Today is Sunday, Easter Sunday, so I would like to wish you all a Happy Easter. I would also like to say that I hope everyone has had a happy and healthy Passover. That said, being a Sunday I was able to listen to several of the talk shows on TV. I realized that there is a lot to address. Some of what I have to say may come across as political, but I must say it nevertheless.....so here goes.
First I was upset to learn that most of our GM cars are sold in China. This goes hand in hand with the fact that there is still so much employment from our country sent to other countries to perform as it appears to be cheaper. Well, we now have over 4 million people out of work! I would like to ask all of you to really be on the lookout for jobs that become or could become available. If they aren't forthcoming---create some. I know most of you reading this will feel that you are not in a position to do so. Perhaps however, you know someone who is. Talk to them whenever you can.
I further believe that the unemployment is directly related to the amazing crimes that are being committed. Here in Florida it is like nowhere else I have ever lived. The anger is so great. Especially amongst the young people. Having money and all that it affords, indeed takes away our greatest stressors. Not having the money and all that it affords, is creating havoc with our society in terms of crime being used, perhaps, as release of this anger. Once again, please do what you can to get our workers back to work!!
On a more personal note I am very concerned about Israel not remaining a Jewish state.
My father was a member of the Hagannah, the Israeli underground. I, as an eight year old remember him talking about getting men into his office in order to raise enough money to get 300 children out of Poland that night! He had a part in obtaining the generators to guide ships filled with Holocaust survivors into Israel. There was tremendous excitement in our home in 1948 when Israel became an independent Jewish state.
Folks, antisemitism hasn't gone away. It probably never will. For this reason I was shaken to the core when a cameraman working on the set of my tv show, Coffeebreak, in 1972-73, told me during the oil crisis that was taking place: "If I'm cold this winter, I'm going to burn you!"
My first reaction was to ask myself where we would go if this kind of antisemitism were to grow in the USA. Only the word "Israel" came to my mind. And if you look at a globe you will have to plan for some time to even find Israel. It is a speck in this world. But a speck that has shown the rest of us so very much. So much of our intelligence comes from Israel. From an arid desert, they have made the most beautiful land. So please let Hillary know that once we open the borders, Israel, as a safe Jewish state will be gone! We all are aware of the Palestinian track record and we've all heard from Hamas and from Iran that they would like to erase Israel from the face of the earth. Israel has managed to stand up to all the scapegoating and bullying. Please convince our government to remain solidly in their corner as they always have.
Thanks for listening to my outrage...I'm just trying to do my part in bringing some order to the chaos around us. Hope you enjoyed the session...I look forward to hearing from you.
Mimi Scott, Ph.d
mscott13@aol.com
http://www.drmimiscott.com/
954 926-0133
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?
I'm glad the country is beginning a campaign to fight youthful obesity, but we need another kind of campaign started that should be aimed at the kids as well. I'll tell you why.
Last Fall a high school kid here in south Florida was burned almost to death by his school friends. This past week a young girl was beaten so that she is hanging on to her life by a thread in the hospital. What is going on and what are we going to do about it?
Our kids seem totally desensitized to violence. And why not? The video games which they play repeatedly are filled with it. Even shows on the Disney channel have surprised me. ( I keep it on for my pups to listen to the fun voices). Guns are so easy to come by that if one gets mad at someone all they have to do is go home, get a gun and shoot them. They don't even have to go home. In some neighborhoods, I recently learned, they are kept in a trash bin on the street. We have lost our character and our morality. And kids are not afraid to go to jail. They get their three meals and better health benefits than we do, plus the training on how to be a better criminal.
And the internet!! We have to warn our kids repeatedly not to expose themselves on the internet...it can easily return to haunt them. And if those in authority (parents, school administrators, community leaders ---if there is such a thing) find out about sexual explicitness or threats that are being made on the internet what are they doing about it? There appears to be no real retribution for the criminal type acts that are being committed in cyber space.
On tv this morning were scenes of protestors walking the halls of Congress while shouting and spitting at members of whatever party. These were not kids. How did they get in there in the first place? Wow are our government behaviors setting wonderful examples for the kids! If you don't like something then yell, spit, shove or probably soon---just beat them to a pulp. Or worse yet 'shoot' 'em!
