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Do you have a bucket list or a list of goals?

What? What’s the difference? I questioned as I listened to the sweet lady on the radio, as the DJ asked her, “What is on your bucket list?”

She began to tell of everything on her ‘list’. Go see beautiful sights, meet certain people, ect. Then the guy asked,”Were any of these on your goal list before you were diagnosed?”

Wait a minute…What? What is the difference? Is there a difference?

I anxiously waited for her response…she replied with…

UGH! A commercial break. Tell me! Were these two list the same? Was there any other list?

When they returned to the interview nothing was said about the goal question. No, not one darn thing. They skipped over it like it wasn’t even asked.

Yes, you already know it is time for a Mrs. Drake investigation!

I must know does everyone have a bucket and a goal list? Are they the same? And if not why are they different?

I began to ask these questions to family members. Their responses were all over the place. However, we all agreed on one thing the difference is a bucket list is something you think of when your possible exit date is known and a goal list is for the living.

Hmmmm I am not sure I agree with this concept.

Let me ask you this…doesn’t it make more sense to combine the two lists and begin living to ‘accomplish’ those experiences you so desire.

What if ‘get a job’ on your goal list was changed to…

Bucket list- I will find a company that appreciates my talents and what I like to do. We cocreate together to improve their business and to improve my revenue.

Goal list- Be Married by 25.

Bucket List- Fall in Love, laugh alot, enjoy them each day like it is Our last together.

Goal List- Take a trip to Italy..

Bucket List- My love and I travel to Italy and stay in quaint little Air B&Bs each night.

What are your thoughts on Goal List vs. Bucket List?

Let me know because these two words seem to be similar. However, the general perspective might be a little messed up.

I don’t know about you but I think I want to LIVE each day focusing on my bucket list, rather than making goals that I may never reach.

But if I think it could be my last day, month, or year…how much more will I accomplish versus the list of ‘goals’ that I think I SHOULD DO.

This thought is still in the works! Therefore, I will take any advice on the topic, if you would like to share!

Also I am looking for a title of my newest book…For Network Marketers and Companies to grow by leaps and bounds. My original title was…Why do I HATE/LOVE you…NETWORK MARKETERS?

I would love to know what type of title would intrigue you to purchase and read this book?

(Side note…be on the look out for this book because the first two weeks it will be at a big discount. And Karatbars Affiliates we have some surprises for you!)

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As always..

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Carry On!

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Proud to Be An American!

As Debbie and I recorded I recognized an issue, which popped up, that I hadn’t thought about since July 4th. it was about some live interviews, asking people,”If they were proud to be an American?”

When they responded with a big NO, Eric and I were like angry Apes screaming at the radio!

Therefore, here are my thoughts on the topic!

If you ate a meal, any meal yesterday…You can be proud to be an American!

If you have a day off, any day off and you are over 18… (Meaning not a child laborer) American proud.

If you are purchasing back to school items and not begging on the streets, to all the tourist for enough money, to GET to attend school for one day…Proud to be an American!

If you are a woman and you have rights AND you get to live today because no one is going to beat or terrorize you for the clothes you wear or any other silly reason…WOMEN SAY IT LOUD & SAY IT PROUD…”I AM PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN!”

If you are a Christian, Jew, Catholic, Atheist, Jehova Witness, Protestant, Muslim or any other Religion…I hope, with all my heart you are a PROUD AMERICAN!

If you own your own business…yep Stand Strong and be proud to be AN AMERICAN!

I could write on and on, but I think I will allow you to take it from here.

Why are you PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN?

Idc what your political views are this isn’t about POLITICIANS this is about YOU and ME!

PLEASE don’t let someone/anyone take your pride. Because just like this time and all other times that will be…THIS TOO SHALL PASS! The politicians will change, leadership will transition, but you and I…we will still continue on.

Let’s choose ‘together’ to let her glory shine, be the American you want to be and see our beautiful country as…

The land of the FREE & BRAVE!

