Just as Christmas cards seem to appear every year the day after Halloween, doesn’t it seem that we’re barely into January when retailers begin stocking heart-shaped chocolates and miniature teddy bears amidst a sea of red and white? Valentine’s Day!
This ‘celebraion of love’ has become a multi-billion dollar business with consumers spending an estimated $1.6 billion dollars on candy and $1.9 billion on flowers each year.
But what of those who happen to be single? Should they be made to feel less worthy of taking part? In a word, NO! Many people are single either by choice or by circumstance and there is most definitely nothing wrong with that. And for those who genuinely dislike the day, you can take comfort in the following:
During the two-week period leading up to Valentine’s Day, American sales of gold jewelry lead to 34 million metric tons of waste.
The vast majority of roses sold for Valentine’s Day in the U.S. are imported from South America, wasting fossil fuels.
These facts don’t speak too well for a day especially set aside for love!
But for those who are single and wish to enjoy the day, take heart (No pun intended!) There is nothing to be embarrassed about – indeed, there is much to celebrate. While couples proclaim their love for each other, (and to the world by posting those annoying photos on social media) singles can reflect on the love they have for those in their lives and the love for themselves. After all, there’s no stipulation in Valentine’s Day that people can find enjoyment only if they happen to be committed to a “significant other.” February 14 is simply a day set aside for a celebration of love and who would deny anyone that? So if you are one of those enjoying “the single life,” make it all about YOU!
Use the day to “take stock” and see how far you have come from past challenges. Feel content that you have this opportunity to be alive today and be happy for those you have in your life Make it a day to indulge in things that YOU want to do. Best of all, it’s now mid-February, and we’re a lot closer to spring than we were a month ago.
Finally, here’s a list of songs that celebrate the single life with no apologies needed!
Beyonce, “Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)”
Queen Bey may very well be hanging out with her significant other, Jay-Z on February 14, but this songs extols the virtues of the single life.
Pussycat Dolls, “I Don’t Need a Man”
The title of this song speaks for itself; it reminds us there’s a difference between wanting a partner and needing one!
Natasha Bedingfield, “Single”
Regardless of how a person may feel about his or her single status, “Single” is a true declaration of independence.
Blaque, “I’m Good”
This song was used in the film Honey and the message is clear: you can be fine whether or not you have someone special in your life.
Jason Derulo, “Ridin’ Solo’”
The lyrics of this no ‘regrets’ song glamorize the benefits of being single.
And finally, if you REALLY dislike the day, there’s always:
Bekah Barnett, “Saint Valentine”
A humorous song that looks at the day with more than just a hint of sarcasm.
So to all those “singles” out there – ENJOY! Buy yourself a rose or indulge in a piece of chocolate with no guilt feelings. Whether it’s directed at someone else or towards yourself, love remains a powerful force in these challenging times. There is still far too much conflict amongst us, and the need for love is greater than ever. The popular advice columnist Ann Landers once wrote:
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.
To this reflection, I say “Amen” – and to every one of you – a happy Valentine’s Day!
As Valentine’s Day approaches, love is (supposedly) in the air, but what does that mean to a brain injury survivor? Personally, I’m not a Cupid fan favourite. Are my feelings brain injury related? I don’t know.
The thought of recognizing a shared love with close family and friends basicallysits well with me. But the celebration of romance? That just gives me a headache. I don’t have anything against the concept of a relationship between two people – whether it’s in a marriage or a ‘going steady’ deal – but the idea of personally entering into a romantic relationship with someone causes an intermittent cranial pain.
I find just the idea of cramming liaisons between two partners into one day overwhelming. I understand that romance is a blossoming thing that is not just about one calendar day, but still…
I’ve experienced a few relationships throughout my life which have resulted in happiness and heartache as tag-alongs. Some of these I’ve written about in my book, Challenging Barriers & Walking the Path.
Nothing I’ve gone through has grown into a long, lasting, relationship. These experiences have, however, lead to feelings of discomfort. I’ve been faced with not knowing what to do or say, and seeing as how I’ve grown up not knowing what to do or say, the feeling scares me. I’ve had, and still have at times, difficulties understanding myself, so trying to understand the opposite sex can result in a spinning effect.
It has taken me some confusion, and heartache, to understand and feel comfortable with who I am. I don’t know if I am ready for anything else.