What can we do? I say organize town hall meetings. Bring in some respected leaders (there must be some that are out there not cheating on their wives), psychogists, PTA presidents, whomever, and let's get some ideas as to what to do about this problem. We used to have to take seriously any kid who says something about killing themselves. Now we have to take even more seriously any kid who says something about killing anyone else.
Of course these things are happening because parents are out of jobs or not around altogether. Obvioulsy many factors from family life play a very important part in what's going on. And our moral code still begins with the first people who take care of us. And it sure doesn't help if they are abusing one another either. How many families sit down to a meal together and actually talk? That would be a good place to start.
What has simply happened to the teaching of right and wrong? Where are the healthy outside games? Who's playing sports after school, or taking an art class, or one in theatre, or chess? Maybe these activities can make the kids feel good about themselves and dispel their anger toward others while at the same time keep them occupied away from the grounds where crimes take place.
Lets write or talk to our Mayors and schedule some time to work on this very dangerous pattern that is growing. Let's take some kind of action, or who cares about terrorism? We're destroying ourselves with the terrorism of the bullies that appear to make up our youth.
'Nuff said' Maybe this session will do some good somehow. Love you all...
Dr. Mimi Scott
954 926-0134
917 846-2449
Mimi@drmimiscott.com
http://www.drmimiscott.com/
Last Fall a high school kid here in south Florida was burned almost to death by his school friends. This past week a young girl was beaten so that she is hanging on to her life by a thread in the hospital. What is going on and what are we going to do about it?
Our kids seem totally desensitized to violence. And why not? The video games which they play repeatedly are filled with it. Even shows on the Disney channel have surprised me. ( I keep it on for my pups to listen to the fun voices). Guns are so easy to come by that if one gets mad at someone all they have to do is go home, get a gun and shoot them. They don't even have to go home. In some neighborhoods, I recently learned, they are kept in a trash bin on the street. We have lost our character and our morality. And kids are not afraid to go to jail. They get their three meals and better health benefits than we do, plus the training on how to be a better criminal.
And the internet!! We have to warn our kids repeatedly not to expose themselves on the internet...it can easily return to haunt them. And if those in authority (parents, school administrators, community leaders ---if there is such a thing) find out about sexual explicitness or threats that are being made on the internet what are they doing about it? There appears to be no real retribution for the criminal type acts that are being committed in cyber space.
On tv this morning were scenes of protestors walking the halls of Congress while shouting and spitting at members of whatever party. These were not kids. How did they get in there in the first place? Wow are our government behaviors setting wonderful examples for the kids! If you don't like something then yell, spit, shove or probably soon---just beat them to a pulp. Or worse yet 'shoot' 'em!
What can we do? I say organize town hall meetings. Bring in some respected leaders (there must be some that are out there not cheating on their wives), psychogists, PTA presidents, whomever, and let's get some ideas as to what to do about this problem. We used to have to take seriously any kid who says something about killing themselves. Now we have to take even more seriously any kid who says something about killing anyone else.
Of course these things are happening because parents are out of jobs or not around altogether. Obvioulsy many factors from family life play a very important part in what's going on. And our moral code still begins with the first people who take care of us. And it sure doesn't help if they are abusing one another either. How many families sit down to a meal together and actually talk? That would be a good place to start.
What has simply happened to the teaching of right and wrong? Where are the healthy outside games? Who's playing sports after school, or taking an art class, or one in theatre, or chess? Maybe these activities can make the kids feel good about themselves and dispel their anger toward others while at the same time keep them occupied away from the grounds where crimes take place.
Lets write or talk to our Mayors and schedule some time to work on this very dangerous pattern that is growing. Let's take some kind of action, or who cares about terrorism? We're destroying ourselves with the terrorism of the bullies that appear to make up our youth.
'Nuff said' Maybe this session will do some good somehow. Love you all...
Dr. Mimi Scott
954 926-0134
917 846-2449
Mimi@drmimiscott.com
http://www.drmimiscott.com/
Sunday, March 14, 2010
COPING WITH LOSS
As many of my readers know, I recently lost two of my four dogs. Kramer, my 14 year old Lhasa Apso, had been handicapped for 10 years, and was getting more and more difficult to handle. The vet and I both agreed it was time to put him down. Kramer went to sleep peacefully on Wednesday morning February 24th.
