Monthly Archives: November 2017

As the sun shines bright I ask myself…

Work, work, work! Here it is almost December 1st, 2017 and the sun’s vibrant heat beams down on me, as I work away. I love what I am doing, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I continue to search for excuses to gather Freddy the Pink Flamingo and ride on Pinky the Princess, over the hills and through the woods (not really, just on the nicely paved bike path that almost taunts me, everyday, because I can see just a glimpse of it from my balcony).

Pause, sigh, inhale and exhale! I think I will take a break and write outside. Maybe then I can see if the air is that warm or if the window portrait is deceiving.

Of course NOT! OHHH what to do?

Go ride or Work?

What do you think? I will let you know what I decided, later on.

Do what you love and love what you do! The only reason I am struggling with my decision today is because I love everything I do! Whether it is work, play or even making a decision. I feel my way to joy and happiness.

If you continually go to bed worrying about tomorrow or wake up dreading your day, it is time to reevaluate your life! Life is too short to be miserable. I realize earning an income is important, but one thing I have learned is the income will double, triple and quadruple, if you love what you do and ALWAYS, do what you love!!!

God Loves You NO MATTER WHAT!

Livelove

&

Carryon

Check out our event coming December 8th in Madison Indiana.

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A Mammogram?

As I was talking to Eric about my post about legacies, he began asking me about my own. It was a short lived conversation because he really does know what I want people to remember, lol. Why? because when I am practicing a speech or workshop I constantly stop and ask him to, “Repeat back to me what he heard.”

Only to ensure I am sending the message that is directed in the right way!

So he quickly diverts my attention by telling me about something funny or a great comedian he heard on Sirus. Today was Ms. Pat! He began chuckling then began laughing as he was telling me about her description of Mammograms! He was laughing so hard and then he said it! He said, “Teena, I thought of you and your ‘funny’ story about mammograms. I couldn’t quit laughing!”

First of all, if you have been reading my blog for very long, you know that my husband, best friend and better half does not think I am funny! Lol we tease about it all the time. So there is the first YAY for me!

Second, MAMMOGRAM! Oh my goodness! Are you ready to laugh?? If you don’t have time to relax and read this, STOP, and come back to it later because you will probably get a terrific laugh out of this story!!!

I remember the day like it was today I had just returned home from the doctor. It was a simple Biometric testing so no worries, I thought!

My doctor asked how old are you? I told her. She said, “When was your last mammogram?”

I stopped and said, “Duh, never!”

I thought she was not going to let me come home without scheduling and that day! I finally convinced her I would, just so I could go home 😉.

Of course I am not a good liar and she knows that, so I had a scheduled appointment before I left.

As the day approached I think I called that gigantic, overwhelming office building three times. Oh no big deal! I thought I might have the flu, the next call I wanted to ensure I was on the schedule and who was that doctor again, my final call is I needed the address. (As I laugh to myself while writing my thoughts and fears from the past). I know that if I had so much as broken a finger nail, I would go back to bed and cancel!

I did not cancel and I was proud of myself. (I know this admits that I am a huge baby, but you must know I didn’t even take my mommy and I always take my mommy to the doctor with me, always, even after 40!) I drove directly to the beautifully adorned hospital with its gorgeous chandelier that does nothing except make my premiums go up, and… (pause, inhale/exhale) went up three floors, opened the door to the correct number (hold your breath for just a second so when you laugh you will be able to catch your breath) I had entered a male enhancement office. No! No one reads the sign on the door!!!! The lady looked at me a bit funny, but I guess this kind of thing happens all the time, right? I continue on, to sign in. My delicate signature that is swoopy, curved and yet big enough to be bold, Teena Drake,

The secretary had disappeared, so I sat down! I remember thinking it must be guys days to get mammograms! They must need to be checked regularly, right? (I truly don’t know anything about men receiving them or not). A few minutes passed, maybe more like fifteen or twenty! The lady calls my name up to the window and I promptly jump up with insurance card in hand, slide it through the window and she leans back as though I had cooties or something, snootily pushed the card back towards me and says, “Where are you suppose to be?”

Still confused I reply with, “What do you mean? I am here for a Mammogram and I am wondering how long this is going to take?”

She says Ms. Drake, with a southern draw, you are in a male enhancement clinic. That’s why I am asking you where you are suppose to be!”

