The meditation is still keeping me grounded. I need it. Wonderland is still hostile, despite my passport and exportation papers for the near future. But I'm not done getting my powers back. Not by a long shot am I done. I'm still gathering them up bit by bit, one by one. And I am very surprised to say the next one to cross my path of reclaim was one of my greatest.
There is one thing that has always been my super emergency, hidden, not talked about, super power. I only use it when things get really, really bad and a complete turn around is necessary.
"But WW, it's been bad for a while!" you might say. "Why do you only bring this up now?!" I know, I know. You would think I would have pulled this one out of my back pocket as soon as someone said "fire!" in the theatre. But there is a catch to this power: it is uncontrollable.
What is this uncontrollable, great, super emergency power? My catch-fire drive. I used to have it in mounds only a year ago. I was driven to be the best, the greatest. And whenever I fell off my own personal course, something would catch my attention and light up that match again. It could be a book, a person, or even current events. But, this year, my drive went to the waste side. I never used it. It never caught fire. So I never got anything done for my own sake. Nothing.
That changed just this morning. One little sentence and a familiar stir in my chest and my heart catches me all a flame.
It's a little exhilarating. I forgot how fun it is to be a superhero...
On fire, WW
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Losing Your Superpowers 2.5
With one power back, I started to work on getting another back. But this one took patient, quiet, and ease.
Calm. I needed to get my super inner calm back. Inner calm leads to inner peace, which leads to satisfaction. And I need some of that! So straight to the library I went, to do a little research on what all this inner peace business is really about.
I went to the religion, Buddhism section. Meditation is the key to enlightenment, right? Buddha sat under a tree meditating until he figured out the universe. And he did! Lucky duck. But according to his teaching, enlightenment isn't just for him, it's for everyone! We all can join the Buddha train. So I checked out a few books and bought a ticket to Buddha town.
Meditation is AMAZING. I highly recommend it. All you really need is a quiet place, a pillow, and yourself. Put the pillow under your rump, so when you sit cross-legged you are sitting a little higher up. Hold your dominant hand in your subordinate hand, resting them lightly in your lap. Then just focus on your breathing. Count. Count how many breaths you take in and out before a funny little thought pops in your head. Cast it off and start counting again.
Believe me, it takes time and practice to get to ten. Your ego, your thoughts, fight to get your attention. But when you are free of them, when nothing is getting between you and a free mind, it's a pretty stellar feeling.
I'm still claiming it, but I'm glad to say super inner calm is back! And I'm smiling again, which is nice. Good job meditation, you've done me a solid.
Namaste, WW
Calm. I needed to get my super inner calm back. Inner calm leads to inner peace, which leads to satisfaction. And I need some of that! So straight to the library I went, to do a little research on what all this inner peace business is really about.
I went to the religion, Buddhism section. Meditation is the key to enlightenment, right? Buddha sat under a tree meditating until he figured out the universe. And he did! Lucky duck. But according to his teaching, enlightenment isn't just for him, it's for everyone! We all can join the Buddha train. So I checked out a few books and bought a ticket to Buddha town.
Meditation is AMAZING. I highly recommend it. All you really need is a quiet place, a pillow, and yourself. Put the pillow under your rump, so when you sit cross-legged you are sitting a little higher up. Hold your dominant hand in your subordinate hand, resting them lightly in your lap. Then just focus on your breathing. Count. Count how many breaths you take in and out before a funny little thought pops in your head. Cast it off and start counting again.
Believe me, it takes time and practice to get to ten. Your ego, your thoughts, fight to get your attention. But when you are free of them, when nothing is getting between you and a free mind, it's a pretty stellar feeling.
I'm still claiming it, but I'm glad to say super inner calm is back! And I'm smiling again, which is nice. Good job meditation, you've done me a solid.
Namaste, WW
Monday, April 12, 2010
Wonder Woman and Adventures in the Workforce (Part IX PLUS! Getting Some Powers Back)
After my encounter with the little boy in the midst of war torn Wonderland, and contacting Neverland...much has transpired.
Neverland sent a message via fairy (which was pretty cool) notifying me that my application to be a Wonderful Wendy was accepted! I would be traveling by fairy dust and happy thoughts near the end of the summer season, when my year in Neverland would begin. Ecstatic, I jumped for joy in my big white rabbit feet.
Ah, but there's the rub.
I'm not a Wendy, not even really a wonder woman, but a stupid white rabbit. The ravages of war and Wonderland completely transformed me into a fuzzy rodent with a serious over-bite in a cheap polyester vest. I've lost all my super powers (see last post). And my wounds from the battlefield are really icky... I'm obviously in no shape to try and bust free of this wasteland.
But I have to! It's the only way to get to Neverland come the solstice, and the only way to get my powers back! Plus, I really want be my wonderful self once again. It's kind of nice being wonderful.
So I had to regroup. I had to remember what it means to be a wonder woman. How did I even get to be one? I had to remember before Wonderland...
Before Wonderland I was confident. I sat up straight and looked people in the eye, and yes, could tell them they were wrong. Now as a white rabbit, I cower in the face of others. To face the Red Queen, I would need to get my super confidence back.
