Be U: September 2025

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, September 25, 2025

Fine Line

There is a fine line, I feel, that is present in many ways, experiences and moments throughout these days.

From wonderful magical weddings and love, to new homes and awe, to togetherness and dis-connect. Through dis-ease, dis-comfort along with avoidance and stepping fully in. It surely is not a straight line. It zigs and it zags. It is life and being human.

This human experience 'ain't' no joke. And it can feel real and/or unreal in every moment and experience that we have. It is real for each of us even when the same experience that feels one way to me can feel completely different to you.

Trippy and a hoot.

Honor how You feel.

May you never be afraid of your feelings. May you honor and know them. Be true and present to them. Love through them. Live through them. 'The only way through is through'... or so I've read and it felt like the most positive, loving way to me. Open mind. Open heart.

May you trust your truth and let your wisdom, intelligence, kindness and love take you through and forward.

May it be a wonderful way to journey through your life... just being You.

Oh What a Time

It truly is a time of change. A time of opinions. A time of vibrations. A time of experiences that are colliding between the old and the new. A time of creation. A time of vibrancy through who we are and what we have inside of us with what is showing up outside of us. This, too, can feel like a collision. It is a hoot. It is a challenge. It is love. It is not love. You know You best. You are the only one who you spend your entire life with.

May you make your time being You as pleasant as possible.

To my right outside, just now, there are very dark skies with lightning streaking through them. To my left front are white puffy clouds that seem dormant. Some of the palm fronds are doing a slow dance. Others are quite still.

Many of us are experiencing the 'light' and the 'dark' and many depths of both and everything in between.

It may not the most comfortable time to be alive. It just may be the most exciting time.

Just maybe You are here, living now, because who and what you are is a passage, a pause, a door and an extremely valuable part of this 'now'; our presence in a collective mode.

May you connect into yourself through your own loving peace and your own truth. Perhaps, a truth that you have denied or buried. Perhaps, a peace that feels like it was torn away from you. Tap into yourself and see/feel/be the awesome that is You(rs). It is always there.

When you feel and live true to You, you are living from the inside out. Let your love lead.

You truly are the magic, the power, the love, the connection, the way, the answer that you may be searching for. You. It has and always will be You(rs).

May you know thyself and be thyself. 'Just 9Be U' to completion. Again and again and again.

You are Love(d).

May it be so. May you let it be so. May you know it to be so. It is so. Amen.

Thursday, September 11, 2025

Possibilities

We humans have so many possibilities; an infinite, endless amount.

I am feeling like I, perhaps, could be using and living in and through more than I currently do and am.

There is a lot of living between high and low; on and off; up and down; in and out; over yonder and right here; yesterday and tomorrow. I am learning that there are so many options within the options that I already am aware of.

It is time for me to open to new possibilities. Possibilities of change; possibilities of growth, possibilities of acceptance; possible possibilities that come through my own loving truth and trusting myself as much as possible and, also, trusting the process of my life as it flows through me and shows up to me.

The process of life offers these infinite and endless possibilities for and to us all.

May you open up to possibility living within You and showing up for You. Be kind. Let love. Honor what is as you explore what is inside of you yet to live. Open up to the truth of the experience(s) of You.

May you amaze yourself.

May we live in beautiful amazement together.

In the the simple things and in new ways of living/being/loving and creating.

The time has come. The time is always present.

You. Anything is possible through You.

May you feel it, allow it, trust it and live in it... as You.

Namaste'

Blessings and Bliss.

From my discovery to your own...

May we breathe into, through and forward -- this thing called life and living.

God bless humanity. God bless You.

Oh, the amazing possibilities of You.

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'!