Cutting-Edge Gatherings
Reflections in Menopause
What is Reflections in Menopause? This is a space that I share the collection of realizations I have come to over the years of my existence. What you will find are lessons learned over time and how they keep coming back like sweet reminders … in case I’ve forgotten.
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What is your constant?
I have been watching some political clips lately. Don’t worry I’m not interested in getting into sides. What has stood out for me is the lack of vision by the leaders. They seem to regurgitate the same spin and hook the supporters with sound bite responses. So I started to wonder what is the vision from the supporters. As an individual, I question myself on where I stand with topics. My biggest concern in life is saving the planet. I started that journey a long time ago and my progress has been turbulent. When I read about what hurts the planet I think how I contribute to the pain. And just like creating a list, I mentally sift through how I come in contact with X product. Over the years this became an involuntary practice. I admit that I did not easily convert, but each confrontation led me to change my own vision on how I approached things. My desire for healing this earth has never changed. The thing is, I would love for supporters to cultivate their own visions. Make a board as is a thing to do. Not on what you want for yourself, but on how you would like to see your surroundings, and your environment. Then pay attention to what the “leaders” are selling. Dive into their rhetoric. Notice the redundancy in their speeches, and interviews. And then match it against their actions. Yes there is so much to understand, but what is your constant? So going back to mine, the climate, I feel pretty confident in saying that neither side cares. The climate is not their constant. Staying in office is. So much of their alliances just go to show they want to see and be seen by powerful people. And when those powerful people want to push off climate as an issue to address, they push it off too. So climates loses again. We are having to concede on what is becoming inevitable – a warming earth. Why? I am doing a lot of work to change my own habits, grow less dependent on things, reduce as best as I can with my carbon footprint. Why do we collectively not demand that of our leaders? What is their vision? And does it align with mine? Does it align with yours?
Immersive Anxiety
When I was younger I imagined I would spend much of my life traveling. I grew up in a time in the US where not many kids traveled like I did. So, of course when I had children I felt it was my duty to replicate a childhood filled with new experiences. In the end I found that my childhood travels gave me insight that other childhood experiences would not provide. And I wanted that for my own children.
When I have an opportunity to travel, I seize it. One of my kids took part in a tour of Italy performing with her orchestra and my husband and I felt this was a not to miss tour. Our other children participated in sports and the best we saw were motels and drives to the fields to get a glimpse of them play in their favorite sport. So we mentally treated the Italy tour in the same way. And then we went on a glorious tour of music, museum, street wandering and love filled trip. So, where is the anxiety?
Mostly, vacationing it Italy is not anxiety inducing. It is a picture of time where we participated in joy, laughter and love. That was the main drug effect we were living. It didn’t matter where we went – we were immersed in the love of living.
I come back to my life in the US, and it is not a bad life. I would love to design my life to mimic what I experienced in Italy, but the best way for me to create that would be in my decor. There isn’t the same kind of love pulsing through our own day to day living. We are mostly immersed in anxiety.
I don’t have much at this time to offer deep psychological understanding of the harm that is inflicted on us with a constant drip of anxiety. I am deeply invested and immersed in the practices of building, maintaining and preserving a life filled with anxiety because that is the daily experience. What I do know is recreating an environment at home is not enough. We need to build out a system that brings in missing elements of reminders that we are living, breathing, human beings.
I long for the days …
When I was a young child, I had issues with my own family, but overall I can say that I felt relatively safe. It took me a lifetime to come to this understanding. Overall, my parents (like myself) did whatever we could to create an environment where their and my children felt relatively safe. That is the “high” I am in search of. I don’t need drugs – heck at this point in my life I don’t need alcohol either. But then again I was never very good at building a habit out of either of them. Do any of you remember what it felt like to *feel* safe?
I know I may sound naive in bringing up my childhood desires for safety, but honestly isn’t that what we are all chasing in the storm of anxiety? Aren’t we trying to find comfort in our environment?
