When You Make Better Choices You Receive Better Results


I’ve been thinking a lot about choices lately. Specifically the choices I’ve made and any future choices I will make.

Whether you think you have them or not, we all have choices.

You can choose to stay or walk away.

You can choose to be kind or unkind.

You can choose to be happy or miserable.

You can choose to eat salad or a box of cookies.

You can choose to go for a walk or sit on the couch.

You can choose to save a little of every paycheck or spend it.

You can choose to have one margarita or ten.

Your life is a menu of choices

Some choices are bigger than others. Some choices are no brainers.

It’s a beautiful warm sunny. I can stay home and do laundry or I can go to the beach or lake. Um. Yeah. I’m going to the beach. I can do laundry later. Easy choice.

I once made the choice to accept a job offer in Alabama. There’s nothing wrong with Alabama. There was nothing wrong with the job. In fact, the job was pretty darn awesome. Everything about the choice was wrong for me. I never made a u-turn so fast in all my life. I drove down there from my home state of New Hampshire only to turn around and drive back within 24 hours.

A wise 18 year old once told me, “No decision is ever permanent.”

I remember struggling with my cancer treatment choices. Especially radiation. After mastectomy and pathology and the initial read out of the results, radiation was left off the treatment menu. But then, during my second to last round of chemo my oncologist delivered the bad news.

The tumor board at Dana Farber reviewed my results three times. After the third review, the board recommended radiation.

I balked.

No. I do not choose radiation. I just want to be done.

My oncologist made an appointment for me with a radiation oncologist at Dana Farber. I listened to her recommendation for radiation but still…no. I choose no.

The radiation oncologist suggested I meet with a colleague of hers, another radiation oncologist at a hospital much closer to where I live. I agreed to meet with her. The radiation oncologist at Elliot Medical Center met with me for 90 minutes. She’s blonde. She’s young. She’s wicked smaht (that’s New England speak for really smart).

And she told me, “if you were my sister or my mom, I’d want you to do this.”

Well. When you put it that way, okay. So I changed my no to a yes.

Nobody was going to make me have radiation. I wasn’t obligated nor did I “have” to. I chose to. In fact, all of my medical decisions around breast cancer were entirely my decisions…my choices. I wanted to make sure cancer knew I had a clear “no vacancy” sign in my body. And I wanted to live another 45 or 50 years.

(And it just dawned on me that I’m 13 years into my 45 or 50 years of living more life.)

Before breast cancer I saw my life as a series of never ending obligations. After breast cancer I saw my life as a smorgasbord of choices and “get to’s” rather than “have to’s.”

I get to go to work.

I get to see my family.

I get to do the laundry.

I get another chance.

I get to work out.

I get to drink my fiber drink.

I get to pay my mortgage.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in the last 13 years, it’s this:

When you make better choices you receive better results.

When you’re clear about what you truly desire, the choices you make bring you closer to the outcomes you truly desire.

2017 is a blank slate. What will you choose to do? Who will you choose to be?

Releasing Myself From The Judgement of Others (and myself)


I’ve always felt a little weird about the pretty things I make.

What will others think?

Is it good enough?

What if she hates it?

Why bother? You’re not that good anyway…

And so much blah, blah, boring blah.

Silly me. I listened to this horse hooey in my head.

And so I hid my creativity. Or I pursued creative projects when no one was looking. I remember making loads of baby blankets about 16 years ago due to a small baby boom among people I knew at work.

Critical voices played with my own self-doubt. I questioned whether or not I was creative or if what I crocheted was embarrassing. I doubted my ability to write or snap a halfway decent photograph of a sunset.

Echos from the past that crop up from time to time aren’t anyone’s issue but my own.

My self-doubt flew in the face of factual evidence. My judge and jury ran amok and stomped all over my desire to create.

And it took me years to release my self-doubt. And quiet the voices in my past.

I began by taking the words of Anne  Lamont to heart,

“it’s a shitty first draft.”

I embraced the wise words of Andy Warhol,

“Don’t think about making art, just get it done. Let everyone else decide if it’s good or bad, whether they love it or hate it. While they are deciding, make even more art.”

