Mardi Gras 2023 or...
Fat Tuesday. And boy am I feeling fat on this Tuesday. So fat, that I'm NOT getting on a scale today. (I am more than a number as I have said before: https://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2017/09/no-weigh-tuesday.html) Perhaps today, more than January 1st should be the day that marks the end of indulgence and the beginning of reflection as we head into Lent.
To be completely honest, I've
been VERY indulgent for a while now. (Probably longer than I'd care of admit.)
Life has been stressful. (When is it not?) And I've been
"treating" myself for getting over and through hurdle after
hurdle. Although, as we know, these "treats" (such as a couple
of glasses of wine or giant sized strawberry chocolate Kit Kat, to name but
two) aren't for the best in the long run. It's simply overindulgence and
me fooling myself. (Although I'm not really am I?)
I know I need to cut myself
some slack. I've got a job that has gotten more stressful in the New Year
instead of less. (Usually the end of the year is when the crazy kicks in,
but it ends a week or so into the New Year. Not so in 2023.) My
father has had some health setbacks that require weekly trips to take care of
things. (I should be and AM grateful that he has a live in caregiver that
takes much of the burden off of me, but there still is burden.) There are
my own (minor) health issues. (It's time to try to find an ENT who can
help me with my right ear which still isn't "right" and I seem to
have tinnitus.) Having a teenager who is getting ready to make the leap
to college can be challenging. It's only natural that I'd like to give
myself a special something as a "reward" for getting through it
all. (Or at least getting through the day.) But it is a really a
reward or just a temporary fix that isn't a fix at all? (Or worst of all,
am I tricking myself into feeling good for a short time only to face a penalty
later?)
I'd pledged to be more mindful
in the beginning of the year. And I AM more mindful...but not of the
things that might really matter to my physical, mental and spiritual
health. As we enter into the Lenten season, maybe it's time to be mindful
of me. That is the WHOLE me and not just the "me" that screams
out (like an obnoxious toddler) to gimme, gimme.
This year, more so than any
other year, Fat Tuesday needs to be the end of indulgence for me. Reward
for work well done or getting through yet another challenge is fine, but it
can't be just something that is "fluff" (like cotton
candy.") Meaningful rewards are good; overindulgence to get a good
feeling for just a brief amount of time is not.
This Lent, like many that have
come before it, I WILL give up two of my major indulgences: chocolate and
alcohol. (I don't want to just say wine because I know that I would
"trick" myself by saying I wasn't "cheating" if I had a
margarita or a martini because they aren't wine.) I also will GIVE, as I
have in years past. Give kindness and compassion. However, this
year the kindness and compassion cannot just be given to others, I need to give
it to myself as well. Treating myself means doing so with thoughtfulness,
so that I am treating the WHOLE me and not just the impulsive part. (The
one that is so easy to do.)
I need to go into this Lent
with true intention. To focus on giving to others and to myself, but
giving with thought and care. I am going to try to follow this path and
NOT beat myself up if I stray. If I wander, I need have the wisdom to know
that I am a fallible human and that I have the ability to find my way
again. We all do.
I want to make this a caring
and careful Lent. One that I learn and grow from. It's time for me
to plant the seed, nurture it and see what blooms this Easter.
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