Be U: Bleak

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.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Bleak

The weather outside is bleak. It is dark, heavy and we are having a beautiful thunderstorm. I can say beautiful thunderstorm now as my two dogs that are here with me are not afraid and they do not hide and whimper from the storms. Once upon a time, my Durby dog did run to the closet and shake the whole time the storm was above us. Even when the thunder was in the distance, Durby would be unhappy. That was not fun and I feel for you who have dogs and/or animals or who even themselves may not like storms too much. I understand that they have vests that can now be purchased for dogs to help lessen their anxiety. It would be wonderful if they do work.

May you give yourself what you need to weather any storm. It has been said that life is not about waiting for the storm to pass but learning to dance in the rain. I wish for you to dance in the rain to the best of your ability. I believe we are born with everything we need inside of us to walk through our life for its lifetime.

While the weather outside is heavy, the feeling of heaviness is within me as well. Some moments are just like this. It is a part of this being human experience.

We could say that it is a healing time; a transition time or just that we can't always be 'up' and 'happy'. There are times in everyone's life where bleakness occurs. The good news is that it always does pass and the way we feel never stays 100% the same.

Opening to and being truthful in how we feel is one of the greatest paths that we can choose. Instead of fighting what is as we accept it in this moment, it changes. It feels easier. It opens us up to better ways and better moments.

So, when you find yourself surrounded in bleakness, just know that 'this too shall pass'. You are still awesome. You are still love(d).

May you 'Just Be U' and experience what shows itself to experience.

May you stay calm, cool and collected to the best of your ability within any and all powerful emotions. Sometimes, just stopping to breathe helps.

Emote on. It is part of what we are here to do, perhaps...

May each of us be open to writing our own story from deep within out. May we believe in the power of self. May we support each other to do the same.

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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'!