Yes, it’s been a few weeks since last we met. And now, just back, I sit, alternating between staring, gazing in a somewhat stupefied state out my New York City window, enjoying the music of the hustle and bustle, as the honks, sirens, people “talking,” all sounds make their way up the side of the building, into my home office; and writing a sentence or two of this morning’s KICK. (I’d call it a high-rise, but that’s a bit of an exaggeration, as there are only 9 floors.)
I am doing my best to orient myself via caffeine. Talk about writing in ‘real time,’ can you feel the stupefied part of me beginning to wake up?’ I can, holy goodness, mercy mercy me.
The Meaty Portion—or rather the Porky Portion of this week’s KICK:
Last week, while I was traveling about, I did talk to a client who was “struggling,” in need of a cup of motivation and inspiration! (Who isn’t?) Let’s call her Mary.
After talking it through with Mary and identifying that “sweets” are a red light food, a major-league trigger that keep her from fitting into her svelte clothes as well as purchasing a much coveted Eileen Fisher outfit, we—together—remembered and embraced the “Non-Piggy Bank” Pious Project from Our Lady of Weight Loss: Mysterious and Motivational Musings from the Patron Saint of Permanent Fat Removal.
Here is the Non-Piggy Bank excerpt from the book. Read and ingest now, please, slowly. Word by word!
I must have said and continue to say “No, thank you” to offers of food about eight zillion times a day. No! I am NOT exaggerating! You’d think the scales of injustice would be appreciative of my efforts and automatically reward me. Yet, if I cave—even just once—to the sweet temptation of a hot fudge sundae, all my righteous efforts are sugared and fattened away.
I wanted a reward! So, I made a non-piggy bank and paid myself one dollar for each and every non-piggy no thank you I uttered. When my non-piggy is filled with cash, I count it joyfully and either go for a manicure or buy lipstick.
My non-piggy bank changed the focus on my no-thank-yous from deprivation to fun! I started looking for people to offer me things.
“Aren’t you going to offer me some of that key lime pie?” I asked a friend, whom I’d irrationally labeled a food pusher the week before. She looked at me quizzically and apprehensively inquired, “Would you like a slice of pie?”
“Non merci, je suis a la diete,” I cheerfully answered in French, adding another level of flavor to my no-thank-you. I kept count of my no-thank-yous, and when I got home that night, I had twenty extra no-thank-you bucks to add to my jar!! (I borrowed the money from my husband.)
If you are wondering how this is working for Mary, I can tell you with certainty that it is working extremely well! Yesterday, Mary wrote me, reporting in. Thus far, since our session, she has accumulated a fair sum of No-Thank-You-Bucks, but has opted to wait to spend it until she has enough money to buy the entire E.F. outfit! Good for Mary!
Mary is ‘out there’ looking for people to offer non-Our Lady-Approved-Foods to her, just so she can say, “No, thank you!”
Now…If you want the instructions on how to make a Non-Piggy Bank, write me and I will send them to you! Write: “Non-Piggy Bank” in the subject line, and commit! Say….“Yes, I will deposit a dollar (or a quarter, or a dime, or a $20 bill–depending upon the size your pocketbook) into my Non-Piggy Bank with every no-thank-you. My first purchase (I know that this is a first in a long line of purchases to motivate and inspire) will be _________.” Got it? Get specific! Details, please.
Put the specifics on paper.
Set an intention.
Make it real! Make it work!
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