I am PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN!

Thank you to all the active military and veterans! You always make me proud and I am super grateful for you! (Including my 2 nephews, Jade, Uncle Rod, Poppy & many more 😊)

As always, thank you for reading. And if you so choose, let us know, Why you are proud to be an America or even in AMERICA.

Sending you great love!

Livelove

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Carry On

Written by Teena Drake

What does ‘feeling resistance’ mean?

Feeling resistance is when a situation, someone, or something makes you not FEEL very good. Maybe it is a toxic environment at work or home. Sometimes it is a silly comment or question and it rubs us the wrong way. Regardless of ‘what’ the resistance is, if you take time to allow it to serve you, then life will be much more fun. 

For example: I received a phone call about a situation back home in Kentucky. Actually a couple of situations have created resistance for me to explore. But this particular situation truly irritated my spirit! I spent an entire day coaching and continued to help others find their path. However, the call would not get out of my head! I would replay the scenario, comments made, and the situation like a day full of reruns on MeTV. 

Then I woke up this morning…feeling resistance, basically I was angry. Why did she ask me what she did? Why did I bring her family situation into myself? I am traveling, living the life I always wanted, in California and I have spent the past twenty-four hours feeling GRRRRRRRRR. Towards someone who I haven’t seen or heard of in years! 

Have you ever felt like this? Felt the resistance you didn’t ask for? I think we all have. My question is, WHY? Why does this happen and better yet how?

After my meditation I received the most beautiful message which answered my question…what does feeling resistance mean and why does it happen?

When resistance appears…pause and breathe deeply. Ask yourself, “How can this emotion assist me in recognizing the lesson?”

How can you be happy, joyful, appreciative, grateful, if someone is always rubbing you the wrong way or standing in front of you, throwing all the negative they have? Or bringing you into a situation that you didn’t ask for? 

Message: How can you feel blissful if you don’t feel resistance. How will you learn a lesson without resistance? If you constantly complain about something and then it is gone and you mourn, does that make sense? Resistance is a part of life. Not to dwell upon, but rather to learn from and either find a solution or to learn a lesson that does not need to be repeated. 

Reflect back to a time that this situation wouldn’t have affected you. Then ask yourself, “Why do I feel angry, sad, unhappy or resistant to this circumstance?”

Next, decide do you want to hang on to this emotion or have you learned the necessary lesson to let it go? 

For example: My expectations for the lady who contacted me where crazy. My anger stemmed from what we call ‘Mother Bear’ syndrome. Even though it had little to do with me or my family, my subconscious began to work overtime. Why did she say this or that? GRRRRR I felt like growling all day. Then I STOPPED! I meditated and requested clarity. (I also always include the Hawaiian Prayer to help me). 

After the message came to me…I realized this person was struggling with her own personal resistance. She trusted me to listen and understand. She needed a friendly voice to say, “It is going to be okay!” Although I did all of that, my question continued to be, “Why do I feel so irritated with this situation?”

My conclusion was I needed a little resistance to appreciate the here and now. To appreciate how things are always working out for me. To be reminded of how successful I already am and that one person’s opinion is just like a butthole, we all have one. 

However, she wasn’t even giving me her opinion, being hateful, or critical. I was the one who created the resistance. I was the one who allowed my brain to work overtime. 

Resistance does serve you. Sometimes it is a simple reminder that you are okay and other times it is for a lesson to be learned. Once that lesson is learned it is your job to move on and let it go. Remember, NO ONE can change the past, we can learn from it, but not change it.

If you are confronted with a feeling of resistance, take time to pause and provide it with enough attention, to ensure it doesn’t return for a little while. Allow your emotions to be indicators to determine what needs to be changed. 

Livelove LLC is in full swing. We are so excited about the Happy Coaching 101 and we have some ‘NEW’ adventures on their way. 

Facebook, email, instagram, tweet, snap, or message on here to find out how we can assist you in those moments of resistance. 

