Posted in Inspiration, Motivation,, Spirituality

Millions of Years

Photo taken from Pinterest

While spending time in nature recently, a beautiful dragonfly flew into my hair. I could feel her touch on the top of my head, and immediately I knew this wasn’t an ordinary moment. For a moment she just sat there, and so did I….

I saw her fly towards me, but never in a million years did I imagine she would land on my head. What an unusual encounter I thought, and there had to be a valid message she was delivering me. Why else would she get my attention in such a unique way?

Did you know that dragonflies have flown the earth for 300 million years? Dragonflies symbolize our ability to overcome times of hardship. They remind us to take time to reconnect with our strength, courage and happiness.

I’d say there couldn’t have been a more powerful and timely reminder. No ordinary moments….❤️

Posted in Inspiration, Motivation,

June predictions

Shamanic Bee ~ Peter Yankowski

For most of us it has been quite a year. Many feel major shifts, and lifestyle changes. We feel the pressure to change our ways and to reevaluate what we are willing to accept and what not. There is much empowerment and freedom on the forefront as major changes help us create the life we deserve and want. But it comes required with courage and not without a sense of being scared about the unknown. It is here where we are urged to make the leap of faith, while trust and surrender are equally important.

While you are figuring out what’s next, here is a great June prediction from Third Eye Thoughts, for anyone that needs a reminder to stay strong and to stay the course. You are nearly there…

June will be a month of financial abundance. Major success, and happiness. Your life will flourish in many ways. Get ready for amazing breakthroughs, positive change, healing, and growth. June will have many miracles in store for you. Prepare yourself for an amazing month!

Amen….get ready ❤️

Posted in Inspiration, Motivation,

The little things…

Picture of my first handmade smudge fan. Made of wood and feathers found while hiking, and a few purchased pieces such as the wood beads and a few smaller feathers.

Gabrielle Roth poses a statement that in many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions.

When did you stop dancing?

When did you stop singing?

When did you stop being enchanted by stories?

When did you find comfort in the sweet territory of silence?

Four simple but very powerful questions that take little effort but pack a big punch. I believe that the lessons of the past year have brought me much closer to these questions and to understanding their meaning on a whole different level. Did you know that all the little things can end up being all the big things in our life’s? It was this morning, waking up with a smile, well rested, that my thoughts shifted to this and has inspired this post.

I was never an early riser, and a study that having to get up before 8 AM is equivalent to torture, holds true with me. There are plenty of times when I get up before 8, but when I do it is naturally now and not because of the sound of an alarm clock. Just the thought of the alarm going off any minute or that it is set, causes sleep interruption and anxiety for me. I like to wake up naturally. I know, I did get spoiled not having to work, but more and more I realize how important and necessary this time truly was and still is for me.

I always had a special relationship with my bed, haha. You know the one that feels perfect, to be wrapped in comfort, feeling cozy, when the temperature is just right. When you experienced a good night of rest, and wake up with a smile, ready to take on the world. To snuggle up in soft plush sheets in the winter that keep you warm and comfortable, or when you feel the cooling cotton sheets during the summer on your skin to keep it light and airy. You get it, you have been there and I’m not the only one.

Well for awhile I lost that feeling, especially while I was in Germany and the RA and stress crippled my body. I couldn’t sleep on my side anymore or my stomach and for a non back sleeper it’s not an easy thing to get comfortable or even fall asleep on your back. I remember night after night, waking at every little movement when I tried to turn around and the pain reminded me that it was not possible. I felt so exhausted and tired, and after awhile I’m sure I felt disheartened and lost my joy about the little things. Things like waking up rested to face the day. It may seem little and something insignificant that we often take for granted, but for me it became a very big deal and something I missed. This lasted for several months, with me remembering how wonderful it used to be, and how much things had changed. How much I wished to sleep and entire night without having to get up just to move a little, bit because I had to use the bathroom, but to move my joints. The relationship with my bed had dissolved and what used to be a place of comfort and bliss had now turned into a place of discomfort and horror. I was afraid of the nights and I couldn’t wait for dawn so I could get up and escape this place of pain.

Looking back, I know I was simply too tired to dance, to sing, to be enchanted, or to take comfort in silence. It is amazing how quickly we can lose this, often to no fault of our own. I thought it was my new reality as it lasted for months, but it also taught me to never give up hope, to keep believing and to keep working on your reality. It doesn’t have to be permanent or stay forever, and it will be much easier if you can carry hope within your heart.

