Be U: A Night to Remember

Coming for the Real You.

I'm hoping to share thoughts, fun and insightful information and aha moments with all to better serve ourselves and the universe.

My background is that of Executive Secretary for the local Electric company (11 years).

Certified Personal Trainer (since 1991) and Fitness Consultant for my own company, Beachin Bodies (6 years) and certified in Reiki and Nutrition with training in Cranial Sacral work, Tai Chi, and Meditation. Certified as a Professional Life Coach (2015); Minister at Universal Life Church (2016);

and, possibly, most important,

my own journey through illness and avenues, roads and roadblocks that I have taken to find the real me. (35 plus years).

The me that I was born as. The me that is the all-knowing. I believe the search is endless and we are here to learn and to love and to share it all.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

A Night to Remember

I was just reading from AOL and saw Pia talking about American Idol and how she says everything happens for a reason and everything happens the way it is supposed to happen.

I have no idea where I'm going with this post. I just let my fingers do the talking, so to speak. I've had many nights in my life to remember. Some are wild and crazy; fun and upbeat. Some are soft and calm; quiet and downlow as far as energy level. All are memorable.

Again, Life. Life has so many facets and so many levels and so many storms and so many rainbows. If I go with the ebb and flow of my life; as I accept what is, the flow is softer, gentler and it is, perhaps, all about the process.

It's about the journey we take from moment to moment.

Enjoy doing things that we love to do. Eating the foods that we love to eat; eating foods that fuel our bodies best. Reading books that enhance and challenge our minds and that are simply entertaining. Hiking up a mountain in Arizona or on a volcano in Hawaii or walking along the edge of the water on the beach.

Life is about spending time laughing with our friends, loving with our lovers, savoring moments with our families.

Life is about being and doing the best that we can with what we know and with the ability we have. Life is about stopping to smell the roses; wading in water; looking at the beauty of nature and feeling the air against our skin.

Life is about living. Life is about dying. AND everything in between. All our moments add up to our total lives. Trusting and believing that we can have the life we want; do the things we enjoy and be with the people we want to surround ourselves with.

Life is about each and every breath we take.

May U live your life today as there is no tomorrow with love, passion, energy, joy, and knowing in each moment that U are being U.

As roadblocks show up in your life, may U build new roads to forge ahead with trust, belief and strength that U are the foreman of the project. The project of your life.

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My Past Story

The first thing I would always tell a new doctor was 'my dad left me when I was 10'. He just disappeared, ran away. It was pretty awful for me. I thought it was my fault as most kids sometimes do. I thought I was unlovable. Years later, 20 maybe, I realized it wasn't just that my dad left me that affected my life, but also that my mom stayed. She stayed and I'll be forever grateful. However, her staying wasn't all peaches and creme. She was so hurt, so distraught, so frightened to raise three kids on her own and find a job that it was very hard for her to be there for me and my needs. I chose to shutdown, be quiet and try not to make it any harder on her as to not ask for much, or voice much, or need much.

Years later, in 11/12th grade, I noticed my fingers being really cold and hurting all the time. I noticed them turning purple and the pain was very 'loud'. Humorously enough, I had chosen to be a secretary and typing was a big part of my everyday. I loved it even. Fingers flying across the keyboard with as little mistakes as possible was the goal. I was pretty good at it. While in typing class, I remember putting my hands on my neck to try to warm them and make them feel better. I was naive enough then to think this must be happening to everyone.

Anyway, years went by and nobody was able to tell me why this was happening or what to do to make it better. Then, approximately 4 years later, I remember (what I felt) was little me sitting across from a really big doctor at his really big desk and him telling me I was allergic to myself. Of course, this was him describing to me what auto-immune meant. I had a disease called scleroderma and it could kill me (sometimes in as little as five years) and I would most likely be on medicine and have it for the rest of my life and there was nothing to change it.

Anyway, almost 30 years later, I've had my share of pain and I'm alive. I've had ulcerations on my fingers and I have lost most of my nails on both hands from lack of circulation and producing too much collagen. My hands are somewhat not a pretty sight and to hit something with one of my fingers by accident (well, I refer to the feeling as 'going to the moon).

When I was about 30, I started looking at alternative medicine and I tried anything that came across my path to try to stop the pain. I have tried many normal and not so normal 'ideas'. I sometimes do not believe at what lengths I went to try to ease my pain and suffering!

This is what has brought me here to this point in my life.

I'm grateful to be able to learn so much about myself and life and I wouldn't take it back (well, some days I might want to).

Something was telling me to blog. I really didn't know much about blogging - I am still a novice at best. Approximately 5 weeks ago, I sat at my computer and started typing.

I am surprised at where my blogs have led me. I thought I was trying to help others and that still is a big goal of mine. However, what I am finding out is that this is a great outlet for me.

A way to feel like I'm doing something. I told a friend this morning about my blog and I said that it's draining because I put everything out there and do not hold back as I post each individual blog; its fun because it does give me an outlet and I feel a little purpose in my life; and it's scary because I don't want anyone laughing at me or telling me that I am completely 'off my rocker'!