Be U: Lessons

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.

Monday, April 13, 2015

Lessons

What an interesting time. Deep lessons are being shown most of us and they may not all feel good. And, that is putting it mildly.

May you trust that where you are is exactly where you need to be. Bring your truth to each situation and in every breath you take.

May you trust that you will 'know' when you are supposed to 'know'. May you believe that everything is okay just as it is and may you walk into your own gentle power.

With everyone's life who is touching mine just now, I feel a reaching out, a standing in one's truth, a nowhere left to hide and a togetherness in our 'crazy'. It is certainly discombobulating. The change to a new way of living is here.

It keeps showing up for me again and again and again. In my own life and within others'... Perhaps, the best thing we can do just now is to bring our most loving self forward; our most truthful self into every breath and situation.

This is not the most comfortable place as many of us were taught not to be self-important; to put on a mask while out in public and to put others in front of our own self. We were taught not to speak about hurtful or hard situations. We were taught not to share our complete self with each other. Many of us were taught these things from society, our parents/caretakers and our peers. Many of us bought into this not knowing any different.

THIS IS ALL CHANGING.

We are being summoned from a greater force that our humanness to live exactly opposite of this. We are being challenged with many situations that force us - because there is nothing left to try - to stand in our own power, truth and love just to get through/by the life that is in front of us to live now.

The time has come.

Being YOU is the best gift you can give to yourself, our world and each other.

May you bring and show the real you wherever you go; with compassion/respect for yourself and compassion/respect for every living thing.

Oy, I have a headache! Yikes

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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'!