Life situations that you might need a coach for: Weight loss, depression, anger, irritation, mind-set, earning more money, successfully living to its fullest, parenting, divorce, school, and the list continues on. No need to struggle, we are here to help! 

Live Love

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GPS, take me to _____?

Do you know what GPS stands for? I didn’t until I began to research for this post. However, I do know what this fabulous tool does! I can tell you how to navigate it, its many choices of routes and its main objective. But I could not share with you the actual meaning behind the acronym, until now.

For a directionally challenged person, a GPS is a lifesaver. Take me to the nearest grocery store, shopping, or restaurants. Maybe you know the specific address. Type it in and several possible routes will appear. Allowing you to have an entire plethora of choices.

Would you prefer the more scenic route? It may be 6 minutes longer, but it has more twists and turns. Or are you a straight to the point person? Then the freeway route is predicted to be a shorter time and more direct route.

One of the best parts of the GPS is its sense of determination. Although it provides you with a wide variety of routes to choose from, based on your needs. It has a determination to reach the destination regardless of any detours thrown in its path.

Have you ever used your GPS while trying to maneuver out of a subdivision? Then once you knew your way home you attempted to turn it off? It is crazy! The statement, “rerouting,” appears continuously.

What if we practiced this type of determination in our lives? We set the goal and every time a detour appears, we do not falter. Instead, we keep on ‘rerouting’ until our destination is complete. Then on to the next great adventure!

Don’t let the detours stop your journey. Find the delicious sweetness within the pit-stop and allow the detours to be a blessing. Cherish the opportunity to choose your preferred route and keep on moving towards the destination.

(Global Positioning Service is the meaning behind GPS)

May you be blessed on your journey, each and every day!

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Carryon

 

 

People are people, everywhere you go

As I snuggle in from a fabulous journey across the United States, I reflect back over the many faces I have seen. The beautiful array of colors, in people. The magnificent rainbow of languages for communication. My favorite is the plume of backgrounds intertwined with culture, beliefs and heritage.

As our differences are continuously illuminated, our similarities need to be highlighted and celebrated!

From the homeless to the wealthiest, continent to continent, it doesn’t matter we are all aiming for the same goal. I know this sounds a bit odd, but keep reading, I promise, this becomes more and more intriguing.

My mom said, “I remember telling my mother, while traveling for work, people are just people, everywhere you go.”

As I began to become more observant throughout my adventure in LA, I pondered about her statement to Baw Baw (my grandma), “Why do people do what they do? How are we all so different, but similar, all in one?”

While waiting at the airport, I had to know, Why people do what they do. Therefore, I began to ask, “Why are you traveling today? Why do you do your job? What are you in pursuit of?

I only scared a few people away. However, most replied with similar answers. It wasn’t segregated into color of skin, religious beliefs or cultural backgrounds. It was for one soul purpose, to create a better life. In one way or another.

If they replied with, “I am traveling for a vacation.”

It was to improve their lives. Enrich their souls and regroup.

Several were returning home to bury a loved one or say farwell. Although sad, it continues to be the reason they are traveling is to improve their lives. Through accepting and having the closure.

Others said for work. When I asked the traveling saleswoman if she was only paid in travel, room and board would she continue this career path. She immediately responded with, “NO. What would be the point?”

What would be the point? There wouldnt be, for the woman who is busting her butt to create a better life for her kids.

Yet, this type of set up would work well and be an improvement for someone in a different circumstance.

But wait a minute…if people are so different why are we all in pursuit of the same results? Because people are ‘people’ all across the world and although our differences allow for interesting individuality, we are all striving for…

A better feeling. A best or ideal situation for me and my family.

Here is the most freeing portion of this story…it is okay! You are okay! We all want ‘better’ out of life.

You begin at your point of reference and I will begin at mine. And we will cross paths along the way. After all, we are all on this terrific journey…together.

May you be blessed today.

