Category Archives: Stress Reduction

Sheltering in Place

RESET!

Seems as though our bright, hopeful, shiny new year has been put on pause. If it were a computer, we’d unplug it for ten seconds and try again.

Just press the reset button, please!

Friends around the world have already been caught up in this novel coronavirus, COVID-19, and have been touched by the suffering. Whether physical, mental, emotional, or financial – the burden, inconvenience, and sorrow are all going to be felt for a protracted period of time worldwide.

In my town, we were just getting back on our feet from a devastating hurricane two years ago. In other areas around the globe, wounds are still fresh from fierce fires, floods, or devastating tornadoes.

As the virus creeps across America and starts to threaten us close to home, we are seeing the value of laying low and sheltering in place.

Work from home. Learn online. No more events that draw crowds. Just this weekend, at least five of my activities were cancelled until further notice.

We are a mobile society. We go and do all the time.

If possible, we are being asked to avoid crowds and to stay home. I totally applaud this approach as it is the only way we can be proactive – to get ahead of the eight ball – rather than waiting to react after it is too late.

How this laying low is going to further disrupt families with children and parents who still must work away from home is mind-boggling.

If we must press this RESET button then, let’s embrace it.

Are there neighbors who need help with childcare? Is your elderly neighbor lonely, isolated, and in need of food?

If we each take care of our own little spot, then we can all move forward in a better, healthier, and unified way.

Personally, how are you resetting yourself? I’m feeling such a calmness, as even enjoyable obligations are being released. This is a time of just being … and it can be refreshing.

Meditate, read, talk to others at home more, call friends and relatives, or putter in the garden.

This is my chance to declutter my environment – this is the “round tuit” I’ve been looking for. I’m “getting around to (doing) it” now. Pull out clothes I no longer wear; organize some drawers; get rid of outdated magazines, and anything else that might lighten my visual load at home.

As it is a holy season for two faith communities, I am reminded of the image of the first Passover when the faithful were hunkered down at home waiting for the plague of death to pass over their homes during the night.

Our season of staying home, being watchful and careful and praying for this virus to pass by us, will last longer than one night.

Being smart in our activities – mindfully following guidelines, helping those around us, and keeping calm are tasks we all can master – together.  

We can press this RESET button in unison-

Deidre

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Then This Happened on the Way to Sharing a Recipe

To fill the “one bite at a time promise” for this post, I was going share a recipe or a cooking tip, but on the way…

Grief struck. Abject sadness. Tears. Quiet sobs.

It will be two years this May since I bid my husband goodbye, until we would meet again.

Grief never ends, and it rears its sad, sometimes choking, presence at unexpected times.

It was a beautiful day. I happily cooked breakfast for my grandkids whom I watched that week. I had slept well enough – although there was a dream about my husband’s last moments – but I’ve had those before with no discernable aftereffects.

Surely, this episode of overt grief will pass; it usually always does – but there was a different quality to this – something … sadder … deeper.

Thoughts of sharing recipes are replaced with the need to breathe and not break into tears with full-blown sobbing in front of grandchildren before they leave for school.

Get out.

Pull myself together.

Walk the dog.

Get into the car and drive somewhere in this unfamiliar town I’m visiting.

Be pro-active.

Help myself.

“Yes, Ma’am!”

So, I dutifully checked off all the things that had helped in the past, and by the time I got home, I was much the same …

This was new grief territory for me. Have you experienced something like this? Just when you think you have that “grief thing” pretty well-experienced, some new reaction pops up to blind-side you?

I moved on to reach out to a friend who provided the phone support I needed, but still …

Taking the smallest measurable amount of a prescription nerve pill helped get me across the line from lingering deep sadness to genuinely okay. Taking any medication is a last resort for me and many of my readers.

Knowing how to self-reboot is important. Notice that rebooting went through several stages. Did I feel like leaving the house – walking the dog – driving to a store?

Absolutely not.

I felt like diving under my weighted blanket for the rest of the day.

But take the necessary steps I did. Don’t wait until you feel like helping yourself. That might not happen.

“Oh, you’re sad! Take an anti-depressant … take a nerve pill.”

We must be careful. Being sad is a normal part of life – the ebb and flow of normal human experience. Knowing when some extra help is needed is crucial for the balance we all hope to find.

