Be U: Magic

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.

Monday, May 3, 2021

Magic

Life. We connect to things that make us feel happy. We connect to things that make us feel scared. We connect to things that make us feel challenged. We connect to things that make us feel empowered and wonderful. We connect to things that connect us to certain feelings, experiences and thoughts within who we are and our beingness.

At times, we disconnect. We disconnect when our minds or bodies do not want to participate in what is. We disconnect to things that do not feel supportive or happy with.

Sometimes, we (or I do at least) connect and run.

How interesting, just maybe, that the truth is that what you connect to with an outcome of love and excitement, I may connect to the same thing through discomfort and dismay.

Each one of us connects to feel different feelings; different outcomes. What one of us connects to another may disconnect. What one of us runs towards, others may run away from.

This is our uniqueness. This is our authentic growth and beingness. This is the child within us. This is the experiences we have experienced. This is us in the now experiencing who we are and what we tell to ourselves.

Neither of us is right or wrong. We are both true to what we know from and through our experiences and our human truth.

What uplifts me doesn't mean it has to uplift You. What challenges me, you may find comfort or ease in.

The magic of this truth is that we both own our truth in the moment. It just happens.

Be aware of what is true for ourselves. Be mindful. Allow. Own. Feel. Process. Then guide and decide on the outcome we prefer now and know that it is very possible to keep or change the outcome of how something affects us.

We are this powerful. We have the magic in us to choose, create and live keeping these feelings and relationships to what is as it is or changing our feelings and relationships to what we want to experience now and going forward.

May you look around and see (and feel) what brightens your being... See and feel what darkens your feels.

Have these feelings been learned... Do you wish to keep them... Do you wish to alter them...

The power of You is empowered through mindfulness, awareness, ownership and transformation; evolving, doing and thinking differently.

Look around. There is always something to light up our soul.

There is always something that when we put our attention, mind, thoughts and behavior towards it, in a way that empowers us in each moment and/or situation, the magic is right there within us waiting to be called on.

You matter. You choose. The choice is yours. I believe in You. May You believe in yourself.

Case in point.. what comes to my mind just now is that most of my life I have chosen to take the stairs instead of the elevator. Elevators always scared me. Then I purchased a condo on the 21st floor knowing this big fear of mine. I wanted that condo more. Guess who takes the elevator now and was able to open to the magic of transforming my thinking -- 'magic'.

Is there something You prefer to live through a different 'lens' with... Create, feel and transform in and through the magic 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'!