Know that no matter where you are at this point in your life, YOU ARE LOVED!

Livelove

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Carryon

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Some days are diamonds…

Okay everyone you all should know (because you are a bad blogger, social media guru, author, wife, oh I almost forgot even better a BAD human if you don’t keep up with a million posts, birthdays, anniversaries, moms, dads, aunts…Oh you get the point!)

Anywhoooooo, you may know it is me and my husbands twenty fifth anniversary, today! Yes, November 13 we were married on Friday the 13th!! Because it is my lucky day, if that freaks you out, you might want to stop reading this particular post. Why? You ask? You see my dear friend this won’t be a tribute to how wonderful the past 25 years have been and how he is my hero! But rather a few funny things that enter my mind when you are celebrating your twenty fifth anniversary! with another human. That human who began with you on a journey full of lust, more lust, more sex, and YES EVEN MORE SEX! So keep reading, if you so dare because I am on a roll this morning in paradise and you never know what is going to come out of these fingers 😉!

My first thought of the morning is, on this marvelous anniversary is, get up early so I can clean up and smell good and feel all rarrrrr sexy!!! Mmmmm I am feeling frisky!!! HOLD UP!!! Were you actually about to believe that horse sh_t (Look, I know people cuss and actually in an ‘adult environment I am kind of bad with a couple of my favorites! However, some of the people who I respect in this world are so good to me, that I never want to offend them. Even if they never understand what the hell I am talking about, because I am the weirdest family member they have! You understand, right?).

Where was I? Oh I get up early because doodie calls! Literally, it’s time to pee at 6 am!!! “Come on, it’s my 25th a__ hole, you couldn’t let me sleep a little bit longer?”

Okay, get up, slip on Hawaiian dress, screech open the stuck door that when it opens the entire neighborhood knows, Teena is up her bladder named butthead and butt named donkey are at it again.

I take care of my business…and I pause and think, “Maybe, I should take an early morning shower, he might feel like twenty five years ago. (I drift off back to when hard ons were like the jungle. You saw them as never ending).

Then I thought he probably will wake up feeling frisky, but what about me? (I switch back from my day dream, look in the mirror) I say, “Ehhh it’s early and I probably have to go again, so I have got time to decide for now I will take a nap!”

I mean I was correct on my decision, I did have to get up again in like 30 minutes. Hence, that’s why I am writing this post. I mean I honestly do feel all gooey and ooey about my honey bunny and I am truly more in love with him now, than I was twenty five years ago. Fortunately, we have made it!!!

But come on yall veterans, at this 25 years and beyond! All that hoopla was horse sh_t! Yes, you still love that man if you made it through twenty five years. Yes, you have been through some hard times that won’t seem to leave you alone. YES HOPEFULLY, you have had some good sex, that’s like a cool breeze that will taunt you forever! (If you can’t hear the tune in my head that keeps playing, it is John Denver ‘ Some Days are Diamonds and Some Days are Stone!)

But I must say I am here at twenty five years of celebrating and to be honest I can’t believe some of you woman who have lied and said, ” Ohhh it gets better just hang on one more day it gets better!”

When they for d_mn sure knew it is, what it is!

It is an accomplishment!!!!!!

I will give you that! But everyone’s like what are you going to do on the ‘day’? Don’t you guys want to ‘do’ something together? Like a romantic dinner or sex on the beach or sit and sweetly tell one another how amazing he or she has been for the past 25 years.

Listen up!! If you haven’t told him or her how amazing they are a great deal of the time over the past 25 years — YOU AREN’T CELEBRATING YOUR 25TH ANNIVERSARY! Nope not happening.

Okay, so the funniest questions we have had and I say ‘we’ because I have heard Eric get asked the same questions, are, “Omg, how did you do that? That is so awesome! What is your secret?”

Let’s get one thing straight there are no dag on secrets to marriage of 25 years staying together. Even if there were they would all be individual secrets, this isn’t a one size fits most deal! And noooo, we aren’t from the generation where, “If it’s broke, we don’t junk it we fix it!”