I have been taking much time trying to pick apart what makes me most anxious. It’s the same for everyone I think – kids, health, parents, aging and money. If I could make sure my kids are safe and well adjusted for the rest of their lives … if I can guarantee my husband and my own health with minor scrapes and bruises along the way … if I could ensure that my parents feel loved and supported as they stare down the tunnel of the end of life … if I could just know that I will have ample money until I die … well then I think that would spell safety for me.
Here’s the catch. Despite everything slowly going in that direction, knock on wood everyone … yes I’m superstitious, I do not feel that way while I am living these days out. I can look back and say to myself “It’s too bad you were so anxious. There was never a reason to be that nervous.” I know that as I look at the people my children are becoming, they are living evidence of so much of what I’ve done ‘right’. They’re well adjusted young people. They are caring and loving and thoughtful people. They are also fierce protectors. And despite some mid 50s changes, I think my husband and my health is doing just fine, and both our parents are so delighted to know that they have their children nearby popping in for a visit, annnnd the money thing is chugging along as best as the little locomotive that could. We’re doing alright.
So what the hell am I anxious about? Wellllll, remember Italy? Let me take another scenic route in trying to explain my views on anxiety. I used to take online language learning classes. Right now I maintain it through a family membership with Duolingo. While I was learning through a teacher online, we built up the expected common phrases and beginners conversation phrases, niceties, and important questions. As the sessions continued I felt stuck rather quickly and honestly I was bored. I thought maybe I wasn’t connecting to the teacher, but I knew that was not it. She was so lovely. Eventually it dawned on me that I was only spending 1 hour a week in actual conversation and I was limited because I was following a format – I felt like a parrot. So now when I zoom into the experience of being in Italy, I was forced to do real time thinking and spontaneous questioning, and google translating just to keep up with living and being in Italy. It was an immersive experience.
Even though I am aware of how things are good in my life, I cannot get away from anxiety. The same worries haunt me. In conversation with other menopausal women what bonds us together now more than ever is a sense of anxiety that I *see* is a lack of safety because we are worried more often than we are immersed in a surrounding that is disconnected. We live in an environment that elevates problems, and feel powerless in remedying issues. To often we gravitate to entertainment to escape overwhelming anxieties. I feel we draw further away from each other this way. I think I read somewhere that the medicine to anxiety is to walk through your life with a sense of awe. Sometimes I remember to do this and sometimes awe inspiring things inserts itself in my day. And you know what? For a prolonged period of time I feel inspired, uplifted and grateful. And for me awe is a big ingredient for building an immersive experience. I do not believe I need to live the same feelings in Italy. I don’t think that is us.
So, I want to invite readers whether they’re in menopause or not to begin to take inventory of their own physical, emotional and psychological experiences. How much awe do you experience?
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The Gift of Awe
When I think about having an awe inspired event, I am programmed to think that it is only a positive experience. I started to think about this notion and I am realizing how wrong I am. When I think about a natural disaster like the California fires I know that I am having the same sense of awe at the magnitude of its damage. The images that came out online with the destruction the fires caused to living neighborhoods left me speechless. I felt just as small as I do when I see a gorgeous mountain that may take my breath away. Awe is a feeling that moves through me – it is not associated to good meaning or bad meaning.
I have been taking much time trying to pick apart what makes me most anxious. It’s the same for everyone I think – kids, health, parents, aging and money. If I could make sure my kids are safe and well adjusted for the rest of their lives … if I can guarantee my husband and my own health with minor scrapes and bruises along the way … if I could ensure that my parents feel loved and supported as they stare down the tunnel of the end of life … if I could just know that I will have ample money until I die … well then I think that would spell safety for me.
Here’s the catch. Despite everything slowly going in that direction, knock on wood everyone … yes I’m superstitious, I do not feel that way while I am living these days out. I can look back and say to myself “It’s too bad you were so anxious. There was never a reason to be that nervous.” I know that as I look at the people my children are becoming, they are living evidence of so much of what I’ve done ‘right’. They’re well adjusted young people. They are caring and loving and thoughtful people. They are also fierce protectors. And despite some mid 50s changes, I think my husband and my health is doing just fine, and both our parents are so delighted to know that they have their children nearby popping in for a visit, annnnd the money thing is chugging along as best as the little locomotive that could. We’re doing alright.