At that moment I stopped and was as still as a statue! Don’t turn around, Teena, just say thank you, step backwards keep walking towards the door! I kept thinking, how am I going to get out of here, without looking at these men. I am surely not judging, at all. I have heard some stories that would say go baby go! However, this is entirely a different story!

Okay, maybe I should turn around say real loud and very Clown like, “You guys ROCK!!! NO LIKE REALLY YOU ROCK!!!!

Nope because truly I have no idea what I am talking about. I turned on my heals, politely bowed my head thanked her (for nothing) and exited the building.

Needless to say I missed my mammogram, had to reschedule and will include that story in my next segment of Mammogram??

Actually I should have entitled this entire post Fake News!!!

However, then you might not have read it and I wouldn’t have had this teachable moment!!!!!

Please continue to read, hold your attention five more minutes! This is important!!!!!!

If you enjoyed this reading and you laughed then my mission was accomplished!!!

However, my next mission is to assist you in life! As a teacher I must explain why this next message is super important to millennials, adults, students it doesn’t matter who you are!!!!

The majority of the last story I wrote was fiction. No I am not giving you an English project, but rather an important life lesson!!!!!!

You see when I was a child and searched for something to read it was in a library, where everything was clear and definite! Fiction/children/nonfiction/news/documentaries! The rows were marked, the books were genre labeled, there were no muddy waters or lines to cross.

Then I heard someone recently, in the grocery store, “Are you sure, I think I read on Facebook…”

The rest of the conversation was not worth repeating. However, the statement reminded me of the multiple research papers I had scored, that were filled with ‘fake news.’ Yet, those students would stand behind their research no matter what! Others would look at me puzzled as to why I would question Google!

Your message is, when fact checking, do it again and again and maybe even again. Also if you are fact checking someone said or did something to you, call them and ask. Because it’s merely fiction or gossip unless you hear it for yourself!

In such a fast paced world with all information, thoughts, and advertising swarming us, twenty four- seven, it becomes difficult to decipher facts from fiction. In all cases check and check again before you speak!

Don’t forget Dec. 8th is upcoming! It’s open to the public, begins at 7!

Educators, please use my writings and or several others, for examples of ‘unmarked’ genres. Even if they have a PhD, check your facts about his or ger credibility. (Not necessarily this one unless you enjoy answering questions about male enhancements). But have them follow my blog or you and allow the students to edify my writings.

Thank you for reading as always I cherish you for supporting me! My main mission is to share with you my life lessons, to allow you to enhance your own life, by being the happiest, best YOU!

Livelove

Carryon

http://www.livelovellc.org/home

What will they say about you?

Mom, Jamie and I participated in the Madison tour of homes last night. It was a spectacular evening! We viewed some of the most beautiful homes, museums and this year we were allowed to view a new portion of the Lanier Mansion! (If you have toured it before, go back the new addition is simply fantastic).

Anywhooooo, as we read note cards under pictures in the Historical Society, I began to think, (Yes, again).

Actually, I was appalled at several and I wondered, how will others describe me, when I am gone. Will I be remembered and if so for what?

Let me give you a quick example. This ladies picture hung on the wall (not her best either) and the short paragraph explained how she had been married four times and it was said she had a relationship with a famous writer, who was from this area.

Wait a minute!!! The only reason she was recognized is because she apparently was a tramp and slept with a famous person? Not married to him nor has done anything exceptional.

Remember, I am not saying ‘bad’ things about anyone it’s what her ‘legacy’ was.

Hmmmm…Stop and think what would people say about you? Next year, or one hundred years from now?

In Leader in Me training, #FranklinConvey said, “What would people say to or about you on your 80th birthday.”

Please don’t mistaken living to leave a legacy for living to please others or worry what others think! Not the same thing!!!!!

It’s not that any of us needs to be PERFECT! Or continually worry what others think or say about you or your beliefs.

The difference is a Legacy is big enough to drown out any cruddy down falls you may have. Everyone has them, but people that choose to have big legacies seem to have limited downfalls, after death, okay if it is a positive one. In other words if you are following that strong tug that pulls at your heart to do, be or have anything; or maybe you have committed your entire life to educating others, healing those in need, or whatever it is you choose, as long as you are following how good it feels, you are fine.

However, if you look over the past week and think if I was gone tomorrow, what would (whoever is important to you) say about me? And you don’t like the note card that might hang below your name…It is time to change!

It is time to rewrite your story. Begin setting those wrongs right and following your heart.

I was asked last night, “How do I?”

