Be U: Movements and Moments

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, May 23, 2017

Movements and Moments

My daughter is moving back home after being in her own apartment the last nine months. My baby is coming home! She will not be traveling for the summer as she has every summer since our family has moved to Florida full time. However, I do know the baby part is only in my heart and the adult part is the one moving back! It is said that it is short term as the goal is for her to find her own place so she can be on her own while finishing school and also working as much as she can.

I am looking forward to having her here. I know it will challenge us all and it will also give us moments of happy laughter. Tomorrow will be the day [that is set in stone] that will be her first night here.

I wish us all success, happiness, togetherness, kindness and growth. I believe everything happens for a reason and I look forward to this part of my life having the opportunity to continue loving my family and also learning to fully love myself.

My wish is that we individually and together grow, love, live and know our best of selves and support the best of each other.

This is my wish for all the world.

May you be open to bringing your best of self into each movement, each moment that you experience.

May you support others to be the best of themselves in the way that is right for them. Not what we think is right, but what another may know is right for them.

It certainly is okay to lovingly voice what we would do or what we think.

It is really cool when we can allow others to learn, grow and be who they are from their own inside out.

I think one of my biggest challenges is to allow this with my loved ones. And, I KNOW (I think!? ha!) that what they feel, know and think is right for them. What I feel, know and think is where I'm supposed to be for me.

May you be open to what you feel, know and think as only you can and may you allow others to feel, know and think as only they can.

Let our uniqueness work in harmony, empowerment and growth for each other and ourselves.

Let our open hearts, minds, souls and energy create and allow what is the best path for every individual through kindness and truth.

It is what it is. It ain't what it ain't. We are who we are.

Harmony on.

I'm in.

How exciting. How challenging. How wonderful. Oh what a journey this human experience is. Bring It On.

Love is here for us all. Just maybe, one only has to believe, know and allow.

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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'!