All the students from last year came to say hello. It was wonderful to see them because we bonded so quickly! Today I reviewed my intentions for the year and thought about how I want to structure my coming days and weeks to incorporate more self-care and time to fulfill daily, weekly, monthly intentions. And so, today I will either go to massage with a GF or take a hot bath and go to bed early. I also intend to do some pranayama and meditate before bed. I am about to take a short nap after lunch, since I got so little sleep last night due to Workdread Syndrome. Yeah, I just coined that term. Would it be a Syndrome or a Disorder? Hmmm.... Workdread Syndrome... Workdread Disorder... Anyway, I had this great multi-grain, multi-bean dish from Ito-Yokado for breakfast. A boiled egg for a snack later, and then my delicious lotus root-mung bean Thai curry and "fried" Szechuan rice and seaweed for lunch. I hope to make this new Chinese fungi dish for dinner and cook up some tofu, we will see how I feel. Oh yeah... I also intend to walk/run on the treadmill for 20-30 minutes this evening (unless I get a massage). I have major Workdread, (WDS: I think Workdread Syndrome works best) but I have the capacity, power, and energy to make it a good day anyway! I've discovered another Chinese fungi: a type of tree mushroom called snow fungus. At first I thought it was a sea sponge loofah, then I learned it was for eating! You soak these creme-colored ovals and they expand to triple their size and become snowy white. They feel rather gelatinous. Snow ear is used in soup and has some medicinal applications in TCM. It's good!
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A delicious collection of fresh herbal teas from Yunnan; a gift from my good friend Maria, here in Chengdu! I've been more mindful of my food intake the past few months, and how each meal affects my body. The TCM herbs I am taking and other changes I am making increase my awareness and my body's sensitivity to my diet of food and thoughts. I'd like to blame my sleeplessness on the dread of Monday due to feeling despondent about work, but I know part of it was too much chocolate and eating too late. Now it is Monday, and I start the week --well, with a more positive spin--the day, exhausted from lack of sleep. On the bright side, I came up with another short story/chapter idea for my book. I'll hint at this much, the potential title is "Key Lime PIe"! Some of my Intentions for 2019:
Mondays can be hard, so a hot bath at night or a massage and cupping will be nourishing. Tuesdays there is yoga class at the Tibetan space, Charu; join my friend M. for the class Wednesday is music night at the Tibetan bar; start going every now again with M. Thursday is a long day at school, so this would be a good day to walk home and stop at the Buddhist temple, coffee shop, or get a massage if I didn't get one Monday. Hand-dyed journal and cloth bags and tea from Yunnan. This special dyeing technique is particular to the Bai people of Yunnan province. They are one of a multitude of ethnic groups here in China. Apparently, the younger generation of Bais are using different colors than the traditional ones. Gifts from Maria, thank you!
If only the the leadership at school could understand this--but it's not part of the culture. I awoke today and wanted to stay cozy in my heated bed, under a heavy comforter... so I did. I read for a little while and rolled back over to sleep again, trying to avoid thoughts of work and deny or suppress the dread I feel, in the knowledge that tomorrow is Monday. In December, as I reflected on 2018 and set intentions for 2019, I wracked my brain for ways that I could become independent of the need to work for someone else. I'm sick of being forced to stifle my thoughts because they aren't acceptable to put into words, aren't "positive" and "happy" all the time, and stifle my creativity to work as an unthinking drone. I am sick of being told to stop "standing up" and "trying to change things here, because nothing will change". I love teaching, I love China, but my job is mind-numbing, creativity-killing, and my skills diminish by terrifying amounts each day. All the amazing tools I have learned are rejected and unwelcome; without use, they are forgotten. And so, I am becoming a crappy teacher that might as well work in the public system where children are punished for behavior they may not be able to control, and deemed "bad" or "naughty"-- which is exactly the type of school I have landed in. The thought of the teacher I have become (powerless to effect change and prevented from utilizing progressive teaching methods) in this backasswards non-international "international school" makes me despise myself as a teacher and feel even more hostility toward my job. And thus, I awaken with dread, and Sundays are foreshortened by that feeling. During those reflections last month, it came to me what I had to do in 2019: I must commit myself to writing and begin the journey toward publication so that I can support myself through my own endeavors and free myself from the employee-slavery machine... I must become self-employed! Accordingly, this morning, I felt an immense surge of gratitude as I slipped back toward slumber and the theme of my book emerged from the depths of subconscious mind! As one creative thought bloomed into another, my body awakened along with my mind as both gripped tightly onto the thoughts forming ideas forming words forming themes forming chapters forming a work of completed narrative; i.e., my book formed in its entirety! As a consequence of my morning mind machinations, I sussed out a quick outline and began this anecdote of creation and the resulting gratitude. I am grateful that the creativity flows in me, and that I cannot be shushed. Or if I am silenced, it finds a way to escape into pages of expression here or in my writing journals. I am grateful I have skill as a writer. I have entertained romantic thoughts of writing for a living, but deemed that would happen in "retirement" -- whatever that means-- when I had the luxury of time to write for hours each day. Well, it turns out, I must make the time! Now! I am grateful for my creativity. I am beyond grateful for the energy and inspiration it gives me--I can barely sit still as I write I am so full of energy and hope! Creative Expression is one of the cars on my Ferris Wheel of Contentment; I have recognized for many years my need to be free to unleash the creative fire at both work and in my personal life. 我能做到! ...I can do it! Guard dogs carved into marble for protection and good luck.
