Someone asked a question recently, "what makes you feel accomplished?" This blog post is mostly for me to reach deeper and remind myself what makes me accomplished.
LOL once I have something done and it isn't hanging over my head anymore I feel accomplished. As I look back at my life I can see that I have finished some things that are accomplishments. I have given birth to 9 children. I have raised 13. I entered my marriage as a Step-Mother and I lived! :)
I have a beautiful voice, I sang in the high school choirs of Acappella and madrigals, I was excellent in the colorguard, I am a great teacher of small children.
I am talented as a Massage Therapist, I am a great Mother, Wife, daugher, sister and friend. I love my sisters in the Relief Society and do a great job fulfilling my calling as Relief Society President.
I am a great example. I show the way and I go first. I am a wise mentor, one who has great experience and can help others along their path. I have succeeded in being in front of audiences doing presentations. I know a lot about health and herbs. I am great at quilting and have quilted many quilts.
when given a task I rise up to the challenge, I may not always succeed, but I always do my very best. I am self taught at sewing. I am musical and have challenged myself to learn the guitar. I have written several songs of my own.
I am great at being on time. mostly early. I have taken out many slivers out of kids to their dismay and relief.
I am a survivor! I have been to hell and back in my life and learned tools to keep me moving forward.
I can start a fire! no, really like a real live camp fire. lol this didn't happen until recently.
I am a wiz at the computer. I can say I know how to use it better than the kids.
I have successfully used livestream on facebook, and periscope on twitter.
I have created an alliance to help others raise their energy levels.
I have been successful as a cub scout leader. and I know how to put up a tent
warning: this list may grow in the next couple of weeks as I finish my CD and do more presentations
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Just have to say something
More and more online I find a saying that rubs my spirit the wrong way. The words are not always the same but the message is the same. If you find someone in your life who is toxic you can walk away from that relationship.
The first thing I wonder when I read that is What Would Jesus Do? I'm so glad that when I become a "toxic" person my husband, parents, children, and Christ don't give up on me.
I think we all go through phases of depression, anger, frustrations, etc... and while I understand that we don't need to stay in unhealthy relationships, I have also heard many say that they needed to walk away from their responsibilities toward their spouse, parent, or child because the relationship was toxic. At what point did we become people who give up on our loved ones? Because of different religious or other types of views? What makes it ok to say to your spouse of 15 years that you can no longer be married or keep the promises of marriage because they are too toxic? I think the message we are sending to the next generation is that it's perfectly fine to walk away from our responsibilities and family relationships because we deem them as toxic.
I think there are times when people are removed from our life, by their own choice and it's probably a good idea to not chase after them, but even in that situation, where is the hand of friendship, compassion, unconditional love towards that person. I have had people move away from me, and in some cases I knew that it was God's hand that there needed to be some distance. Do I remove them from my list of friends? of course not, I recognize it for what it is, send love and caring thoughts and prayers towards them and not let it bog me down. Yes I have people in my life I don't talk to much but mostly it's because we have grown apart and no longer have things in common. The "toxic" people? those who continually gripe and complain?
I have always maintained that as long as I do my part God will do his and if it is meant for that person to have a change of heart it will be so, if not then it will be what it is and by their own choices, then they will stand on the outside looking in. NOT because I pushed them away, but because there isn't any common ground.
Let's find unconditional love for our fellow man instead of judgement and labeling
The first thing I wonder when I read that is What Would Jesus Do? I'm so glad that when I become a "toxic" person my husband, parents, children, and Christ don't give up on me.
I think we all go through phases of depression, anger, frustrations, etc... and while I understand that we don't need to stay in unhealthy relationships, I have also heard many say that they needed to walk away from their responsibilities toward their spouse, parent, or child because the relationship was toxic. At what point did we become people who give up on our loved ones? Because of different religious or other types of views? What makes it ok to say to your spouse of 15 years that you can no longer be married or keep the promises of marriage because they are too toxic? I think the message we are sending to the next generation is that it's perfectly fine to walk away from our responsibilities and family relationships because we deem them as toxic.
I think there are times when people are removed from our life, by their own choice and it's probably a good idea to not chase after them, but even in that situation, where is the hand of friendship, compassion, unconditional love towards that person. I have had people move away from me, and in some cases I knew that it was God's hand that there needed to be some distance. Do I remove them from my list of friends? of course not, I recognize it for what it is, send love and caring thoughts and prayers towards them and not let it bog me down. Yes I have people in my life I don't talk to much but mostly it's because we have grown apart and no longer have things in common. The "toxic" people? those who continually gripe and complain?
