Saturday, March 31, 2012

Mood-Elevator

I don't consider myself to be a particularly moody person, but every now and then, a blue mood creeps up on me. Actually, it's something we all have to contend with, as it's part of the human experience, and sadly, no one is immune. 

Conversely, there are a multitude of "mood-elevators" out there to help combat these occasional feelings of sadness, which range from chemical to herbal, yoga and meditation to hard-core exercise, music, and even sleep. Then there are the vices, and again, we all have them to some extent; shopping, alcohol, cigarettes, gambling, prescription and illegal drugs, and, my personal favorite … chocolate. 

(You thought I was going to include shoe shopping, didn't you?!)

Okay … I won't lie. I admit that I've occasionally sought out some form of shoe therapy … but only now and then, and with varying degrees of success. But sometimes even a gorgeous pair of 4" stilettos didn't do the trick.

Throughout what I've come to call my "Fabulous Shoe Night Journey," I've noticed something remarkable. For lack of a better term, FSN has added punctuation to my life, immeasurably enriching it, while underscoring my experiences on this journey with color and emphasis. This last year has been a roller coaster of emotions for me … all felt more intensely, indeed because of Fabulous Shoe Night.

So, imagine how it felt this week to present the Family Support Line, (www.familysupportline.org), who will be receiving the proceeds of our Media, PA chapter's monthly Girls' Nights Out for all of 2012, with more than $600 from the proceeds from just one GNO in  March? I'm still flying … literally soaring. And it got me to thinking …

It's so easy. So wonderfully, simply, powerfully easy. 

In a bad mood? Feeling blue?

Give.

That's right … just give.

Give a compliment, give a smile. Give a hug or a kiss. Hold a door open for a stranger. It doesn't have to cost you anything. Let someone ahead of you in the grocery line if they have fewer items than you. I recently did this for a woman, and that simple gesture started a conversation that left us both smiling when she waved good-bye. We teach our three boys to hold doors open for people when we're in public. This small gesture never fails to elicit gratitude, and more often than not, surprise, because it's so unexpected and up-lifting.  The best part is that it makes them feel good … which means they do it more often, on their own. I can't think of a more valuable lesson to give my boys.

Yes, Fabulous Shoe Night is fun. Women love to get dressed up and share cocktails and conversation with other women, but I can tell you that as a group, that's not why we meet. We come together, every month, because we know we're making a difference, and it feels good. Doing good feels good.

It's during those blue moods that we feel most alone in the world, yet, ironically enough, it's an experience we all share. The human experience, with all it's up and downs and roller coaster emotions, is unfailingly enriched by reaching out to those who need a hand, or perhaps, even just a chance. 

Want an example? This is my gift to you. It literally exemplifies every point I've discussed, from elevating mood, giving someone a chance, to that unexpected, unbelievably up-lifting rush of emotion that absolutely defines the human experience and connects us all to one another.


Now … how do you feel

(Smile) I know … me, too. Now go out there and pass it on, in any form you choose. That's the beauty of giving … the possibilities are not only endless, but more far-reaching than you may have ever thought possible.

And not only will you feel … well, fabulous, but I'd be willing to bet that it will elevate your mood higher than any pair of 4" stilettos.




          "Remember that the happiest people are not those getting more, but those giving more."  ~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.


Friday, March 16, 2012

Birthday Wishes

            
            Did you know it's our birthday? Well, it is … kind of! 

            It was a year ago that I was having dinner with my dear friend Andrea when we were both complimented on our shoes. The same exact day that I took my "Terrible Fall." (Yes … the incident was so big, and so significant, that I think both capitalization and quotation marks are justified! In fact, I feel I showed remarkable restraint by deciding against italics and bold typeface as well!) If you've forgotten that particular story, here's a link. I, for one, don't wish to be reminded  … writing about it was enough, thank-you-very-much. 
            

            So much has happened in our first year, and so much continues to happen, that I live in a state of perpetual amazement. Throughout my blog posts in this first year, I've thrown around words like "serendipity," "magic," and "fairy dust" … not for any sort of comic relief or writer's embellishment, but because I really feel I have experienced them. Sometimes I wonder that if on that day of the "Terrible Fall," natural clumsiness, 4 inch heels and a wet floor didn't have as much to do with it as I was perhaps struck by lightning that infused me with an unforeseen bolt of creativity, for that was the very beginning of it all.

            Let me be honest … I have never been creative. Ever.  The one creative endeavor I can even think of was back when I was first married, and made meatloaf in the shape of a heart for Valentine's Day. Now, however, I have ideas literally erupting night and day … fruitful, magnificent, prolific ideas, all with honest to goodness potential, that leave me, and those who know me best, scratching our heads in wonder at where they're all coming from? And while it is not lost on me that a good idea is just that, and that it is the execution that matters most, the fact I am having them at all is nothing short of amazing. (I mean, really …. meatloaf??)

            When describing this fantastic journey I find myself on, I've often said that I don't feel that I'm on a path as much as I feel I'm being led down a path … and that the Universe somehow approves. Doors I never knew existed are suddenly being thrown open, and I am witnessing some of the very ideas that have leapt into my head actually come to fruition. When this happens I am often in awe, but always, always filled with a profound sense of gratitude.

            People often ask me what they can do to help, and my answer is always the same: Come to a Fabulous Shoe Night event. Or, better yet, if our founding chapter in Media, PA is geographically undesirable, start a chapter of your own. Several ambitious, self-starting, fabulous women have done just that, and I can't help but giggle in delight when they tell me that mere mention of the words "Fabulous Shoe Night" never fail to elicit the same response when they tell their friends about it; invariably, there is a widening of the eyes, followed by a gasp, and the words, ""What is that??? Tell me more!!" 

            Ironically enough, what we're really after is feet in the door … many feet, in all different types of shoes. For the more women who come to a Fabulous Shoe Night "Girl's Night Out," the more money goes to the local charity we're helping for a year, the Family Support Line, or the local charities our sister chapters are contributing to in their hometowns.  Better yet, bring friends, lots of them. The equation is simple … more feet = more money for charity.

            So, on this very special first birthday, this is our birthday wish as we blow out the single candle on our (imaginary) cake; We would be most honored if  you would celebrate with us. 

            But please … no gifts. Your presence is present enough!





            "So powerful is the light of unity that it can illuminate the whole earth." ~~ Baha'u'llah

            *** Interested in Starting a Fabulous Shoe Night chapter where you live? Email me at jenginuity@aol.com