I’m naming it, here and now, that I’ve written previous blog posts named “naming it” because naming it is a helpful coping strategy.
Earlier this week, people in therapy named how naming your feelings — including grief, anxiety, fear, sadness, and anger — can help you deal with those feelings. And I recently read an article, which I can’t name right now, that cited scientific proof that naming feelings can help relieve them.
Can you name any examples of naming it in my images for today?
I’m naming that (1) The Daily Bitch Calendar is a great name for my favorite calendar and (2) there are many National Hairball Awareness Days around here.
Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “naming it.”
At the end of each post, I name my thanks for all the people who help me blog every day, and your name is on that gratitude list!
When introducing somebody new into my Coping and Healing therapy groups, I ask the other people to remember how it felt when they were new to the group. I also ask, when introducing the check-in, how people would choose to introduce themselves.
Meeting new people can be anxiety-producing and introductions can help ease the anxiety.
Do you see introductions in my images for today?
I think telling a story is a good way to make an introduction. Also, here’s a way I could introduce myself, “Hello, my name is Ann Koplow, and my first car was a blue Gremlin with a denim interior.”
Here’s what I find when I search for “introductions” on YouTube.
I look forward to reading whatever people introduce in the comments, below.
Thanks to all who help me with these daily introductions, including YOU.
Over the years, I’ve won cookies and cash by saying “wanna bet?” at propitious times.
When my son Aaron was very young, I said “wanna bet?” to somebody who was very sure about who was playing a jazz tune featured on a local radio station. Aaron tried to warn this person by saying, “Don’t bet with Mama.” However, this guy was so certain that he ignored Aaron and bet me $20.
When he paid up, he delivered the $20 in a beautiful frame that included the legend “Don’t bet with Mama.”
I bet that framed $20 is in a box in the basement right now.
Last night, Aaron, my husband Michael, and I were watching The Great Pottery Throwdown and we were discussing who we thought might be going home. When I looked at what people were planning on making (I’ll bet you wouldn’t guess they had to make urinals, but they did), I got a very strong feeling that one of the best potters was miscalculating her strategy and I said I thought she’d be gone at the end of the episode. Perhaps because I know almost nothing about pottery, Michael strongly disagreed.
I said, “Wanna bet?”
Aaron was concerned I’d be breaking my long streak of successful bets, but I don’t want successes to get in the way of taking risks with potentially big payoffs.
Michael proposed $20 for our bet and we watched the show. It looked very bad for me when the potter in question WON the secondary challenge, but when her urinal leaked, I knew I had won again.
I bet that $20 is in my wallet, right now.
Wanna bet that there will be something about bets in my images for today?
Wanna bet what I’m going to be celebrating today?
This is what I find on YouTube when I search for “wanna bet?”
Wanna bet that there will be lots of gratitude at the end of this post for everyone who helps me blog every day, including you?
Here and now, I’m trying to overcome some self-consciousness about moving forward with the creative process regarding my original songs.
Before the pandemic, I unexpectedly and joyfully experienced months where my creative process produced many original songs, which I performed at Open Mics and featured in this daily blog.
My manager — a fabulous human being whom I helped create 24 years ago — thinks I should create recordings of my best songs with excellent sound quality and feature them prominently on my YouTube channel.
For some reason, which I can’t quite process, I’ve been avoiding following my son Aaron’s wise advice, focusing instead on the creative process in my therapy groups and on social media.
Part of the creative process, for me, is naming and (sometimes) sharing the obstacles, so I’m hoping that creating this blog post will help me move forward with my original songs. Today, I plan to record a great version of “I Left the House Before I Felt Ready.”
Do you see the creative process in my images for today?
I did NOT create National Pigs in a Blanket Day nor National Pet Parents Day, but I am a proud pet parent to Joan …
… and Harley.
Here’s a video I created at the Sheep Shearing Festival yesterday, which my son Aaron is going to send to his girlfriend overseas:
I hope to create a video of “I Left the House Before I Felt Ready” with better sound quality than that, today.
What are your thoughts and feelings about the creative process?
Gratitude for what I have is part of my creative process, so thanks to all who help me create this blog every day, including YOU.
Yesterday, in both of my Coping and Healing groups, I asked people to doodle during the mindfulness exercise, either on a drawing surface or in their heads.
Here’s a definition of doodle:
I’m doodling in my mind, right now, about how I asked people to be mindful and absentminded at the same time. Nobody seemed to mind that in the groups yesterday, including someone who likes to call mindfulness “mindlessness.”
For me, mindfulness is about being in the moment, taking a break from fears about the future and regrets about the past. When I was in school, I used to take a break from those by doodling octagons in my notebooks, like these:
Last night, after a long day of work, I asked this question about doodles on Twitter:
Do you see any doodles (or things you doodle) in my other images for today?