Control-Alt-Delete


controlaltdeleteThe function of the key combination differs depending on the context but it generally interrupts or facilitates interrupting a function.   Huh…how different would our lives be if we could perform a “soft reboot” when we felt it absolutely necessary?  We do it to our computers without even batting an eye lash.  How many times have you been working on a project on the computer and it freezes…just stops working,  the first thing we think to do is hit those three tiny keys.  We know that the number one risk is that what we have just spent hours working on may be lost, yet we do it anyway, why?  Is it impatience, lack of computer knowledge, or just the fact that we know we are in control?

The little finger is gently placed on the control key…. with just a bit more pressure the index finger presses down on the alt button….and with every force in your being you slam the opposite index finger on the delete key!  You know you’ve done it.  Now think back to how it felt, the instant gratification that came with hitting that delete key so hard that the tip of your finger is now throbbing.  You are the queen/king of your computer.. you have beat it, all you have to do now is turn it back on, let that baby warm up and you are on your way.

I have been a total  scatter brain lately, the things running through my head are all jumbled up like letters from a boggle game and the sand in the timer is almost out.    I have had several moments where I wished I had those three buttons so that I can take a few moments when I am rebooting to just breathe.  Of course we have all thought about having a pause button and there are several occasions that I could think of where freezing time would come in handy, but for some reason these seem like they would prove to be more useful.  ctrlaltdelt

PC Encyclopedia gives this definition for the process:  The key combination in Windows that enables a user to terminate an unresponsive application. When all three keys are pressed at the same time, the Task Manager utility is launched, which displays all open applications. It also enables the user to reboot the computer.  Ok, now do me a favor and think of a time where you could apply that to your life…..I have like a million how about you?

We may be willing to take the risk and lose our monthly budget report by performing that reboot, but would we be willing to lose life moment’s if we came equipped with a similar utility.  As appealing as it may seem to slam on that delete button during painful moments of our lives, it is within those moments that we are really being rebooted.   The hard part is waiting before placing our fingers on those keys, wait to see if your frozen moment can be undone in its own time, not by you trying to control it.

Since my divorce I have been feverishly trying to put my life back together, making every detail perfect.  The perfect job, home, friends, and even romance.  I’ve been on a speed train just pushing ahead to the next thing, not taking any time to just breathe, look around and let life happen to me, instead of my trying to make life happen.   I feel like I’ve in a way been doing my own soft reboot by just skipping ahead and searching for anything that would resemble putting my life back on track.  When what I should be doing is living in the frozen moments,  figuring out why they are frozen and what it is going to take make my life move again.

So how will I do it? I can apply those keys in a different way.  First by taking control of how I handle things when life starts swinging, then using that alt key to find alternatives when something is not going how it should in order to move me ahead in a positive way, finally deleting anything that is detrimental to my progression or is not allowing me to just be me.

Have you felt the need for those three magic keys? Ever tried to use them?  Please share.

Kimberly

Courageous Butterfly

11/12/13

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Caution…Work In Progress


work in progressLately, my time is spent with a tool in my hand, sometimes it’s a hammer, other’s it’s a paint brush, today it was a two-wheeled dolly to haul damaged, rotted out wood from a front walk to a pile in the back yard.  I have been working very hard to make my new home mine. Erasing memories that live within the walls, floors, and even the front walk.  In the midst of all of the pounding, scraping, sweeping, sawing, and washing I have realized that moving on from divorce or loss requires more construction than I thought.

However, I’ve also concluded that these memories I’m ferociously trying to remove, I’ve never actually seen!  They are images that I  believed have happened in this home, scenes that I have created in my mind.  So I’m working as hard as I can to make changes, that other than being cosmetic, I really won’t notice, or will I?  The mind can play many tricks on us and recently mine is doing some very fuzzy thinking.  My hope was that with each new renovation I would be able to feel some sort of release happening in my mind, heart and soul.  Sometimes I even envisioned the memories being lifted from the area I was working on and floating off into the horizon.

This journey has brought many difficult changes my way, and every once in a while I get a little reminder of something I forgot to change.  Like being called by your previous married name in the grocery store because you didn’t change your rewards card information.  Then  looking blankly into the eyes of the poor unaware cashier, seeing her puzzled look and just saying, yes that’s me.  Yes that’s me?

