Be U: Tension... Free

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, June 3, 2020

Tension... Free

How many of us check in with ourselves on a regular basis... How many of us do a body scan, take a deep breath and/or check in with what is going on with our muscles, our minds, our pulse and our energy.

It just may be a good thing to do just this. To check in; do a scan from head to toe and notice what has tension, what is uncomfortable, what is comfortable and choose to become tension free from within. No harsh judgment. Just a gathering of information and letting go.

Are you shoulders up to your ears... Is your face; your jaw; your brows and forehead relaxed... Are you breathing deeply or shallow or somewhere in between...

Perhaps, you can choose to take a few deep, long breaths into your belly. Perhaps, you can choose to relax your shoulders and let them fall. Perhaps, you can let a wave of relaxation fall over you from your head to your toes...

Let whatever is underneath you just now totally support you as you let yourself become heavy and relaxed. Perhaps, just for this minute, there is nothing you need do but breathe, relax and let go.

What a gift this can be. Just what if this, right here, right now, could be the most productive thing you do all day...

Thank your body for supporting you. Thank the chair, bed, ground, earth for supporting you. Thank yourself for checking in and releasing any and all tension; just now and from time to time.

Perhaps, you can fill yourself up with love. Imagine your cells talking to each other and having a party of celebration as they all talk to each other and work cohesively together to create and honor the healthiest you possible. Imagine your mitochondria (energy making part of each cell) blasting out new, strong and healthy energy. Imagine your body, mind, soul and spirit working in unison for the best and greatest version of you.

Vibrating High... Tension Free.

May you imagine it, invite it, allow it and may it be so.

My wish for You.

Our bodies are the most powerful healing and working machines that, just maybe, we were not taught the truth of how truly powerful we are.

Claim it. Claim your health. Claim your awesome. Claim your calm. Claim your energy.

Claim the you that is inside of you to live vibrantly, fully, lovingly, and awesomely.

Let go of the tension and let the energy of same fuel your highest self.

Empower the powerful You... with ease, truth, love and by simply... just being/living/vibing the true You.

I wish you a tension free, joyful, empowered, easy version of living Being You.

It is right there within you. Honor, Know, Love and Be Thyself.

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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'!