Self-awareness will guide us to know when extra help is needed. For the grief process, a national group called Grief Share holds meetings across America. Our local chapter is even expanding its group sharing opportunities to meet the needs of the growing number of people dealing with grief.

Perhaps you may be having too many of those days with a black hole of grief that cripples your participation in the world. Just one day was more than I ever want to have.

Join me into looking for a Grief Share meeting nearby and making the time in what may be a jam-packed schedule to put your needs first.

We’ll share recipes next time. I’ve got a meeting to go to.

In health-

Deidre

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She Ain’t Heavy … Oh, Weight …

We promise posts about better health one bite … one breath … one movement at a time.

Oh look! It’s the Golden Doodle Oodles!

Last week, the post “Ooodles of Doodles” shared a daily living philosophy of being in the moment, and how easily our pets remind us of that. File that one under “breath.”

Today is about movement – or lack thereof.

Wait!

This is not about cracking the whip to guilt us all into jogging.

It’s about that time of day that is the key restorative time for our bodies. The time of day, if we don’t do this one key thing, our health will come down like a house of cards.

Sleep.

Check out the Toolkit for Wellness’s chapter on sleep to learn of how sleep deprivation ramps up hunger for starchy carbs, as well as how it can impede response to insulin.

Do you find sleep comes more easily if you are buried under a mountain of blankets? It may be more than just the cold that’s causing you to dive deep into the down comforters or quilts. It’s the weight.

Weight?

Yes. Turns out that all those blankets weighing you down are – weighing you down. Their cumulative weight is stimulating deep touch pressure receptors in your muscles, giving you the benefits of an all-night hug.

Hugs cause a release of the hormone oxytocin which may have benefits for depression, anxiety, and other problems. In general, oxytocin leaves you feeling calm, tranquil, and loving. Ahhh. Some articles I’ve read have cited a positive effect on serotonin and melatonin release with using weighted blankets; both hormones positively effect quality of sleep.

Temple Grandin

Perhaps you are aware of Temple Grandin – author, speaker, professor at Colorado State University, and PhD in animal science – whose life story was made into a movie? She developed a “squeezing machine” that would surround her with a hug, causing deep touch pressure, and would alleviate her anxiety attacks.

Temple Grandin’s Squeeze Machine

Dr. Grandin is on the Autism Spectrum. Her story is fascinating, and you can learn more about this amazing woman HERE.

For years, many people with ASD have relied on weighted blankets to sooth them through feelings of crisis and anxiety. Now, weighted blankets have gone mainstream.

I’ve always enjoyed a little extra weight on me when sleeping. Doesn’t matter if it’s in the heat of summer; sleeping just under a sheet has never been an option. I sort of feel like I’m going to float away.

Maybe I’m on the spectrum? Doesn’t matter.

I recently had the chance to use a weighted blanket. Wow! There’s such a feeling of being grounded, safe, snug, and relaxed. My restless legs did not move. It’s something I might consider purchasing.

If you are having issues with not getting a restful slumber, I highly recommend you consider trying one, if your physician agrees.

There are several medical conditions and personal phobias that would preclude your using a weighted blanket. Diabetes, skin issues, circulatory problems, pregnancy, and others– ask your doctor first, just to be safe.

And more is not better. The added weight is achieved through small pockets of plastic pellets, glass beads, flax seeds, or other materials. The rule of thumb is to use a blanket that is 10% of your body weight plus two pounds. If you get too warm when sleeping, then forget selecting the two extra pounds. If menopausal hot flashes are a bother, forget buying the weighted blanket at all.

Note: There is a danger if using on infants or small children. Always consult your pediatrician first.

Weighted blankets come in all sizes. The one I tried was like a throw blanket and was enough to cover my core body but leave my feet free if I stretched out. They are widely available online and in stores.

The only negative I can imagine if someone used a weighted blanket regularly, is not being able to adapt to not having a one when traveling. Trust me; you don’t want to put one into your carry on. Heavy.

Yours in health –

Deidre

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Oodles For Doodles!

I live in the best of three worlds.

At my home, I answer only to myself. Sneezes are caused by the pollen of spring or the dust bunnies born of my own housekeeping neglect. Leaving home is never a bother – pack and go – no concerns except providing for withering houseplants.

