Be U: Speak Your Truth

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 19, 2023

Speak Your Truth

I often say ‘speak your truth’. ‘This is my truth.’ We are so living in our truth whether we acknowledge the fullness of it or not. I so believe it is best to live it out loud through as much trust and love as possible.

When I say to speak your truth, it is not a truth of another or outside of You. It is the truth within You that is about You. What you are feeling inside of You and regarding Your life.

This is the truth I speak of to speak about.

It is a ‘me’ thing. It is an ‘I am’ thing.

It is not what is a truth of another in a situation or experience. It is the truth that rises up within You in a situation or experience. The truth that shows up about how You feel. It is a truth about being You in each moment.

At times, my own truth, I don’t always know 100% for sure; for certain.

How could I possibly speak the whole truth of another or about another..

It is my truth that defines me. How we see people and situations is through our truth. We do not live inside another so how could we possibly know their lifetime story.

As I ‘know’ (and have lived thus far) my lifetime story, it is highly likely that my mind has made up some thoughts that had/has little to do with 100% truth of same.

When I offer for you to speak your truth, it is my wish that you are willing to realize what You are feeling, what You are experiencing, how You are reacting.

Are you experiencing your truth of life through love… Owning your truth about what, why, when and/or how is taking responsibility and owning your life. When we take ownership of our life - the result(s) could be the miracles and magic we seek and, yet, are already inside of us.

You are the common denominator in everything and with everything that is your life.

May you bring honor, grace, vulnerability, openness, love and trust with your truth out into everything You do and are. This is about You. You really are the center of your universe. We all are. We are mere 'specks' and yet the entire universe is within us. We come from it. We live through what we choose to bring into what is shown, given, changed, persevered, challenging, in front of and unique unto each of us.

This being human can surely show as a conundrum. Life can mystify us. Staying in our loving truth keeps us living in and as the best of our own humanness.

If fear, ugliness, meanness or harshness is what You are experiencing, it is highly possible there is a deeper truth asking and battling within yourself to come out.

May You let your deepest truths about You be processed through your own adult, non-judgmental self. Let the beauty of You have the opportunity and breath to rise up and reach for the stars and unlimited, awesome, amazing, harmonious 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'!