Be U: Self-Talk

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.

Saturday, May 30, 2020

Self-Talk

I'm wondering what you hear when you listen to your own self-talk. Do you know that you are talking about yourself and talking to yourself...

Do you tell yourself how amazing and awesome you are or do you tell yourself the opposite or less than...

Do you encourage and cheer yourself on or do you do the opposite or less than that...

May you listen to yourself talking to yourself.

May you listen to yourself talking about yourself.

Sometimes we are our own worst enemy. May you be your own best friend.

If you catch yourself talking down to or harsh on yourself, say "no more. This is an old habit. I am ready to create a new one." And immediately change it to a loving or opposite version of what you just heard yourself say.

How many times is best to do this...
As many as it takes so you no longer hear, or even sense, anything that is not uplifting, kickass and/or kind.

You are an awesome human being. You are great at some things. You struggle with some things. You enjoy some things. You are challenged by some things. You dislike some things. You love some things.

Every single one of us knows these experiences. It is supposed to be this way. It is the human way.

Realize and remember that you are the only one that you truly spend your entire life with.

May you enjoy your own company. May it be uplifting and kind. May you have self-compassion and self-love.

When you find and notice that you do not. Change it. Right there and then. Change it to a self-talk that feels divine.

Perhaps, look in the mirror and tell the person looking back that you love them. Tell them (you) all the great things you see in them. Congratulate yourself on all the good things you do and have done; the accomplishments you have achieved and the magnificent way that you are open to learn from what can be construed as a loss.

If something doesn't work out, just maybe it isn't for you. Just maybe, there is something greater/better that awaits you.

Love yourself in each breath as fully as possible. Place your hand on your heart and thank it. Fill yourself up with your own love. Thank your body for working without you having to do anything. If there is something that you feel could maybe work better, send it love. Listen to the message it is sending you. Respond with care and love.

Listen to the whispers that encourage you. Listen to the signs that encourage you. Listen to the words that discourage you and change them to encourage you immediately.

Your intuition is your innate self talking to you; guiding you; and supporting you to be YOU.

May you listen to your deep inner knowing. It knows. As you understand that 'it' knows. You will understand that your wisdom is unlike anybody else's and just for You and always available. You may not like or understand it. Do not write it off. "Play" with it a bit and see where it takes you. You just may be very pleasantly surprised.

Walk in your love, compassion, care and wisdom. Oh, the things that you are capable of. You are only touching the surface; very possibly.

May you realize the greatest and greatness 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'!