Author Archives: JL

Learning A New Skill

Can learning a new skill help you keep old memories? Chances are, yes.

If you’ve been working crosswords, sudko or other brain puzzlers to improve your cognition and memory, put down the books and pick up a paint brush.

When it comes to brain fitness, it turns out the old gray matter benefits from switching up activities much in the same way your body does for physical performance. For the body, a limited fitness routine becomes less effective as muscles become more efficient; in other words, it takes less effort to do the same thing. Athletes know this, it’s the reason they use cross training to break through a plateau.

Brain plasticity, or the ability of the brain to maintain and create new neural pathways, becomes more efficient with use. Neural pathways are the information highway of the brain, providing access to everything you’ve ever learned. Well, almost everything. Turns out our brains discard the information we no longer use or need by letting some neuron connections die-but that’s another topic. Okay, science lesson over.

What you need to know:  Making your brain work in new ways helps maintain optimum function. Something as simple as writing, brushing your teeth or engaging in a sporting activity with your non dominate hand forces your brain to think differently. However, learning a new skill that requires time and effort seems the best method for improving both cognitive skills and memory function. The key elements to look for in a brain boosting activity are:

  • It teaches you something new
  • It’s challenging
  • It’s a skill you can build on
  • It’s rewarding

So, take up an instrument, study calculus, take dance lessons, learn a new language . . . or take an art class!

Check out this one featuring some of my favorite artists!
EVER AFTER: Develop Your Style-Tell Your Story

 


A Bear in Winter

I’m drinking my morning wake-up coffee in a darkened house, sitting by the warm glow of the gas fireplace. Outside the wind is howling and it’s dark. Really, really dark. In the northern realm, we’re getting about nine hours of light from sun up to sun down. Most days, I am up before the sun is.FullSizeRender_1

I welcome the slower pace this time of year. There is plenty of time to catch up with indoor projects that were left languishing during the high months of summer. There’s time to spend in quiet contemplation, reconnecting  to my personal touch points— discovering where I am on my life path and where I want to go. Still, these dark days of deep winter can be troublesome for me.

The scarcity of light during the long, cold months nudges me into a state of near hibernation; I go deeper into my self-imposed cave each day. Since I also suffer FullSizeRenderwith a high degree of Seasonal Affective Disorder (aptly named SAD), this holing up indoors  has me longing to swaddle myself in soporific fleece and curl up into a state of cozy semi-consciousness to await spring’s return.

Oh to be a bear in winter, to close my eyes to the dismal dark and sleep through until the light returns.

Since I haven’t mastered the art of shape shifting (yet), and thus won’t be morphing into a bear any time soon,  I’ve decided instead to buy a full FullSizeRender_2spectrum light. I’m sure my failing eyesight will thank me as much as my moody self.

In the meantime, while I’m waiting for my GLAD lamp (Gobs of Light All Day)to arrive in the mail, I’m painting my blue period.


Let Me Walk in the Beauty of a Peaceful World

Oh, Great Spirit

Whose voice I hear in the winds,
And whose breath gives life to all the world,
hear me, I am small and weak,
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold
the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have
made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise so that I may understand the things
you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons you have
hidden in every leaf and rock.

I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother,
but to fight my greatest enemy – myself.
Make me always ready to come to you
with clean hands and straight eyes.
So when life fades, as the fading sunset,
my Spirit may come to you without shame.

(translated by Lakota Sioux Chief Yellow Lark in 1887)
published in Native American Prayers – by the Episcopal Church.