So what the hell am I anxious about? Wellllll, remember Italy? Let me take another scenic route in trying to explain my views on anxiety. I used to take online language learning classes. Right now I maintain it through a family membership with Duolingo. While I was learning through a teacher online, we built up the expected common phrases and beginners conversation phrases, niceties, and important questions. As the sessions continued I felt stuck rather quickly and honestly I was bored. I thought maybe I wasn’t connecting to the teacher, but I knew that was not it. She was so lovely. Eventually it dawned on me that I was only spending 1 hour a week in actual conversation and I was limited because I was following a format – I felt like a parrot. So now when I zoom into the experience of being in Italy, I was forced to do real time thinking and spontaneous questioning, and google translating just to keep up with living and being in Italy. It was an immersive experience.
Even though I am aware of how things are good in my life, I cannot get away from anxiety. The same worries haunt me. In conversation with other menopausal women what bonds us together now more than ever is a sense of anxiety that I *see* is a lack of safety because we are worried more often than we are immersed in a surrounding that is disconnected. We live in an environment that elevates problems, and feel powerless in remedying issues. To often we gravitate to entertainment to escape overwhelming anxieties. I feel we draw further away from each other this way. I think I read somewhere that the medicine to anxiety is to walk through your life with a sense of awe. Sometimes I remember to do this and sometimes awe inspiring things inserts itself in my day. And you know what? For a prolonged period of time I feel inspired, uplifted and grateful. And for me awe is a big ingredient for building an immersive experience. I do not believe I need to live the same feelings in Italy. I don’t think that is us.
So, I want to invite readers whether they’re in menopause or not to begin to take inventory of their own physical, emotional and psychological experiences. How much awe do you experience? Do you even feel its absence?
Kindness 101
I used to be a news junkie. Nowadays I avoid it like anyone avoids viruses. If there was a vaccine to inoculate myself from ever watching or reading news again I would take it. I’m willing to be a guinea pig for it. We need to remind ourselves that the news are designed to keep us in perpetual chaos and pain.
Sometimes I cannot avoid it because I am drawn to it easily. In the end I want to pay attention to everything going on in the world but I know in my heart that it is not being reported without bias.
You know how they report more light-hearted segments just to give the viewer something to feel good about? Well this segment included kids and kindness. I’m going to be honest – I did not watch the segment but it did get me to thinking.
But first I rolled my eyes. I had an immediate reaction to having segment what I assumed was to teach kindness through children. I feel like we use kids are a cover to pass on “pure” qualities for them demonstrate while we adults behave like rabid animals. We want to be reminded of kindness through our children just so we don’t have to own up to being the examples that our children need to see so they can learn. It’s absolutely troubling that we have campaigns to remind each other of “what’s important”.
I’m not throwing everyone under the bus here. There are so many wonderful people who are genuinely kind.
Even though I am aware of how things are good in my life, I cannot get away from anxiety. The same worries haunt me. In conversation with other menopausal women what bonds us together now more than ever is a sense of anxiety that I *see* is a lack of safety because we are worried more often than we are immersed in a surrounding that is disconnected. We live in an environment that elevates problems, and feel powerless in remedying issues. To often we gravitate to entertainment to escape overwhelming anxieties. I feel we draw further away from each other this way. I think I read somewhere that the medicine to anxiety is to walk through your life with a sense of awe. Sometimes I remember to do this and sometimes awe inspiring things inserts itself in my day. And you know what? For a prolonged period of time I feel inspired, uplifted and grateful. And for me awe is a big ingredient for building an immersive experience. I do not believe I need to live the same feelings in Italy. I don’t think that is us.
So, I want to invite readers whether they’re in menopause or not to begin to take inventory of their own physical, emotional and psychological experiences. How much awe do you experience? Do you even feel its absence?