It doesn’t matter how!! Once again no one has ever known how they were to accomplish anything. They did know what they wanted to accomplish and they did have a why! However, how is left up to you and the universe.

Let me ask you something? If you pray a little or a lot, do you tell God or ask God to show you how? Or do you tell him how to answer your prayers?

Probably not! If we all knew how we were going to accomplish something don’t you think we would skip the journey? Or maybe even the prayer?

(I can honestly say that after December 8th, 2016, I will never question how again. Even when I slip backwards into that old stinking thinking, I won’t question how!)

Begin this moment to think what you want the important people in your life to remember you as! Then begin the journey to develop that spectacular you and note card under your name!

It may be only your family, you care about what they speak of you after you have departed or maybe you want more. Employees, friends or hey if you are Donald Trump, the entire world. I don’t care who it is. I know some of the things I want to be said about me and some I have accomplished, yet others I am continuing to explore. But one thing is for sure, I always want to be thought of as ‘sunshine’ and ‘laughter’.

I don’t care if someone reports how many college degrees I have had or speaks of how many careers I explored. However, I do care how I made them feel, when they encountered my spirit here on Earth. Do you?

What is your legacy? Do you have one? What footprint have you left, if today was your last?

God Loves You No Matter What!!!!!

Don’t forget to email us at Livelove.teena@gmail.com if you want to come celebrate with us! It will be the one year mark for my life changing event and I am super excited to share with you some of the life lessons I have gained.

We are only charging twenty dollars per person, now!!! Not because we had to, but because we are only accepting cash or check for this (technical difficulties with accepting credit cards, so this is easier lol. I keep reminding myself this is all apart of the journey!!).

It begins at 7 and continues until you are tired lol.

I WOULD LOVE TO SEE YOU!

Ohhh and come as you would like to be in 2020! I will explain in a later posting!

Livelove

&

Carryon

Sitting in Silence…

It is very rare in the world today for anyone to understand silence. However, as I sit on the front porch and stare off at the river, I noticed something strange for maybe 20 seconds, silence!

Not a bird chirpping, an airplane speeding over, a car zooming down the road or even a barge slipping down the river. Absolute silence!

It took me a few seconds to understand what was going on, but when I did I received ten seconds or more of, shhhhhhhh…

It was phenomenal.

Amazing.

Strange.

When those rare moments appear (which I can’t imagine anyone wanting them more than a few seconds) pause…stay still and enjoy the simplicity of life.

These rare times allow me to reset, refocus and restart.

I realize life becomes hectic, frustrating and scary at times. However, it will always provide you with an opportunity to redirect. Life is meant to enjoy.

Yes, there will be down times or as I call them valleys. But remember while in the valley look for a few seconds clumped together, where the universe says, “Just for you we are going to pause and exhale. This is for you to take a deep breath in and exhale.”

Enjoy!

Livelove

&

Carryon

http://www.livelovellc.org/home

Thanksgiving Morning on the Farm

Of course I woke up at 4:30 in the morning, on the farm. However, this time I do not have to roll out of bed and start the Turkey. So I rolled over, tossed and turned for over an hour, finally slipped out of bed.

The sun was peeking up over the hill creating a sparkly blanket of frost across the land. As almost if old man Frost wanted to freeze time, even if for just a moment, to allow those of us up, to observe in amazement, his works.

Normally, when ‘back on the farm’ I am rushing around, barking orders, freaked out because something needs to be done, but this year I am not. Instead, I am enjoying the dancing moments where past meets the present and future is so boldly introducing herself! (In a good way).

I relish in the memories of laughters, tears, excitement and all other emotions attached to every crack, bump, or splashed syrup on the ceiling stains, still not fixed from previous years. As I reflect back I remember all the funny events of Thanksgivings. Once we moved to the river Eric knew when Baw Baw couldn’t, I would!

We have had family gatherings from Thanksgiving, Christmas, all the way to hey, its finally Spring, let’s have a get together. I remember one year, I counted 50 people and other than my farm family, there were maybe three other relatives, the rest were our adopted family members. (Which we tried counting the other day, how many of those we have. It made us laugh and get all sentimental because the number was too difficult to solidify. We would become so wrapped up in naming someone and then attaching a fun or funny story, that the list continues to grow).

Sorry, Eric tells me all the time I get off on tagents, that was one of them.