At my daughter’s, I am blessed with grand-cats. Feline independence can be charming. Watching this sister-pair explore and tame their world is both, a relaxing and amusing pastime. One quick to purr, and one who is a great gecko chaser. These two send my daughter off to work from the driveway and manage to frequently greet her from the doorstep at day’s end.

At my son’s, I am blessed with a grand-dog, and her, frequently-visiting, litter-mate from across the street. Blurs of fur streaking through the house in total glee of brother and sister antics fill our eyes. Two shades of Golden Doodle delight. All gentleness and ever-present love.

Sneezing is high on the list today as my grandkids and I had to wage war on fur balls and the resulting dust gathering in them. So much sneezing! Ahhh-choo! Amazing how these hypo-allergenic dogs still shed enough to alter air quality.

But all’s good now.

Who would mind a little extra effort if it afforded a daily gaze into eyes filled with love and adoration – to that wagging tail signaling delight at seeing you – to that softness of fur as you stroke and pat a creature that accepts you just as you are? Or to that purring we interpret as total contentment in our arms?

While it’s nice to not have to worry about what to do with a beloved pet when I exit the house or leave for a trip, there is something I’m missing by being animal-free. But there’s one lesson I’m definitely taking home with me as I leave my furry grand-dog.

Our four-legged friends are the perfect example of how to live in the present.

Granted, their realms of responsibilities are not the same as ours. While we may stress about earning enough money to afford their kibble, they’re only anxiety is getting their bowl filled if we neglect their exact mealtime.

Overall, our precious, furry friends seem to be models of living in the present.

Wisely, this is the only thing anyone or anything can affect. Make this moment the best and enjoy it!

Be your best self – right now.

In health-

Deidre

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Splat!

Have you ever been wound up so tightly – that even slightly relaxing – was found to be impossible?

That feeling. if you let go just a little bit. you may go SPLAT against the wall of life?

Somehow the stressors in life have so overwhelmed you, it was all you could do to keep it together?

Like you are going to splat if you don’t relax – but if you do, which isvirtually impossible – your world without your hyper-vigilance was going to splat anyway?

Very unhealthy.

Face plant.

Been there. Done that.

My nerves were so tight and my emotions were so bottled up that, as I lay on the adjusting table in the chiropractor’s office being treated for (of all things) pulled muscles, any adjustment was impossible. The chiropractor asked me to relax my back. Ha!

“I can’t do it,” I whimpered.

Then the tears started to flow, and I eventually relaxed enough.

That was a few years ago; but recently, a friend of mine was facing a similar situation. Muscles tight, heart racing, and stressful thinking seemingly trying to take her over. Definitely a SPLAT in the making.

Feeling that helpless and hopeless feeling in her text, I called her on the phone, and I instructed my Alexa to “play meditation music.”.Before she could get even more wound up telling me what the matter was, I instructed her to lie down and listen to the music.

Across the miles, she spent several minutes listening to this amazing, calming, gentle music with melodies that evolve into other ones – never disappointing or ending too soon – until calm, peace, and even a comforting sense of trust develops in the listener’s mind and body.

She was amazed when her heart had began to slow down.

Then we talked about breathing.

It’s not a lot of phooey, readers. Just breathe. Listen to the air coming in through your nose. Feel it swirl around in your sinuses and down into your lungs. Feel your chest and belly rise and then fall as you exhale.

It’s call mindfulness. Meditation. Breathing. Whatever you call it, it works. Just be mindful only of your breathing and let the music caress you. If your thoughts stray to something else, that’s fine, just gently guide them back to your breathing and the music.

If you find yourself ready to SPLAT, it’s quite likely a mental/spiritual/physical emergency! Before your symptoms take you out, stop and do the mindful breathing and music, if possible.

Stress kills.

After our call ended, my friend used her phone’s Siri app to find meditation music and she continued her therapy. A short time later, her heart rate was normal and she could face the day.

Our minds are so powerful. We cannot take the stress out of our lives, but we must have and use the tools available to us to respond to and handle that stress in more healthful ways.

That’s why I’ve named my business Toolkits for Health. In my blog, books, and seminars, the goal is to give readers and participants the tools they need to improve their lives through mind/body/spirit health approaches that are easy to do.

Click on the link below to learn more about what I am offering through Toolkits for Health on my new website called DeidreEdwards.com!

