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Are uou afraid of the dark?

When looking for light, bright, sunshine emotions…do you go into the darkness searching for light? Or do you stand in the darkness hoping someone will find you, with a light? Or are you the light that shines bright and attracts more and more lights?
I said all of that to say this…if you are desiring change…meaning more lightheartedness, happy, sunshine emotions (because what other change could you want?) Be the light you are searching for so that you will have more and more sunshine coming your way.
Remember, tring to fix the past is like trying to make your butt hole beautiful. Ewwww I don’t even want to try that…do you?

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How dare you share your flatulence!!!

As I swam lap after lap, three men…one, two, & three, rotated in and out of the lanes, next to me.

I swam and swam with a sense of applausable luxury!

Until…Oh my! Oh me!

How can it be????

All three men… one, two, & three, are suffering from gas…where they must let their flatulence free!

Oh my! Oh me…why must you share with me?

Stay home if your belly is full and need a release…

Frrrrrt…Frrrrrt….. (Pause for one, two and three) yet another is free! FRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

I jump up, lifting my head from under the water, starteled as can be…

Scanning the surface for, which of these three…one, two, & three, had bubbles illuminating, it was he?

Much to my surprise those peculiar three…one, two, & three, had disappeared!

Oh my! Oh me…what does this mean?

As I peeled my new earplugs, out of my ears… the sounds were almost deafening!

And then I realized…the only sounds for me, while swimming with one, two, and three, were ME! 

Could it be? It had to be! It was not they, who I was blaming, Not one, two, and three…sharing their flatulence with me…

Oh, How DARE you share your flatulence with thee!

So the next time you are BLAMING… he, her and me…

Look within , to see, if it is THEE! Who is letting the flatulence FREE!

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God Bless You!

 

Toastmasters? Who is that and who cares?

When you go to the closet and pick up a pair of pants, that do not fit any longer, do you continue to wear them? If you do attempt to ‘make do’ does it become disastrous?

At one time, I worried about being too fat, not good enough and was terribly unsatisfied with the way my clothes fit. I decided to become dedicated to the cause. I worked out and felt terrific. I reached my goals and felt pretty good about myself.

However, I had this one pair of pants! They were my favorite pair. Black silky material, elastic waist, balloon pant legs which created an illusion, I was wearing a long evening gown, but they were functional. I would tell the kids they were my ‘Fancy Pants.’ I truly did love this pair of pants.

Therefore I continued to wear them. Who cared, if they were five sizes too big. No one else knew, just me. As I daydream back to the day I remember my honey bunny saying, “When are you going to get rid of those pants?! They are hanging off of you and if you aren’t careful they will fall down in front of your class!”

What did he know about fashion? I didn’t pay any attention to his nonsense. I arrived at work early and whistled as I walked into the front door. “Good Morning, Ms. Connie,” I cheerfully said as I scooted past her office, in my flowy pants.

The day went wonderful. All of my lessons were going as planned and life couldn’t be better. My planning time came and it was time for lunch. As I nonchalantly danced by the office I heard a deep, male voice call out my name, “Mrs. Drake?”

I jumped a bit and then I heard, “We need your help in the office.”

As much as I wanted to play sick and run back to my classroom, I didn’t. I never wanted to upset Ms. Connie, she is the best.

Turns out she had left due to a family emergency and I was the only ‘warm body’ who could fill in, at least until after my planning period. Which might I add, it was always a short planning time, until today! This day seemed like forty-five minutes was forty-five days.

Of course I quickly found myself sitting in ‘THE CHAIR’ the one where all the phone calls come in, the parents, grandparents, step parents, sick kids, medicated students, vomiting teachers, and last but not freaking least the INTERCOM SYSTEM! I may seem a bit dramatic, but the office manager, in my opinion, has the most difficult job of any in the school system.

The first parent arrived within five minutes of me sitting down. She said in a meek little voice and shaky hands, “Yes, my daughter is in 6th grade and she left her book bag at home. Soooo I wanted to bring it to her…”

I quickly interrupted in a flustered voice, “What? Who did you say? You are going to have to speak up and what class is she in?”

Oh for goodness sakes that one took me fifteen minutes. Including that ordeal, I had four teachers, one cafeteria assistant calling me and the outside calls, were rolling over to an email, faster than I could answer.

It was my last five minutes and a dad buzzes at the door. I let him in, he requested to pick up his son in 6th grade. Most organized human I had dealt with in the past forty minutes. He knew which class at the correct time and spoke up. Pleased with my survival skills through the past few events…I smile really big and I politely say, “Thank you for being so organized and I will call your son up at this time.” (I almost sounded like a robot).

I call the classroom, no he is not in there. Hmmm maybe this dad made a mistake. This continues on for a couple of times. I am now using the intercom and telephone when he yells out, “OH I am so sorry, I forgot he is in seventh grade, he is in math!”