Today, Thanksgiving Day 2017 is a bit different. The kids were all busy, Eric & I just arrived and have been in paradise for so long we struggled with returning to 21 degrees. So I am so excited that I get to go celebrate with one of my favorite little girls!!! My niece Lucy!

Although change isn’t always easy, it is inevitable. As for me I choose to embrace the changes, make the most of the new opportunities, revel over the past, enjoy the now…this moment.

Maybe you are like me and you are sitting on your front porch, wrapped up in something similar to a cacoon, listening to the Crows call, and you want to be sad for a moment due to the ‘change’ in traditions. However, I ask you to tilt your head from one side and then the other, close your eyes…hold them shut for one extra moment. Now open them and wait for your eyes to refocus. What do you see? A different perspective.

Don’t worry about ‘creating’ a new Tradition, that can sometimes create more anxiety than good, but rather enjoy right now! Whether you are with one person or several, maybe you are alone, it doesn’t matter search to feel good, this moment, feel terrific. Then expect another terrific moment and another and before you can blink your eyes, this day will be another memory! Hopefully even better than you expected.

If someone forgets to tell you today: ” YOU! Are AWESOME, WORTHY, LOVABLE and AMAZING!

Grateful for you!!!

Livelove

&

Carryon

http://www.livelovellc.org/home

Ghost of Thanksgiving Past…

I can smell the bacon sizzling, eggs a cracking, batters being whipped and beaten. Come about four o’clock in the morning, Thanksgiving morning. I would slip down the stairs as quietly as the old crickety floor would let me and slowly, ever so slowly, open the door at the bottom of the steps. Sliding my small little girl body through a sliver of an opening, to ensure I did not awaken my mom and dad, who were on the hide-a-way sofa in the, soon to be magical dining room.

As my bare feet touched the cold floor, I would cringe, drawing it back in hopes I would not groan so loudly, to wake everyone up. As I approached the opening to the doorway of the kitchen, I could hear her clanking the pans (as quietly as she could) and almost methodically dancing, in her house robe like a glowing angelic human. If I didn’t disturb her and freeze like a statue, I could hear her lightly singing a sweet hymn. Usually something like, Thank you Lord, for saving my soul or I will walk with Him and I will talk with him….

I try to hold my breath for as long as possible, so I can hear and watch her for just one more minute, only to slip on a rug, lose my balance and come sliding in the kitchen, butt first. She basically, keeps going and says, “Teena Gay, what are you doing up it is too early and you will be cranky before Thanksgiving dinner is served!”

As I began to whine and explain how excited I was and I rambled on, she seem to forget what she had said and would start talking to herself. Almost as if a check list was in her head and not even I could get her off track (Which if you know me I can get anyone off track, most of the time).

Mmmmmmmmm, can you smell it? I can! I can smell the green beans a bubbling, the turkey browning, the sweet pies a cooling. One by one a family member would emerge. Poppy would slip down the steps, wrap his arms around Baw Baw, giving her a reverse hug and a sweet peck on the cheek. She would always stop, pause and embrace his hugs and his kisses.

You know as I sit and write this I can’t help, but pause, close my eyes and as the tears stream down my face, I give thanks! I am grateful for these precious memories.

I remember thinking my grandmother was super woman! You know, I might be wrong, but until my Poppy passed away I think she cooked the majority of the food. I know we all pitched in something throughout the years, but honestly that was Violet Ashby’s legacy! Not just Thanksgiving Dinners, but bringing people together, by opening her home and preparing the most delicious, blessed and cooked with love meal anyone could ever imagine.

The time would quickly come, when those who weren’t in town, would begin to arrive. Oh the smiles on everyone’s face. The big hugs that seem to be never ending as the back screen door would open and SLAM, directly behind anyone who entered. Greetings, greetings!!!! It was like a house full of laughter and the energy was so strong it seemed as though, our farm home was coming to life celebrating hundreds of years of family, would vibrate and glow.

Finally, it was time to eat. Now most of the time as we all gathered around the ‘big people’s’ table or the ‘kids’ table off to the side (I don’t think I sat at the big people’s table until after I was an adult of like 25! Lolololol), the room would be so loud, Forman Hamilton who was the neighbor down the road, could hear us. However, once my Poppy, Uncle Bob, or Uncle Rod said, “Let’s bless this food…”

We all stopped talking and immediately grabbed hands and bowed our heads. It was like a snap of the fingers when it happened! Next, BRING ON THE FOOD!!! Heavenly Ham, terrific turkey, goodness gracious gravy, pluffy potatoes, stupendous slaw & stuffing and Pie, pie, pie! Did I forget to mention Butterscotch PIE!