I calmed my self-doubt and inner judge by convincing her that writing and painting and crocheting are all just one big experiment.

Art is practice. Creativity is practice. It’s not about right or wrong or good or bad.

It’s about showing up day in and day out.

It’s about remaining open to all the infinite possibilities.

It’s about being curious.

And the more I practice, the better I get.


The other morning, I received this email from a woman who was gifted a hat and scarf set that I made:

“Dear Peggy,

I am the fortunate recipient of a hat and scarf “crocheted with love” by you. My niece Colleen gave me a set for Christmas. You do very fine work and since it is done with love I just know it will be a very welcome addition to my outdoor gear during this coming winter weather.”


I also received a message from my niece letting me know that her oldest daughter went to bed wearing the messy bun hat I made and gave to her for Christmas.

My friend, Tae Lynn, who bought one of my paintings shared it with the world on Facebook.

I’ve been commissioned to crochet a blanket.

And I’ll be adding more inventory to my Etsy shop – cowls, infinity scarves, messy bun and pony tail hats, and regular hats that are closed at the top.

So to the voices in my head who told me I sucked, meh. I’m over it. There’s way too much evidence that proves I don’t suck.

And to the me who believed my inner critic, thank you for finally releasing the bull shit. Because that’s what it is. It’s my own mind cacka. It doesn’t matter what someone else said. It’s not the critic who counts – even the internal critic! It’s about me getting out of my own way, getting out of my own head game.

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
~ President Theodore Roosevelt

You can bet your arse I’ll be daring greatly and getting out of my own way.

I’m releasing myself from the bondage of judgment – yours, mine (mostly mine), and everyone else.

2017 is going to be one hell of an uncomplicated and creative year.

What are you leaving behind in 2016?


My Word For 2017 – UNCOMPLICATED

Photo by Peggy Nolan

Photo by Peggy Nolan

Every year around the end of December, I select one word or a phrase that will serve as my guide post for the coming year. In the past I’ve chosen words like:

  • Determination
  • Focus
  • Clarity
  • Perseverance

These are good words and have served me well. In the past few months these words have become part of my new perspective:

  • Possibility
  • Creativity
  • Clarity
  • Connection
  • Meander

In fact, I was called to meander for most of the last 3 months.
As I meandered, my mind wandered
and I had ideas and thoughts about creating something brand new,
Pathways To Possibility,
and low and behold,
I was following the same mold
and as I watched it unfold,
I fell in the same old hole…again.
And the definition of insanity clearly came to mind.

And then my website croaked
and my external hard drive broke

and I said fuck it.

I want ease
I want grace

I want to write
I want to paint
I want to crochet


The only person whose been complicating things is me. Monkey mind loves to complicate things. I am so done making things harder for myself. I’m so done being distracted by the next best shiny thing.

In 2016 I took on one outside project. In 2017 I’m taking on NONE.

I’m imposing my terms upon life and as God as my witness, these terms will be UNCOMPLICATED 🙂

Have you chosen a word for 2017? If you have, please share in the comments what your word is and why you chose it.

The Definition of Insanity


Great googily moogily!

When it rains it pours. Like I mentioned in my last blog post, my self-hosted website was trashed by hackers. They trashed it so badly that my website disappeared. Instead of the blue screen of death I had the white screen of death. Nada. Nothing. I couldn’t even get in through the back door. The web hosting company was non-responsive until I hit them up on Twitter.

That’s when I learned how bad the hacking was. The hosting company couldn’t even roll back to the last full back up. It was dirtied up with malware, too. And before you ask, yes, I even paid extra for regular security scans.

So I came back to my big little wordpress dot com space. This is where I started my blog back in 2007. And all I wanted was a little corner of the cyber universe to write.

Then my head got too big.

The online business thing started booming and self-hosted websites were the way to go. At first I self-hosted with the company I buy my domain names from – but my website got hacked in 2010 and I moved everything to an new company and had no problems – none – for almost 7 years.

For 7 years I pretended to have an online business.