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Reflections in Menopause
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LOVE
I’m menopausal which is loaded with a lot of meaning in that 10 letter word. My symptoms have been hard. I’ve gained nearly 20 pounds in the course of 5-7 years. My hot flashes have been intense – preceded by body panic attacks. Don’t get me started on having difficulty with focusing. Some days I feel as if my mind has 100 tabs open. As with just about anything in life, stress increases all of my symptoms.
I would never suggest that anyone experiencing this stage in life disregard any symptom. I will admit I was that person who did ignore and I tried to muscle on until I could no longer hide the symptoms. Please seek assistance from a health professional as I did.
Once my hot flashes were out of control, I sought out a women’s health group specifically catering to peri/menopausal women. Since going on HRT, my life has changed dramatically. It wasn’t until I was on it for a while that I was able to see how bad my symptoms really were. I started learning and listening to podcasts, audiobooks on the scientific side of this stage of life. All the vague symptoms began to make sense, and at the same time I began to feel overwhelmed because there were too many symptoms associated with menopause. I admit, my understanding is still on a surface level. I would love to dedicate time to learn but can I be honest? I get bored. It started and continues to feel like a job to keep learning all things about my hormones, or diets, the kinds of fabrics to wear, alcohol, how to get better sleep and processed foods consumption. It’s overwhelming! And there are influencers absolutely everywhere. They’re teaching and sharing how they transformed their bodies to be fitter, stronger, leaner than before. I applaud them but a lot of this go get ‘em effort still overwhelms me. Don’t get me wrong, I want what they’re selling. I am very slow at making changes I guess.One thing that’s become apparent for me is that we “treat” menopause and I haven’t gotten the sense that we grow through menopause. I have found that we don’t give weight to wisdom gained in this time. I find our practice or view of menopause still perpetuates loneliness. It feels like another thing to DO and not necessarily experience, and evolve.
That’s when I started to think about a simple blogging site. I want to document my growth in the space I inhabit. Remember the 100 tabs? When I’ve had profound realizations, I don’t always have the time to write it out … but this is my attempt to capture some realizations and reflections I have along the way. My intention here is to write out as best as I can (I really hope I get better at writing too) the holes that I see, the wisdom I gain and the sense of empowerment in becoming an elder part of society. We are not going to have the same experiences. Please remember that I’m no expert. If I ever say anything about the physiological aspects of menopause – I will link my sources. My offerings here are brought on by my own experiences and insights. I repeat – please do not mistake me for an expert.
And like any other blogging page, you can expect some recommendations on things that I feel are meaningful to me.So, welcome to my blog … I really hope you keep coming back.
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LONELINESS
In my previous entry I suggested that this time is lonely. I hope I can better explain this thinking. Since life turned back on after Covid, I haven’t felt the same. Maybe some of this was due to post Covid symptoms, maybe they’re due to menopause symptoms, I haven’t really figured it out yet. All I know is my interests in what I once considered fun activities or fun social engagements have shifted. I haven’t felt as safe to share openly about these feelings of loneliness because I feel we live in a culture that wants to diagnose every shift as being problematic. I worried too much that it would go under the umbrella of mental illness. I have spent the past 4 years assessing and analyzing myself only to become brave enough to say that socializing (at least the way I was experiencing it) was not rewarding as I am an introvert. My retreat from “social” activities was quite easy and relieving. Once my kids were back in school post – Covid I noticed that there was a rush to return back to normal. It felt overwhelming because the CDC and the government did a great job in teaching me to be distant. So, I didn’t easily take to jumping back into crowded spaces. What came with the world opening back up astonished me. In the US alone, over 1 million people died due to the spread of Covid. And I had a hard time going back to pre-covid ways. Honestly I had a hard time pretending that anything was like before with the significant loss in this country. It felt strange to experience. I didn’t make a conscious decision to explore how I wanted to shift. It started happening for me. I knew that I didn’t want to go to a party, I didn’t want to go to a gym, I didn’t want to pretend maintaining friendships that were held together by a weak thread was beneficial. On a side note, I found that a lot of my friendships were weak. Instead, I wanted to take walks, I wanted to work, I wanted to travel. I shifted in what I thought was worth my time. And