I have always maintained that as long as I do my part God will do his and if it is meant for that person to have a change of heart it will be so, if not then it will be what it is and by their own choices, then they will stand on the outside looking in. NOT because I pushed them away, but because there isn't any common ground.
Let's find unconditional love for our fellow man instead of judgement and labeling
Lessons from the River
Lessons from the River:
1. Always take a buddy on your adventures. You never know what surprises will be in store for you
2. Stop to pick up and admire rocks - they serve as stepping stones to help you along your way. Sooth and cool achy muscles after they are tumbled and refined to reveal the natural beauty of the stone.
3. Respect the River - Rivers are fun, they provide cool water and entertainment on a hot day. Water to drink, sometimes fish to eat. Rivers give life to animals, humans, and plants. it can also take that same life wiping out crops, sweeping away landscape and everything in it's path.
4. Admire the beauty of the river and all it's gifts. Rivers don't listen to the opinions of others they just carry on and flow with the majesty with which they were created.
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Daddy's girl
Last week I got a message that said my daddy was in a bad way and I needed to come. I went home from church, grabbed a few items of clothes and my overnight case and rushed 4 hours to see my daddy. He wasn't too responsive but I could talk to him and hold his hand and rub his legs while he worked his way out of this life.
The experience reminded me of when I have a baby.The veil is very thin, and almost like automatic everyone around speaks in quieter tones. There is a reverence that surrounds the place.
The family gathers and waits. talks amongst themselves and almost in turn, they come in and talk to you. The very presence of these people surrounding you giving you their support and love, gives you strength to do what you need to do. I watched daddy struggle to be present while my son hugged him and told him how much he loved him. Daddy turned and although you couldn't tell what he was saying the words were sweet and loving. He wanted so badly to speak to his grandson. The crazy thing was that even though we didn't hear the words I think we all know what he said in our hearts, because the love he spoke was greater than any words we could hear.
It was getting very late on Sunday and I hated to leave, but I knew I had to sleep. I went into his room to tell him goodnight and I told him I would be back first thing in the morning. Clear as day he said OK. There was almost excitement in the house as everyone gathered around his tiny room to hear any words or sounds he might utter.
Monday night as people came and went we seemed to almost take turns just basking in all that was him. We talked, remembering the good times and for me wondering if what was happening was even real. I felt like I was in another universe and at the same time I knew it was time and there was a feeling of peace. I was sitting in the living room and could feel the veil thinning so much that the presence of loved ones on the other side was incredible. Their spirits are so strong and the whole air in the house changes, and perhaps by instinct you know that the time is at hand. It seemed as though there were many who came to take him home.
Daddy never wanted me to worry about him. A few weeks ago when he was in the hospital I couldn't make it up to Salt lake and I called him. His heart was only working about half way, he was in a lot of pain and his legs had so much atrophy they looked black, blue and really red. (at least from the pictures my sister sent me) I was talking to him and with every breath he reassured me he was ok and he wasn't going anywhere. Monday night all I wanted him to know was how much I loved him and that I was ok, his baby girl was going to be alright with what he needed to do.
My Daddy made returning home look easy. He had suffered for so long, I remember that many times over the years, that we would be talking, and he would hunch over and we would ask if he was alright and invariably he would respond almost out of breath, "It's ok it will pass" His pain is now passed.
When my Daddy left this mortal existence he looked young, he looked free from the pain and suffering of this world. It was as if every stress, every worry, every part of him was finally at peace.
This past week has been a whirlwind. Is it possible to miss someone who just left? There's now an empty place in this world but the next world has gained back an incredible person. A loving man who loved the Lord with all his heart, might, mind and strength. A man who wanted so much for his children to put Christ first in every part of their lives. A man whose children and grandchildren were the very breath he breathed every day. This man who loved so unconditionally that every soul who came into his life knew they were loved. This man who left behind an incredible legacy, shoes that just can't be filled.
This Man Returned Home ~ on Monday February 29, 2016 ~ With HONOR!
Below is my song I wrote for my Daddy almost 7 years ago, when we worried we may lose him back then. I was in the Hospital trying to keep my baby alive after my water broke at 30 weeks. I got a call saying that daddy was in dire straights. The hospital where he was had given up on him, the nursing home had given up on him. My sister Janae, went to see him and he cried and said please don't leave me here. She went straight away and got 2 people and took him home. He could barely speak and barely walk, but her and her family worked diligently and gave us another 7 years of borrowed time. Because of the borrowed time I was able to give him this song while he was still with us. This song is my tribute this this incredible human being I am lucky enough to call my Daddy.
