Be U: Our World

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, March 10, 2023

Our World

World - "Any complex whole conceived as resembling the universe" dictionary

The World is yours, mine, ours. All living things. Humans, Animals, Plants. Water, Land, Sky. Our World. Our Universe.

From over there to here - From here to over there.. "We Are The World". Quincy Jones/Michael Omartian, Producers.

Oh Boy.

It is quite the world just now. We have been open to staggering amounts of information and as we shift from what was to what will be, many (at one time or another) can feel lost/uncertain/confused/unsettled/fearful.

We are treading into a world where what was cannot withstand. Perhaps, you can see some things that You wish to be better at; do better at.

I have faith as many perspectives of our world flow through me. I know chaos as many changes surround me. I believe in this topsy turvy, upside down and swirling around time that our 'world' is falling into place rather than only falling apart.

I cannot count the amount of times that I have heard, read or said "Love is the Answer'. Many people, musicians, creatives, spiritual leaders, healers. It is. Your love is the best answer for You. Love is the best answer for our World.

Your love will best lead You from, through and into your "best of". Wherever you are, you can choose love. Whatever you do, you can put love into it. Every breath you take, let love - your love.

Instead of worry - love.

Instead of blame - love.

Instead of fear - love.

Through anger - love.

Through sadness - love.

May you breathe love. Let yours always be with You.

I find that my love creates peace within me. I find that my love can replace angst and worry. My love rises me up and supports me to be in the world as the 'best of' Me.

I send love to people, living things, situations. I open to love when I see the number of views change on my blog posts. I send love to the people that make this happen. I feel a connection that uplifts me and I feel gratitude. I send love to situations that I have no control over yet care. I send love.

How are You doing in our world... What positivity do You connect to when you let your love...

When you embrace your loving truth with the reality of being You, what do You become aware of - let in - create - and experience...

May you check in with your world. When your world is embraced in your kindness, our world gets positive energy put into it.

May you put your positive energy into Our World. I so wish and pray for your world to be the best that it can be; through your truth, trust and love.

May You hear, be and feel the constant echo of love. Through it all.

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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'!