Your stress management needs may also call for counseling from an experienced professional. Please do not hesitate to contact a pastor, counselor, doctor, or other health professional for help. Help is there. Even free help. You are not alone.

Since New Year’s Eve, I have been plagued with a blocked and slow draining gland on the upper eyelid of one eye. The treatment – short of surgery – has been twice daily wet, hot eye compresses for four months, and nightly compresses since then. I’ve combined listening to meditation music in a dimly lit room for 10 minutes right before bed as a way to making the compress routine enjoyable.

Guess who is relaxed before bed? Sometimes I ask Alexa to “stop playing in one hour,” so I can sail off to sleep with gentle music.

Mindful breathing can be worked into any routine. Make it work for you. Maybe a session of breathing and meditation music can start your day as well.

To finish the start of my friend’s now calmer morning, I suggested she stand and raise her arms up into the air to silently thank her Creator for the new day, her new calm, and to receive strength, power, and wisdom to live her day in confidence.

Works for me. Worked for her. Tap into these calming and strengthening tools to not only avoid splatting but to face each day with peace.

In health-

Deidre

Pumpkin, Turkey, and Tears

New Bern, NC ­- We are in the midst of what are supposed to be some of the happiest times of the year: Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukah, and New Year’s Day – to name a few. Maybe a birthday or an anniversary will be added to the mix. Some of us, however, may be caught up in the poignancy of All Saints’ Day Memorials – remembering those who have passed away in the last year – or in Veterans’ Day tributes to those who have given their all for us in battles of war.

Still others are recovering from the storms and insults of life, or people who have left us feeling wreaked and gutted.

Whether it was Hurricane Florence or bitter family disputes that may have resulted in the physical and emotional rugs being jerked out from under us, many of us are just trying to suck in all of our emotions.

Stiff upper lip and all of that.

But is that the right approach?

Wisdom from the old adage about “a good cry will do you good” goes way beyond recognizing that a few moments of catharsis just feels good. There’s actual science behind this!

Here’s a summary of today’s research. Sources are cited at the conclusion of this post.

Tears are produced round-the-clock; in fact, our lacrimal glands produce about 10 ounces of   tears a day and 30 gallons a year. Toddlers probably exceed that.

There are three types of tears:

Basal tears – the protein-rich ones that are produced to provide moisturizing and antimicrobial benefits with each blink.

Reflex tears – the kind that happen as a natural reaction to irritants such as dust, wind, or onions.

Emotional tears – these are the ones we are talking about with crying. Crying is a natural human response to stress.

Turns out, tears have many physiological and psychological benefits from the chemicals they contain:

Tears release toxins from the body – The tears we release when crying actually wash away the chemicals that raise the stress hormone (cortisol) inside of us. Other chemicals found in our emotional tears include the “feel good” hormones, called endorphins, that help to decrease pain.

Chemicals in tears can kill bacteria – The antimicrobial properties in tears are so strong, they can destroy the cell wall of bacteria, and have been shown to help kill anthrax.

Tears improve vision – Who hasn’t noticed their blurry vision improve with the addition of moisture?

Tears improve our moods – Thanks to their hormone rich content – the happy, feel good, and pain-relieving hormones, oxytocin and endorphins, tears have been shown to work better than an antidepressant for self-soothing and mood elevation according to a 2008 study.

Tears relieve stress – Stress activates our Sympathetic Nervous System or our fight-or-flight response. Tears counter that by activating our calming system called the Parasympathetic System. Again, our tears cause the stress hormones and toxins to wash away, thereby reducing tension. As one article pointed out, tears are certainly a healthier option to punching a brick wall and cause no physical injury, no headaches, and do not contribute to higher blood pressures.

Tears can enhance communication – Tears can defuse tense moments and can put an emphasis on the emotional component of a verbal exchange.

So, like so many seemingly exclusively emotional things, tears in crying are the result of a build-up of stress in our body. This stress is not just in our heads, it’s physically in our bodies in the form of real hands-on hormones and toxins.

A good cry helps to physically wash those bad guys from our system and allows for the addition of feel-good and pain-relieving hormones. It’s that simple.

If you aren’t going to be home for Christmas; if your family does not look like a Norman Rockwell painting; if you are going to spend the first holidays without a special someone; chances are, a good cry may come your way.