This little reminder was a kick in the behind for this one.  Why on earth did I slink down and hide in who I was in my marriage?  Instead I should have stood tall (as tall as you can when your height challenged) pushed my shoulders back and said ” I’m sorry I need to update my information, I have been made new”.   What was I missing?  I was missing just one drop of courage, strength, and confidence to announce to that cashier, and the world, who I am.  If that wasn’t enough I had run into an old mom from my kids preschool days and she so happily addressed me as Mrs. and asked  how we all were.  I stood there like a deer in the headlights trying to think of a quick escape.  Maybe I could just drop what was in my hands and run out of the store and she wont’ notice?  Maybe I could play it off like I didn’t recognize her?  No, instead I politely told her things have changed and she glanced down at my ring finger, said I”m sorry and it was nice to see me then walked away.

With both of these  occurrences  is when I discerned that I am currently still under construction.  I’m my eyes I am the new me, with my new-old last name, but to some I still may be the married woman who I was for so long.  This is something that I need to work on, I need to be able to find the courage to stand up for who I am now.  But I’m going to need help.  This is going to sound a little silly but between the old me and the new me I feel like I can really take shape as to who I am supposed to me.  There were some really good moments with the married me and lessons I have learned, if I can apply them to the new me, let them mold together, then quite possibly the two of us can do something spectacular.

one drop

This will require patience and perseverance, there will be days when I really don’t want the old me to put in her two cents, and the new me is going to have to keep a very open mind, but if we give it all we’ve got, it will only take one drop…..of courage….. belief….strength…and confidence to fully become who I am meant to be.   Let the construction begin!

Divorce and loss can take a lot out of us, but I truly belive  if we put the old with the new we can become complete again.

Have you been able to merge the old with the new?  Please share..

Kimberly

Courageous Butterfly

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don’t panic


dream-butterflyThe caterpillar has just realized that she is trapped in her cocoon until she is ready and strong enough to fly on her own.  What do you think is going through her  mind?  I’d like to think she is calm, relaxed, and reflecting on what her future will be like once she is transformed.  Perhaps she closes her eyes and in a calm voice whispers to herself, “don’t panic”.

They are only two little words, 8 letters in total but when I speak them or hear them there is no calm in my voice.  Recently after a Chinese dinner I opened a fortune cookie.  I’m usually very excited to see what lies ahead, but this time when I read those two little words my pulse began to race.  All I could think of was why?  Why should I not panic?  What do I have coming that I will want to or need to panic, and how long to these Chinese fortunes last?

Life is full of bumps along the road and hills to climb and panicking through them will only make it harder to survive.  I thought about the past few years and wondered if there were any situations where I did panic, and I was able to think of a few.  When I look back on them now I can see that being in a panic mode did not really help me to resolve anything.  Then I looked even further back into my marriage, to an incident that if I would have processed it correctly, I would have seen what was happening then, instead of six years later.

When we panic we over-anticipate things which can make it look to us like we are over reacting.  That is what happened to me.  Instead of calmly looking at the situation one piece of evidence at a time and focusing on the facts and what I was seeing, I panicked.  I went into a OMG mode and I missed clues,  over looked facts, and ultimately that led me blindly into the false explanation that I would soon accept as truth.  Those emotions can cause you to look at things irrationally and at times you may even become fearful and hysterical.  I had immediately imagined the worst but because I was in that rushed surge of emotions, I convinced myself that I was wrong.  The emotions that panicking brought out of me were crazy, therefore I discounted it all.  Since then I have learned to trust my gut feelings and I know now that if I want to really hear them and feel them I have to go through difficult situations in a calm manner.

I can’t go back and change that moment but I can certainly learn from it.  I can let that moment go and make sure that in the future I pause before reacting.  Storms come and go in our lives just like in the weather.  At times we get a warning and other times they just drop out of the sky.  It is important that we have our emergency response system working properly.  At the first sign of trouble, or when the first dark cloud rolls in….pause….take a deep breath and whisper “don’t panic”, I’ve got this.  Then try to focus on the facts and what you need to do in order to grow, change, or move forward out of the storm.  Learn what ever life lessons are coming from it, accept any changes, and take pride in knowing that you have survived it.  As the storm passes, spread your wings and soar!z_p18-The-butterfly

I do not even want to imagine how many dizzy butterflies there would be if every caterpillar went into a OMG panic mode when they emerged from their cocoon.  Don’t be a dizzy butterfly….take a deep breath….close your eyes…..and whisper “don’t panic”.

Have you panicked and it altered your reasoning?  Please share in the comments.

Kimberly

Courageous Butterfly

3/17/13

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