What I really had was a blog. And every once in a while I’d teach a class where 3 or 4 or maybe 6 people would sign up and 2 would show up.

A lot of work for very little return. But I’d rinse and repeat, get frustrated, quit, start again.

I became the definition of insanity – doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.


The same weekend my website croaked, the USB connector inside my external hard drive broke. I pretty much have the life of my website – all my content and graphics – stored on it, as well as thousands of photographs.

Oh. My. God. I get it. I really get it.

Dear Universe –

I’ve heard and received the message loud and clear – I’m not supposed to have an “online” business. And no, you did not have to make the final point. You did not need to break the USB connector in my external hard drive. But I get it. Really, I do. And thankfully, the external hard drive is an easy fix and none of the content on there is lost (a-hem, all my pictures from Ireland and Scotland, thank you!)

I get it. Really, I do.

It’s time to be creative. And offline. Not having my online business to distract me, I tapped into a demand for crocheted messy bun hats. A friend posted a link to a pattern on my Facebook wall. I didn’t really like the pattern, so I found a free one on Ravelry and used it for size and then created my own patterns with my favorite stitches. I posted a picture of the first one I made and the orders came rushing in.

Over 30 messy bun hat orders. And “Oh, can you make a scarf to match it?” Sure! If I had known the demand was going to be this crazy, I would have been making hats 3 months ago 🙂


It’s take me forever to hear this message, to receive this message, and to allow myself to release and let go this notion of teaching online classes. My creativity and the pretty things I make are speaking loud and clear. And you can browse my Esty shop at your convenience.



PS: Yes, I’ll still be writing over here, too!



How To Be In Loving Service To Yourself And Others


I no longer have the desire to be famous.

There. I said it.

Ever since I was six years old I’ve had a recurring problem: I was never happy with where I was in the present moment.

I remember my 6th birthday party. I remember making my wish when I blew out the candles. I remember some big person, maybe it was my dad, asking me what I wished for. And I remember saying I wanted to be 10. Because 10 was two numbers and two numbers were better than one.


And it snowballed from there. When I was 10 I wanted to be 13. When I was 13 I wanted to be 18. When I was 18 I wanted to be 20. I was never satisfied or content or happy just being where I was at any given point in time.

All this wanting morphed into a belief that I should be farther along my path than I really am. Which led me to develop my overachieving and overdoing and overly responsible habits. If someone was going to be 110%, it was going to be me.

It’s taken me nearly 53 years to finally figure out that there is no such thing as being more than 100%. All of me equals 100%. More of me, more of 100% is a figment of my imagination. And an unreasonable goal to aspire to.

The person I’m hardest on is myself. All this constant striving and driving for the illusive carrot at the end of a stick is just that: an illusion. And a vain illusion at that.

If I’m hardest on myself, it finally dawned on me that I probably come across as hard on others, too. As if I know what’s best for you. Ha! I don’t. I have no idea what’s best for you. Only you do.

So where’s this leading me?

I’ve decided to turn the dial on my kaleidoscope of life. My current view is still massively skewed to illusions, delusions, untruths, and false beliefs. I need to be in loving service to myself so that I can learn to be in loving service to others.

Here’s how I’ll be in loving service, first to myself and then to you:

Stop taking so much of what happens around me personally.

What others think about me is none of my business. Nothing anyone thinks or says about me is about me. It’s about their perception of me and the darn stinking truth is not too many people are thinking all that much about me anyway. They’re worrying about what they think I might think about them.

Press pause more often.

It’s time to take my own advice and press pause. I jump to conclusions based on limited information and fill in the gaps with my own assumptions. Most of the time, I reach an incorrect ending.

Spend more time on my yoga mat.

And this time I’m not just going through the poses. I will incorporate awareness with each breath and with each movement. Even though I teach yoga, I’m always, always, always a student first.

I don’t know everything.

If I can’t help myself, I’ll find someone who can. If I can’t help you, I’ll connect you with someone who can.


Remain curious.

