Guidelines for Fully Living, Part 4

  1. Be still and quiet
  2. Do not interrupt
  3. Apologize
  4. Mind your manners
  5. Watch the watchers
  6. Go boldly where no one has gone before; do it.
  7. Shoulders back, chest out, head up
  8. Don’t take yourself too seriously
  9. Rest is as holy as work
  10. Practice, practice, practice (if you want to improve)

Guidelines for Living Fully, part 3

  1. Baby steps, slowImage
  2. Count the cost
  3. Selah
  4. Keep your eyes on the ball
  5. Wrist follow through
  6. Practice, practice, practice (if you want to improve)
  7. Give extravagantly
  8. Give 100% effort
  9. Network
  10. Collaborate


Rules for Fully Living, part 2

11. Honor confidentiality
12. Be appropriately transparent
13. Listen well
14. Grieve your losses fully
15. Confront evil
16. Honor differences
17. Hurting people hurt people
18. Trust your instincts
19. We teach people how to  treat us
20. Enjoy simple pleasures

Guidelines for Living Fully

I started a few months ago compiling some guidelines (rules, if you prefer) for living fully. I share a few with you below.

1. Be grateful
2. Rejoice
3. Smile and laugh often
4. Trust
5.  Don’t waste good
6. Tell the truth
7. Know when to cut your losses
8. Know when to say no
9. Know when to wait
10. Know when to say nothing

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Chuckology

Who wants to study Chuck? Why would anyone want to? He’s a nice guy and fun to be around; even I acknowledge that. He’s also interesting and has some great experiences to share. He likes people. Chuck is also human and can empathize with almost anyone. There are skeletons in his closet, but he doesn’t try to hide them–for the most part.

But study him? He doesn’t want anyone to study him. The very idea gives him the shivers. Chuckology? The suffix, ology = the study of.

Bio = life.

Biology = the study of life.

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Geo = the earth.

Geology = the study of the earth.

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Chuck = me.

Chuckology = the study of me.

Boring! Why not just spend time with me, get to know me. We might become friends. I’d like that. Yes, indeed.

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Theo = God.

Theology = the study of God.

Boring! Why not just spend time with him, get to know him. You might become friends. I’m told that he’d like that. Hmmmm.

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Racial Discrimination

My friend and colleague is Portuguese.  He grew up in Dubai and spent most of his summers at his grandparents in India.  He rocks!  When he and I recently discussed his considering moving to the small town where I live, he shared a concern with me.

“What if,” he mused, “God-forbid, we have another 9/11?  Would I be in danger because of my skin color and physical features?”

Sadly, I had to concede that it might be a problem.  He’s neither Arabic nor Muslim.  But he could, by ignorant people, be mistaken for either of those.  Sad!

And, so what if he were Arabic or Muslim.  That should make no difference either.  Racial profiling and prejudice continue to prevail in this country.  Not just with Arabic and Muslim people, but with Hispanic, African American, Native American, Asian people, and others.  How embarrassing.  The land of the free?  Home of the brave?  Those discriminated against have been brave; the prejudiced have not!

Diverticulitis

A family member and friend died several years ago from colon cancer.  It was horrible.  He apparently had a cancerous appendix and did not know it.  Although the problem began when his appendix burst and spread cancer cells throughout his abdominal cavity, the doctors also implicated severe diverticulitis.

As I understand the disease, it is caused by the rupturing of tissue sacs that form along the wall of the large intestine.  When food, usually processed starches (white bread, pastries, etc., white rice, and other similar foods), get stuck in the folds between these sacs, they can eventually cause infection which leads to the sacs rupturing.  Treatment for diverticulitis usually involves antibiotics and a low-fiber diet until healing occurs, then a high fiber diet for the future – if the condition is not severe.  If severe, advanced diverticulitis occurs, a difficult surgery is usually the only help available.

