Be U: Starfish

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, January 23, 2021

Starfish

Walking the dog yesterday along the water's edge, I looked down and saw a starfish on the sand at the bottom of the intracoastal waterway. It was a beautiful blue sky day with light cool winds and very warm sunshine. The weather and atmosphere was inviting, comfortable and relaxed. I have yet to learn how to take a clear picture through the surface of the water down into the depths of the salt water.

I tell myself it is a a psychedelic starfish. I think about wishing upon a star fish. I feel gratitude for the lovely creature and the beautiful color of the water with rays of sun shining through. I thank it. I give thanks for the moment and I try my best to capture it in hope to, perhaps, share it with You.

If it is in you to do so, make a wish with me. Make your own wish to our psychedelic and magical star(fish).

I look up the word psychedelic and the meaning in the dictionary is 'a profound sense of intensified sensory perception, sometimes accompanied by severe perceptual distortion...' Words in the thesaurus for psychedelic are 'freaky, mind-bending, mind-blowing, mind-changing, mind-expanding, trip'.

May you let your mind expand, bend, change and be blown in all the ways that open you up to You being awesome You; as easily, as much and as often as possible.

May you let kindness and love transform, evolve and grow the you that you are and the you that you want to be into 'being all that you are' through your own trippy, playful, serious and awesome self.

You are the controller of your reactions, thoughts, growth and experiences. We may not control what experiences/situations/people come our way but we do control our reactions and thoughts to each and every thing/one.

May you keep your cool alive and perceive (to your best ability) the life that you are in and that comes your way into the life that is fulfilling, productive and, perhaps, even astonishing.

I believe in You. I wish You your best of You. I wish you joy and fun and to star in your own life through the most helpful and feel good way you have available to You in all of your experiences and connections.

Amen. And so it is. And so you may. And so you can. And so you do. Freaky good!

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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'!