He yelled so loud I fell back into the roller chair, that I had been attempting to spin back and forth in, to accomplish more, in a shorter amount of time. When I fell I zoomed backwards towards Ms. Connie’s desk and quickly spun around, placing my elbows on the desk and hands under my chin. “I am sorry, I didn’t quite catch that?”

He repeated it in a much calmer and embarrassed voice, “My son is in the seventh grade, I am so sorry…”

As he continued to apologize I had become a little smirky and to be blunt I was ticked off. I spun around to turn my back to this man, whom I was upset with. Placed both feet firmly on the ground…pushed my behind up using both hands and my body.

AND…as fast as I stood up, my pants came plummeting down. Yes, down to my knees! My bare behind was there for this man and whoever else wanted to see! I quickly plopped back down, as I gasped for air! Not only were they down, the bottom of my right pant leg was tightly wound around the wheel. I wasn’t going anywhere.

I remember I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and the man, he turned around and walked out in the hall. Probably to laugh so hard he had to pee his pants! Mr. Genton heard me laughing hysterically, as I grabbed my stomach and bent over to attempt and free my pants leg! Of course he helped the father find his son and all he could say between his tears of hysterical laughing, was, “Why do you wear pants that are clearly to big?”

I hope you are now laughing too! This is absolutely a true story. I guess now most of you know why, when someone suggests me working in an office, I laugh and politely decline.

You see, not only were my pants too big, but I was attempting to fill even greater shoes.

Are you doing the same thing in life? Are you continuing to wear the old YOU, who doesn’t fit anymore? It isn’t about the size, it’s about the fit. Isn’t it time you find your own shoes to fill? And if you are hanging on to those old clothes, ask yourself, “Do I want to return to this person or am I okay with brand new and a better fit?”

If the world is continually rotating that means there is never a stagnant moment. Meaning CHANGE is inevitable.

Sometimes we hold ourselves to ‘way back then’ so long, we forget to experience the now and forever more. When you fit in your own skin, life feels pretty TERRIFIC!

God Loves YOU NO MATTER WHAT!

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Cross-Country, Track and Life?

Do you have a desire? Any desire? Determination to accomplish a task, earn large amounts of money, or win a race?

I can remember assisting my daughter as she first began to run cross-country. We would attempt to walk the courses before the race, to ensure she knew what to expect. However, there were always places we couldn’t reach. Usually those were the spots with an unexpected log, slick spot, or mud hole, you could drown in if you weren’t careful.

Darion would always worry about those detours, I would explain how to slow down and be more cautious, when approaching an unknown portion of the trail.

Although she is an adult and those days are long gone. She continues to push forward and not worry so much about the unknown. But rather enjoy the journey, at her own pace.

When Ashby began to run hurdles I thought, with track the visibility would be easier, creating less stress because they knew what to expect. I was proven wrong, time and time again. Sometimes the clear, concise path was more intimidating because the runners, knew the hurdle was there.

Why was this an issue? Because sometimes knowing what to expect, you continually worry about the hurdles, instead of the finish line.

While coaching runners to cross over to become a hurdler, I learned that many chose the 100 meters race over the 300. For example: one meter hurdles, Ashby was confident because she knew it was for just a short stint. It was not the entire track and was quick and easy (for the most part). As well as, many other athletes, who were more confident in the 100 meter, over the 300 meter. I always questioned why? It appeared both would be challenging, but simple enough to train for.

As I observed runners at practice, I watched them anticipate the hurdles, strategically placed around the track, they would fret to the point of physching themselves out.

Three hundred meter hurdles were more intimidating. They took more planning, time, and provided a wider view of the course, to run.

What if you had a family vacation planned, but the map came alive and demonstrated every possible hurdle on your trip? Would you still take the holiday? Probably not, especially if you were expected be far from home.

The athletes would do this very same thing. They would look at the long course, plan all the what ifs in their mind, and sometimes they didn’t run the 300 meter, due to fear.

In life, you already know there will be hurdles, along your journey of fulfilling your desires. But many choose to not continue, especially if they already know how many times they could possibly fall down, skin their knees or have a group of hurdles to jump.

As I assist people from all over the world. I realize life can be compared to a cross-country race, 100 meter hurdles, as well as the 300 meter.

Return to the opening questions. Do you have a desire? What is it? Once you have identified it, look at the end result. What pushes you to obtain your goals?

Now tell yourself…If I were running a cross-country race, I know there are spots that will be rough, unexpected terrain. However, all I need to do is slow down and look a few steps ahead. Glance up to see the dark spots on the path, but then return to directly in front of me and keep on running.

What if your journey is more visible and you can actually see the path? Remember, there will continue to be hurdles. Some will be bunched up together, similar to the one-hundred meter. Yet, others will be spread apart and all come up at once. Regardless of how far apart they are, they will appear.