That’s okay.

Hallmark movies are great opportunities to shed a self-focused tear or two. But my wish for you and myself is to make an extra effort to reach out to others in similar circumstances (or worse) and be a light in the darkness for them. Call others on a whim. Surprise an acquaintance with a small gift or flower, or physically be there for someone in need.

Now, if you find yourself crying all of the time for no apparent reason, or if it’s uncontrollable, you may need more than another box of Kleenex. You may need to see the doctor. Be alert for signs of depression in yourself or others which will also include some, or all, of the following indicators:

  • Trouble concentrating or focusing your thoughts
  • Trouble making even small decisions
  • Extra fatigue or loss of energy
  • Feelings of worthlessness, guilt, or helplessness
  • Feeling hopeless
  • Sleeping too much or not enough
  • Once pleasurable activities no longer give you pleasure
  • Over- or under- eating
  • Unexplained aches and pains
  • Anxiety that does not go away
  • Suicidal thoughts or self-harming actions

Depression will not be fixed by a good cry. Depression is not fixed by “pulling up your own boot straps.” If you see yourself in the list above, please make contacting a physician a priority. You do not have to feel like that. There is help!

Enjoy your pumpkin. Enjoy your turkey. And, yes, enjoy the benefits of a good cry. We all need to indulge once in a while!

In health-

Deidre

Medicaldaily.com, Lizette Borreli, May 19, 2015

Psychologytoday.com, Judith Orloff, MD, July 27, 2010

Medicalnewstoday.com, Lena Burgess, October, 7, 2017

New Beginnings

The fall still strikes me as a season of fresh starts. Are you the same? The whole back-to-school atmosphere of late August makes me think of fresh yellow No. 2 pencils and a brand-new box of Crayola’s.

In fact, I do have a new pack of watercolor brush pens. They are so fun to use and allow for better blending of colors, unlike my usual markers. I’ve taken up adult coloring opportunities once more and have even dabbled in some free-hand drawing. It’s a part of my device-free going to bed routine.

After taking 28 days of vacation out of town to reconnect and refresh – my physical and emotional fatigue, grief, and jet lag have taken a toll. Spending 15 minutes with my new watercolor brush pens takes me away from those blue electronic screens, and completely relaxes my mind and body in preparation for a restful night.

If sleep is eluding you, if you just cannot unplug your mind, bring out those crayons, pens, pencils, or brushes to help disconnect and calm yourself for sleep.

Speaking of going on vacation and the start of school, do you remember those composition assignments that are often assigned?

“What I did during summer vacation?”

As regular readers already know, it’s been two or three years since I’ve had any kind of time off. It was pure bliss to reconnect with friends I hadn’t seen for forty years in Sacramento, California. Then I flew to the Big Island of Hawaii where I basked in paradise at my daughter’s home. I hope you have had some type of time away from your normal schedule. It’s so healing to just walk away from it all – even for just a few days.

Deidre and Serena

However, we cannot save our “reset” time for just two weeks each year. There needs to be more stimulating, yet relaxing, time   plugged into our weekly lives – other than another Hallmark movie. Getting together with a few friends to play a board game may be just the trick you need for a mid-week time of de-stressing.

I remember our daughter doing this through college, medical school, and residency. She would have a few friends over and play a board game to socialize and relieve stress. We played board games, cards, and dominoes, with our kids when they were younger; but the habit stopped there for me except for playing Uno with the grandkids.

Well, after several rounds of Rummikub one evening this week, I’m – shall we say – back in the game! I had forgotten how much fun it was to laugh over a game. It was the crowning jewel to the day. If you are trying to expand your social circle, or to reach out to another person, an evening of playing board games is non-threatening and almost guaranteed to be a good laugh.

Along with all this laughter and positive attitude, I am finding a need to reset myself. Other than the obvious changes that come with grief and widowhood, my body is clamoring for some attention. Too many good habits have gone by the wayside as caregiver stress mounted for over two years.

Are you feeling the pains of back-sliding from healthful habits? We’re all in the same boat. For whatever the reason, we need to stop and press reset. This fall season of fresh beginnings seems an ideal time to refocus on personal well-being.