Somewhere along the line I stopped being curious. Why? Because my know-it-all monkey mind believed it knew everything. I think it still does so I need to counter balance it with curiosity. A few months ago I felt the urge to paint. Who me? Paint? This took a generous amount of curiosity and the suspension of many false beliefs about my own artistic abilities.

Take risks.

Sure I can play it safe and go for the easy plays. Which, of course, creates a false sense of security and a false sense of self-importance. Taking risks means showing up real and stepping into uncertain and unknown territory. It also means shedding layers of my own pretense and make believe.

Do more of what I love and make no apologies for it.

I make things. I write stuff. I paint. (Yes, gosh darn it! I paint.) And I teach. I love to teach. I’m in my element when I’m teaching. Most of the time I teach what I need to learn even when I think I already know it.

Stop multi-tasking.

Sure, at times it’s necessary but not all. the. time. Multitasking is something I can no longer claim to be the epitome of a successful cat herder, writer, teacher, project manager, etc. Multitasking is one big reason why I find it so damn hard to be right here right now. Maybe you do, too.

To remain open to the infinite possibilities of whatever I want to happen.

Again, it’s time to take my own advice and drop the how of things. My monkey mind is determined to convince me that it knows exactly how things should play out. It thinks it knows how to achieve exactly what I want. The truth is, my monkey mind knows jack squat. My monkey mind may come up with two or three ways (maybe four) to achieve X. And then it tries to convince me that these are the only possibilities. Talk about limited thinking. The Universe knows way more than I do. Like galaxies upon galaxies upon galaxies more than I do. The Universe knows unlimited possibilities and outcomes. As long as I’m clear about the WHAT, I can trust that the Universe will deliver on the how.

To pay closer attention to what’s going on inside me rather than outside of me.

The inner quite of discontent. The inner rustle of restlessness. Whatever you want to call it. For me it feels like course sandpaper being rubbed on the inside of my skin. Mindful time on my yoga mat will definitely help with this.

Reduce my time wasters.

A few months ago my twitter account was hacked and I was locked out.

No matter what I did to recover my account, I got caught in the never ending black hole of Twitter non-support. At first I panicked. I had nearly 5,000 followers on twitter. What would they do without me? Excuse me while I have a good belly laugh.

Okay. I’m back.

I was Twitterless for about a month. Yes, I’m back on Twitter, and no, I don’t have 5,000 followers. More like 200 and that’s sweet!

A few months ago I deleted my Facebook “biz” page for my website.

I culled my friends list. I unfollowed a bunch of people who cluttered my newsfeed with mind junk. I’m still not done here. I find myself scrolling through my feed looking for…I don’t know what I’m looking for. Whatever it is, it’s NOT on Facebook.

Recently, I lost my website.

Poof. It disappeared into the vast ether of cyber space. Apparently, hackers got to it and injected all kinds of malware and bullshit and left me with the white screen of nothing. Talk about pressing pause and reassessing. My hosting company said they can roll me back to the last clean copy of my website, October 26, 2016. I’m strongly considering saying aidos. I had grand plans and sales pages and a member forum and maybe I’m barking up the wrong tree. Nothing has ever really materialized from all the ways I’ve tried to have an online business.

But offline…I have a thriving side business teaching yoga and making things that are pretty. Hmmm…I think the Universe is calling. Time for me to answer.

As always, I’m a work in progress.

I’m not aiming for perfection or 110% or to be the best of the best. I’m chiseling away the rough edges and peeling away invisible walls so my light can shine brighter from the inside out.


I’d love to hear from you. How are you in loving service to yourself and others?