Actually, Eric and I are from the generation of, if it fits for awhile wear it, but things do wear out so throw them away and get new, generation. So nope that’s not the reason we ‘made’ it 25 years.

Ohhh I love this one, ” Mom and dad you guys are amazing. Except, it’s difficult for us kids to live up to that because we want it ‘just like you two!”

Shut the F_ck bleep, bleep, bleep up!!!!

We worked our butts off to ensure you guys had what you needed and wanted to live a happy fulfilling life. Some days it was good we were so broke because it financially made sense to stay together.

Yes, we love all four of you and yes we have enjoyed each of you as well as each other. But kiddos, being best friends is easy because we typically choose people who love what we love to do as are best friends, but as a mommy/ daddy and husband/wife, well that’s more of a role not a choice. Therefore, our only advice to you is live each day one step at a time, if in doubt don’t go out (it says on the beaches in hawaii), but in life I disagree.

Sometime you have to go out when in doubt, nooo not into the ocean, that’s stupidity, but in life. Ensure your doubt is not fear, follow your gut if it feels right then follow that. If a little doubt creeps in or the what ifs creep up, pause to ensure its not an emotion from the past seeping into the present.

Okay back to 25 years that became to deep, but hey we owe our past 25 years to them. Not because we stuck together ‘for the kids’ but rather we stuck together because we remembered how much fun and sex we had BK! (Hahahhaha, Before Kids).

I don’t know where I was going with that!

As most of you know I wrote a ‘Sex Ed’ book and have been working on a relationships book, but I just can’t wrap it up. You see I find things so comical now, that writing any guruish deep, serious, tear jerking, sappy message doesn’t work for me anymore. I don’t feel shameful, I don’t feel judgemental yet I don’t feel judged any longer.

How did we make it 25 years? Hmmm having alot of fun. Can it be that simple? Yes, it is. We have always tried to have fun together. We don’t have the same opinions, thoughts, or even all the exact same interest. But we always have fun.

I interrupt that last thought, to announce…Eric just peeked around the corner and said, “What are you doing up so early? You have been out of bed for like two hours?”

I crouched down as I begin to giggle, I say, “I just wanted to get a little post in on our 25th.”

He laughs, starts the coffee and moves about, to get dressed. We have a funny conversation about poop. We remembered one of the grandkids told Mamaw, the elderly think about sex, poop, eating and napping. I am beginning to see the similarities.

It looks like our day of deciding what we are going to eat, where we are going to burn in the sun, or meet up with a good friend named Larry or his brother Gary. So for now, here is to twenty five years of marriage to the same man.

The same man who Let me choose some creepy day to everyone else Friday the 13th. The same man who never followed a rule book it was right for one and right for all. He is a long list of things and they are all pretty wonderful. He is a good man and I plan on keeping him around for as long as he wants to stick around. I can promise him my heart always and forever. Not because the past 25 years have been perfect however, because I have had alot of laughs. You make me laugh on a cold rainy night or when the sun is shining bright! Keep the funny coming babe! I love you, Eric Drake.

PS. As I wrap up, trying to edit this post, Eric pours me a cup of coffee, stares at me (as I try to reread), and then he begins to talk…I acted like I was listening then I heard the word work and I could feel myself feeling guilty. I began to listen and he wanted to do something for his project and he knew it was our anniversary and felt guilty. I literally paused took a deep breath in and said, “I love you and happy anniversary. You should definetly check into work.”

We have never been off work this long, ever. On just vacation. So there ya go fans of the 25 year anniversary club, you don’t need a celebration with a big hoopla on the big 2 -5, if you are having fun almost everyday the BIG ‘ONE ANNIVERSARY’ is whatever you want it to be! Because daily happiness and doing what you love, being where you want to be and with your best friend to share in this journey, well its true…it’s paradise!