Like the classroom instruction starting up all around us, we would do well to remember how learning happens. Teachers guide young minds to learn one concept at a time. When that concept is mastered through practice and application, the next concept is introduced. Children put all of those concepts together to create a bigger whole. Learn the alphabet and the sounds each letter makes. Put those letters together to form words and then sentences. Eventually, books are read.

What do you want to accomplish for yourself? Lose weight? Cut out soda? Exercise more? Write a book? Start a business? Go back to school?

Remember the children? They didn’t start with Moby Dick, they started with letters. One letter at a time. Even before writing letters, they had to learn how to hold the pencil!

I’m feeling the same way about losing the weight and flab that have crept on these last two years. The reset button has been pushed, folks.

Silver Sneakers Aerobics class attendance has been ramped up from once a week to twice!

Daily one-minute planks have resumed each morning. Confession: my public foodtalk4you Facebook quest to keep up planks during vacation traveling was a dismal failure; but they were replaced by a lot of walking, and even heavy yard work.

Today, I just started keeping a food and exercise journal. Nothing like logging in every bite and sip I take! This creates a lot of personal accountability and has already encouraged me to do an extra round of planks and squats and to drink extra water.

Everything that has been shared about journaling for goals is true. The effect is immediate. The desire to improve is fleshed out in action through this simple accountability tool. Grab a piece of paper and write down your daily progress for a personal goal.

Take things a step further by liking our foodtalk4you Facebook page where you will see the picture of my little journal entry. Please make a comment below that picture to share your goals. Check in periodically with an update as to your progress or share some difficulties. We’re in this together to help and cheer each other on to success!

Time to start putting together my dinner salad consisting of sliced grilled chicken on a bed of mixed greens topped with freshly sautéed green beans and corn kernels,  pear chunks, blueberries, carrots, and blue cheese crumbles. All topped off with a simple balsamic vinaigrette.

Starting over –

Deidre

 

 

 

 

 

The Continuum of Life

I often think of life in terms of a river. In the beginning, we are each a drop of water floating along…sometimes at a lazy trickle over pebbles … sometimes on top of a leaf scurrying along a fast stream …sometimes rushing along in the swift currents of a raging river. We ride alongside other drops in an ever-changing scene. Some drops are carried away from us at a faster pace, but with the ebb and flow of currents we may once again float along with them as neighbors.

We can see various forks in the river up ahead.

Virgil James Edwards

My sweetheart and I had been riding along this beautiful river of life for almost 42 years, and we knew the river would soon split. Soulful, heartfelt, and practical preparations were made as the leaf we were riding on ever-so-gradually began to split in two. The last tender thread that connected us gave way, and Virgil’s portion floated away onto another river branch called Eternity.

Rest in Peace, my Love. We will be together again one day.

Later this summer, I will be busy writing again. There is much to share in Foodtalk4you about life habits, great foods to eat, and exercise tips that will increase our quality of life. Remember, we’re floating along this journey together.

Bone health is a topic foremost on my mind as I will share my efforts to move that bone density scan from osteopenia/osteoarthritis to normal bone density. Hint: There’s a lot more exercise happening and collagen consumption going on.
But first, there is the business side of dying that is on the front burner; then catching up on home projects clamoring for attention, and finally, taking that long overdue REST with my family!

Oh, joy!

This fall, I will also be writing the last chapters of my next book, Toolkit for Caregivers. It is a project I hope to share with others on a grand scale. There will be presentations nationwide for caregivers who need tips, hints, and practical how-to ideas for taking care of someone who is confined to a hospital bed at home. The need for this supportive and encouraging information is great, and I feel “called” to help others walking that path.

So, my dear and patient readers, I’ll be getting back in touch with you at the end of summer and early fall. Until then, I am listening to my body, mind, and soul and am entering into a period not of inactivity but of calm. My transition into flying solo has actually been full of activity but has lacked nature’s touch.

Ocean waves beckon. Stargazing beckons. Quiet forests beckon. I need to heed the call of nature and the deep desire to spend time with family.

Peace-

Deidre

I’m Walkin’ On Sunshine …

Have you ever taken a bath in a forest? I don’t mean skinny dipping in a cold stream, either.

It’s called shinrin-yoku, and is Japanese for “forest bathing” or, just time spent outdoors drenching yourself in the wonderfulness of the natural expanses around you.

