So, the other day I had this idea: “love is health.” It sounds kinda cheesy, I know, but I wanted to see if I could actually feel a difference by focusing on love in different areas of my life. I’m not talking just romantic love, but love for everything – my dog, my morning coffee, my work, even folding laundry (okay, that one’s a stretch).
I started small. First thing, I woke up and instead of grabbing my phone, I just laid there for a few minutes and thought about my wife, she’s a great woman I love. I thought about how lucky I am to have her in my life. It was… nice. Way better than scrolling through depressing news headlines.
Then, I made coffee. Usually, I just chug it down while rushing to get ready. This time, I sat down at the table, actually tasted the coffee, and appreciated the warmth. I know, it sounds ridiculous, but it felt good. I sent a little thank you to the universe or wherever coffee comes from.
My “Love Experiment” – Day One
- Morning Gratitude: Focused on love for my family instead of checking social media.
- Mindful Coffee: Actually enjoyed my coffee instead of gulping it down.
- Dog Walk Appreciation: Paid attention to my dog’s joy instead of my to-do list.
- Work Focus: Tried to find something to appreciate about each task, even the annoying ones.
- Dinner Connection: Put my phone away and had a real conversation with my family.
Next, I took my dog, Buddy, for a walk. Usually, I’m on my phone the whole time, half-listening to a podcast and stressing about work. This time, I left my phone at home. I watched Buddy sniff every tree and chase squirrels, and I just… enjoyed being outside with him. I felt the sun on my face, listened to the birds. It was like a mini-meditation or something.
Work was the biggest challenge. I’m a [insert your profession here], and some days are just… ugh. But I tried to find something to love, even in the boring meetings and the endless emails. I focused on the feeling of accomplishment when I finished a task, or the satisfaction of helping a client. It wasn’t magical, but it definitely made the day less soul-crushing.
In the evening, I made a conscious effort to put away and not just turn off my work devices. And spent time with my kid drawing together, I mean really connect.
So, at the end of the day, did I feel healthier? Honestly, yeah, a little. I felt… calmer. Less stressed. More present. It’s not a miracle cure, but it’s definitely something I’m going to keep working on. Maybe “love is health” isn’t so cheesy after all. Or maybe I’m just going crazy. Either way, it’s worth a try, right?