Somehow I was unprepared for the grief I would feel. Kramer had been my companion for the many years since my husband died, joining me in New York City when I was alone. He watched as I put on make up to go to each performance. I always told him I'd be back, and I always took him out the minute I got home. After he ruptured his disc, I learned that I could keep him with me at all times by putting him in a cart. I was tortured with these memories after he was gone. Each day I could not control my tears every time someone asked me where Kramer was....and then
Exactly one week to the day of Kramer's demise, on March 3rd, my little Coconut collapsed, had seizures, and was gone by that evening. It wouldn't surprise me if you heard the 'howling' that came out of me. A heart already in two just broke into pieces. I could not look at virtually anything in my apartment without seeing her there. I truly could not stop crying....and then
I knew there were better ways to look at all this that would help me. I realized while meditating (the absolute best thing one can do) that I had been blessed with an extraordinary life. So blessed, that the good Lord had seen fit to find me a little companion who would be with me as I journeyed alone after losing my mate. I thanked Him for giving me Kramer....and then
Knowing what an extremely precious puppy I had been given in Coconut, I marveled at the fact that of all the dog owners in the world, I had been blessed with the best...my little Bolognese, whom I called Coconut. She had been not only a gift to me, but to everyone with whom I came into contact. Everyone wanted Coconut, and she was mine. Thank you so very much Lord. Realizing all this took me out of my uncontrollable grief, and helped me to move on to the next stage of mourning.
Having turned into a painter in recent months, I took out a canvas right away and placed on it a poem I had written to friends, first about Kramer, and then about Coconut. On a sky-like background I found some significant pictures and placed them on the canvases as well. And then....
I went through all my pictures on the computer of the dogs and selected those to print out for an album to have around. After this I went with my other two dolls, whom I have neglected to talk about, but will, to my favorite store 'Michaels' and picked out frames and an album in order to complete my memorializing tasks.
After being in so long....I was still recovering from shoulder surgery and a continual laryngitis, and the weather was very cold and gray even here in Florida... it was time to step out. And finally I did. I dressed, made up, and went out and enjoyed the past two days which have been beautiful. And I have lavished attention on Lucie and Lorilu who I'm eternally grateful for. Along with the groomer, I cut their hair around their faces on his last visit, and now everyone thinks they are twins. And walking with just the two in my cart still brings smiles to all who see them.
I guess what I want to convey is that it is important to allow yourself time to grieve and to be depressed. If one feels the freedom to do that, then they can get past it that much sooner. And getting past losses may be helped by activities which memorialize those lost. And to sit and to meditate on all that is not lost and all that is still precious, will also take you to a new 'place'. I
thank the Lord for guiding me to this new 'place'.
Hope I've been helpful to all of you by sharing my own experience with you. Don't hesitate to write or call me at any time.
Mimi Scott, Ph.d
954 926-0133
917 846-2449
mimi@drmimiscott.com
http://www.drmimiscott.com/
Somehow I was unprepared for the grief I would feel. Kramer had been my companion for the many years since my husband died, joining me in New York City when I was alone. He watched as I put on make up to go to each performance. I always told him I'd be back, and I always took him out the minute I got home. After he ruptured his disc, I learned that I could keep him with me at all times by putting him in a cart. I was tortured with these memories after he was gone. Each day I could not control my tears every time someone asked me where Kramer was....and then
Exactly one week to the day of Kramer's demise, on March 3rd, my little Coconut collapsed, had seizures, and was gone by that evening. It wouldn't surprise me if you heard the 'howling' that came out of me. A heart already in two just broke into pieces. I could not look at virtually anything in my apartment without seeing her there. I truly could not stop crying....and then
I knew there were better ways to look at all this that would help me. I realized while meditating (the absolute best thing one can do) that I had been blessed with an extraordinary life. So blessed, that the good Lord had seen fit to find me a little companion who would be with me as I journeyed alone after losing my mate. I thanked Him for giving me Kramer....and then
Knowing what an extremely precious puppy I had been given in Coconut, I marveled at the fact that of all the dog owners in the world, I had been blessed with the best...my little Bolognese, whom I called Coconut. She had been not only a gift to me, but to everyone with whom I came into contact. Everyone wanted Coconut, and she was mine. Thank you so very much Lord. Realizing all this took me out of my uncontrollable grief, and helped me to move on to the next stage of mourning.
Having turned into a painter in recent months, I took out a canvas right away and placed on it a poem I had written to friends, first about Kramer, and then about Coconut. On a sky-like background I found some significant pictures and placed them on the canvases as well. And then....