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GRACE
I am actually a retired yoga instructor. I am thankful for retiring because I never felt like I belonged. When I used to attend events or classes or even teach I felt like a monkey who was performing so I would get a reward. No offense to monkeys. The alignment of my retirement and Covid was a relief. I needed the break so badly, and then I just never wanted to come back. People ask me now if I would like to teach. I still say no. I felt that the “art” of teaching was missing. I never felt the studio space was creating lasting relationships. And I’m not talking about with each other, I’m talking about the student with their own bodies. I would offer so many scenic routes to feel one’s own body parts and then I would inevitably have a student who would ask “Where do I put my hands and feet”? Some days I would sigh within and see how we were living very different moments and then other days I wanted to ask “Who gives a fuck”? But more times I would just answer and then go back to teaching basics. I never felt I captured the students that were ready to move past basics. There were very few students like that. But when I did I felt heard and validated. I tried so hard to be authentic. What did that mean? I didn’t bullshit. I didn’t try to regurgitate what I didn’t understand myself. Trust me when I say that there are more people who still do not understand and have huge followings. It seemed like it eas a requisite – say things you don’t understand and then build a large audience. I never understood the attraction. I used to drive long distances to learn from these people and the majority of the time I would walk away feeling like “that’s it”? I know I’m rambling, what does this have to do with Grace? Well I now realize how hard I was on myself. And I allowed others to be that hard on me. I had little compassion to give to myself. I knew so much more than many instructors. I never allowed myself to be found out. Now I do yoga once a week and I go to an instructor who I can clearly see feels less certain to go beyond their comfort. When I did show up, I could sense the instructor’s jitters. But I keep showing up. Why? Because I actually get something from it. This instructor’s class is also outside of my own comfort zone. And I genuinely appreciate how we allow ourselves to be “seen” this way. This is what I define as grace as it relates to the physical practice of yoga.
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RESOLVE
Now I am going to whine a little. I have been trying to take the slow route to losing weight. The problem is in order for me to get there it required me to walk or step 15,000+ and then eat so little. I do have to work somehow. I know there are more efficient ways to work out – but if I had my way it would involve me doing my daily deeds on foot. The thing is I can’t. The only way to get those kinds of steps in on a daily basis is to be on a sightseeing tour. And well the US isn’t built in a way to sightsee your day to day activities. And my interest in a gym is zero. So I have a treadmill in my basement. I do my hamster wheel walk on there. I would say I average about 6-8,000 steps. Some days are better than others but I don’t think I get that much more. And then I have been eating as a vegan for close to 8 weeks now. My weight has gone in the other direction and I am losing my mind. How can I gain weight being a vegan? The reason why I approached my diet this way is because I was sick of swelling and bloating. The inflammation on my face was angering. My nose and eyes were always puffy. I had been trying to do the whole high protein shit diet. And honestly I felt like my body was working overtime to digest. So, I cut out dairy, egg and meat fully. And I don’t even feel like I want to have any of that just yet. The one thing I allow myself to have is honey. I do love it so much. It has been difficult including protein through a plant based diet. I am definitely not getting the protein levels as is possible with a carnivorous diet. But my inflammation that is visible on the outside has subsided significantly. But losing weight? Impossible. And I am absolutely angry. I know my body is a temple and all that stuff – but truth be told I want to be thin again. I’m definitely not anywhere near fat – but I am no where near where I was 5 months ago. I am absolutely angry that I can watch my husband eat all the shit he wants, drink beer and then lose weight by doing old people weight lifting. These are the automated circuits that will measure your weight and your progress while you “exercise”. I have read all the “reasons” and have been told all the steps I can take – but honestly I don’t want to hear it anymore. What I hear is “You’re doing EVERYTHING wrong.” It seems I can’t even plant based right. And my desire to be thinner is so strong that I feel hurt. I am just sad about that. I want to wear certain styles (fits) that I can’t. So I gravitate to baggier stuff. I do this because if I start feeling bloated, then I’m not being squeezed. I don’t know what I’m resolving. I am trying to get there … but if I am even more honest – this strong desire