Be U: Whole Lotta Lotta

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.

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Whole Lotta Lotta

There is a whole lotta, lotta going on...

Many are sick.   Some are in huge change in their lives whether it be on the job front, the home front and/or relationship front.

Change - huge - lotta, lotta change is in the air.

Much of it is not easy to understand.   It doesn't feel easy to live through some of the things that we are being asked to live through.

And, yet, each one of us, with everything that we have lived, known and experienced, we get through.   We get by.   We survive.   Our survival rate in this lifetime is 100% thus far and this is very good odds to continue on with. !

May you believe in your life, your self, your process and even your struggles.   May you trust the way you feel and know the way that things are; that everything is leading you into a better, more evolved you. A more fulfilling and real - from the inside out - you.

What is happening in your life, no matter how difficult, is happening for your overall evolution and transformation.

What you are feeling in this moment; is leading you into a different place than you once were; that you know; that you've maybe even ever experienced before.

May you believe that good is happening even when it doesn't feel so. Maybe, especially, when it doesn't feel so.

Change is happening. Huge change. Little change. lotta, lotta change.

May you trust that process of everything that you are experiencing, bring your truest self and feelings into it and be open to create from this sacred and divine place within you, your most sacred and divine life.

May you grow into everything that you are and allow yourself to feel what you feel and not want it to be different from the most trusting and open place within yourself.

This is huge and your life and innate being are 'huger' and this is right where you belong to share, live, play out and be all that you were born and are here on this planet earth to be.

You and your life matters just as it is and you are perfectly imperfect going forward and becoming and reaching towards the home of yourself that is you.

Yay you.   You are doing good.   Believe in yourself. I surely do.

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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'!