Be U: Yin Yang

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, November 17, 2019

Yin Yang

Yin Yang comes from Chinese Taoism. It seems to and relates to opposites but it is also life lessons that complement each other and teach/show us the infinite possibilities of all that is.

When we experience something, there is always a possibility to experience it in more than one way.

Shade with light. Up with down. In with out. Over with under. Male with Female.

Our chi; our energy; our life force; our prana; God. Whatever you want to call this power inside of you that is 'life' is empowered and streamed through our own thoughts, actions, feelings and breath.

May you look at and see things (life) from and through the best place inside of you.

As you are seeing things and taking a 'looksee' at life within and outside of yourself, if it doesn't lift you up, empower you or enhance the best way you can feel in the moment, perhaps, take another look. See things (life) [the current situation] differently. There is always more than one way to process everything that one needs to process. There is Yin and there is Yang and there are possibilities that connect the energy that is within us to our hearts, minds and souls.

May you choose the best way for you in each breath; as often and as much as possible.

It is our thoughts, our actions and our stories we tell ourselves that create our reaction, response and the way we process through; the way we feel and move forward.

It is my hope that you choose You - in your best light; as often and as much as possible. Choose what feels best on and within you.

When we choose our best, it is what we have to share. I invite you to choose to feel your best. Allow it. Live it. Choose it. Be it. Share it.

Our world is changing and so are we. Let us change and transform into the best that we can live as today with the tools, knowledge and love that we carry with us.

Be the light that you want to be and are. Be the light that is available to you and for you. Lighten up and live free to live through what makes your soul shine.

May these words turn into actions for every one and any one that wishes it to be true. Because if you choose and believe it, it is true for You. You are this able. You were born with this ability. You have the light inside of you that you wish to be and participate in. Hold on to it. Own it. Let it grow and build. Let it become a part of everything that you are and do.

May you live [in] the 'lightness' 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'!