I went through all my pictures on the computer of the dogs and selected those to print out for an album to have around. After this I went with my other two dolls, whom I have neglected to talk about, but will, to my favorite store 'Michaels' and picked out frames and an album in order to complete my memorializing tasks.
After being in so long....I was still recovering from shoulder surgery and a continual laryngitis, and the weather was very cold and gray even here in Florida... it was time to step out. And finally I did. I dressed, made up, and went out and enjoyed the past two days which have been beautiful. And I have lavished attention on Lucie and Lorilu who I'm eternally grateful for. Along with the groomer, I cut their hair around their faces on his last visit, and now everyone thinks they are twins. And walking with just the two in my cart still brings smiles to all who see them.
I guess what I want to convey is that it is important to allow yourself time to grieve and to be depressed. If one feels the freedom to do that, then they can get past it that much sooner. And getting past losses may be helped by activities which memorialize those lost. And to sit and to meditate on all that is not lost and all that is still precious, will also take you to a new 'place'. I
thank the Lord for guiding me to this new 'place'.
Hope I've been helpful to all of you by sharing my own experience with you. Don't hesitate to write or call me at any time.
Mimi Scott, Ph.d
954 926-0133
917 846-2449
mimi@drmimiscott.com
http://www.drmimiscott.com/
Saturday, February 13, 2010
THINGS I'VE RECENTLY LEARNED...
For the past five weeks I have basically been confined to my apartment. I had shoulder surgery on the 6th of January and the pain I felt both from breast cancer and the accident I had in 1992 when I collapsed and punctured both lungs and broke all my ribs, were 'a piece of cake' next to all this. Under my right arm is a football sized bandage that is strapped to me in various ways. After five weeks of carrying this weight around, I may just jump off my balcony.
The neighborhood has become somewhat used to me. Thankfully I had a large baseball jacket that I could wear out---but this is Florida and it can get really hot wearing a jacket in the sun. In Walgreens they looked at me as an escapee from a hospital ward when I walked in jacketless. The discomfort has been immense, and upon emerging from the hospital I was accompanied by a 'bug' of some sort that has taken three different antibiotics before two days ago when I felt normal for the first time. Indeed I actually now have the energy and enough mobility to make this blog entry.
As always however, God has sent me angels to help me through.
My friend Melody stayed with me upon my release from the hospital and was amazing in her love and care. My friend Laura, who is devoted to my dogs, lights up each day for me. And a gentleman, Bob, whom I met the Sunday before the operation has been an absolute gift, being here often; getting me out to a dinner, and even taking me to doctor appointments. Several in the building have visited, as have a very few women whom I now treasure. My truly good friend Lynnia found time to make me an album and a CD of a party I'd had here in December, and of course those of you who have found time to call me have virtually 'made my day'.
What I would do without the voices of my kids and grandkids I have no idea. Karen has had to have a phone permanently attached to her ear in order to accomodate her kids, her mother, and sometimes even her husband. Jeffrey who was present for my operation, has had to help me deal with some amazing business/financial events which will be the subject of a future blog. Each week another issue provided me with untimely and unwelcome stress.
My beloved friends such as Jaid and Bill in New York have as always been there for me. A cousin, Diane, who lives here in South Florida and who also has had health issues has become a soulmate---visiting, calling and making soup for me. An old friend from my youth who contacted me when he read about me in the Miami Herald a year and a half ago, has also become something of a soul mate, sharing with me his victories over health issues and making sure he's there if there is anything I need. All the above have been blessings.
This is what I have learned however, is now my respsponsibility to impart.
If y0u feel someone is your friend---be there. Not just to party with that person, but to care when they are down. A simple call makes a huge difference, even an email helps, and a visit is a treasure. If you really value the friendship it is worth putting yourself out for them...I know now how much it means and will continually remind myself when the situation is reversed. It was especially difficult for me as my family are basically all up north, and I live alone. For a woman in my position a mate makes a huge difference at these times. So if any of what I've said sends you readers out there over to visit or call an ailing friend, I will have succeeded in what I've imparted. And that will make me very happy.
Stay well and please let me know when you are not, so I can be there for you. You deserve it.
