Be U: TMI

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, October 14, 2022

TMI

Too much information (TMI). Here. There. Everywhere. My brain is on overload. I find it not so easy to process all the information that is available to me here and now. A constant bombardment of information is swirling around, available at our fingertips 24/7, comes through conversation with our family and friends and even from far across the oceans. We are able to hear and know 'it all'... or what can feel like it all.

We are being ‘hit’ through so much technology and many different situations generating information that in some moments, when one more bit of information crosses my brain, I am discombobulated, in flux and my brain, heart and spirit just doesn't want to participate anymore at that time. I truly hear and feel 'no more'. Can not.

As I type this and then read what I am sharing, I find myself aware of not really loving this and/or even admitting this.

And, I also believe that plenty of us are feeling this way in our own ways.

So, I invite my own silence to come alive and be with me. I so love my silence just now. I need it. I crave it. It heals and allows me to hear myself. It opens an opportunity to realize what is mine to process and what is not mine.

I care deeply. I care about our world, its people, the environment, the animals, our children, et al. I care about You. I care about Us. I care about Me. I care.

I am the type of person that feels deeply within myself another's pain; another's joy. I feel best about myself when I can support what I can and what shows up in my world to be supported. This is when I feel most 'high'.

I live for the times when I experience someone, or a situation, is better within the best dynamic way of being. This lifts me up.

I took a test once regarding what do I want to be when I grow up. The results were in the community in a profession where I could be of help. It first brought me to Personal Training and then to Life Coaching. When I first heard the words 'life coaching' at a Fitness Seminar, a bell went off for me and knew I had to go after it.

I'm getting off track of the TMI subject (or maybe I'm more there than I think - Ha).

I believe that as all this TMI is showing up, it just may be asking (forcing) us to go within. Go within to our own beliefs, experiences, silence and sometimes even our own chaos within that could use a good clearing out and letting go of.

I often read the sentence this time of year that "the trees are showing us how beautiful it is to let go". The colorful leaves against the blue sky floating down and letting go.

May you let go of what isn't yours or of You.

May you let go by asking yourself 'what is my goal in this moment' and focusing on this. Let every other thought and situation go but the goal you are choosing in this moment. If you feel confusion or overwhelm,

May you focus on your goal in this moment. It can be to take a sip of water, to study, to make a call, to breathe, to relax your body, to move your body, to do one thing -- whatever this very moment goal is -- live in it fully now. And, do this again and again and again.

Always come back to You and what is going on with You.

You may want to step out of yourself [so to speak] and watch yourself. Are you in the best and most loving of You now... Is there something you can change... Are you focused on the goal in this moment being as kind and gentle with yourself as possible...

You are the power of You. You have the power of You. You were born to live the You that connects to the you that You most enjoy being. The beingness of You is yours.

May you choose You.

In this, the offering of being You is endless, beautiful, powerful, empowering, loving, peaceful, exciting and right on. Be cool. Be You.

You uplift and live in the flow of life every time you live true, loving You. You can be You in everything you hear, know, live and experience.

May you give this gift to yourself and to those you love and those you will never even meet. You matter this much. Your energy speaks volumes and across distances.

Thank 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'!