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In dreams of childhood far in the past are memories of daddy forever to last with child like faith
we took his hand he held on tight and taught us to stand.
Late in the evening there at his knee strumming his 12 string he taught us to sing, campfires
and car rides wherever we roam there’s music and stories to take us back home
Chorus: Sing for the memories sing for the day this one’s for daddy as he leads the
way his armor is bright his duty is clear he stands triumphant for those he holds dear.
Patiently waiting a job to be done His hair in pink curlers his daughters had won.
Shooting up tin cans is always much fun his pancakes and jerky will bring out the sun
Our dad is a Scotsman an Englishman too he’s proud of our lineage we should be too
they’re watching and waiting seeing us through making them proud is a job we must do
Chorus: Sing for the memories sing for the day this one’s for daddy as he leads the way his
armor is bright his duty is clear he stands triumphant for those he holds dear.
The experience reminded me of when I have a baby.The veil is very thin, and almost like automatic everyone around speaks in quieter tones. There is a reverence that surrounds the place.
The family gathers and waits. talks amongst themselves and almost in turn, they come in and talk to you. The very presence of these people surrounding you giving you their support and love, gives you strength to do what you need to do. I watched daddy struggle to be present while my son hugged him and told him how much he loved him. Daddy turned and although you couldn't tell what he was saying the words were sweet and loving. He wanted so badly to speak to his grandson. The crazy thing was that even though we didn't hear the words I think we all know what he said in our hearts, because the love he spoke was greater than any words we could hear.
It was getting very late on Sunday and I hated to leave, but I knew I had to sleep. I went into his room to tell him goodnight and I told him I would be back first thing in the morning. Clear as day he said OK. There was almost excitement in the house as everyone gathered around his tiny room to hear any words or sounds he might utter.
Monday night as people came and went we seemed to almost take turns just basking in all that was him. We talked, remembering the good times and for me wondering if what was happening was even real. I felt like I was in another universe and at the same time I knew it was time and there was a feeling of peace. I was sitting in the living room and could feel the veil thinning so much that the presence of loved ones on the other side was incredible. Their spirits are so strong and the whole air in the house changes, and perhaps by instinct you know that the time is at hand. It seemed as though there were many who came to take him home.
Daddy never wanted me to worry about him. A few weeks ago when he was in the hospital I couldn't make it up to Salt lake and I called him. His heart was only working about half way, he was in a lot of pain and his legs had so much atrophy they looked black, blue and really red. (at least from the pictures my sister sent me) I was talking to him and with every breath he reassured me he was ok and he wasn't going anywhere. Monday night all I wanted him to know was how much I loved him and that I was ok, his baby girl was going to be alright with what he needed to do.
My Daddy made returning home look easy. He had suffered for so long, I remember that many times over the years, that we would be talking, and he would hunch over and we would ask if he was alright and invariably he would respond almost out of breath, "It's ok it will pass" His pain is now passed.
When my Daddy left this mortal existence he looked young, he looked free from the pain and suffering of this world. It was as if every stress, every worry, every part of him was finally at peace.
This past week has been a whirlwind. Is it possible to miss someone who just left? There's now an empty place in this world but the next world has gained back an incredible person. A loving man who loved the Lord with all his heart, might, mind and strength. A man who wanted so much for his children to put Christ first in every part of their lives. A man whose children and grandchildren were the very breath he breathed every day. This man who loved so unconditionally that every soul who came into his life knew they were loved. This man who left behind an incredible legacy, shoes that just can't be filled.
This Man Returned Home ~ on Monday February 29, 2016 ~ With HONOR!
Below is my song I wrote for my Daddy almost 7 years ago, when we worried we may lose him back then. I was in the Hospital trying to keep my baby alive after my water broke at 30 weeks. I got a call saying that daddy was in dire straights. The hospital where he was had given up on him, the nursing home had given up on him. My sister Janae, went to see him and he cried and said please don't leave me here. She went straight away and got 2 people and took him home. He could barely speak and barely walk, but her and her family worked diligently and gave us another 7 years of borrowed time. Because of the borrowed time I was able to give him this song while he was still with us. This song is my tribute this this incredible human being I am lucky enough to call my Daddy.
_______________________________________________________________
In dreams of childhood far in the past are memories of daddy forever to last with child like faith
we took his hand he held on tight and taught us to stand.
