Be U: Who

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.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Who

"From the beginning I had a sense of destiny, as though my life was assigned to me by fate and had to be fulfilled. This gave me an inner security, and, though I could never prove it to myself, it proved itself to me. I did not have the certainty, it had me." Carl Jung

"None of us are really doing anything, rather we (our bodies) are merely being done."

"Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus, who, being in the form of God, did not consider it robbery to be equal to God." -- PHILIPPIANS 2:5-6

"Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."

The above quotes are from the book "Wishes Fulfilled: Mastering the Art of Manifesting" by Wayne W. Dyer

To me, what Dr. Dyer is referring to/talking about is we are here on this Earth to live out our journey to learn and grow, support and connect, be and share, live from our 'innateness'.

I feel I have this desire (I'm uncomfortable otherwise) to connect to many that I encounter. It is not okay to connect only through our job positions or placements in life. I have this strong need to connect to each person within, what they are about and what they desire and know. It's not so much about their title, their outward appearance or their 'doing'. For me, it is mostly about who the person is when they are just 'being'.

When we connect to our own 'being' and not get so caught up in our 'doing'... this tells us who we really are.

I have a few friends, acquaintances, connections with people that are always on to the next thing. I myself get caught up in this from time to time.  We are here but our minds are there.  We are saying hello, but we have to run.  We share ourselves and, yet, we are not fully present.

'They' tell me about everything they are doing or did within a certain timeframe. They live from moving from this errand to that; from this paper to that book; from this person to that person and I'm not sure we stay fully aware of the time spent in each situation.

Who are we when we STOP and just be... What would we have to share with each other then....

I believe I sit in this 'silence' and like to connect from here. I support you on your path wherever you are. My path is to be present to the situation that I am in as often as possible.

Yes, I need to look ahead once in a while. I need to plan and make certain appointments. However, my days of my mind being one place and my body another (unless I'm in the dentist office!) are very limited and I try not to participate in this as much as possible.   "BE HERE NOW." This is where I want my life to be. This is where I am most fulfilled.

I'm not saying it's better for you. I'm not saying it is where I want you to be. I'm not saying anything other than I know who I am as I sit here and type these words. I know peace within as I'm not wondering or worrying about what I will do when I end this post. I know there will be something for me to do.. or not.

And, whatever the answer is -- it's okay.

May you know who you are when you STOP and just be. Notice the life in your body, the tension as you lower your shoulders and feel the ground and/or the chair supporting your body and just for one moment - FEEL who/what/where/how you are.   [Yikes!   Where did I come from?!?!?!   LOL  Hoot!]

Photograph by Geff Gorman

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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'!