Be U: Dis-Ease

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.

Sunday, December 11, 2022

Dis-Ease

There is more dis-ease in our world today and with many of us. Some say because of the food we eat. Some say it is because of the lack of movement. Some say sunshine helps. Some say medicine.

I have read if one finds themselves depressed, ask when did you stop doing what you love.. When did you stop having fun..

Louise Hay has written and corresponded dis-eases with different emotional states in her book “You Can Heal Your Life”. I find the information brilliant.

Louise is the one that I first read about trusting the process of life. The ability to open up to moving forward with ease.

May you look in the mirror and tell yourself how much you love yourself.

May we all trust the process of life and trust that as we live in our truth, respond to it and show ourselves great love, we will create and step forward the best way(s) possible.

I care greatly. I have always cared greatly. When I bring this great caring into myself for myself, it is a wonderful feeling. It offers ease and peace. It uplifts and strengthens me.

May you care greatly for You. Allow your caring to grow and be shared.

Trust your own wisdom. Speak your truth. Believe what you feel and experience. Be open to receive the best guidance through these things. Amen. May it be so. It is so.

Healing can always be an ‘inside job’. When I listen and respond to what is going on inside of me, miracles and knowledge through my innate wisdom and respect show up to guide me.

May you let your innate wisdom show you miracles and bring forth knowledge. Respect where You are.

We are each uniquely affected and our experience and dis-ease, while can be similar, is greatly individual.

Through your own love and your courageous self-exploration and open response to same, You can become empowered to turn your dis-ease into ease.

May you let your own light burn away hurt, suffering, any fear of the future, any sadness of the past and let it and You shine; now in this moment through being everything that You are from love and everything that You want to be through innate wisdom.

Most of us were not taught the amazing ability of our bodies’ ability and desire to heal, thrive and adjust. May we get out of our own way, breathe deep, relax into and allow it to work its magic

I wish You ease, flow and your own utmost love.

Much love always.

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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'!