Instant Relaxation In 5 Minutes

While my main website is down for the count, I’ve resurrected my old blog on WordPress.com, SerendipitySmiles. It’s like coming home all over again…

Instant Relaxation

Slow down
bring conscious awareness to your breath

Notice your inhale
is it shallow
is it deep
is it somewhere in between

No judgement
simply observe

Notice your exhale
is it short
is it long
is it somewhere in between

no judgment
simply observe

Stay with your breath
right here
right now

count each inhale
begin with 1
you may lose track

and that’s okay
begin from 1 again

stay here
stay connected to this moment

keep your mind focused
on this one thing
your breath

inhale “I am”
exhale “I am now”

you are here
you are now

take a deep inhale
imagine your breath
starting at your toes
traveling up your backside
notice your calves
become aware of your hamstrings
say hello to the small of your back
feel your spine
back of your neck
allow your breath to rest
on the crown of your head

allow and follow your exhale
as it leaves from the front of your body
releasing tension
stress, and worry

face exhales
throat exhales
solar plexus exhales
abdomen exhales
thighs and legs exhale
arms and hands exhale
feet exhale

become aware of your whole body
inhale as if your whole body is inhaling
exhale as if your whole body is exhaling

inhale awareness to the right side of your body
notice any tightness or tension as your internally scan
from the right side of your brain
through your face, shoulder, arm
hand, fingers, chest, ribcage,
right side of heart, right lung
abdomen, hip, leg, foot

No judgement
simply observe

Take 5 deep belly breaths as you continue
to internally scan the right side of your body

Ask the right side of your body if there’s
anything you need to know right now
Ask the right side of your body
if it needs your attention on a specific area
if you receive a response
allow your breath to travel there
allow your mind to follow your breath
allow yourself to see from behind your eyes
inhale awareness to the left side of your body
notice any tightness or tension as your internally scan
from the left side of your brain
through your face, shoulder, arm
hand, fingers, chest, ribcage,
left side of heart, left lung
abdomen, hip, leg, foot

No judgement
simply observe

Take 5 deep belly breaths as you continue
to internally scan the left side of your body

Ask the left side of your body if there’s
anything you need to know right now
Ask the left side of your body
if it needs your attention on a specific area
if you receive a response
allow your breath to travel there
allow your mind to follow your breath
allow yourself to see from behind your eyes

Take a deep relaxing cleansing breath
exhale with a sigh
feel the vibration of sound

inhale deeply
exhale with a sigh
notice where you feel the vibration of sound
in your body

allow your breath to settle into the space
where you feel the sound vibrating

inhale your arms to sky
exhale as you bring your palms together
connect your thumbs to your sacred heart space
take a deep belly breath
as you exhale lower your chin to chest
honoring yourself and the light that shins within


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40+ Simple Ways to Kick Your Over-Thinking Monkey Mind Blues


Have you ever been stuck over-thinking something that happened or something you think will happen only to get your knickers in a bunch?

Right now, what recent past event has you on instant replay 24/7?

Are you “woulda, coulda, shoulding” on yourself because you’re upset at a thing or a person or even yourself?

Maybe it’s not a past event. Maybe you’ve got the future on speed dial because you’re “what iffing” your three favorite doomsday scenarios.

Let’s face it — over-thinking leaves you drained and exhausted:

  • Over-thinking leads to analysis-paralysis and robs you of your peace and poise of mind.
  • Over-thinking is mental exhaustion on the level of running a marathon every day.
  • Over-thinking is a mind-numbing habit that keeps you stuck from living a happy, healthy life.
  • Over-thinking and analysis-paralysis keeps most of us rooted in fear, uncertainty, and doubt.
  • Over-thinking a problem, incessant analysis of replaying a past event or a future event keeps most of us three steps away from our happy.
  • Over-thinking is emotional blackmail that we do to ourselves.


This over-thinking thing is a fish story that goes from guppy to Sperm Whale in 0-60 seconds or less.

I know, it happens to the best of us.

Not too long ago I received an email from my manager at work, “I just heard that you might have all the technologies we use at The Company listed on your LinkedIn profile. That might not be a good idea.”

I quickly checked my profile and simply deleted the one sentence that listed a few of the technologies I managed the implementations for. No worries. Not a big deal. I’m not looking for a job and I very rarely check my LinkedIn account.

And then the thought of someone snooping on me wrapped around my brain and started squeezing.

I checked my LinkedIn profile again. I clicked on “who’s viewed my profile.” An anonymous person from The Company had been lurking. And that just pissed me off. I began deleting every single reference to The Company and then as the over-thinking reached a deafening roar, I deleted my LinkedIn account and all my connections. It didn’t stop there.