Your job is to jump! JUMP one at a time and keep on dreaming. Keep on pushing and know that once at the finish line, you may relax. But only until the next race begins. Get ready? Get set? Gooooooo…….

God Bless

My greatest desire is to provide you with hope, determination and ways for you to find your personal pathway to happiness.

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How would you participate in the Olympics, if you had the choice?

As the meeting began at promptly seven in the morning, we quickly scurried to our seats and the ‘Toastmaster’ began our weekly meeting. I can’t tell you how elated I am, each time I attend a meeting. I know our Earlybird Toastmaster group thinks I am lying, at times, when I boldly announce how happy I am to have this wonderful experience with such a wonderful group of people and for a good cause. (Yes, I become all mushy and sentimental sometimes, because I am so darn grateful for this experience). However, they always find a way to uplift, educate and inspire me to keep on keeping on.

This week was no different. I was so ecstatic to be there I had goosebumps. Then they announced the topic or subject of the week! Omg, each and every cell was bouncing up and down when he said, “Olympics.”

I don’t remember anything else, but that word! I don’t know if it is about specific athletes, awards, or #trends on #twitter. I simply heard OLYMPICS! I thought oh yes! This is my topic! I can remember when the torch was to be running through our small town of Bedford Kentucky over twenty-two years ago!

It was a cold, dreary day and Darion was at least two years old, which she is now 25. I had all the details. When the athlete would be passing our driveway, approximate time of arrival at the Courthouse and the time of the torch lighting. I talked about it for weeks and weeks before the actual day! LOL I remember friends of mine laughing at me for my obsession surrounding this event. It was finally here!

I wrapped Darion up and we quickly walked to the end of our mile long driveway. The rain poured, it felt like God was pouring buckets of water on top of us! It didn’t matter, we stood firm and cheered as the drenched and cold athlete ran by. Tears streamed down my face as Darion looked up and asked, “What’s wrong mommy? Why are you sad?”

I chuckled, swooped her up to rush and catch the lighting of the torch. The inspiring event continues to hold a special place in my heart. However, after reading this heartfelt series of events you would probably create an image of a sports crazed person. Watching sports event after event, having great celebrations around the sports world to be able to cheer on my team. Truth is I could care less. I can take it or leave it, but the Olympics inspires me, creates emotions of exhilaration, I can, achievement and unity.

While multitasking by reflecting and enjoying my emotions, I am quickly brought back to reality, when the acquainting session had begun and I was off in la la land. “I am sorry, can you restate the question?”

“If you could participate in the Olympics what would you want your role to be?”

(I am not even sure if that was the question, but that is what I heard).

I stated my name and what I ‘do’ then said, “If I could be anything I would be a coach! And now that I think about it, that’s what I love to do anyways.”

What? What kind of answer was that? My Stinking Thinking (Zig Ziglar) was creeping in! Michael one of my fellow toastmasters, reminded me to stop Stinkin Thinkin and I immediately brought myself back to the meeting! He is correct. I am fine, I continued to ‘coach’ myself through each portion and stayed focused on the speeches.

Then it happened. One of those AHA moments, hit me! Sam (another fellow Toastmaster) said, “Teena, When you said that about being a coach, I laughed and told Michael, if Teena Drake told me I could do it, I would believe it and do it.”

I laughed it off, yet allowed his kind and motivational words to sink in.

Sam hit the bullseye! I always knew I was labeled a cheerleader. However, after a certain age the title cheerleader, isn’t how I would describe myself. Because it is isolated to one team or age group. However, over the years some of my greatest emotional accomplishments were during my times of coaching. And yes, I mean original types of sports coaching- Tee ball, flag football, middleschool volleyball, cheerleading, track…as well as talent, beauty, pageants and academics!

In the sports world, I struggled with insecurities. I never felt ‘good’ enough to uphold the title Coach. I don’t know if it was my lack of ability in those skill sets or my lack of knowledge. But I rarely placed my ‘coaching’ experience on a resume or LinkedIn, until now.

However, my teams were always successful. I have a great deal to celebrate over the multitude of wins and improvements in my athletes. But I didn’t have faith in my own ability.

Although my style of coaching is much different than the past, the main purpose/goal, is invariably the same. I love it! As coach… you are their cheerleader, small tiny voice in their heads that says, “Yes, you can!” Mentor, guide and most of all motivator.

Along with so many people who assist, motivate, hold me accountable and uplift my gifts, I must express my deepest gratitude to all of them and to my fellow Toastmaster friends.

You see, you do not know when your words could change someone’s life forever! If you see something terrific in someone tell them. They may need a little boost to fullfill their own dreams and ambitions. We are all in this together.

I am grateful to know I am on the right path.

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Inspiring minds want to know!

How does success feel? If you don’t know how it feels, how do you know if you want it?