This ABI has presented so many difficulties, but I think, for me, has also offered so much clarity. I’ve learned to work hard and take things in stride, so perhaps my Valentine is still yet to come.
Mark’s passion to lend a helping hand, offer advice and give back has developed into a moral and social responsibility with the goal of sharing, inspiring and growing – for others as well as himself. His experience as a survivor, caregiver, mentor and writer has led to his credibility as an ABI Advocate and author of his life’s story, Challenging Barriers & Walking the Path. Follow him on Twitter @Mark_Koning or go to www.markkoning.com.
BIST members expressed their creativity in a big way at our January community meeting, where clinical social worker Lynne Harford, MSW, RSW showed us the benefits of art therapy post-brain injury.
Lynne shared that she works with many clients who have brain injuries.
“I recognize that [living with the effects of brain injury] is a journey,” Lynne said. “I am honoured to hear and bear witness to the stories of my clients.”
Engaging in art can change a person’s physiology, reduce stress and lead to deep relaxation. Lynne said that these changes can be seen on a person’s brain wave patterns. Art can alter our perception of the world, change how we perceive pain and cope with various challenges. This is why art therapy can be so beneficial.
There are certain myths about art and creativity, including that creativity can not be learned, and that art should only be created by ‘real’ artists. But Lynne stressed that creativity is for all of us. As kids, most of us thought we were great, creative artists, but we lose that confidence as we age.
Tips for getting your creativity on
Let go of any negative judgments you have about your own creativity
Jump into the process – forget about the final product
Don’t over-think your art
Don’t compare your work with your neighbour’s – this is about expressing something within yourself
Remember, you are your own unique and creative being
BIST members had the opportunity to work with pencil crayons, clay, paint, beads and pastels. After, Lynne held up everyone’s work, and asked members to describe their piece. As can be seen by some of these samples, we created a diversity of amazing art in a very short time!
Our next community meeting will be on February 22nd, 6-8 p.m.
TOPIC: How to get better sleep and boost your energy with naturopathic doctor, Dr. Anne Hussaine, ND.
These writings are not intended to replace your physician’s advice, because I am not a medical doctor. I am however a PhD, and spent a large part of my life researching the effectiveness of medical treatments. But that is not what I do here. (Consider this more of an experiential tale). One last disclaimer, the attempt I make at explaining the treatment is based on my own knowledge and opinions. It might be right or otherwise; but it’s ‘my take’.
As I explained in my previous blog, I have for long been suffering from Advanced Phase Sleep Disorder, where I fall asleep early at night, wake up ridiculously early in the morning, and get little restorative sleep in between. The bigger problem for me was that this resulted in me having sleep attacks during the day, which would have knock on effects for my quality of life and daily functioning. I explained in the blog how I had tried various drug combinations which had a short term effect but then wore off, and so left me back at square one.
It was decided as a (not quite) last roll of the dice, that I would try chronotherapy, taking the supplement melatonin. Melatonin is a hormone produced in the pineal gland, which acts as a signal to tell the brain to switch off for sleep. Light (artificial or natural) stops production and so stops the person from feeling sleepy during the day. Darkness leads to the production of melatonin, to tell the brain to prepare for sleep. Thus a melatonin supplement, which I take every night, acts on my brain to signal when to go to sleep. On the other hand, early morning sunlight would stop the production and release of it, and so my brain and body would wake up.
In Scotland (where I live) melatonin is only available by prescription, whereas in Canada it is available over the counter. More so melatonin is only available in slow release form in Scotland. That means in theory it will take longer to be absorbed, and so can have a longer lasting effect. To slow down its absorption, it is recommended to have something to eat before taking it. Some people might say that because melatonin is a naturally produced substance, the melatonin tablet is not a drug.
Chronotherapy is a new area of medicine based on the rationale that medicines work best when administered and metabolised at a particular time of the day. (This can be for any medicine). For myself it was thought the best time to go to bed would be at 2 a.m. after taking the melatonin supplement at midnight because the previous sleep assessment had found my waking time was somewhere around 2.30 a.m. The hope was that I would in effect recondition my body to learn to be asleep around the time it was accustomed to waking up. The eventual plan would be to move backwards in bed time one hour every two weeks, eventually to 11 p.m., thus dragging back my time of falling asleep to something more ‘normal’; while hopefully remaining asleep at the time I was accustomed to be awake.