Oh no. I went to work the next day and began my own research.

Despite the fact that I shot off my own foot by deleting my account, I was a woman on a mission. I checked the Company’s information policy and learned that anything public facing was well, public. So I clicked through TheCompany.com and went straight to the external job postings for The Company.

Sure enough, the open IT job postings have specific technologies listed.

And then I did a quick search on LinkedIn using a specific technology + The Company. Low and behold it turns up quite a bit of information including for external job postings with specific technology requirements. I could spend 15 minutes on LinkedIn and figure out every single technology used at The Company.

Turns out I deleted my account for no reason. I got pissed off for no reason. I reacted without ever thinking to ask my manager to explain how I was in error. I allowed over-thinking to ruin an entire day.

I did it to myself. You do it to yourself. We insist on keeping a problem a problem by over-thinking it to death. To make matters worse, my recent over-thinking was rather benign…stupid even. I may think I’ve mastered the big stuff life throws my way, but the little things, the pin pricks of life still find their way in to poke at my peace, to test my poise of mind.

10 Ways Over-thinking Destroys Your Happiness and Robs You of Your Peace and Poise of Mind

  1. Over-thinking a problem will keep any problem a problem, which will keep you stuck inside the same problem until you quit thinking about it.
  2. Over-thinking a situation will make the situation worse in direct proportion to the time and energy you spend over-thinking it.
  3. Over-thinking anything prevents your creative problem solving skills from bubbling up.
  4. Over-thinking makes you worry, and worry is nothing more than your imagination concocting a negative future state.
  5. Over-thinking is a time suck — you’re so busy in a negative future state or negative past situation (which you can’t change) that you completely forget about right here right now.
  6. Over-thinking robs you of energy that could be better focused on things that are worthy of your attention.
  7. Over-thinking leads you to second guessing yourself and creates self-doubt.
  8. Over-thinking is a TNT drama that occurs on a stage, inside your head, where you are the director, producer, actor, actress, supporting cast, key grip, sound manager, and executive assistant to the executive assistant of the casting director.
  9. Over-thinking fabricates problems and gory “what if” horror stories.
  10. Over-thinking creates heightened feelings of anger, resentment, jealousy, fear, doubt, indecision, confusion, etc., as if whatever you are over-thinking is happening in real life.

When you break up with over-thinking it’s like writing your own “get out of jail free” card. It doesn’t cost you anything to end your relationship with the drama inside your head. You can decide to focus on things in the present that are deserving of your time and attention whenever you choose.

Before you screw up your day or you week or even your month, check in with your thoughts. What are you over-thinking that’s pissing you off, that’s got you trapped in analysis paralysis, that’s got you shoulding on yourself, or worse, that’s got you what-iffing your life away?

40+ Simple Ways to Kick Your Over-Thinking Monkey Mind Blues

Stop! Enough!

The next time your monkey mind begins to produce a drama worthy of an Oscar, silently shout: “Stop! Enough!” Change the channel to something peaceful.


Train your mind through visualization techniques. When your monkey mind gloms on to something from the past it wants to relive or gets its hooks into a future scenario, replace what your monkey mind wants to watch with something you want to watch.

Visualize a happy memory or simply allow your mind to sink into its happy place. For me, my happy place is sitting in my beach chair with my toes wrapped in warm sand, a good book, and the sound of the Atlantic Ocean as waves greet the shore.

Just Breathe

Turn your attention and focus on our breath.

  • Focus on your inhales and exhales.
  • Slow your breathing down.
  • Take deeper breaths.
  • Relax your jaw.
  • Unclench your fists.
  • Breathe in; Breathe out.
  • Rinse and repeat as often as necessary.

Go For A Walk or a Run

  • Lace up your walking shoes and grab your iPod with your favorite uplifting playlists.
  • Get out of your head, move your body.
  • Swing your arms. Do a few lunges.
  • Walk it out. Sprint. Focus on each step.
  • Pay attention to the way your foot makes contact with the pavement.
  • Get your feel good endorphins flowing through your body.
  • Tune in to the movement of your body and not the instant replay of last week’s argument.