to get the weight under control has more to do with my surroundings going absolutely bananas. I’m not talking about my immediate surroundings – I’m talking about the horrors happening daily. And my weight is directly tied to wanting to have some kind of control over something. I want to stick it to the women who are weight lifting (cuz honestly there’s no way all that is happening 1 hour 3-4 times a week as many social media accounts say). I know I can’t control what is happening. But I also know that looking away has led to all the horrible shit going on. Our kids are watching us watching and then either choosing to engage or choosing to say or do nothing. If I have any sway, can I ask (rhetorically) do you find yourself paying attention? Are you interested in paying attention to your surroundings outside of your immediate circle? If so, do you have a practice of expanding that? If not, why? What keeps you from thinking about something or someone outside of you? I don’t mean that as an insult honestly. If that is how it is received – please know it has more to do with my inelegant phrasing than my intention. So back to my worst issue, I will still keep on working on it. I am going to try and break daily my
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Hormone Replacement Therapy – a review about an influential doctor
Hormone Replacement Therapy – a review about an influential doctor.
Concept – realization on the medical community and their impact on menopause. While I thank them for turning their attention to addressing health issues, I feel like they are to blame for so much of the problem. Please know that I am singling out medical community only in the area of those that deal with it day to day – I am not taking those that have manipulated the medics/research community off the hook either. More of them are scum. I actually don’t think doctors are. But I will pick a bone with them in this way. Why do you create the health problems and then when you fix them you still want a piece of the cash pie? Your model still puts you on top while you need us to be sick and then willing to pay for your services. For example, how many social media accounts are out there belonging to doctors where they dangle a little piece of their knowledge and then hook you into buying their solution? Why not give it for free? If it’s a diet, it was likely not part of your schooling, so why are you trying to by to make more money off of me? Why are you selling me the vitamins? I listened to a conversation with Dr Mary … , on YouTube. She’s the founder of the Galveston diet and she is absolutely great. I have learned a lot from her with the little clips, or reels she will add to her account but this episode was making me angry as I listened to her. She spoke about her background being in ob/gyn and then she revealed some of her schooling days and then her practice in her specialty. Please don’t get me wrong, I am not trying to get focus on me in picking on her. I need her. I want her to continue to do the work she’s doing. But she got to a certain point in the interview where she openly said that she was not a good menopause doctor provider. She talked about their internal code for a menopausal woman who came in when she was on rotation during clinical hours and their code for a menopausal woman was WW. It means whiny woman. She knows now how awful it was to test someone that way – why? Because she’s a menopausal woman now herself. She speaks about the healthcare community falling short, why is she trying to make up for it by coming up with her own brand of collagen, her own diet, and her own … why not give it out of the kindness of your heart? I mean the diet – if you knew you weren’t a good provider, why can’t you give the diet away? Those women suffered. One of them was my own mother. She hot flashed for over 10 years. She was treated like she knew nothing and needed to just do x, y, z. And guess what? I was one of this treating her that way. You know what? I don’t want to treat her that way anymore. You can’t talk about the system being short sighted and then hide behind it like you were never part of the system. You’re now just tweaking the system to make you look like a savior with much needed knowledge. And then use the exact same model of the system to gain from your mistakes. Ahem Biden – this is why you lost your re-election bid. If you think I am picking on women alone please know I can do with with men. It just so happens that I am pissed about a topic that i am actually living. And i feel like my worth sometimes is attached to how much anyone can make off of me. And that’s just cruel. Again I cannot emphasize this enough – this woman has not made my life worse … I just want her to recognize that she’s taking more from people because she portrays herself as if she’s an innocent bystander in areas of research. It took her going through the stage of menopause to recognize how much value there is studying women’s health. Please just recognize how you contributed to the system. You are not a victim – yes she does not say it outright …her argument sets it up so that she can demonize it and then use her demonization as the argument to gain from it.
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