Stand up straight


“Wake the neighbors! Get the word out! Come on, crank up the music, climb a mountain and shout! This is life we’ve been given, made to be lived out … so live out loud.”
Can you close your eyes and hear your mother saying that to you? “Stand up straight” or “Sit up straight.”
I think of that every time I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, especially from the side. Slumping seems to be one of those things you do without realizing that you are doing it.
I had a teacher in elementary school who would walk around the room with a ruler in her hand while we were doing desk work. If she came by you and you were slumped in your desk or bent over your paper, you got the ruler poke. She was not gentle about it either. When she got you, you knew it and took on the posture of a soldier.
I can remember pulling the mother card with my girls too. My deal was to tell them to pretend they had a string attached to the top of their head and someone was pulling up on it all of the time. I think I picked that up from a friend who was a part of the Miss Texas Pageant. Hey, it worked at the time so who’s to knock it.
I got an email from some place this week and the article was entitled, The Happiness of Posture. I laughed at it to begin with and then I took the time to read on. It was really pretty good. So come to find out your posture affects your happiness.
It talked about body language and that sort of thing. I’m a firm believer in reading body language, even how people interact, do they move their hands or shove their hands in their pockets.
This article talks about changing your mood by concentrating on your posture.
Say you are carrying around some worries. You know, the kind you can do nothing about. The rain cloud above your head has you bent over, head hanging and feet shuffling. Their research shows that holding yourself up and walking with purpose improves your mental wellness.
Then they went into how technology is hitting us where it hurts. I can be the poster child for that one. I sit too many hours in this chair, hacking away at a keyboard until I am forced to get up. Everything creaks and groans, including my neck and back. I’ve really been looking into getting one of those desks where you stand up and do your computer work.
So, the next time you feel like life is kicking in the teeth and the dog just stole your last piece of pizza, stand up straight, take a deep breath and walk on like you have somewhere to go. It may sound simple but I do believe it will help.
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