The first two weeks were hell because going to bed at 2 a.m. was a real challenge. Having been used to going to bed at 9.30 p.m. – 10 p.m., suddenly I was forcing myself to stay awake five hours longer. Some nights drinking an evening espresso and then settling down to my favourite DVDs helped. Others, I was falling asleep even before taking the melatonin, far less afterwards.
My new late night wake routine had some benefits. It introduced me to TV shows that I had never heard off, far less seen, that had been airing for years – here I am thinking Drifters and Toast of London. I found that when I took the melatonin at the required time, I would often begin to have sleep attacks within 20 to 40 minutes, falling asleep three or more times. Staying awake until 2 a.m. was impossible (even when Man V. Food was on TV), and I was usually fast asleep by 1:45 a.m. On the only occasion that I did stay awake until 2 a.m., it was because my wife stayed up with me and refused to let me fall asleep early. Sleeping in until 8 a.m. was equally impossible, either because I was wide awake around 7 a.m., or woken by an alarm clock. My consultant, I’m sure with no insincerity, recommended that I expose myself to bright natural light for 45 minutes from wakening. Living in Scotland he should have realised that in autumn and winter, it is as rare as hens teeth to have such illuminating and restorative sunlight so early in the morning!
After the two weeks, I did my first reduction. I took the melatonin an hour earlier, went to bed at 1 a.m., and got up at 7 a.m. That then became my goal for a fixed wakening time. It was easier being able to stay awake until 1 a.m.; although I was still falling asleep around 20-40 minutes after taking the melatonin, so it was agreed that I could take the melatonin one hour before going to sleep. For me sleep or getting to sleep was never a problem. It was the staying asleep and waking at what might be seen as an ‘inappropriate’ hour that had been the problem. After initially promising results, I was again awake in my sleep, and waking up in the middle of the night. The sleep part I had long ago learned to live with. It was the sleep attacks that drove me to the GP. Perversely the frequency of my sleep attacks increased when I began the chronotherapy, despite my sleep (seemingly) getting better. I suspected that I had developed tolerance to the melatonin at 2 mg and so it was increased to 4 mg. This can be increased to 8 mg if need be.
I was told at the outset that chronotherapy might not resolve my sleep attacks problems. Based on nearly three months on the regime, I think that was a fair warning so far, because I experienced an increase in the frequency of sleep attacks at this time of year in comparison with previous years. The initial benefits to my sleep disappeared as I grew tolerant to the melatonin dose, which is understandable. Many people are put off or stop taking a medicine because of the side effects. Thankfully I have not had any apparent side effects to note. But that is not to say that that would be so for everyone.
Chronotherapy is a very precise treatment regime, based on taking the drug at a specific time every night diligently, and likewise for time going to bed and awakening. I was warned that I had to without fail adhere to the bedtime regime. I have stuck to it diligently, more often than not. But the ideal wakening time went out the window long ago. That was not an issue for me and I am quite practical about that. Mind you, I take pleasure in the few occasions that I do sleep until or after the allotted time. These are few and far between and must be treasured. To paraphrase Irene Cho; ‘I do find time to sleep. But I just find it difficult to do so’.
As I write, I have not had a sleep attack in over two weeks. That is equally something to be treasured. But it is not to say I am over them. I am only one quarter of the way into the chronotherapy, so there is a long way to go yet before I know IF it has worked.
Donald worked in academic research for 13 years and published over 30 research articles. He is now a freelance writer and provides online academic support.
When I was 11, I suffered a brain stem tumour. Coming back from a vegetative state and finishing school were only stepping stones along the path I have chosen, a path which, eventually lead to me to work in a hotel as a house person.
There are a lot of job postings out there, and there are many ideal candidates to fill those positions. People with disabilities are no exception, many of us have valuable skills to bring to the workforce. However, factors such as discrimination, prejudice and other economic barriers may stand in the way of us finding employment.
The only way to stand out in the job market is to be prepared, and utilize all the tools at our disposal. There are many resources, which specialize in helping people with disabilities find work. I learned a lot of professional skill building through an umbrella program at Holland Bloorview Kids Rehabilitation Hospital, which consisted of many different employment agencies that represented various job fields.
Once I located my local branch, I was partnered with a job developer who worked with me to find job postings online and helped me regularly update and / or modify my resume. That is how I landed my first job – and the rest is history.
