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Connected: The Joy Diet – Week Ten


When we feel love and kindness toward others,
it not only makes others feel loved and cared for,
but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace.
(Dalai Lama)

Together, we have journeyed through Martha Beck’s The Joy Diet and over the weeks we have learned a lot—about ourselves and each other.

The tiny discoveries and slight shifts in behavior from reading this book are not significant or profound, but I hope they endure the tests of time.

Finishing this chapter on Connection, I took away these two points:

You will win emotional security neither by finding some infallible person to love, nor by controlling people who are fallible, but by constantly using your ability to connect.

Becoming still will link you with those who are meant to love you.

As we finish the book and our journey together, my deepest hope is not that Beck’s words stay with us, but that we are able to carry our friendships and connections with us on journeys to come.

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Joy Diet Rebellion – Week Nine


The greatest expression of rebellion is joy.
(Joss Whedon)

This week’s Joy Diet chapter is all about Laughter. Instead of reading ahead of time and applying Martha Beck’s concepts to my daily routine, I carried the book around in my purse—unopened all week.

I find this to be an ironic act of rebellion in light of my recent admission. It seems as though avoiding a chapter about laughter is as logical as turning down a hot fudge sundae. It is a divine, delicious treat that always feels good!

I’ve decided to cut myself a little slack, understanding that I would never turn down a hot fudge sundae unless I had a very good reason. Lately I have been a busy bee, feeding my creative spirit with plenty of joy.

That’s really the point of all this—to absorb, to develop, to grow. Week after week, I am practicing a positively personal rebellion and subtly adapting Beck’s practices to fit my life.

It’s working. I am making this journey mine.

Thanks again to those of you who have helped me stand up and fight against my preconceived notions of how I am supposed to do this.

I am learning to live with joy. Although I ignored laughter this week, I have promised myself I will giggle extra hard this weekend—and catch up on my reading!


Let’s Play: The Joy Diet – Week Eight


The supreme accomplishment is to
blur the line between work and play.
(Arnold J. Toynbee)

I can’t confidently say that I mastered the art of play this week. As we have worked through Martha Beck’s The Joy Diet, I have experienced varying levels of comfort with each menu item.

This week I read ahead of the class and was prepared to play with the zeal of a child, but somehow managed to ignore the menu item throughout the week.

In my last post, I revealed my goals for November and mentioned I have struggled to make it to yoga class. Lauren admitted she has been facing the same challenge, even though we both call ourselves yoginis.

The big question that comes to mind is, “why do I avoid the things I know are good for me?” If I am brutally honest with myself…

I prefer the feeling I get from eating a healthy home-cooked meal than I do from driving through McDonald’s.

I have an after-yoga-glow that is exquisite when compared to the way I feel after spending a few sluggish hours on my couch.

I take comfort in solving my internal questions through journal writing rather than ignoring things and complaining to those around me.

So then I wonder, why am I not doing the things that make me feel best?

Maybe there isn’t a good reason, or maybe the reason isn’t the issue at hand. Whatever the cause, if I decide to play the game like Beck describes, I will lean towards living my best lifetreating myself to a healthy blend of home-cooked meals, yoga and journaling.

I agree with her that at the end of our lives, or in the face of a tragedy, we are pulled to what is most important to us. We stop avoiding the things that make us whole and get back to the basics. We uncover the dusty novel, the wrinkled yoga mat or the rusty sewing machine. We take comfort in whatever brings us the most joy.

I struggled to define what Beck calls our “real career” because I’m unsure of my answers. I don’t know what legacy I want to leave, and I don’t know what experiences I need to have a completely satisfying life.

Her questions make me feel the same way I imagine it would feel to drive through the neighborhood I lived in until I was 9comfortable, but disarmed. I don’t exactly know where my house is, but I will know it when I see it.

So for now I am going to continue to drive through the neighborhood, explore my creative side, connect with all you amazing women and stay dedicated to the things that make me happy. I will continue to search for my housebecause I am sure that I will know my real career, my true calling, when I see it.

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