Late in the evening there at his knee strumming his 12 string he taught us to sing, campfires
and car rides wherever we roam there’s music and stories to take us back home
Chorus: Sing for the memories sing for the day this one’s for daddy as he leads the
way his armor is bright his duty is clear he stands triumphant for those he holds dear.
Patiently waiting a job to be done His hair in pink curlers his daughters had won.
Shooting up tin cans is always much fun his pancakes and jerky will bring out the sun
Our dad is a Scotsman an Englishman too he’s proud of our lineage we should be too
they’re watching and waiting seeing us through making them proud is a job we must do
Chorus: Sing for the memories sing for the day this one’s for daddy as he leads the way his
armor is bright his duty is clear he stands triumphant for those he holds dear.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Let others Care for you
I had an experience this past week that really hit home to me. I scheduled an appointment with a lady for a facial. This may seem like not a big deal, but for me it was. I am 44 and had never had a facial.
I grew up in a atmosphere where you just didn't seek out services you could do at home and you didn't do anything for yourself unless it was a necessity.
I am a Massage Therapist and will on occasion get massages for myself. The problem being that it is usually out of dire need or guilt because I was trading with someone so I had to fulfill the trade. I have to admit I haven't had a massage where I felt like I wasn't on the job. One of the perils of the industry I suppose.
I showed up to my facial appointment at the lady's house. She had a very nice room set up with soft music playing. very similar to what I would do for my own clients. I disrobed from the neck to the waist put on a wrap around towel and got under the sheets and blanket.
I found the table very comfortable and relaxing. Knowing it was my first facial the esthetican was extra careful to explain to me exactly the process. As she worked on me I realized that I was relaxed!
I also realized that it felt good to have someone else take care of me without expectation of wanting anything from me (except payment of course ;) ) Someone was taking care of me without wanting my time in return.
Wow. That was pretty profound. I wasn't getting my duly needed massage session to keep me prime for my job. I was getting a facial which is pampering but also something that is doing good for my outside as well as my inside. I could relax without it being about my job and get the needed refreshed feeling to go home and take better care of my family and even go back to work on Monday to take better care of my clients.
Is it important to let someone else take care of you when you are the care taker? I see this all the time. I have many clients who are care takers and they come to me completely worn out. Not just physically but emotionally and mentally also. I can take care of them like this beautiful lady took care of me so they can go back to taking care of those who need them. It's a beautiful cycle that we need to understand.
I get many blessings for taking care of others. She got a blessing for taking care of me and I got a blessing for allowing her to.
By the way, I am amazed at how great my face feels and looks. My hubby commented how much I glowed all afternoon. Our bodies were designed to be touched. Our skin works hard. our muscles work hard, It's ok to let someone take care of us.
I grew up in a atmosphere where you just didn't seek out services you could do at home and you didn't do anything for yourself unless it was a necessity.
I am a Massage Therapist and will on occasion get massages for myself. The problem being that it is usually out of dire need or guilt because I was trading with someone so I had to fulfill the trade. I have to admit I haven't had a massage where I felt like I wasn't on the job. One of the perils of the industry I suppose.
I showed up to my facial appointment at the lady's house. She had a very nice room set up with soft music playing. very similar to what I would do for my own clients. I disrobed from the neck to the waist put on a wrap around towel and got under the sheets and blanket.
I found the table very comfortable and relaxing. Knowing it was my first facial the esthetican was extra careful to explain to me exactly the process. As she worked on me I realized that I was relaxed!
I also realized that it felt good to have someone else take care of me without expectation of wanting anything from me (except payment of course ;) ) Someone was taking care of me without wanting my time in return.
Wow. That was pretty profound. I wasn't getting my duly needed massage session to keep me prime for my job. I was getting a facial which is pampering but also something that is doing good for my outside as well as my inside. I could relax without it being about my job and get the needed refreshed feeling to go home and take better care of my family and even go back to work on Monday to take better care of my clients.
Is it important to let someone else take care of you when you are the care taker? I see this all the time. I have many clients who are care takers and they come to me completely worn out. Not just physically but emotionally and mentally also. I can take care of them like this beautiful lady took care of me so they can go back to taking care of those who need them. It's a beautiful cycle that we need to understand.
I get many blessings for taking care of others. She got a blessing for taking care of me and I got a blessing for allowing her to.
By the way, I am amazed at how great my face feels and looks. My hubby commented how much I glowed all afternoon. Our bodies were designed to be touched. Our skin works hard. our muscles work hard, It's ok to let someone take care of us.