We would all pass the food around the table: macaroni and cheese oh my!

As Thanksgiving approaches, enjoy each person you are with. Take time to put your phones down and turn off your technology for just a moment and record those smells, laughters, moment by moment sounds and events in your memory bank. Because you can never relive this time again. Next year will be different. It may not seem much different, but it will be. Everyone will be a year older, have new perspectives, some will pass others will be born, no matter what the only way you can relive a memory, is create one!

 

Thank you for reading, sending you much love!

 

Livelove

&

Carryon

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(Don’t forget to check out December 8th, our upcoming event/celebration is going to be fun!)

 

 

Really? Are you joking?

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I know I have posted two already, but just one more and I will be done, for today! Okay? Sounds good to me!

This is a little heartfelt story that most of you could not imagine.

I have a confession to make. Me, Teena Drake, has video fright. I don’t know why this is the craziest thing! I am working on it, but I know I am struggling because of my actions from today.

In the beginning of the day, once I realized my trip of ten hours had been delayed, I planned to write a little bit. I might create one post, but it is time to ramp up my game. Ugh! The truth hurts sometimes. However, as I was researching for a post from my mother, it became more and more clear as to why my ‘traffic’ is limited on my website. I mean, I almost drowned in the sea of postings, rhymes, words, images. Then the thought to follow more bloggers came to mind and I decided to search. I felt like Mr. Wiggles and Mr. Waggles walking up the hill and down the hill, up the hill and down the hill.Until I reach the top to find it was not as clear as what my final destination, really was.

Anywhooooo, I continued to search for The Mind of Kitty blog and for new ones I would enjoy. (Pause, big deep breath in and now exhale), Nothing! I found nothing. By the time I was finished I couldn’t even find my own blog. This is not to blame any of the websites. Heck, I am amazed at all of your potentials…( I am saying that to the website developers). However, tell that to the ninety percent of social media readers/watchers; what is it called? It is not television viewers, not really texters, millennials? Noooo because they were all ages and all walks of life. I guess ‘societers’. Yes, I made that word up. They do not care nor have time to search for one person, let alone have time to read it all. That’s when I realized it is not that people don’t read blogs and enjoy them, but rather they really don’t have time. I mean once I read 7 different bloggers my day was half over. Hence, another reason I  know I am struggling with making videos.

Why? Because like I said before, once I realized the trip was off, I took my shower and dressed for work. Then I continued to find one excuse after another. I set up the tri-pod- that is all I did, I put on makeup, fixed my hair ten times… then it was time for a snack, shew I was starved. Excuse after excuse. Well, it is getting dark so Eric may be home soon. Darn, I missed my chance again.

I have literally cleaned the house, washed all dishes, started the laundry, packed and unpacked again. Finally, I realized it and couldn’t risk blogging about it! Someone asked me, “What about speaking to large groups?”

I have no problem and the larger the group the better, but that video camera and I (pause, big inhale and exhale) we are going to come to an agreement. Until then I want to apologize if I become too wordy and you just wanted to know the message or if there was one. Therefore, I am completing this post with a promise!!!!! (I am smiling really big and so excited to type my promise…), “Oh, are you still waiting for me?”

I Promise, from now on I will no longer waste your time! I will incorporate a Highlighted words somewhere at the top of the post and in the excerpt that says, “This contains a message for you to improve your life for the best.”

Okay, it might just say this is important in bold letters! However, I promise if it is me, Teena Drake, just writing funny thoughts in my head, I will let you know! 

Shew! I hope that helped you, it made me feel a great deal better. One more thing, once I see my friend at Kentuckiana News and she shakes the fears away from me, I will keep my video blogs short and sweet, yet uplifting and educational. We have so many great things to share with you. I am excited to be living and of course, writing.

I know life gets messy and that is okay. We would be bored without a couple or more messes in our lives.

If you are still reading this blog until the end, pssst I have something to tell you…

Follow me, if you want.

THANK YOU!!!!!! From the bottom of my heart, I wish nothing more than for something I write, helps another. If only in laughter or illuminating a thought. Whether you agree with me or disagree, it is still stimulating you to take action and quit sitting and waiting for life to happen to or for you! Wow, that was refreshing! 

 

Livelove

&

Carryon

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