Two statues in front of a door down a hutong (narrow alleyway) in Beijing, China. I've always been plagued by worries (or caused my own plague of worries!) about the future, This seems to have increased over time, instead of diminished, despite the inner work I do. I believe I have periods of living without fear or worry, but they seem fewer and far between. That said, I am grateful for the awareness that I have future-fear thoughts. The awareness helps me realize I can choose to remain in the fear, or I can turn my thoughts to more positive, action-oriented, calming thoughts. And if I can stay in gratitude, the fear will not become a self-fulfilling prophecy! With this knowledge, I am grateful for my comfy, hygge home, and my medium-satisfaction job. I want to remain settled here for another contract cycle at least, and get a sense of stability and security in my life, save more, travel more, increase my health and well-being. I am grateful for the opportunity, and I am grateful for my home and work that allows me to live in my current manner of comfort. 2019. Seems so weird to type those numbers. I have a lot to be grateful for when I consider 2018. So much happened, it's difficult to keep track of it all. Good and Bad. Ups and Downs. Life. Adventures, Mishaps. Health, illness. Every event is a contrast. I am still learning how to live life; growing, evolving, struggling, succeeding... I am grateful for so much that happened and that I made happen in 2018. I traveled to Paris for the first time, on my way to live in China! I hiked across mountains in the colonized part of Tibet, now known as Western Sichuan. I hiked higher than I have ever hiked before! I hiked longer than I have ever hiked before! Those 4 weeks in the Autonomous Prefectures of Tibet were some of the most amazing adventures of my life! I have made new friends. I am slowly, oh so slowly, learning Mandarin, and some Tibetan! I have a new TCM doc who I find very intuitive and knowledgeable - a perfect match for me. I am bonding with my students. I have a new treadmill. I have intentions set for 2019. I have written goals as well. I want it to be a good year. And so it shall! Christmas in Beijing, 2018. What do I want my days to look like?
I want to awaken feeling refreshed, energized, rested, and positive about the day.
I will move forward into health, security, hygge, connection, creativity, and passe temps! I was taking 15+ pills per day during the acute phase of bronchitis. Cupping results, the second session. Spleen, liver, kidneys... it's all out of whack. It seems I have been ill more often than well, here. Perhaps not accurate, but it seems that way, at least this fall and winter And I am sick again. I have continual sinusitis and lung infections leading to bronchitis. Luckily, I can walk into any pharmacy and get the antibiotics I need. The doctor is simply going to prescribe them for me anyway. At this point, I've had the same illnesses often enough to know what I need. After the last very severe bought of bacterial bronchitis, that lasted for one month, caused 7 cumulative missed days of work, and ended with torn rib cartilage (that is still slightly painful, one month later, if I sleep on my stomach), I found a competent doctor I trust, so I use the same medications.
But I can't help but wonder why I am getting these continual lung infections? I am weak in so many ways: physically, emotionally... I suppose something has to give. But I've never been this sick, this often, in my life. It seems like age has jumped out and clobbered me all of the sudden. I went from being a vibrant, energetic active person, to this debilitated, lethargic, hermit. And now with the blackness of winter accompanied by the horrid air pollution in Chengdu, I only want to go to work and come home and get in pajamas. To be continued... |
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