The February Fun Report

One of my yoga students recently wondered if she'd been removed from my list as she hadn't gotten an email from me in so long.

Nope. I just haven't written lately.

I'll be honest. I kind of tanked around the end of January and have been feeling uninspired about writing. I wasn't in a deep, dark depression, I was just feeling flat and tired the same way I feel every winter. There was a minor difference this year though... I felt sort of prepared for it, and didn't panic as much as I have in the past. I knew I needed to take decent care of myself, keep making real-life connections and ride out the short days. I'll be forty this year... Could this be some early-onset wisdom?

I also have a commitment to my freshly minted word of the year.


During the last couple of months I've become more conscious of how I (somewhat perversely) avoid fun. Once in a while I catch myself and actually make the better decision... To open to the humour, the absurdity or even just the tenderness of the moment. 

This new thread of fun has been woven together with quite a bit of fear and sadness. There's a mysogynistic, climate-change denier at the helm down south and the mainstream world seems to be waking up to the trouble we're in politically, environmentally and culturally. It's hard to look at what's happening head-on.

I often feel overwhelmed.

And yet, the gathering stormclouds are motivating me to connect even more deeply with the things I find ridiculous and funny, that make me laugh until I'm wheezing and crying. I honestly don't see how we can navigate the challenges ahead without learning to find humour in the dark. If emotions are a rainbow then sadness and humour are definitely complementary colours.

So, with February nearly over I thought I'd share a few things I've done this winter to inject a little fun, connection and wholeheartedness into my life. 

1) Schitts Creek. It's on Netflix. Just watch it.

2) Weekly talks with my dear friend S who gets my sense of humour, reminds me to be humane with myself and gives the most insightful business/personal advice I could dream of.

3) Having reached the acceptance phase of not-getting-a-dog, I invested in a 50% off large-format, extra corny sheltie calendar. We name the new dog each month and I don't care if it's eccentric.

4) Planning. It's OK that not all fun is spontaneous. In fact, it's crucial to schedule it the same way you do with work and doctors appointments. Put it on the calendar and stick to it!  

6) Last but not least, find a few things that reliably crack you up. I just sat in the completely silent local library and quiet-laughed/wept while reading David Sedaris essays. My friend Miche recently told me about the show Extras with Ricky Gervais (here's a clip with David Bowie). My daughter and I are never failed by Maru the jumping cat.  And, finally... I give you the Pooch of NYC. If I need a quick LTIC (laugh til I cry) I study his face for a few seconds and bingo, I'm done.

Hello, my name is Agador...

Hello, my name is Agador...

OK, that's what I've got for now.

Much gratitude to all of you who read, reply, come to retreatsyoga class or Kars Massage Therapy. It feels like community and from my perspective it doesn't get any better than that.

xo Annie

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