When working with a job developer, it is important to continue your own search for employment. You will learn quickly that you are one of the many cases they are working on, and therefore you are not their only priority. I also recommend that you stay in regular contact with your job developer to keep your case fresh in their mind and show that you are dedicated to finding work.
When a job developer finds a job opportunity he or she feels might be a suitable match for your skills, they will give you a call to see if you’re interested and to help you apply. Then it’s your show. Once you have an interview, you should start researching the company because as the interview workshops at any job agency will tell you, one of the most frequently asked interview questions is, ‘What do you know about this company?’ Another frequently asked question is, ‘How can you help this company?’
This last question is, in my opinion, is the most important one, and is loaded because it not only shows that you have a working understanding of the business, but it gives you the chance to apply your skills and experience while confirming you will be an asset to the company.
Many people will doubt you solely based on the fact that you have a disability. It is up to you to prove them wrong and highlighting your skills is a great way to do that.
DISCLAIMER: THIS IS ONE PERSON’S ACCOUNT OF A TREATMENT FOR A SLEEP DISORDER, AND BY NO MEANS REPLACES A MEDICAL DOCTOR’S ADVICE. BIST DOES NOT PROMOTE OR ENDORSE THIS, OR ANY OTHER, TREATMENT.
My heart sank when I heard the destination was in New Zealand. I feared the stroke that had put me in coma as a teenager would prohibit me from long-haul travel to attend and present at the research conference in Queenstown.
In early December 1991, after having what I thought at the time to be a mild migraine, I suffered a disease that was highly unusual in a healthy 17-year-old: a brain haemorrhage ( a blood vessel in my brain burst). I required emergency surgery, and doctors quickly ascertained that a tumour had caused the bleed. Scans at the time showed (and still do) an ‘abnormal mass’ in the region of the bleed. My family was, as you can imagine, devastated when it happened — I never got them a Christmas present.
I was in coma after the bleed for maybe three weeks, and spent around 6 weeks in hospital. The surgeons did what they could at the time, and there was a good chance that I might not have lived. I was completely disoriented as I came out of the coma. I pulled the intravenous tube from my nose (ouch), my catheter (bloody agony, I remember that one painfully) and worst of all, the tubes that were draining the blood from my head (I don’t remember that one at all).
Due to the site of the bleed in the brain, the nerves that control my eye muscles were damaged, and I have had a strabismus (squint eyes) which left me with diplopia (double vision) since the trauma. But my double vision was not immediately picked up after my bleed, and that is no one’s fault.
The reason was that nobody, least of all me, realised that I was seeing double. That changed in one distinct moment, when my mother was visiting me in hospital with one of her sisters, who is a twin. I thought both my aunts were there, and let them know that. And it was then that they began to suspect something was wrong with my vision. So basically I lived with double vision for a few weeks after the bleed without it being any problem for me until I was struck with the said challenge and I tried to make sense of it.
After a surgical attempt to repair the muscles failed, (because the muscle damage was too extensive), I went back to living quite happily with double vision. I wear glasses with one lens deliberately occluding to give me the impression of seeing single, it’s not perfect but it works well. My brain has actually gotten used to seeing double over time, and now quite often I don’t even register it. I would say this is a fine example of neuroplasticity, which it was thought was impossible in a mature brain like mine when I had the bleed. I even have my own rationale, it is you people with two eyes and one vision that have abnormal vision.
So after coming to terms quickly with my visual impairment as being the only apparent disability from a significant trauma, I got on with my life as a student. I found my honours degree no more of a challenge after my illness than anyone else , if anything I had a greater motivation than most to succeed. I got my first degree only four and a half years after my illness. And after a few failed attempts at developing a career in the healthcare sector, I went back to university and earned a Master’s degree. I worked in the field of health services research for 13 years, albeit going from post to post and university to university as is common in academia.
But I worked hard, and earned a doctor of philosophy in 2009. Despite suffering a cerebral insult, I have attained an Honours degree, Masters degree, and a PhD, which was surely proof that nothing was wrong with me, right?
Things started to go wrong in my career after my PhD. I did a post-doctorate position and delivered work for each project. I even produced some work of my own, which enabled me to present at an international conference at Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore (which I consider to be the ‘blink and you’d miss it’, pinnacle of my career). Alas after a peak, there is a massive drop, and it was when I got my next post in England that things started to go pear-shaped.
