Service Your StabilityPosted by Prime Method on Sun, 06/16/2013 - 08:49
For the last several months, I’ve been getting a reminder message from the universe: “Service Your Stability”.
Granted, it only appears when I turn on the ignition in my Tahoe, but I’m convinced there is a deeper meaning. I’m from the Motor City - clearly, I have a direct line from Henry Ford. So I had my tires rotated and the air pressure checked, but the message still appeared. This is where most people might instantly get their shocks replaced, but instead I’ve wracked my brain to determine what I can attend to in my life to honor the message. It makes me contemplate solidity, security, balance, safety, foundation, focus, two feet firmly planted – it makes me think of the father. That’s what “father” means to me: durability. And since my father is very ill after a battle with cancer and the resulting surgery, my very stability is threatened and evidently needs to be serviced.
It’s been challenging witnessing the decline of my big, strong dad, and made even more poignant because of what I do everyday as a health coach and personal trainer. It comes out of my mouth in some version on a daily basis: wellness is an attitude - an approach to life that means no matter what, you will keep behaving as if what you do today for your health and vitality will actually make a difference at the end. It's what I believe, teach and sell. I have to believe that what we eat, how we move, and how much we rest makes a difference. And as function wanes with age, injury or illness, rather than surrender, we have a responsibility to keep the fire burning, keep the engine going. It's a lot of work at times when we may feel we’ve earned a rest.
Here’s what I’ve come to on Father’s Day: Servicing my Stability is about honoring the bonds of family, friends and all human connection. And honoring my life’s purpose. And doing the right thing despite the outcome. And fighting for and investing in a philosophy of living that can give us peace while we’re dying. And accepting that regardless of our good intentions and solid investments, human life can be pure, unpredictable chaos.
To my big, strong dad, Frank Jackunas:
Thank you for instilling in me a solid work ethic and strong, moral compass.
Thank you for giving me an incredible education, and good food and a loving home.
Thank you for always telling me how smart and beautiful I am, and for investing in my potential with no judgment.
Thank you for the genes of intelligence, athleticism, humor and stubbornness you passed down.
Thank you for teaching me how to play football and how throw a perfect spiral – it never ceases to amaze the boys and win bets.
Thank you for saying yes when Michael asked you for my hand in marriage – awesome call.
Happy Father’s Day.
I love you.