I hear you! Everyday people explain to me their opinions of success measurement. For example, when I am married, earn X amount of dollars or have ten thousand followers, then I will be successful. Or any other stipulation, we all place in the category of success. My question is how does the ‘when’ feel?

“If you do not know before you have it, how will you know when you have achieved it?” asked me.

Read it again! The last statement says you must feel, how you will feel, once you have achieved any goal, before you have achieved it. Think about it…peek back into your past and think of an accomplishment, that throughout the journey, you had days of hopelessness and fears, beyond belief. However, you persevered sometimes out of neccessity and other times out of desire to improve. Yet once you reached the goal, you were quickly on to the next one.

Now fast forward to YOU, today. Are you standing or sitting up a little taller now? Is your head held high, go ahead pause to pat yourself on the back, after all you deserve it! You have jumped hurdles and finished the race, in one format or another. Even if it was not your best race, you finished it and went on to achieve even more. Thats why it is time to feature your accomplishments. Take the time to applaud yourself, at this very moment for the goals you have already achieved.

I don’t care who you are, your age, income, race, background or location does not set us apart from the truth…we have all been faced with adversity, while striving to accomplish a goal or desired outcome. Then once the goal is accomplished, we are glad to move on to the next delicious adventure. Do we think it will be perfect? Not at all, but we know deep down in our souls, we will accomplish the next one and the next one. Because it is who we are.

During one of my happy coaching sessions my friend wept on the other end of the phone and pleaded for me to tell her she was not crazy. “Crazy?” I questioned.

Through her tears and sniffles, attempting to regain her composure, she replies with, “Yes, I feel crazy at times. Because I am happy in the midst of madness. My ex-husband continuously reminds me of who I once was and I always cringe and think, I don’t want to be that person anymore. I was unhappy, lonely, and bored. Please tell me I am not crazy!”

After discussing back and forth what she was fearing, I repeated back to her, what she said. What happened next was like opening the gates of acceptance, for her. She realized how amazing her life was and she didn’t feel crazy anymore, but rather happy with her ‘successful’ outcome. After such a difficult time in her life, her vision of success was feeling threatened. Therefore, she was facing her adversity. She felt guilty for feeling happy and for knowing what happiness felt like. If you are like me, you must know the outcome of a story. “Yes, she is extremely happy and is taking time to feel how great success feels!”

How does your vision feel? Your dreams? Goals? If you don’t know then take time to pause…and feel. What do they smell, taste, touch, sound, and look like? Not specific, just feel them…are they sweet or a bit more spicy? Do you crave it even more when the sweet smell wafts across your nostrils? Are there articles raving about you? Or sweet lovers notes on your pillow at night?

Share with us either something you are struggling with now or something you accomplished. We would love to celebrate with you.

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After all how do we all want to feel? Good, Happy, Better, or Inspired.

As I inhale slowly and exhale even slower…I send you feelings of love, hopefulness, clarity and sweet, sweet success. Until we meet again!

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(I always request permission to share a happy coaching session with the public. I choose not to use names, to demonstrate how most of us can relate to each other’s situations, in one way or another. You could relate, couldn’t you?)

Happy Coaching 101 continues, even when I don’t feel inspirational…thank goodness!

This next message I am sharing with you is for one of the sweetest young ladies I know. She is an inspiration to me on a daily basis!

As I was meditating, I continued to ask for much needed personal guidance. Because the past few days I felt a bit sad and stuck. My fears (false evidence appearing real, Jack Cannefiled) continued to show up. I was worried about money, my business, my goals and dreams.

The more I focused on my own issues, the more this sweet little message for Ashley, persisted! I finally gave up! “Okay, what does Ashley need to hear?” I asked in an irritable manner.

Once I wrote it down, tears filled my eyes. One by one streamed down my face, as I read word for word.

I told her I was sending it on, but I read it one more time. And Poof, out of no where, I received my own messages! They were amazing.

One of my messages: Sometimes, the road ahead appears to be difficult. Therfore, take one step at a time. Then if you slip a little off the path, you will have the strength to carry on with the other foot.

So even when you dont feel up for the challenges, life throws at you, it’s okay! Take time to be still, inhale/exhale and listen. You have the answers at your finger tips, you only need to allow yourself to receive them.

Ashley’s message, sent with love…

If you don’t feel stuck how will you celebrate or know what freedom feels like?
If you don’t feel a little hopeless, how will you know how it feels to be filled with hope?
I am with you and guiding you!

It is okay to feel down, it is all a part of the process. However, the best part is when in the valley (or the trough of a frequency) the next wave is up, up ,up so allow the frequency to move you.

Your next portion is going to move into your life so swiftly and peacefully, it will feel like a swift, warm, refreshing breeze zooming up to the crest or top of the wave! Ride high my dear friend and enjoy.

You have asked and now you shall receive!

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