I moved with bittersweet enthusiasm to a new post, having just fallen in love with a woman back home in Scotland (who is now my wife). We did the weekends together thing, and I threw myself into my new job with my usual zeal. But I was on probation for the first three months and so I was receiving evaluation on the job. It didn’t go well. After only a month my only response when they asked if there was anything wrong which might be affecting my work, was to say the ironic phrase “Yes, I’m fatigued”. I said this implicitly, and when asked why I said it, I could not explain, and so had to retract it. Two months later, I was back home and job hunting.
Time dragged and I went from interview to interview, but eventually found a research post, again away from home. I had by now put the last experience behind me and was looking forward to our wedding. Ironically, the night of our wedding I got one of the bridesmaids to specifically make me a strong Turkish coffee, because I wanted to be alert for the night and not asleep as usual by 9:30 p.m., which was my norm then. The signs had for long been there to see, but I missed them repeatedly.
I managed to work for two years in this post, but one day about six months in, I remembered feeling drowsy. This happened again, and I started to notice that I was falling asleep in the morning and/or the afternoon at my work station. I felt tiredness grow in me, uncontrollable yawning, and my alertness/concentration decreasing. In addition I felt agitation which would increase as I tried to fight the symptoms. Despite all my efforts and the best will-in-the-world, it would culminate with me falling into a short, sudden sleep. This would later be diagnosed as a sleep attack.
Sometimes when I came round from the episode I noticed that I had made several errors in the document I had been working on at the time; e.g. poor spelling, nonsense words, crap formatting, things in the wrong place. It was happening regularly and in many different places: on a train, at my desk eating my lunch and during a lecture.
These symptoms were the reason for me bringing them to the attention of my GP. Still being an outpatient due to my initial bleed, it was decided that I would see my consultant, because he would need to discount any change in my current condition before any other consultant would touch me.
I began to think back and I saw this was actually not a new experience but something that had been going on much longer. I realised that I had been an early riser for at least the last 15 years, in part by necessity when I did shift work. My early morning awakenings continued when I began working in academia, which had been accommodating by offering flexible work patterns, including working from home. I remembered when I had a drowsy episode in the summer of 2002 — suddenly falling asleep — a GP colleague jokingly asked me if I had narcolepsy. I would rise early to work on my PhD, going into work around 6:15 a.m.; then by mid-afternoon being back in my flat and often having a siesta — I thought by choice. I seemed to recall having drowsy episodes when I worked in Scotland from home and overcoming my tiredness at times by taking a power nap. I saw that was something that had been going on for a longer time than when I had first acknowledged it.
I saw a sleep medicine specialist, and had an overnight sleep assessment which showed I got to sleep quite quickly, but was for all intents and purposes awake in my sleep, and bright and awake by 3:30 a.m.. Apparently I was only in proper, deep (restorative) sleep for around three hours. I was diagnosed as having fragmented sleep disorder, which explained the sleep attacks I was having and effects to my cognitive functioning. The cause was the initial insult to my brain way back, apparently it is really common in head injured people, but experts don’t know why.
I was prescribed 0.5 mg of Clonazepam, which would hopefully help to keep me asleep, which worked well for about a month. I was still waking up early, but not waking up during the night. Then I started to be ‘awake’ in my sleep again.
So I went back to my GP who prescribed me 10 mg Amitriptylin to take in conjunction with Clonazepam, and I contacted the consultant to make a new appointment. Taking the two drugs worked effectively for maybe one month, but again I grew tolerant to them and began to be awake in my sleep, and having sleep attacks.
My consultant mentioned all the different drugs I could be put on to try with my sleep, but there remained the probability that I would develop a tolerance to them all. That aside, I am not a fan of taking drugs and so had been hesitant to even start on them. Which is why my consultant has now suggested that I try chronotherapy, which will involve taking melatonin supplement at 3:00 a.m. to aim to fall asleep when I would awake, and then slowly staggering this forward to taking it at an earlier time until I am able to fall asleep and maintain this throughout the night. There is no guarantee that this will work, although it is hoped that it could reset my circadian rhythm. More so, many people find chronotherapy unbearable because it requires 9 months of absolute adherence to the late staggered bedtime.
So why am I sharing this?
