Geralyn Wichers

"Life is a great adventure, or nothing"

What do you do when you are hopeless, in the deepest of slumps. Help is immanent, but it’s not here yet and you can’t bear it any longer? It feels like darn near everything is going the way of the buffalo. That’s extinction, if you haven’t guessed. I feel like a broken record saying this, because …

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Inspiring thoughts on how accepting reality can combat stress and suffering in our lives. The following is condensed from Should I Fire My Doctor, by Patricia J. Sulak, MD. Stress is inevitable. Suffering is optional. In my pursuit of wellness, I have come across this concept multiple times. I agree. We need to Stifle Stress, and …

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“Why are there so many people here?” That was early January in the gym, as I pounded away on the treadmill and grew increasingly annoyed by the chatter around me. Oh yeah, January–resolutions and such. I confess that as I watched two pretty, thin girls do five or six reps on each machine and then …

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Coffee addicts know that tea is no substitute for the ‘real thing.’ After six days without that rich, brown nectar of heaven, I know this for sure. I don’t know how much caffeine tea has in it, but not enough to stave off the headache and muscle ache of withdrawal. Poor me. 😉 I’m sure …

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What can a canoe portage teach us about New Year’s resolutions? it was a muggy August day. Above us, grey rain clouds had blocked out the sun and left us to the sticky heat and the mosquitos.  We’d spent the weekend with a troop of teens, camped on a tiny island in the middle of …

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“I have an iron will, and all of my will has always been to conquer some horrible feeling of inadequacy… I push past one spell of it and discover myself as a special human being, and then I get to another stage and think I’m mediocre and uninteresting… again and again. My drive in life …

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The dictionary says that the word ‘slump’ originates from a word meaning ‘to fall into a bog.’  That’s wonderfully accurate.  The kind of slumps I’m thinking of are quicksand-ish things that suck you down and render you, the high-performance machine, into a tire-spinning mess. They’re kind of dangerous if not diagnosed.  So here is how …

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This week I took my second sick day of the year, and the third of my lifetime.  Yes, I consider myself to be indestructible, and when I do get sick I go to work anyway. Last Saturday I woke up with burning lungs, like the feeling you get after you’ve inhaled caustic cleaner (been there, …

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“I’m afraid to die before I’ve really lived,” he said. Funny the things you talk about on late shifts.  We stood over our tank of coating suspension, the peristaltic pump chugging the soupy, white mixture from one tank to the other.  I don’t know why we were talking about death–death by drowning, death by fire. …

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There was never a less epic race, but in my head it was a huge deal. I’m still not sure a 5K is called a race, but friends have called it a marathon to which I would always say “It’s not a marathon!” “So what do you call it?” they’d ask. “I dunno. A race?” …

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