Be U: Life Coaching Story

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.

Friday, June 3, 2022

Life Coaching Story

A very special woman - brilliant woman - that I am very lucky to go to for life coaching told me today that Mercury Retrograde (when Mercury is in a place (slows down and creates an optical illusion) in the solar system that challenges us and messes with the earth's energies, and our own) is over; for now.

She stated that it was time to "either feel the pause or the glide". That sounded pretty real to me. My response was that I believe I am in the glide of the pause.

I said this feeling that I know I am gliding and it feels like I will be gliding for a bit yet. I am enjoying this glide. I'm a different me. I am in a pretty great place of acceptance of myself.

I don't feel like I have too much to offer or to say. Words and/or thoughts are not readily available when I feel myself open to them. I usually and most often sit down to type and there is a flux of words and sentences that want to fly through my fingertips from this open space.

Just now, there is a hesitancy of connecting as I was connecting - in all social platforms - through any connection that arises. It feels like I'm being asked/told/requested/needing to save this energy for myself. To place it in my own vault and build it up.

Hence, the gliding pause. I have felt this way for a while.

May you trust what you are feeling/wanting/needing (or being asked/forced to) and gently give it to yourself believing that your life as it is right now is exactly how it is supposed to be. You matter in all stages, chapters, incidences and experiences that come from within you. Your innate knowing knows.

May you listen and react; trust in your truest of truths.

May you trust the process of life [BIG] just now.

You know best for You. Believe it. Allow it. Live like it. Own it. Love on it.

To have someone support me living genuinely in my truth.. Well, there's nothing like it and I feel so grateful each time I connect with her. One's best life truly is about believing, allowing, living, owning and loving on/in yourself. You knowing what is best for You.

That's what I'm talking about!

Peace. Go into 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'!