Be U: Trust Yourself

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 20, 2018

Trust Yourself

You can always choose love.

Don't give you up. Don't give in on yourself. Don't take you away. Don't let what matters to you not matter.

Trust yourself.

Trust that the way you feel is for you to feel; to process through it and become...

Trust that what you feel is a reward or a lesson that is meant for you.

Trust that you are doing the best that you know how.

Trust that you can always choose love. Love is a part of you being human.

There are many parts of our humanness. There are many parts of and parts to our 'being'. There are many parts that are always available to you.

May you choose the 'part' that gives you the most comfort within; that part that imbibes truth, happiness, excitement and inner knowing. The part that shows up. The part that carries you forward. The part that allows the spark within you to release the beauty that is you.

Trust yourself.

In every challenge, there is a lesson. In every lesson, there is a choice. In every choice, there is a response. In every response, there is a consequence. In every consequence, there is a situation that arises. In every situation, it is ours to lean into, away from and/or, sometimes, to just ignore.

However, I believe these situations (lessons) will arise again and again and again until we grab onto the intended growth that we are supposed to invoke to become the best version of ourselves.

Learn your lessons. Enjoy your joys. Walk through what there is in front of you to walk through. Be true. Become. Be You.

My mind swims in the intolerant just now. My heart propels love inward and outward. My beingness - my whole self - is on standby. I sense it. I feel it. I believe it. I know it. Perhaps, we are all being created/recreated to better live, create and announce the new and better way of life and living; from who, what, where and how we are today.

I trust that what I feel is supposed to be what I am feeling. I trust and do, as often as possible, choose love.

I stand in love for the world. I stand in love for the situations that really need it. I kneel in love for peace and harmony and God's love to show us the way.

May we each be shown [and ready to be shown] our best way for the entire well-being of our world and the people in it.

I wish you your most glorious and joyful of paths to open up and for you to have the gentle strength, the powerful courage and the trust in yourself and in the process of life to step out, show up and be all that makes up You.

You are here right now, today, for true meaning in the shifting, preparing, allowing, creating and participating in the 'better world' that is on standby. All we need do is believe and reach for it; individually, together.

Go for it. Go for you. Go for each other. Go for our world. Go for whatever you can to add a sprinkle of betterment.

I wish you the best of You; the betterment of your life; and the most beautiful and gorgeous part of your life.

In the chaos is, perhaps, the grandest time to create anew. Whatever is inside of you to create from a place of love, may now be the time to start (or continue on) with the process of same.

Let's do this. Leave behind what doesn't work and what feels heavy. Start with what does work and feels beautiful and light.

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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'!