Sometimes, yesterday’s problems or tomorrow’s worries just want to be heard. Take a few minutes when you wake to simply write them down. I have found journaling to be especially effective for my own monkey mind. I keep a small journal with me (I have one that fits in my purse) and I’ve made an agreement with my monkey mind. If the complaint or drama even has the inkling of being persistent, I write it down.

26 Reasons Why I Keep a Journal

  1. It brings me clarity
  2. I can weigh the pros and cons without hearing anyone else give their two-cent opinion
  3. It helps me focus
  4. For accountability
  5. It’s a safe place for all my innermost desire
  6. I can yell in my journal and no one will hear me raise my voice
  7. It increases my self-awareness
  8. It reduces stress
  9. It quiets my monkey mind
  10. I can track my own progress
  11. It becomes great source material
  12. It’s a convenient storage location for thoughts, quotes and inspirational messages
  13. For to-do lists
  14. For done lists (I LOVE my done lists!)
  15. For achievements
  16. A place to work through my struggles
  17. A place to freely complain and then release
  18. A safe place to face my obstacles and deal with them head-on
  19. Questions for the universe when I don’t have any answers
  20. It’s my own self-learning guide
  21. It gives me peace of mind
  22. It’s a dream catcher
  23. It’s a vision illuminator
  24. For answers from the universe when I’m quiet enough to hear my “inner knower
  25. It’s an idea incubator
  26. It’s a judgment-free zone

Engage In Your Favorite Hobby

Over-thinking is not productive. In fact, it’s in cahoots with procrastination and making excuses. Over-thinking produces no results and offers no solutions. Switch gears and do something you enjoy!

  • Read
  • Crochet
  • Knit
  • Hike
  • Bike
  • Paint
  • Garden
  • Workout
  • Dance
  • Sing
  • Play
  • Build
  • Cook
  • Bake
  • Organize

Be Mindful

What-ever you decide to do, engage your full attention on that activity.

  • Be mindful of each word your read.
  • Be mindful of each stitch you crochet or knit.
  • Be mindful of the sights and sounds as you hike or bike.
  • Be mindful of the texture of your paint and the colors you’re using.
  • Be mindful of the scents of the flowers in your garden.
  • Be mindful of each rep as you do sit-ups, push-ups, squats, and lunges.
  • Be mindful of each dance step.
  • Be mindful of each note as you sing.
  • Be mindful when you’re goofing off and playing in the sandbox with your kids.
  • Be mindful of each nail you hammer.
  • Be mindful of the curve of the bell pepper as you slice and dice one for your salad.
  • Be mindful of the thoughts you think and the beliefs you attach to each thought.
  • Be mindful of the words you use, whether you’re talking to yourself or talking to others.
  • Be mindful of your actions – are they pulling you closer to the life you want or pushing you farther away?

Stand Up for Yourself

One of the biggest reasons why over-thinking gets the best of you is because you’re not standing up for yourself. Your boundaries may be weak or non-existent. Even if you have them, you get incensed when someone tramples across them. Your boundaries are your responsibility to enforce. If someone crosses them, speak up.

In my case, I felt that my integrity was called into question. Or at the very least my entire background in information security was put into question. Instead of stewing in self-righteous anger, I emailed my manager with the results of my research and I did let him know how much it bothered me and how creeped out I felt that someone from The Company was “snooping.”

Journaling helped me figure out why I was feeling what I was feeling. I even wrote out the email to my manager inside my journal first. By standing up for myself, I was able to let go of the drama that was getting bigger and bigger in my head. Sure, I had to wait the weekend before my manager and I spoke about this, but he let me know he received my email.

He heard me. Right there I won 90% of the inner TNT drama. The rest I took care of by kickboxing on Saturday and then by getting my butt kicked by my personal trainer on Sunday. I was simply too tired to over-think anything.

Your turn – leave a comment and share what works for you when your over-thinking monkey mind wants to rule the roost. Is there something I’ve suggested here that you’ll experiment with the next time your monkey mind gets its knickers in bunch?

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