“None of this is comfortable to talk about, but yet thousands of people suffer with this condition, especially in industrialized countries where diets are often made up of refined or processed foods, and severely lacking in fiber. This really can become another strong reminder for us to watch what we eat and make sure to balance our diets with healthy doses of fiber, water, and other colon-cleansing foods to ensure a healthy digestive system. The ‘preventative method’ sure beats the heck out of having to undergo a treatment for diverticulitis.”  (http://hubpages.com/hub/treatment-for-diverticulitis).

While watching my friend and relative suffer through this long, painful illness – then death – I determined to eat right and avoid that kind of agony.  I have enough problems without asking for them.

The Role of Exercise

Yes, physically we are what we eat, but to physically healthy, we must also exercise.  Sometimes, when I’m feeling tired and gloomy, I can go for a brisk walk and, “ouila,” I become energized and my attitude drastically improves.

When I don’t exercise, I sometimes go for a mental trip – not a healthy one – a guilt trip.  I’ve learned that even a 10-minute walk can make a big difference.  A 2-minute walk is much, much better than no walk (and they prevent so many guilt trips).  Mini-exercises, I call them.  Longer walks are better, and upper body exercises are important too.  Admittedly, it is not always easy to exercise.  The day goes by so fast.  The best thing for me is to exercise in the early morning.  But, that means getting up earlier.  It’s a struggle, but, hey, we’re worth it, right!?  Happy exercising.

Diet and Health

Noticing a new limp, I asked a friend, “What happened?”  “It’s just gout,” he replied.  “Ouch,” I said.  “I understand that gout’s painful.”  He affirmed that rumor.  Then he went on to tell me that it is hereditary.  In his family he had inherited a predisposition to gout, and his brother had inherited a predisposition to diabetes.  I told him I was sorry.  He said, “Oh well, both are controlled by what we eat, so we just watch our diets.  I just got off my diet, and I’m paying the price!”

He had a good attitude about it, and he knew how to avoid the unnecessary pain and illness.  In truth, having inherited a predisposition to gout (or diabetes) might have been a gift.  It forced him to eat more healthily.

Years ago I had to do the same thing, and I am grateful and much more healthy than I would have been.  Watch what you eat, friends.  I want you to be healthy and be my friend for a long time!

Blue Genes

A devastating telephone call came that Sunday morning.  Nick was dead.  Nick!  Age 34!  Dead?  He was on a business trip in Amarillo, Texas and staying in a extended-stay motel suite.  So,  an autopsy was required.  A few days after the funeral, I went to Amarillo to get some information and closure.  One stop was the coroner’s office.

The coroner was a very nice man.  He told me the same thing I’ve heard on some of the CSI-type television shows, “We can tell a lot about a person from an autopsy.  Let me tell you what I learned about your brother.”  He told me that Nick had obviously enjoyed life to the full.  I fully affirmed that.   He said that Nick obviously enjoyed eating well.  That was for sure.  Nick and his buddies consumed sumptuous feasts regularly.  The doctor (coroner) added that although Nick died at age 34, he had lived a full life.

Then he told me that Nick was in excellent physical condition.  I affirmed that, telling the doc that Nick was even working out regularly in a local health club while conducting his business in Amarillo.  “But,” the doctor continued, “your brother did have a serious health problem that he probably didn’t even know he had.”  “What was that?” I asked.  He said that Nick had hyperlipidemia–a pre-disposition to building up lipids in his blood vessels.  In fact, the artery going from Nick’s heart to his lungs was completely occluded except for an opening the size of a pin point.  Apparently a blood clot broke from a previous ankle wound and found it’s way to that pinhole opening in Nick’s artery.  The doc said this traumatic event would be like being hit in the heart with a sledge hammer.

“The good news,” said the doc, “is that he died instantly, in his sleep, and felt no pain.”  “The bad news,” he continued, “is that this condition is genetic and is passed through the males in the family.  Your Dad, you, your sons, if you have any, are at risk.”  The sad news,” he went on to say, “is that all this could have be prevented with a change in diet.”  “You and your Dad and son(s) must do whatever is necessary to ensure that you eat healthily.”

We could have become blue over our genetic dilemma – “blue genes.”  We could have moped and complained.  Or, we could change the way we ate.  We did the latter.  I want to live a full life.