Friday, November 14, 2014
All the difference
Monday, September 15, 2014
Finding the real me
About a month and a half ago I was doing some serious contemplating. It's been a few months since I was diagnosed with a thyroid issue, and while I didn't expect sudden large amounts of weight loss, I kinda expected something! But as usual with everything I do the weight just stays put, so in my contemplating I had an epiphany I realized that it wasn't necessarily about the way I eat, exercise, or any of the standard problems, I needed to go on a spiritual cleanse, I needed to create space within my self and free myself of the weight I was carrying.
The thing is that I was weighing more than I did when I was pregnant almost 2 years ago. I think when I delivered my tiny infant son (18 weeks gestational) I actually gained weight. I've been through a lot emotionally over the last year and a half, but I came to this point where I realized something else had to happen or my health would just continue to decline.
It was a beautiful clear Saturday morning and I made a decision. I thought what would Kirk Duncan do? and I realized, he would find a way to create space. So, using the tools I had been taught through the courses he teaches, I wrote my I am statement/affirmation and I got in the car. It's about a 45 min drive from my house to Duck Creek UT and I decided it was the perfect time to test it out. I said my affirmation out loud and at the stop light used my arms to reinforce the idea. then I picked a person I needed to have a "conversation" with and let it go. I found myself becoming happier and happier, I had more energy when I arrived at Duck Creek than I had imagined. (I was super tired when my journey began), and the first change I noticed was that my upper abdomen was flatter
I did my scheduled massages and left for home, where once again I said my affirmations, I figured that I couldn't do it too much. When I arrived home I immediately stepped on the scale. WOW! 2lbs! I knew I was on the right track and what happened next is all part of this phenomenal journey.
Each day I would wake up and I would say out loud my affirmation; I went to work the first day back and my first client says wow you are so happy! your energy is amazing! I shared with her my ah ah moment and got amazing support. A few days later I tell my husband how I'm a little discouraged I haven't made more progress and he tells me say your affirmation more! love being surrounded by such support!
When you make a decision to change something in a dramatic way, it's amazing the doors that open. As a Massage Therapist I use many different products to help others feel better, so I'm always on the look out for something new and that really works. I would tell anyone who makes a decision like this to look for open doors and take them! Don't over think the opportunities that become available in your life, if it feels right go with that first feeling and jump, remember that these things are coming into your life at the very moment you need them.
In June, I finally had the opportunity to attend a CE class called Lypossage. (learn more about it on my webpage), I was very intrigued with the idea of being able to contour the body and reduce cellulite and inches! As I worked on the ladies in the class I was immediately amazed at how quickly their body was transformed and I even posted my own before and after pictures of the face on my website. (Something I don't normally do). Understanding the concept of Lypossage opened my eyes to other things I needed to be about doing. Being determined I bought me a water bottle and got some Sustain from Melaluca. Hydration is number one when you want to cleanse and create space.
Exercise: Well if you count chasing kids and massage That's my exercise, if I'm lucky I get an opportunity to go on a walk here and there, and of course my weekly jaunts to get the mountain air are fabulous. Between my affirmations, finishing the conversations and my 3 days of Lypossage, I had lost 5 lbs. within one month of course I'm not on a crash diet so not looking for huge numbers.
At the end of July I had an opportunity to go to another massage convention where I took another type of skinny massage class and an Aqua Massage class. I spent 2 amazing days in the water creating space and cleansing my spirit and my body. Yup I was cleansing all over the place!
I had walked through several vendors at the convention and saw a couple of pill companies and decided I didn't really want to stop, I use DeeCee Labs and am very happy with the products, Then this lady caught my attention, I told her I was looking to see what booths I had missed and she asked if I had seen theirs. Wasn't really in the market for pills and potions but didn't want to be rude so I listened. She handed me a small cup with some pink liquid in it and told me it was for weight loss, I worry about weight loss products because they all seem to have some type of caffeine in it and I'm super sensitive. So I had to read the ingredients first. I was amazed that the ingredients met my approval so I went ahead and drank the liquid, it tasted like kool aid.
Tastes good and meets my ingredient approval, difficult combination to find. So I took the open door and became an ambassador, (Plexus) I'm finding so many wonderful things through the open doors I have walked through, and I'm excited to say that beginning with my decision 1 1/12 months ago the scale says I have let go of 10 lbs that was keeping me weighed down. My health is is on the improve, I don't have people stop and ask me if I'm ok because of my severe heavy breathing, and the road ahead is great!
Cleansing is a continuous journey and it's one that needs to be taken on a daily basis, and then recognize the doors that are being opened for you in your personal journey and make sure you don't delay.
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