With love and gratitude
Mimi Scott, Ph.D
954 926-033
www.drmimiscott.com
mimi@drmimiscott.com
The neighborhood has become somewhat used to me. Thankfully I had a large baseball jacket that I could wear out---but this is Florida and it can get really hot wearing a jacket in the sun. In Walgreens they looked at me as an escapee from a hospital ward when I walked in jacketless. The discomfort has been immense, and upon emerging from the hospital I was accompanied by a 'bug' of some sort that has taken three different antibiotics before two days ago when I felt normal for the first time. Indeed I actually now have the energy and enough mobility to make this blog entry.
As always however, God has sent me angels to help me through.
My friend Melody stayed with me upon my release from the hospital and was amazing in her love and care. My friend Laura, who is devoted to my dogs, lights up each day for me. And a gentleman, Bob, whom I met the Sunday before the operation has been an absolute gift, being here often; getting me out to a dinner, and even taking me to doctor appointments. Several in the building have visited, as have a very few women whom I now treasure. My truly good friend Lynnia found time to make me an album and a CD of a party I'd had here in December, and of course those of you who have found time to call me have virtually 'made my day'.
What I would do without the voices of my kids and grandkids I have no idea. Karen has had to have a phone permanently attached to her ear in order to accomodate her kids, her mother, and sometimes even her husband. Jeffrey who was present for my operation, has had to help me deal with some amazing business/financial events which will be the subject of a future blog. Each week another issue provided me with untimely and unwelcome stress.
My beloved friends such as Jaid and Bill in New York have as always been there for me. A cousin, Diane, who lives here in South Florida and who also has had health issues has become a soulmate---visiting, calling and making soup for me. An old friend from my youth who contacted me when he read about me in the Miami Herald a year and a half ago, has also become something of a soul mate, sharing with me his victories over health issues and making sure he's there if there is anything I need. All the above have been blessings.
This is what I have learned however, is now my respsponsibility to impart.
If y0u feel someone is your friend---be there. Not just to party with that person, but to care when they are down. A simple call makes a huge difference, even an email helps, and a visit is a treasure. If you really value the friendship it is worth putting yourself out for them...I know now how much it means and will continually remind myself when the situation is reversed. It was especially difficult for me as my family are basically all up north, and I live alone. For a woman in my position a mate makes a huge difference at these times. So if any of what I've said sends you readers out there over to visit or call an ailing friend, I will have succeeded in what I've imparted. And that will make me very happy.
Stay well and please let me know when you are not, so I can be there for you. You deserve it.
With love and gratitude
Mimi Scott, Ph.D
954 926-033
www.drmimiscott.com
mimi@drmimiscott.com
Sunday, January 17, 2010
LIFE IS A FIGHT!
Initially we fight for that first breath. Then we have to deal with the bullies all through our school years that want us to be losers so they can be winners. Somehow we have to win them over so that they do not destroy our spirit.
We must fight to be able to study through all this so that we can get to the right school in order to fight our way to the right university where we have to fight to stay in until we win that degree. All this so that we can engage in the fight for the job that affords us the right to live without worry. And with success comes the fight to stay on the top.
We have to fight our way back to happiness after the heartbreak of a lost romance, mate, or child. We have to fight our way back from illness and we have to help those around us fight their way back from whatever disaster they are experiencing, as no fight can be won without support.
We have to fight those who would terrorize us all through our life. And sometimes the terror comes from a natural disaster, such as our Haiitian friends are fighting right now. We must do what we can to support them. God bless those who are fighting their way through the muck and stench just to be able to give that holy kind of support.
And ya know what?? Ya can't win 'em all!! Sometimes ya have to fight to realize 'just that' so that you can move on. Some of us are lucky enough to be winners and others of us are destined to fight the fact that we are losers....and ya know what? Maybe that ain't so bad. Ya can always find other losers and form a group that sticks their tongues out at the winners!
And sometimes we have to fight to grow old with dignity...not to 'give up the fight' but to stay alive and breathe in the beauty that is there when we open our eyes and look outside. Use whatever tools are available to carry on life's fight...so that indeed you can wind up a winner!
We must fight to be able to study through all this so that we can get to the right school in order to fight our way to the right university where we have to fight to stay in until we win that degree. All this so that we can engage in the fight for the job that affords us the right to live without worry. And with success comes the fight to stay on the top.
We have to fight our way back to happiness after the heartbreak of a lost romance, mate, or child. We have to fight our way back from illness and we have to help those around us fight their way back from whatever disaster they are experiencing, as no fight can be won without support.
