Yep this rising, thriving, shining woman is still here. I took a break from daily posts because, honestly, life got busy all around me. I am focusing on sticking with my challenge and charging up my life.
Nuts and Bolts Follow Up
Every day I spent 10 minutes moving my body, some strength, some cardio, some combination of this and that. What I love is that today I can say I feel more energized, my body feels happier and I am proud of myself for not succumbing to the story I may tell that could keep me from celebrating my body, this life, with movement and joy.
My food, nourishment choices, have been great. A few pastry (sugar) slips but not in the way I used to. Instead I am aware and may have a nibble, I notice after I eat a traditional baked pastry how I feel, which usually isn’t that good and honestly I don’t choose to eat any more than the nibble I had.
I also am growing in awareness as I discover the deeper layers as to how I emotionally eat. I asked myself, during the last unconscious eating frenzy this week, what I was feeling and realize that I was eating to stuff away my desire to take a “daring” form of action in growing my business and my mission. As well as allowing myself to experience a new relationship.
I truly believe, not based on any scientific fact, that our obesity problem in the good ol’ USA is due to a majority of people stuffing away their quiet desperation. They’ve stuffed down their dreams, lived a practical life for far too long. So instead of feeling the feelings they “eat” them into submission. Just a thought – not sure if it is true but I know it has been for me.
I’m off to get my contained gardener items this week and connected to my mission – took action and feel good.
WHERE DID OUR DREAMS GO?
Summer is here, at least where I am it is, and my thoughts immediately turn toward the summers of my childhood. Warm days hanging out with my brother and sister in our backyard, playing on the swing set and sharing our dreams. The trips to our cottage by Lake Huron were magical. The first glimpse of the lake was like being the first person to discover the crown jewels. It was a grand time and yet I also saw how my parents worked so hard to make it happen. I remember one summer when it didn’t look like we were going to go; as usual it was a financial concern.
My heart dropped as I soon discovered that my childhood innocence, dreams and hopes were being penetrated by worry, loss and fear. I don’t know what exactly happened except I saw my Dad and Mom immersed in suffering and practicalities of life. We did get to go but the experience was different. It no longer felt abundant, rather, it felt as if we were lucky to go at all and it may not last. Fear of loss, lack and the so-called realities of life set in. I remember looking up at the cottage and seeing my Mom and Dad and I cried. Was this when I started to lose my dreams?
In my teen years I created a new set of dreams. My big dream was to travel across the country on a motorcycle with my guitar on the back and somehow I was going to have my beloved dachshund Heidi with me. I dreamed about living in Aspen Colorado and living on a huge ranch. I saw it beautifully in my mind’s eye.
I graduated from High School with low self-esteem and my dreams started to fade.
After graduation I was at a loss what direction to take. My mother was challenged in helping me define and follow my dreams. My father encouraged me to follow a dream but I needed help figuring out what riding on a motorcycle and living in Aspen Colorado looked like.
So I took the next “practical” course of action. I got a job just to tide me over. I went to a local community college to pursue a course of study that I had no profound relationship to except I knew I liked to help other people. Suffice to say 20 years later I replaced my dreams with practicalities,started to experience increased “stress” related illnesses and I was miserable. What did I do?
I saddled myself with student loan debt and chose to go back to school. Surely if I got the requisite degrees I’d find out who I was and be happy. Hah!
Okay, I’m going to give myself this. I LOVED my higher education experience because I did it my way. I chose to go to a school that would nourish and encourage me through my low self-esteem issues.
I have no regrets about any of it…Yet! I also wonder what my life might have been like if I had followed one of my dreams? As well, what happened to my dreams?
This long weekend I urge you to be Dream Makers, Dream Archeologists. Start to resurrect some Dreams. You don’t have to follow them, just feel them again.
What you may try is: If money were no object at all what would I choose to have, become, experience? For myself, at this time in my life, I choose to not waste a moment in practicalities. I’m waking myself up from a sleep walking life! Yes it means things are going to change and I may feel uncomfortable but you know what, we don’t get a lot of time on this earth so I choose to charge things up and live with more celebration, more joy, more meaning and abundance in experiencing the GREAT life!
I hope you will celebrate more this weekend! Let me know what you do? Step out of the box of practicalities and dream a little dream or two!
Love and Blessings all around!





Do you believe in Fate? Well just as I finished writing this post I hear this on NPR. I’m compelled to share it with you because knowledge is power when it comes to making changes in how we eat. 