Things have changed got me since those grueling times, and today I can once again enjoy the comfort of my beloved bed. Things are not perfect yet, but they are very close to it for me, remembering back to what was. I think I love it even more these days, and sometimes I turn in way early in the evening just to marvel in the feeling that I had lost in an instance once before. It was because of these questions posed from Gabrielle Roth that I paused myself, and those basic things that I’m sure many of us take for granted. I could share a few more lessons like these, things the RA has taught me, things we expect of ourselves every day and don’t think twice about. Today I would tell you to be gentle with yourself and to be thankful and grateful for these things.

My hope in sharing this is to make you pause just like I did and to take a moment. What are you taking for granted and what are the little things in your life you’d miss if they were gone today? How would it make you feel? Perhaps bringing attention to those things will help you dance and sing, will help you celebrate them and see them with renewed joy. Perhaps they place enchanted stories within your heart to share with loved ones, or they allow you to marvel in silence, to be still and listen to your heart while keeping depression and discontentment as far away as possible from you.

Carpe Diem 💙🦋

Posted in Inspiration, Life, Motivation,

The Mountain

If the mountain seems too big today then climb a hill instead.

If the morning brings you sadness it’s OK to stay in bed.

If the day ahead weighs heavy and your plans feel like a curse, there’s no shame in rearranging, don’t make yourself feel worse.

If a shower stings like needles and a bath feels like you’ll drown, if you haven’t washed your hair for days, don’t throw away your crown.

A day is not a lifetime a rest is not defeat, don’t think of it as failure, just a quiet, kind retreat.

It’s OK to take a moment from an anxious, fractured mind, the world will not stop turning while you get realigned.

The mountain will still be there when you want to try again, you can climb it in your own time, just love yourself till then.

~Laura Ding-Edwards

Posted in Empowerment, Inspiration, Motivation,

Empowering each other

Have you ever witnessed the magic of empowering each other? Of making someone’s day with a smile, a compliment, or simply through your presence. I love to do these little random acts of kindness for someone, anyone, someone I know, or perhaps to a perfect stranger. It doesn’t matter who it is, but more times than none the situation presents itself, and you will know when it’s right. All you need is to find the courage to execute this calling with the commitment of making someone’s day.

The roles reversed the other day, and it was me who was on the receiving end, left empowered by such a magical occurrence. Left in awe by words and praise that seemed to propel me right into the next era. Words that left me struck to learn again what a powerful impact we can have on each other. Moments that we might take for granted, but which mean the world to someone else. I was reminded of what huge responsibility we carry to lift each other, and how rewarding it can feel to give and receive such miracles. For me I will have to read those words a couple more times until they fully sink in, but already I can tell from reading them the first time that I feel empowered and motivated. Thank you ❤️. I have noticed an overall better well being and there is more energy and a deeper conviction in my step. There is a knowing that I can do it, to take a leap of faith, to worry less about outcomes, and chase my dreams. All in all, nothing really new for me and I have always known those things, yet life gets to all of us at times, and I did involuntarily put those things which have always mattered the most, on the back burner. I needed a reminder, and I didn’t know until it actually happened.

Knowing this, don’t ever underestimate the power you hold to remind someone of their dreams. To empower them or to make their day just a little brighter. Together we make this a wonderful place, and together we shine our light for more and more to join us to shine bright.

In love and light, forever…

Posted in Inspiration, Motivation,

Dealing with Rejection

There is purpose and meaning behind everything. Things will happen and unfold as they are meant to, in their due time. Nothing can be rushed or forced, and timing plays an important role. Perhaps a little luck and being in the right place at the right time can be essential as well.

It felt strange to interview the other day, and finding myself on the other side of the spectrum. I have hired and interviewed so many people in my career, and although I never thought of it like this before, it felt as if it was my turn to be in the hot seat. I went into the interview with the top paragraph in mind, and placed the outcome fully into the hands of the universe. Was I ready to go back to work, recovered and strong enough, or would this become nothing more than a good practice run? How would I score, competing with so many others there, pursuing the same opportunity?

