Be U: Happening

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.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Happening

We are being asked to live authentically. We are being shown that there is no place to hide; no place for untruths.

Truth today leads to our truest path tomorrow.

Many of us do not know how to live without our public persona on; our masks that we have learned to show our world in each and every circumstance outside of one's self.

We are being asked to be true to our self and each other. We are being forced (in some forms, perhaps) to share what is inside of us outside of ourselves.

This can be possibly the greatest thing(s) we could do. And, many of us have to learn this.

That who we are inside is who we are meant to be outside.

Most of us want love. The majority of us want to be heard, seen and accepted. There is much peace that comes with just being who we are in every situation we encounter.

Come from kindness. Build on truth. Open up to existence. Question everything.

There are new answers to reach for. There are new ways to do things. There are new emotions to emote. There is a new camaraderie to live through.

I am realizing it takes to much energy to pretend. Too much energy to resist. Too much energy to be someone I am not. Too much energy to concern myself on what I think I 'should' be or do rather than just being and doing.

When it comes easy, it is the right path. When we get excited, it is the right thing. When we feel whole, it is the best option.

We all have fears. We all have some really good attributes. We all have different nuances. We all are learning the truth of ourselves and opening up to the guidance that comes from within being a great way to 'travel'.

May you just be yourself and may you feel when it is for you and open up to it. May you feel when it's not your favorite path and open up to other options.

It is a process. It is a learned way. It is relearning what we were taught during different times.

However, listen to your feelings; hear your thoughts; feel your way - let love lead. These are the teachings of today.

What is right for one may not be right for another. Be the unique you that your soul yearns to be and experience; live and shine out of.

In this, we are better. In this, our world is better. Let's be and do better individually, together.

The time is now.

I have been silent as I process what is inside me, around me and a part of me as I open up to any and all possibilities of what comes next.

We are limitless beings and we, maybe just now, collectively, are believing, feeling and allowing this to be so.

Unlimit yourself. Thrive in the peaceful beingness of you.

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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'!