I remember special times as a child doing this high up on my perch in a giant tree in Portland, Oregon, gazing at the world above, below, and around me. Then there were times in San Jose, California, as I lay sprawled out on the grass trying to feel the  world turn while watching the clouds above float by.

The happiness, joy, peace, and contentment I felt was more than just being a kid without responsibilities; although that did help, I’m sure. It was a part of a deep primal need to be grounded to the earth and to be connected to nature.

The results we all know and have experienced – but yay – (wink) – they are now confirmed with science! Stress hormones drop, anxiety lessens, and blood pressures normalize when we surround ourselves with nature. Did you need a study to tell you that concrete jungles and office cubicles aren’t healthy?

Me neither.

As a 24/7 caregiver, I miss bathing in nature the most. There’s just not enough time away to do the necessary errands, get some exercise time, and bathe in nature to any great extent.

Last summer, a walk with our adult children in the majestic redwood forests of Northern California was a holy experience. Quietly stepping into the ancient tabernacle of giant redwoods was life-changing! I return to that experience often to relive the awe and wonder of it. Presently, extended slow walks to the mailbox and some time spent on the back porch swing have to satisfy that deep need for now.

Where do you go to bathe in nature?

Here in Eastern North Carolina, many turn to the water. Time in a boat on the river or time sitting on one of our beautiful beaches satisfies many. Time to unplug from the rat race and reconnect to the REAL WORLD of nature.

Still others in our area enjoy year-round golfing opportunities. While designed by man, golf courses do follow the natural terrain and are certainly a place of green-ness. Pun intended. While hitting that little white ball around can often be frustrating, golfers’ experiences can be tempered by the loveliness of the course.

Keep forest bathing tucked in the back of your mind for a minute while I seem to change subjects.

I recently listened to a TED talk about the biggest predictor of longevity. Diet? Exercise? Weight control?

Nope.

All of the usual suspects were way down the list.

Friends? Social connections? Getting warmer…

The best indicator of longevity turned out to be the number of daily face-to-face connections we had. Smiling at people. Striking up brief conversations with strangers. Laughing about the human condition with someone while in line at the bank. Lamenting about the price of tomatoes with a fellow shopper. Little connections. With humans. Face-to-face.

Not all that different from connecting with Mother Nature.

Making connections. It’s vitally important to a well-balanced life. In fact, I have long called such pleasantries with strangers as “making the day.” We need to do more of that.

Having philosophized about connections with man and nature, let me share with you something wonderful that happened recently that sort of ties this all together.

As a member of our local Chamber of Commerce, I always try to schedule an outing from caregiving duties that coincides with our Chamber’s monthly Business-AfterHours event. It’s a time to make connections: renew personal friendships and a chance to start new business connections. There are always door prizes.

Yours truly won one of the main door prizes! I had never heard of a Dash Caddie before, so the young inventor and his wife had to show and demonstrate it to me.

Jeff Duncan was having a problem keeping track of his golf possessions while riding around the course in his golf cart. You know: extra balls, tees, cell phone, pencils all seemed to be at the bottom of his bag. Irritating. Not what a golfer is looking to have more of.

Necessity is the mother of invention, so he invented the Dash Caddie, which is a portable box that can mount into almost any golf cart or suction-cupped onto the dash of an RV or boat with ease.

After two years of the Duncan’s engineering, design changes, and making manufacturing contacts, I won one of the first Dash Caddies to come off of the assembly line! Their website at dashcaddie.com is taking pre-orders, but something tells me those orders will be filled real soon!

This is where the whole post ties together. If you are bathing in the wonders of nature on the golf course, on the waterways, or as you travel the open road, the Dash Caddie will eliminate many of those nagging problems that irritate some of the restorative joy you are seeking.

It just seemed to be a perfect moment to share with you readers:

  1. Our deep primal need to reconnect with nature and why it is good for us
  2. Our need to connect with each other even on a casual basis and how doing so can boost our health.
  3. An opportunity to spread the word on a good thing with no personal gain on my part.

I encourage you to “bathe in nature” more. Ramp-up those casual connections with others in public, and check out Dash Caddie.

With spring upon us, we can all dive into nature every day possible. Regardless of season, there are always ample opportunities to reach out to others during our daily life. If there is a golf cart, RV, or boat in your life or someone you know, a Dash Caddie is the perfect gift for them!

 

In health and “making the day”-

Deidre