I found myself struggling with the six page application that was asking for career goals and where I see myself in 2019 and 2020. What was my goal for salary progression and what was I working towards. I didn’t think retirement and a life in a tiny home, “The bus” was a sufficient answer. It caught me by surprise and reminded me that in all actuality my career was behind me. I had little aspirations of promoting, of becoming a store Manager or earning a certain income. Of course I would want to earn enough money to live comfortably, to support the few things that are important to me, but that could have been easily made me look like I was a person with no goals. How would I explain that memories and moments, that experiences and a passport full of stamps was more important than financial wealth and a house full of stuff?

It took me longer to fill out the application than the actual interview lasted. Within five minutes it was all over with, and to me that had never been a good sign. In my time interviewing others, it meant that the candidate was simply not the right fit. I always spent more time with people I was interested in as I was eager to get to know them. In my case being the interviewee, there was little to no connection, and although the interview, all five minutes worth was really good as far as a professional level is concerned, I felt that I was not what they were looking for, and I felt it coming through. It was as if I was politely and complimentary rejected as we said our goodbyes. This morning I received the official email telling me that the decision was made to go with someone that had prior experience, wishing me nothing but the best of luck in my job search.

My thoughts were confirmed, but I couldn’t help feel rejected and not wanted at first.

Rejection: The dismissing or refusing of a proposal, idea, etc. Nonacceptance, declining, turning down

It is still a blow to someone’s ego, knowing that you didn’t make the cut, and it leaves you wondering as to why. Perhaps you didn’t fit the image, perhaps being too old didn’t fit the image. Sometimes similar experiences such as dealing with the public and years of customer service are not enough when it comes to competing with a younger, perhaps more attractive face. This is exactly how it left me feeling, and the fact remains that it is much tougher to find work being older, closer to retirement. I think there is a stigma, a certain label that gets attached, a liability that comes with age, although due to laws such opinions would never be expressed. At the end of the day, I will not harbor and entertain such thoughts, but I am not oblivious to them. I will focus on that it simply wasn’t meant to be, just yet, and seldom do we ever get the first job that comes wandering our way. The perfect opportunity is waiting out there, and I will know when it comes my way.

All is well, and if you are rejected for whatever reason, personally or professionally, remember that something better is on the way, and that it wasn’t due to you.

Posted in Anxiety, Inspiration, Motivation,

Strong enough

“Be strong enough to stand alone.”

Don’t forget to listen to your heart, it already knows the path. Sometimes it is more important to risk and take a leap of faith, jumping into the unknown, vs. playing it safe, and spend a life wondering “what if”. Life has always found a way to work out how it is meant to be. Trust the process and believe.

Would you rather have loved and lost, or not loved at all? Would you put yourself last and lose who you are in order to please and accommodate others? Would you make excuses for your decisions and your personal needs, to not disappoint those around you? Do you feel it is necessary in order to be accepted?

These are some of the questions we face each day and the answers will vary from person to person. Perhaps there is no right or wrong, only a matter of preference, maturity and personal choice. I always try to remember this when meeting others and there is no “one fits all” type of approach. It allows us to respect and appreciate each other, even if our opinions and choices differ.

It might difficult to find the path at times and to muster the courage to hold our anxiety at bay. But no matter which route you choose, make sure that if you have to, you stay true to yourself, and….

“Be strong enough to stand alone”

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A talk with myself

Sometimes I need to reminded that I’m not superwoman. That I can only handle so much, and that everything has a breaking point.

Sometimes I need to be reminded that not everything is within my control, no matter how much I wish that I could help.

Sometimes I need to be reminded that I can’t please everybody, and chances are there will always be someone who doesn’t see eye to eye with me.

Sometimes I need to be reminded that I can’t save everybody, not the ones who don’t care to be saved, nor can I save the world.

But I will always remember that every good deed makes a difference, and that change is influenced by one random act of kindness at a time.

Posted in Hiking, Life, Motivation,

More Days then none

Picture: An old memory, but always current in my heart. Walking a narrow grassy patch at Slim Lake. ❤️

Of course she’s winging it; running on playlists, faith and caffeine. Building a life out of busting her ass, messy buns, and daydreams. And maybe that’s everything. Because, in a world that’s lost its magic, she’s picking hers up as she goes. And there ain’t a wand in that girls way too heavy to carry.

~Stephen Lizotte

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The Roots of this Blog

A comment to a recent post made me think and revisit the reasons as to why so many blogs, including this one got started. Some of what I am about to say, are no facts and I can only truly speak for myself, but they are my personal beliefs and observations. I might not hit the nail on the head in all cases, but I hope you can recognize a common reason here.