We have to fight those who would terrorize us all through our life. And sometimes the terror comes from a natural disaster, such as our Haiitian friends are fighting right now. We must do what we can to support them. God bless those who are fighting their way through the muck and stench just to be able to give that holy kind of support.
And ya know what?? Ya can't win 'em all!! Sometimes ya have to fight to realize 'just that' so that you can move on. Some of us are lucky enough to be winners and others of us are destined to fight the fact that we are losers....and ya know what? Maybe that ain't so bad. Ya can always find other losers and form a group that sticks their tongues out at the winners!
And sometimes we have to fight to grow old with dignity...not to 'give up the fight' but to stay alive and breathe in the beauty that is there when we open our eyes and look outside. Use whatever tools are available to carry on life's fight...so that indeed you can wind up a winner!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
ACCEPTING CHANGES AND LOSSES
This 'doctor' hasn't held sessions for awhile as she was experiencing some changes in her own life. I just turned 69 and prior to that big date, which I celebrated with many of you readers, I was not celebrating too much. I hadn't been feeling too well. I have always been a very energetic person who was always able to be 'up and running' so to speak. Well...I ran out of steam.
It began with a simple cold, then a sinus infection, then some disappointments which led to a rather serious bout with depression, then a discovery that I could no longer do anything with my right arm since I have not only torn the rotator cuff, but all tendon and cartilege appears to have disappeared and I believe I have now pinched a nerve...I have simply been in PAIN. And pain really drains one of all energy. So a rather significant surgery is scheduled for January 6th. The recovery will take a few months I hear, but I've been assured that my fingers will still be able to punch these keys---so I hope to continue to blog through it all.
I tell you all this not to 'kvetch' (complain in Yiddush), but to relate how I'm 'getting through' in hopes that it helps any of you who have begun to notice and to deal with things that simply take away that wonderful sense of 'well being'.
First off, a friend of mine who is a 'potter' began telling me what great therapy that is, especially when one lives alone, as she and I both do. The next day I installed an easel, paints, canvases, etc. into my apartment. I had always thought about painting, and it turns out that it was the perfect thing to do. It really is a peaceful activity. Sort of like golf. For a few hours all you do is concentrate on the picture developing in front of you (or in the case of golf--the ball). Everything else going on that may be troubling disappears. And when something appears on the canvas that pleases you to look at---you feel terrific! I cannot stress enough how much these activities can help the stressed mind (and body).
Secondly, as we age we find out more and more, actually about everything, but certainly about ourselves. We become more sensitive to the things that can almost incapacitate us. Of course we do everything known medically to help ourselves. Sometimes it's medication, but always it is taking care of our bodies. Making sure that we spend part of our day wherever we are, walking. I have my darling little doggies, so that's a given. And as I've written before, on the walk really 'stop to smell the roses'. Also, do some work on your body either in your homes or in a gym...no matter how lame it is...do something. Even in a wheel chair there is so much to do with one's body. And really look at your nutrition. That salt and sugar really do a number on me. I feel bloating and fatigue right away. When carbs are removed and protein is emphasized my energy level really soars. Can't beat those salads with some chicken, salmon, or whatever. And...I have a Mimi Scott energy boost. At three o'clock when I feel my energy waning, I take two Hoodia, and one acai berry capsule with Acai berry juice. For me it works absolutely amazingly.
Thirdly, spend some time in meditation or in a spiritual connection. Do it in any space that makes you feel peaceful and quiet. And think a lot about the AA mantra "let go and let God'.
Just calling upon the universe for some help can really remove your burden...at least for a time.
Finally...get your 'house in order'. I've spoken of this before. I was absolutely overwhelmed when I returned from my recent trip to New York. It seemed like my closet, my desk, my accounting work were totally out of control. So arm or not, I went to work. To the point that I felt good enough and relaxed enough to go to a movie (Blind Side---was great and the kid playing the son who is probably no more than 10 years old, should absolutely be up for Best Supporting Actor), and to get back to my blog.
As always I hope I've been helpful. But the main point I wanted to make was to accept with creativity (and with some 'help' which I've decided to embrace since it provides you with the energy to flourish once again) all those lousy things that begin to bog us down. Maybe do some face painting on the wrinkles! Be well...talk to you next week.