As I write this, not one week after the last appointment with my consultant, I have been let go from another job, due to my inability to work at the necessary standard adequately, and efficiently, in a short time frame. (That I shared with them my medical story is one assumes mere coincidence). These are all things that I am able to do, when I have the time and the space, but not at the speed people want in this frantic day and age. So these are frustrating times. But I have now finally acknowledged to myself that I will probably always struggle to hold a “regular job”. Writing this won’t change anything, but it reminds me that I am a very good writer, and that I am at my most financially useful as a paid writer. As for my illness, well I’m not bitter, but my eyes are twisted!
Here we are, well into December and the holiday season is really here. It’s been around for a while, of course. As usual, the Halloween pumpkin decorations were hardly packed away when the giant Santas, the garlands and the holly came out, decorating the department stores and just about everywhere else. I heard Michael Bublé crooning It’s Beginning to Look a Lot likeChristmas on November 8th.
Music is a big part of the holiday season, and much of the commercial variety is upbeat and exuberant in spirit. We are urged to ‘deck the halls’ and go for sleigh rides as we spend time ‘walking in a winter wonderland.’
Ideally, the end of the year should be a time for spiritual renewal, a period set aside to pause and reflect, and with any luck, to reconnect with family and friends. Yet so much of what surrounds us doesn’t exactly inspire mirth or good will. Retailers ask us to buy,buy and buy some more, yet too many of us are on fixed incomes, underemployed or unemployed.
For those of us who are dealing with the challenges of brain injury – be it our own or of a family member – the holiday period is an immensely challenging time. The cold and dark month of December demands much from us, a great deal more than many of us are capable of – or willing – to do.
The poet William Congreve once wrote that “music has charms to soothe the savage breast” but for many people, the traditional music surrounding the period has little meaning.
As an alternative, here’s a list of songs that may help you get through until the brighter days of January begin.
Get Me Through December – written by Gordie Sampson and Fred Lavery, and preformed here by Alison Krause, the lyrics speak of the challenges we face during this cold month and a hope for better times ahead.
I believe I can Fly – R. Kelly’s song about believing in yourself, no matter what.
New York City Christmas – Rob Thomas of Matchbox Twenty fame penned this song about the ongoing need for peace and compassion in the big city.
Those Silent Nights –a song written especially for those who have recently lost loved ones by Jacob Colgan and Aileeah Colgan.
Find Your Voice – Sarah McLachlan’s advice at finding pleasure in simple things.
Angel – Because McLachlan is good enough to play twice.
Strength, Courage and Wisdom– From India Arie’s first album, Acoustic Soul, this song will make you feel like your strength, courage and wisdom have really been inside of you all along.
It’s Gonna be Alright – Sara Groves is a Christian singer known for writing powerful lyrics. In this song, which is non-denominational, Groves gives hope to folks who are going through hard times.
So Small – Carrie Underwood’s song from her 2007 Carnival Ride album is about seeing the big picture, and remembering what to be grateful for.
Little Wonders – Well before the Frozen theme song appropriated the phrase, Rob Thomas created this song about ‘letting go’, (ironically) for another Disney movie, Meet the Robisons..
True Colours – Cyndi Lauper’s gay rights and anti-hate crimes anthem, written by Billy Steinberg and Tom Kelly, and was originally a tribute to Steinberg’s mother. Proof that True Colours is all about unconditional love.
Takes a Little Time – Amy Grant’s song, written during a time when she was having difficulty in her marriage, is about having patience to get through hard periods in life.
Sound of hope project – You’ll want to find out more about these amazing artists who hail from American Samoa after listening to this beautiful colaboration. Written and produced by whitcombemedia, according to vidinfo.org, this song is dedicated to all the people of the Pacific Islands.
Imagine – TheJohn Lennon classic, and we’re still imagining a world free of hate.
Never give up – Whitney Houston’s motivational song, released after her 2012 death, is as inspirational and is it is a bittersweet, final message from this amazing singer.
Let it Be– Speaking words of wisdom, the Beatles can help you get through the holiday season every time.
My advice to those who find themselves a little overwhelmed by it all is to slow down, nothing can be so pressing that it has to be done immediately. Take time to stop and enjoy the decorations – they’ll be gone soon enough.
Stop and give some change to a homeless person, or buy a copy of Outreach. Practice kindness in public – open a door for someone, or offer a seat on the subway. Reconnect with friends and family – people are more important than things, and should be treasured. Take a moment to reflect on those no longer with us – if it means shedding a tear, so be it- they deserve it. If you don’t accomplish everything you set out to do, don’t beat yourself up – we’re only human.
May peace be with you – and here’s to better times ahead.