And I did...by smiting the terrible jabberwock. I had nothing to help me, no sword, bow and arrow, or even a sling shot and bubble gum. Just me. But I knew this was the only way to get this power back: to be confident in myself that I could defeat it without any help. So I hid behind a wall of rubble, and waited for the jabberwock to come to me.
It took many days. But I waited patiently. It passed me by, twice, but I did not feel defeated. My time would come. And it did, only just today, when the jabberwock took a snooze in a cave; practically begging me to go after it. I jumped and (sparing the bloody, R rated gory details) killed the monster dead. My super confidence was returned in a wonderful bath of warm, glowing light.
I brought the head to the Red Queen. She smiled, and let me pass through the gates of Wonderland. She wished me well on the way out.
Still getting those powers back, WW
Neverland sent a message via fairy (which was pretty cool) notifying me that my application to be a Wonderful Wendy was accepted! I would be traveling by fairy dust and happy thoughts near the end of the summer season, when my year in Neverland would begin. Ecstatic, I jumped for joy in my big white rabbit feet.
Ah, but there's the rub.
I'm not a Wendy, not even really a wonder woman, but a stupid white rabbit. The ravages of war and Wonderland completely transformed me into a fuzzy rodent with a serious over-bite in a cheap polyester vest. I've lost all my super powers (see last post). And my wounds from the battlefield are really icky... I'm obviously in no shape to try and bust free of this wasteland.
But I have to! It's the only way to get to Neverland come the solstice, and the only way to get my powers back! Plus, I really want be my wonderful self once again. It's kind of nice being wonderful.
So I had to regroup. I had to remember what it means to be a wonder woman. How did I even get to be one? I had to remember before Wonderland...
Before Wonderland I was confident. I sat up straight and looked people in the eye, and yes, could tell them they were wrong. Now as a white rabbit, I cower in the face of others. To face the Red Queen, I would need to get my super confidence back.
And I did...by smiting the terrible jabberwock. I had nothing to help me, no sword, bow and arrow, or even a sling shot and bubble gum. Just me. But I knew this was the only way to get this power back: to be confident in myself that I could defeat it without any help. So I hid behind a wall of rubble, and waited for the jabberwock to come to me.
It took many days. But I waited patiently. It passed me by, twice, but I did not feel defeated. My time would come. And it did, only just today, when the jabberwock took a snooze in a cave; practically begging me to go after it. I jumped and (sparing the bloody, R rated gory details) killed the monster dead. My super confidence was returned in a wonderful bath of warm, glowing light.
I brought the head to the Red Queen. She smiled, and let me pass through the gates of Wonderland. She wished me well on the way out.
Still getting those powers back, WW
Monday, April 5, 2010
Losing Your Superpowers
Where do super powers come from? Every wonder woman has her own story of origin. Usually her powers are sung about in these tales. And usually, somewhere after becoming a wonder woman, she loses her powers...and has to find a way to get them back.
This year, wonder women, I have been stripped of my powers. I was just getting used to them too. I think storytellers call that conflict. You see, I was once a wonder woman of such power I could relay all of my good advice and adventures to all of you. I could spin a couple of words together and come up with something that sparkles. But these gray times have cast a shadow, and I am weakened from them.
No more rope of truth, no more invisible jet, not even those sweet bracelets that bullets bounce off of. Every power I once possessed are now gone. An empty memory has taken their place. I am just a plain jane. It's hard to adjust with plain janeness when you used to be a wonder woman. It was really fun. I had super powers for crying out loud!
But this is just the bottom. Every hero has a time when their powers are taken from them. Every hero has to rise up and claim them back. That's what makes them special. That's what makes them great.
(Gulp). I'm just really, really freaked out about where and what I have to do to get my powers back. I'm not as strong as I used to be, what with the powers and everything. Nobody said it would be easy; nobody said it would be hard either. But this wonder woman is digging out her old costume, and going out there to find her super powers. No matter where they are, I'll find them. No matter what it takes, I'm getting them back. Because I'm a wonder woman, and I'd feel pretty stupid in a silly costume with no super powers to back it up.
Searching, fighting, living, WW
This year, wonder women, I have been stripped of my powers. I was just getting used to them too. I think storytellers call that conflict. You see, I was once a wonder woman of such power I could relay all of my good advice and adventures to all of you. I could spin a couple of words together and come up with something that sparkles. But these gray times have cast a shadow, and I am weakened from them.
No more rope of truth, no more invisible jet, not even those sweet bracelets that bullets bounce off of. Every power I once possessed are now gone. An empty memory has taken their place. I am just a plain jane. It's hard to adjust with plain janeness when you used to be a wonder woman. It was really fun. I had super powers for crying out loud!
But this is just the bottom. Every hero has a time when their powers are taken from them. Every hero has to rise up and claim them back. That's what makes them special. That's what makes them great.
(Gulp). I'm just really, really freaked out about where and what I have to do to get my powers back. I'm not as strong as I used to be, what with the powers and everything. Nobody said it would be easy; nobody said it would be hard either. But this wonder woman is digging out her old costume, and going out there to find her super powers. No matter where they are, I'll find them. No matter what it takes, I'm getting them back. Because I'm a wonder woman, and I'd feel pretty stupid in a silly costume with no super powers to back it up.
Searching, fighting, living, WW
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