Dr. Mimi Scott
www.mimi@drmimiscott.com
It began with a simple cold, then a sinus infection, then some disappointments which led to a rather serious bout with depression, then a discovery that I could no longer do anything with my right arm since I have not only torn the rotator cuff, but all tendon and cartilege appears to have disappeared and I believe I have now pinched a nerve...I have simply been in PAIN. And pain really drains one of all energy. So a rather significant surgery is scheduled for January 6th. The recovery will take a few months I hear, but I've been assured that my fingers will still be able to punch these keys---so I hope to continue to blog through it all.
I tell you all this not to 'kvetch' (complain in Yiddush), but to relate how I'm 'getting through' in hopes that it helps any of you who have begun to notice and to deal with things that simply take away that wonderful sense of 'well being'.
First off, a friend of mine who is a 'potter' began telling me what great therapy that is, especially when one lives alone, as she and I both do. The next day I installed an easel, paints, canvases, etc. into my apartment. I had always thought about painting, and it turns out that it was the perfect thing to do. It really is a peaceful activity. Sort of like golf. For a few hours all you do is concentrate on the picture developing in front of you (or in the case of golf--the ball). Everything else going on that may be troubling disappears. And when something appears on the canvas that pleases you to look at---you feel terrific! I cannot stress enough how much these activities can help the stressed mind (and body).
Secondly, as we age we find out more and more, actually about everything, but certainly about ourselves. We become more sensitive to the things that can almost incapacitate us. Of course we do everything known medically to help ourselves. Sometimes it's medication, but always it is taking care of our bodies. Making sure that we spend part of our day wherever we are, walking. I have my darling little doggies, so that's a given. And as I've written before, on the walk really 'stop to smell the roses'. Also, do some work on your body either in your homes or in a gym...no matter how lame it is...do something. Even in a wheel chair there is so much to do with one's body. And really look at your nutrition. That salt and sugar really do a number on me. I feel bloating and fatigue right away. When carbs are removed and protein is emphasized my energy level really soars. Can't beat those salads with some chicken, salmon, or whatever. And...I have a Mimi Scott energy boost. At three o'clock when I feel my energy waning, I take two Hoodia, and one acai berry capsule with Acai berry juice. For me it works absolutely amazingly.
Thirdly, spend some time in meditation or in a spiritual connection. Do it in any space that makes you feel peaceful and quiet. And think a lot about the AA mantra "let go and let God'.
Just calling upon the universe for some help can really remove your burden...at least for a time.
Finally...get your 'house in order'. I've spoken of this before. I was absolutely overwhelmed when I returned from my recent trip to New York. It seemed like my closet, my desk, my accounting work were totally out of control. So arm or not, I went to work. To the point that I felt good enough and relaxed enough to go to a movie (Blind Side---was great and the kid playing the son who is probably no more than 10 years old, should absolutely be up for Best Supporting Actor), and to get back to my blog.
As always I hope I've been helpful. But the main point I wanted to make was to accept with creativity (and with some 'help' which I've decided to embrace since it provides you with the energy to flourish once again) all those lousy things that begin to bog us down. Maybe do some face painting on the wrinkles! Be well...talk to you next week.
Dr. Mimi Scott
www.mimi@drmimiscott.com
Sunday, November 15, 2009
SHARPENING OUR ANTENNAE
I applaud my readers who are working hard for all the multitudinous charities and causes out there since there probably has never been a time when people needed help more. And all of us give in various ways, monetarily and otherwise. However I have become passionate about doing something to change all that I see taking place right in the neighborhood, so to speak.
A devout listener of the news, it blows my mind about the crime that is continually reported. Recently three kids down here aged 13-15 set another kid on fire by pouring alcohol all over him and lighting a match to it. The victim is in the hospital having suffered burns over 85 percent of his body.
Then we have the head of a very well known law firm here in Ft. Lauderdale who appears to have scammed investors to the tune of a billion dollars. This news all peppered with stories of the Ft. Hood tragedy. Prior to all this every week there was a story of a father who killed his family and then himself. WHAT IS GOING ON?
Influenced as I am by all the Law and Order programs and shows like it that I watch, I realize the importance of being a keen observer of what is going on at all times. I tend to walk around lost in thought, oblivious to what's going on around me....always have. Others walk around texting and seeing nothing else around them. Well for me that is going to change. Especially when it comes to youngsters. Watch them. Notice if they are out of control. Notice if they are too quiet or too angry....they may be future assasins. Watch and listen to what the kids talk about...you may hear an immunity to criminal acts. I don't play them, but every year I purchased video games as holiday gifts with names like monster and war. No more.