God Bless

Livelove

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Carryon

Deez Butts Bar-B-Que

Along the side of interstate 65 South, there is a marvelous sign advertising one of the world’s most awesome flea markets! Not sure what exit, but I know it is in Shepherdsville Kentucky. As we traveled to Bowling Green for a family reunion, last Saturday a new sign caught my eye. Dee’s Butt BBQ. It was adorable.

Of course, I must provide you with a scene: I am driving down the interstate, on a time line, mom is in the passenger’s seat. We are chit chatting back and forth. She is making fun of me for being Ms. Social Butterfly in Dollar Store and appears to be fretting over the time frame because we are supposed to be at the reunion by 1 o’clock, their time. She hasn’t told me she is worried, but I know. However, I had planned accordingly and was confident we would arrive promptly at 1.

Then it happened once again! I saw the sign of the cute pig, with her back to us and it was advertising some of the best BBQ in the area. The first sign I ignored. Then the second sign appeared and I believe there was a third, but secretly I might have made that up! My body was screaming BBQ, my mind was saying, “Do it. Turn off. You have time. Enjoy the journey if BBQ is what you want, stop and pick it up.”

I decided to make myself almost nauseated so I had an excuse! Finally, the exit was coming up…what do I do? My palms are sweaty, my stomach is burning for fear of what mommy is going to do or say. I knew I was about to upset her. I Weave in and out of traffic, Oh know a trucker has pulled between me and the exit! Oh forget it, I will eat at the reunion. I dropped my head and just kept listening. It’s okay I know we need to arrive on time. Truthfully, I didn’t need any BBQ anyways. (Keep reading I will tell you about my infatuation with BBQ and why I think I have it!) I was sad, but it’s okay maybe next time!

PSYCHE! Are you kidding me? If you have read anything I have written lately, you will know I miss nothing that is fun and adventurous! Yes, a truck did pull between me and the glorious BBQ! However, I checked behind me, braked, zipped over and shew I made it!!! Now, where is that BBQ?

In her mind, my mother was freaking out, but I reassured her, we would arrive at the family reunion no later than 1 o’clock!

We drove down the road a bit, searching for Dee’s. I must admit I was becoming concerned! What if I don’t find it, I should have stuck to the course. Then the arrow appeared this way to BBQ! Oh no!!!!! It is at the Flea Market! We drove in the gigantic parking lot, booths everywhere, people shopping, signs of corn dogs, fresh veggies and lemon shake-ups, but no BBQ. Finally, someone pointed to the building and told me it was inside. Left mom in the car and I was on the hunt. Funniest thing ever! When I walked in and requested more specific directions, it was on the opposite end of the building. When I finally reached destination Dee’s Butts, a line of twenty people or more were standing there just as excited as me. I will admit I almost turned around, but my heart kept saying no you deserve this, you have come too far, a little wait will not hurt you.

The line moved pretty quickly and I was up to order. I picked it up and went as fast as I could to the car. We stopped at a gas station and gobbled it up. As for the BBQ, it was good. I would definitely recommend Deez Butts Bar-B-Que,  in Shepherdsville Kentucky.

You see, it wasn’t all about the BBQ. It was more about the feeling attached to wandering off the course. Yes, I will admit these BBQ cravings have become hilarious since I broke my leg. I don’t know if my body is craving the protein, for healing or if it is something else. However, I now love BBQ and I love to stop, chase down a stand and enjoy the feeling of hmmm…let’s call it Big Butts BBQ. I love the adventure, I love to taste it and savor it.

We arrived at ten till one and everyone was happy to see us. It turned out to be a magnificent day visiting with family, eating more food and being together. (The BBQ was a precursor to how amazing our trip was going to be!)

If it is BBQ or canoeing it doesn’t really matter what brings you joy, but if you want more joy then do more of whatever it is. There are many paths to take in life, the greatest part is you get to choose when to change paths or want to continue on. Live to be happy!!! You deserve it.

Livelove