Be U: Ch Ch Ch Changes

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, October 19, 2022

Ch Ch Ch Changes

Changes. Changes here. Changes there. Changes Changes everywhere. Serious stuff. Great stuff. Trying stuff. Difficult stuff. Big stuff. Little Stuff. Sometimes tons of little stuff. Open to stuff. Let go of stuff. Create stuff.

I am stuffed. Ha.

Throughout the day, I am realizing the stuff that is different in many of our every day lives and ways of life. The stuff people are feeling. The stuff people are experiencing. The demands. The frustrations. The joy. The new. The old but still different. Every. Day. Changes.

Great change is upon us.

I started with the word 'change' thinking about the big change in weather in many places. I know my body feels the big change in temperatures and it takes a bit (days) for my body to acclimate. I feel it. There is an achiness and discomfort with my body's inability, just now, to easily adapt and keep going. It is a process for me. I am still learning to honor it. I'm honoring it better than I ever have (I think) and it is still a process and a prayer.

Whatever changes you are experiencing, may you know that you are still and always will be You. You can always choose You. It is ok to still care for others and care for yourself through everything.

We can fight it. We can ignore it. We can embrace it. We can (fill in the blank).

I find myself having a conversation with myself to find the best and easiest way/reaction to make it as gentle on myself as possible. To flow. To trust.

May you flow with what is. Trust the process of life. Trust yourself that when there is something you need to do, you will know what it is and be able to do it.

Notice now in this moment, what is the truth. 100% for certain; for sure truth. What is happening in this moment. How are you feeling... What do you need... Is there one thing you feel or think to do and want to and can... Does the most productivity come from doing nothing just now...

Are you okay... Are you okay even if you don't feel okay... Are you really being You... Are you doing your best with what you know and with what is going on... Are you living in your truth... Are you letting your love participate...

These are my best ways of dealing with change(s) that may feel not so easy to deal with.

When it's a happy change, we don't often question it. When it is a no fun at all change, we often question and challenge it; not wanting to accept it.

Just what if the change is closing one door to make room for others to open. If this is happening, walk as honestly, open, trusting and true through your own love as possible.

Y Y Yes UUUU Cc Cc Can. I believe in You.

Your great wisdom is always with You. Invite it up and out.

Carry it through any and all Ch Ch Ch Changes.

You are worth it. Our world is worth it to let it change and bring our openness to ride with it. As we ride with it supporting each other and ourselves, the best doors to change open up.

Just what if on the other side of change, some of your greatest ever experiences await You... You being You as often and as much as possible is what we are being asked (forced) to do just now. Maybe 'this' is the greatest show on earth.

May it be so. It is so. If we open to participating for it to be so.

Boom. Bam. Pow. May we do this together helping each other out. Amen.

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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'!