Try and make sense of the guys and gals who are actually covered with tattoos and piercings. What are they trying to tell us? I suppose it's the same thing that the older gals are trying to tell us when they cannot get enough botox into their faces. Why are so many people desperately trying to find a way to feel better about themselves? In the same vein, don't ignore the young teenaged girls who send photos of themselves in a state of undress over the internet? Speaking of which...with so much texting and tweeting going on, emphasize to your kids how important it is to watch what they reveal on the internet...same goes for you!
We have to become aware of how those around us behave. There are many people around us who have lost jobs, money, homes, etc. Watch out for how they are acting. We have to watch out for symptoms of future criminal behavior. We even have to watch out for a psychiatrist like the officer in Ft. Hood who talks 'terrorism'. We have to observe fellow workers, neighbors, schoolmates, people in the military, friends, and yes, our own children. And if we see something criminally disturbing, start with the police, hopefully they will follow up on what you tell them. So many criminals are finally apprehended because of a vigilant bystander. We must be that too. In fact if you are concerned about anything you are seeing or hearing begin by just talking to a friend. Share----it is really important.
It's holiday time and we all try to make it joyous, although for many it is anything but. Nevertheless, it is a time when some of the worst crimes are committed. So watch and listen. Indeed sharpen your antennae. I'm not sure I can be of help, but I am here in case there is something you are seeing or heariing that is truly troubling.
Just something to think about as we go from day to day in troubled times. Hope you enjoyed the session.
Dr. Mimi Scott
917 846-2449
A devout listener of the news, it blows my mind about the crime that is continually reported. Recently three kids down here aged 13-15 set another kid on fire by pouring alcohol all over him and lighting a match to it. The victim is in the hospital having suffered burns over 85 percent of his body.
Then we have the head of a very well known law firm here in Ft. Lauderdale who appears to have scammed investors to the tune of a billion dollars. This news all peppered with stories of the Ft. Hood tragedy. Prior to all this every week there was a story of a father who killed his family and then himself. WHAT IS GOING ON?
Influenced as I am by all the Law and Order programs and shows like it that I watch, I realize the importance of being a keen observer of what is going on at all times. I tend to walk around lost in thought, oblivious to what's going on around me....always have. Others walk around texting and seeing nothing else around them. Well for me that is going to change. Especially when it comes to youngsters. Watch them. Notice if they are out of control. Notice if they are too quiet or too angry....they may be future assasins. Watch and listen to what the kids talk about...you may hear an immunity to criminal acts. I don't play them, but every year I purchased video games as holiday gifts with names like monster and war. No more.
Try and make sense of the guys and gals who are actually covered with tattoos and piercings. What are they trying to tell us? I suppose it's the same thing that the older gals are trying to tell us when they cannot get enough botox into their faces. Why are so many people desperately trying to find a way to feel better about themselves? In the same vein, don't ignore the young teenaged girls who send photos of themselves in a state of undress over the internet? Speaking of which...with so much texting and tweeting going on, emphasize to your kids how important it is to watch what they reveal on the internet...same goes for you!
We have to become aware of how those around us behave. There are many people around us who have lost jobs, money, homes, etc. Watch out for how they are acting. We have to watch out for symptoms of future criminal behavior. We even have to watch out for a psychiatrist like the officer in Ft. Hood who talks 'terrorism'. We have to observe fellow workers, neighbors, schoolmates, people in the military, friends, and yes, our own children. And if we see something criminally disturbing, start with the police, hopefully they will follow up on what you tell them. So many criminals are finally apprehended because of a vigilant bystander. We must be that too. In fact if you are concerned about anything you are seeing or hearing begin by just talking to a friend. Share----it is really important.
It's holiday time and we all try to make it joyous, although for many it is anything but. Nevertheless, it is a time when some of the worst crimes are committed. So watch and listen. Indeed sharpen your antennae. I'm not sure I can be of help, but I am here in case there is something you are seeing or heariing that is truly troubling.
Just something to think about as we go from day to day in troubled times. Hope you enjoyed the session.
Dr. Mimi Scott
917 846-2449
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