- Meditate on life's greatest moments. Recalling the 'Happy Days,' what made those times special? Recall the ingredients that made those days so delicious and relive the pleasure.
- Envision how joy works. What do I love to do? How and when do I love to do it? With whom? What has made me leap out of bed or gleefully back into it?
- Live the lifestyle of a million happy moments. These little miracles that bring a buzz, a thrill, a lasting vibration? My personal 'Gee... Wow' buttons, how can I push them more often? If life is a leap, how do I become a kangaroo?
- Be the master of a dietary destiny of my own creation. If we are made in God's image, isn't it time we choose a God of love and beauty? Are we inherently evil and beyond redemption, or can we be whole and healthy in this life time?
A life style of strength with staying power, flowing energy permeating the bog of self-defeat, does all this feels so unnatural, so un-me? Somehow I have convinced myself that I will fail at any master plan. I simply don't feel masterful because I still hide in the false security of self-depreciation. Believing is half the battle. Maintaining faith in order to augment our daily practice only gets easy when happiness is free to become ordinary.
This issue of mastership has been taken up before. Overeaters Anonymous, like their inspirational parent AA, links to a God concept, a spiritual master of one's own choosing, "...a Power greater than ourselves."
In their twelve-steps plan the master role is surrendered, by admitting one is frail and vulnerable in the face of such a daunting task. As they put it "We admitted we were powerless over food ‹ that our lives had become unmanageable."
If you are of the school that one needs to do it 'alone,' this ego-based strategy of pride (or in a more positive light 'rugged individualism') needs to fit into the reality of your real-life track record. Are you up to the task of winging it alone?
To be the master, the plan needs to respect our own ability to defeat disciplinary steps we don't truly support. I need to recognize my unwitting ability to undermine my own 'good intentions' with inaction, and so paving the way to a personal hell.
Many of us are still rebellious teens at heart. The Master-within must speak to this inner 'naughty' child and negotiate a workable solution. Parents of teenage children know what I mean.
A four, seven, or twelve step plan needs a beginning. Self abuse is no way happy nor free. Our right of liberty from addiction must be earned in the battlefield of daily bread. Our pursuit of happiness is reflective of our love of the fight. Happy is who happy does.
Welcome to Happy:
Works for me!
In a diet the pursuit of Happiness really matters.
The pursuit of happiness is a philosophical cornerstone to faiths and nations. In real life terms, when we want to get in shape, to feel happy about how we look, we need to know what is right for us and do it. Knowing the way people are by nature also suggests, life needs to be fun, for any diet to work. Guilt and anxiety just doesn't seem to have any staying power. We may employ these classical tools of shame and self ridicule... but in the long haul, being happy matters a whole lot more.
For a diet plan to stick, somehow we need to make the diet jolly, delicious, amusing, personally challenging. A successful diet should be the natural outcome of some kind of meaningful personal quest. There has to be built-in surprises, dynamic vistas, wonderment and esthetic bounty to compete with all the distractions available today.
That a diet should be happier than our addictions is a tall order. No surprise most diets fail. To recreate a self image, a complete life style of positivism from the accumulated down turns of a life time, is a bit too much to ask. Yet the hell of feeling out of control, lost in a downward spiraling vortex of oral addictions, requires drastic measures.
Making a personal inventory of what makes me happy now, and what I remember made me so in the past, is a good place to start. Happiness seems key here. If I am about to enter into the darkened doorway of dieting, a pocket full of tactical glow bombs to throw at the approaching enemy as they attack from my own subconscious shadows, is essential. Any light in the deep recesses of the crania make winning more probable.
Reflection on my successes, and then incorporating these strengths and insights into the Master's plan, is the first step to a successful diet. 'A happy me' is the oxymoron that defeats, the koan that brings enlightenment, and the practical path to weighing less. To overcome the underlying self doubt, that derails personal initiative and festers within most obese, needs masterful planning... And, even more, persistent action. Perseverance furthers, inaction breeds self contempt.
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