Just Breathe: How to Keep the Weight of Life from Burdening your Spirit

Just Breathe: How to Keep the Weight of Life from Burdening your Spirit

laurawatkinsyogaheadshotMany thanks to Laura Watkins for today’s post! Laura Watkins is a marketing manager who moonlights as a yoga instructor. She has developed programs for individuals with multiple sclerosis and spinal cord injury and has taught individuals from a wide range of demographics. She is also the former editor for the National Center on Health, Physical Activity and Disability and a certified personal trainer through the American Council on Exercise. Laura is passionate about helping others lead healthy, active and independent lifestyles. She is currently training for her first half-marathon since giving birth to her daughter Ava Grace.

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The other day I was listening to a friend share how her life has gotten so stressful that she’s had to increase her anxiety medication so that she can focus on her demanding job. Although she is going to therapy, has hired a maid and is exercising consistently, she’s completely overwhelmed. This woman is smart and successful. She has a darling family and a beautiful home in a nice part of town, and yet she can barely get through her day without having a stress-induced meltdown.

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Choosing Sanity over Stress

Choosing Sanity over Stress

I recently had someone tell me that they had found our company through a web search and that they wanted to do everything we were doing because it looked so fun. It was all I could do to not laugh out loud. We must be doing a great job of keeping our outward appearances looking fairly well put together if this all looks fun. Knowing what is often happening behind the scenes, it’s downright comical.

Is it risky to come onto your company’s blog and admit you don’t have it all together? Don’t answer me, I know that it’s a terrible idea. But it’s worth it to put an honest face forward if it means sharing with others what we’re learning in the process.

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Stress More, Feel Worse

Stress More, Feel Worse

It would be really easy for me to lie to you guys and churn out a super motivational post about how great I feel after a week of running as I planned and meditating every morning before work and being better at time management and stress. But the truth is, that would be total bull. I failed at every single goal I set this week, and not like by a little bit, by a whole lot.

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Stress Less, Live Better

Stress Less, Live Better

So, I know that I’ve posted in the past about dealing with stress, anxiety, and depression while working, but I have to admit something to you all. Lately, I have been terrible about managing stress and striking that work-life balance I was so proud to have achieved once upon a time. In the past few weeks I have been speeding from task to task, working late into the night, early in the morning, anytime my husband is home and can wrangle Maddy, using our nanny as much as I can, and whenever my phone is in my hands I’m totally sucked into my email, which is always. At the end of the week last week, I plopped down at a table with Jennifer and neither of us could really even say anything to one another. We had both worked ourselves to the bone and had arrived at our meeting place weary and exhausted. Then, when eating lunch I dropped an oily green bean on my new pants right before we were leaving to meet with a client. WTF, universe?! 

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The Value of Meditation In Your Work Life

The Value of Meditation In Your Work Life

The concept of meditation isn’t new to me. In fact, when I was growing up, my family belonged to a Buddhist temple—my parents were aging hippies and avid believers in the power of meditation. But for me, especially at a young age, going to an hour-long meditation at the temple was like willingly submitting myself to an hour of torture. Everyone would close their eyes and I’d do the same, only to open mine five minutes later. I’d stare at the monks’ shiny heads and then inspect all the gongs, one by one. I’d count people, count the statues in the temple, sing a few songs in my head, see if I could do a cartwheel without anyone noticing, then I’d sit back down, opening my eyes sleepily when everyone else did so they all noticed how good I was at meditating and how spiritually mature I was.

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