Be U: Ripples

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, November 24, 2020

Ripples

YOU are very important. You are an ‘influencer’. Your energy reaches far; both light and dark. It all matters. All of You matters. Everything about You matters.

What you do, what you say assigns itself to the moment. Touches the moment and every one and everything in the moment with you. It branches off and out from there. Its energy is felt, if not received, by external sources. Things and people outside of you. We truly are all connected in a way that we certainly have only begun to grasp and understand.

Not only does what you think create what you feel, become and do, but even your thoughts can alter a part or parts of this great Oneness that is our universe, our lives, our experience and our energy.

It is amazing what we can truly tap into. From people and energy near us to people and energy on the other side of the Earth. We touch. We are touched.

We are mere specks in this huge universe we call home. Yet, our energy ripples. Our energy vibrates. Our energy colors and plays.

Our energy can be heard without making a sound. Our energy can be felt without physically being touched. Our energy can be powerful and empowering. Our energy can be powerful and destructing.

I find this so very cool. I know that YOU are so very significant.

May you be aware and mindful of the energy that you are creating, possessing and sharing. May it be the same energy that your body, mind, soul, spirit and your entire being get(s) entranced, uplifted, healed and inspired by.

May we honor ourselves and each other by offering the best energy within us [from moment to moment] into each present breath, experience, situation and connection.

As we trust ourselves and treat ourselves with love, respect, kindness and peaceful intensity, we open up to creating and offering the same inspiring energy out and into all that is. Truly. All that is. Everything that is.

Dang. Your mind, quite possibly, would be blown if you could fathom the magnitude of awesome, magic, ability, love and wisdom that you have access to. There is such a simplicity to it. There is such a complexity to it. I believe that it is way too much for the mere human brain to hold and/or concede.

We use this divine connection through so much of what is outside of our five senses or even our six senses.

May you, if and when you are ready, explore the value and cost of what you ripple out.

"May you 'hang' as you are, where you are, doing all kinds of 'You' stuff. The color(s) of You. The vastness of You. Keep exploring, creating, honoring, learning, growing, being authentic through your own unique awesome. Each one of us is so small alone, yet, the ripples each one of us make; the energy we share; matters and adds to our world." Just 9Be U, llp

No comments:

Post a Comment

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'!