Be U: Let There Be Light and Lightness

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, December 16, 2022

Let There Be Light and Lightness

Life can feel heavy just now. In moments, in situations, in relationships, in ourselves.

Change is abundant. Confusion is possible. Flow is being disturbed.

We are g(r)o(w)ing from what we thought was 'normal' to what we may be realizing there isn't a normal. There is uniqueness. There is love.

May you live in and through any uniqueness and everything love.

How you may ask... I'd like to offer this:

Perhaps, if possible.. Trust that you are right where you are supposed to be. For the lessons and life you are supposed to live. Do your best - if you want to - to not fight it and flow with it.

There is much that is truly and totally out of your control. [What is in your control is to] Open to the best of it; the truth of You. Trust that God/the Universe has You right where You are best to be just now.

Breathe. Live in and on the good side of your experiences. If there is one. Sometimes we may have to look harder, closer and deeper than other times.

We truly can do what we want. It is the self permission to do so that can mess with many of us.

Breathe in. Out. In. Out. Deep into your belly. Slooowly. Deeeply. Relax and let go on each exhale. Let what is underneath you support you fully. Just be and breathe for now.

May you give yourself a reprieve; a respite; a break; a breather.

Know that there is always love, always peace inside of You. Be true to how you are experiencing life and flow with what is through your loving truth and open mind, heart and spirit. Trusting in yourself is really helpful too.

Are you living from a habit that was created once upon a time to survive and/or are you here now more equipped than before...

Permission to let go of what does not feel good. Permission to live in what feels best in this moment from moment to moment. The rest will take care of itself. It always works out when we live from our truth, through our trust; open anew.

Relax into ourselves and the current situation /experience and let love - our love - walk with us and in us.

You being YOU is the gift. Be present.

May you love yourself through.

Let there be Light and Lightness. Open to it. Invite it up.

You are so Love(d).

Relax your shoulders. Relax your whole body. Feel yourself drop down into You.

May you be the light and the lightness of everything 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'!