Be U: Interior Design

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.

Thursday, January 12, 2023

Interior Design

There is a new ‘Interior Design’ thing going on in our world. Every single one of us has the capacity and ability to customize our own life and create a new and self-expressive and self-loving persona from the inside out. Our wisdom is strongest within us in peace, love, banter and grace.

Trauma within our bodies is damaging. Whether we numb it, ignore it, hide it, or bury it, it can be most damaging.

Feeling it. Processing and letting go of it is the most loving, healthiest thing to do.

When we go through things that traumatize us and we do not deal with the emotional side of it (i.e. ignore how it made/makes us feel), it is stored in our bodies. It is best to deal with it, feel it, and love ourselves through. This is what disintegrates the affects of what hurts us. We repair any physical trauma to the body. We do not always examine the trauma that can stay with us long after our physical body heals. We remember whether we bring it to the forefront or not. We are living with it whether we acknowledge it or not. It is a part of us whether we speak of it or not.

To find a safe, helpful, loving way to face it head on - at your pace - is one of the greatest, most positive things you can do; for your awesome self, those you love and to even change and uplift our world.

When we live in truth, trust, reality and love, we put truth, trust, genuineness and love into the world.

I love this. It gets me so happy and excited.

I am reminded of the saying that ‘children are resilient’. Not one of my favorites because children may show resilience. However, in an adult child of trauma is often where it shows up the loudest and harshest. We can always do work to grow stronger and live fuller. Live free. Live who we were born to be and not through the trauma response of what life showed us that hurt us.

It is life altering when it happens. It is life altering when we feel it, process it, face it and ‘alter’ it from, through and in our cells, souls and being.

Our organs, muscles, brain, and body can store our life experiences.

Trauma comes through us as immediate reactions; often not fun or lovingly.

May you do what makes you feel most like the You that is inside of You that can and knows how to live and smile.

Free to be/live/do You.

We are most often the one that stops us from our best and fulfilled life the most for so many reasons. Most of which can be looked at, examined, processed and designed anew; from the inside out.

May you always believe something magical is happening through the truth, trust and love that is You.

May You accept the position to be your own interior designer through love, help, openness, truth, trust, honor, respect and the perfect lighting.

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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'!