I believe that many blogs get started out of adversity, because of a void and because something has gone missing in life. Society can be self absorbed, leaving us without a voice, in expectancy to follow the herds, scared to stand up on our own. We fear how we are perceived and going against the grain seems daunting, yet I’m here to tell you that I have never felt more free as to when I started to care just a little bit less about that. Sure we all seek acceptance, but at what price and what are you willing to sacrifice?

Maybe the blog serves as an outlet, to speak your mind freely, to tell the truths without fear of judgement. After all, nobody really sees you behind that keyboard and you don’t have to be nervous. You can lay it all out, and it automatically creates a comfort zone without the fear of discrimination and rejection.

Maybe you feel alone and nobody would understand your troubles in the “real world”. Maybe you fear to be perceived as weird and strange. Maybe you hold secrets nobody knows, you are ashamed of, or you had a traumatic past so painful that it is easier to write about. Maybe you feel that society is not ready for you and what you have to say.

Maybe there is a need to be heard, to tell your story, to find understanding and to be acknowledged. Things, we might think should be a given from our fellow humans, are often not and disappointment continues to build without a way to express yourself.

Perhaps your experiences are hard to relate to, and others at a different stage in their life, how no clue. You need validation that you are not the only one. You need comfort and a sign that you are on the right path.

And just maybe you find your purpose from sharing your experiences, to help others, to talk through the pain and to shine your light as a beacon for others to find their way.

I’m sure there are many more reasons as why people start a blog, but I think those listed may be some common starting points. For myself, I have been in management for the majority of my career. It was hard work, dedication and reliability that got me promoted. I always felt the need and want to pay it forward. I wanted to be in a position to help others promote and achieve whatever goals they had set for themselves. I became a mentor and I was that person that took the young aspiring worker under her wings to help fulfill that dream. I believed it was what it took, and at some point we all needed a person like that in our life to make it. For years I was that person and still I am today, but things have changed. I still help people promote and climb the corporate ladder, but it is no longer a career I seek.

A few years back after facing a number of my own struggles and adversities, I needed an outlet. I needed a bigger purpose and I felt stifled being confined to the four walls at work. It was no longer enough and the hunger to reach more people grew. My strong intuition was already developing and while I knew things without being able to explain how I knew, I felt that others needed that validation. I was never afraid to go against the grain and I was learning that it is essential at times, especially when it comes to finding yourself and the purpose you are meant to bring to this life. The right people will love you for who you are and this cool quote only confirmed what I was already feeling.

“In society that profits from your self doubt, liking yourself is a rebellious act”

Going through my troubles was a trying time and at one point I felt as if I was losing the battle and myself. I was suicidal and in the end I was afraid of myself and what I might do. Luckily that choice was never optional and I also believed. Several catalysts later I was beginning to travel a more enlightened path and felt a greater purpose, meant to be achieved. I wanted to be a voice and share my experience. I found WordPress and this blog got started. It was a means to reach beyond the four walls, a means to impact and to expand. I wanted more, and I wanted no restrictions that would limit me as to how many people could be reached. My goal was to share my story without fear, to be an open book and to wear my feelings on my sleeve. For me it is the only way and I’m not afraid if someone is trying to take advantage of it. It would be on them if they did and although it would leave me feeling sad, I have no control over it and don’t need to have any. Luckily this is a great community that is loving, accepting and non judgmental. Thank you.

I’m no expert, but what I write about comes from the heart and is a real as it can get. I’ve been blessed with meeting many special people on here and my wish to connect with more people has come true. A few days ago I wrote a post called FEELING YOUR VIBE. It talks about being an EMPATH and describes the intuition I feel about your struggles. It has been confirmed and some of you have contacted me and shared your struggles or simply voiced that you are facing tough times. I can’t explain to you how I feel these things, but I’m grateful for your trust and for being there for you. It was me who was hoping to reach more people, to make a difference and to shine a light when life gets dark. To show you that there is always a way, that silver linings do exist and that we have the most control when we surrender and give up control.

You have given me that purpose, although this not at all about me. It is about you, how you feel and what this blog can bring to the table for you. I plan to streamline the blog a little more and to include a contact page, should you ever need me or feel the need to contact me. I’m still unsettled and I still feel the troubles in your world. Please be good to yourself and take a deep breath. I’m a prime example that everything passes and so will this. Every moment brings you closer to a brighter day and I’m sending much strengths and love your way.