On a role…

Roll or role? Which is it? I have no idea, but I love them both. I woke up this morning with the most clear and intuitive thoughts. It was similar to a fog clearing and lifting from the river as the sun, peeks over the Kentucky rolling hills.

I promised myself, before I went to sleep, today would be a new day. A day of new thoughts, ideas and intuition. I began with all my blessings. I counted them one by one and still counting, with every breath I take.

You see, I have been struggling with a little bit of self doubt and confusion. As my company, which is quickly evolving into our company (with new team members being added daily), evolves and is reinvented on a moment by moment basis, I struggle with the branding portion.

I have acquired some amazing gifts and messages, that I want to share with the world. In hopes to enrich the lives of all who experience this opportunity. Sounds like a Miss America Pageant answer to World Peace , I know! You don’t have to tell me.

Skip down to last three paragraphs, the message is at the end! It says you are AWESOME!

Ohhh, so you want to be another ‘guru’ of motivational speakers changing the world? Right? (You might ask).

Hmmmm, the truth is…well to be honest… (Pause, take a deep breath in and blow it all out)…My heart is beating so loud, I can’t hear the clicking of the key pad.

Yes! No and yes!

That sums it up. I hope you understand…

Okay, the truth is one day a friend of mine said, “What if, instead of expecting anything we wake up and be grateful for what we already have and lovingly accept the new, latest and greatest ‘best’ for us, that will arrive each day.”

This was a twist from any mind set I had ever expected. The law of attraction, with the law of allowing-receiving.

I know it seems too simple, but it’s better than the alternative of thinking or expecting all negative outcomes. This twist in my perspective truly assisted me in healing after a tragic accident. Led me to many adventures and most of all illuminated, who I am.

I have spent the year of 2017 developing, researching and experimenting with a wide variety of emotions and reactions, as well as, how to live the BEST possible life, I can live. I have identified my desires/dreams/goals, that will assist me in the ultimate outcome!

So why do you struggle with your company?

The answer is, I am still on the how! How do you be financially profitable, open a company that is based on a message, vision and a dream that is so big, it feels explosive, and yet difficult to attempt to, Brand it.

That’s where this promise, to myself, came in handy. I woke up clear! Created a plan, spent most of the day being super grateful, set a small schedule, to gather items for ‘The Big Day.’

Although, very little of my plans truly occurred today, I will say this day is another one for the blessed and memorable days. Not sure I can even describe it to create a clear understanding!

Does it really matter? No because my ‘role’ and my ‘roll’ just became greater than I had ever expected! I am in awe!

If you are struggling with self doubt, regroup. Pause, for one minute, then another. This too will pass. Begin to say out loud I Love and accept or approve of myself. As Louise Hayes explains it, “Say it 200 or 300 hundred times a day. Sing it.”

You are amazing! You are acceptable. You are ____________!!! Fill in your own blank.

Share your talents with the world, we need you and your knowledge.

Think loving thoughts, the best is yet to come!

God Bless!

Livelove

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Carryon

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Have you ever counted them one by one?

Blessings? Memories? Happy thoughts? Opportunities? Friends?

Any? Have you ever counted any of these one by one? I challenge you to try it, just once.

Break it down to one day at a time. For example: Today, I am counting my blessings. I began at 4 in the morning and haven’t even scratched the surface. Everytime I fell back to sleep, I would wake up and add ten or twenty more blessings. When my mind wanted to confuse me or take me off track I would simply say, “I am grateful for such a full brain.”

Tomorrow, I plan to just have a good memory list. Then continue on.

What advantages have I gathered thus far? Hmmmm, I never knew how blessed I truly am!!!!

Try it, you will love it!

I will report back here tomorrow and let you know about some of the new blessings that appeared throughout my day!

Enjoy, counting them one by one.

Livelove

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Carryon

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Change is inevitable; Self Doubt is a reminder

As we all know change occurs second by second, whether you control the change or simply allow it, now that ‘changes’ EVERYTHING! However, what about self-doubt? What part of self-doubt can assist us in dealing with or controlling the change in our lives?

Could it be that self-doubt is a reminder that you can control how the, inevitable changes, occur in your life.

If we know changes are going to happen, we know everything in our lives, is not going to stick to the plan, why not utilize those ‘not so good’ self doubting, moments to empower you?

How? Simple, recognize that self- doubt is that friend that forces you to think about the worse case scenario. No, I am not an advocate for ‘what ifs’ however, what if, this doubt serves a vital purpose in accomplishing great things or taking the simpler, more paved road and enjoying the ride.

Either or the opportunity to recognize this moment of wallowing in what has been or could be, can be (if you choose) a great asset to your ‘happiness’ tool box.

Next time you experience that moment of OMG! What am I doing? How will I find my path? I can’t do this, I am not good enough! Moments, choose a time to let it go.

For example: You are stepping out on a limb, the limb feels wobbly and you are contemplating what can, will or might happen. You would weigh all the outcomes/options and either set a limit of how far you can go or keep walking and see what happens. Either or you will have change. You will have an outcome. You also chose all of those outcomes!

Set a time frame to poop or get off the pot. If you want to control or learn to enjoy all changes, when self-doubt appears, allow it for a set time or space.

Next, be grateful for the opportunity to weigh all options and MOVE ON. Allow the short-lived negative emotion to propel you into the wonderful, terrific, fabulous life you have always wanted.

I am so excited for us! As I am allowing my life to be utilized as a messenger. A messenger for you and I to live for the best in and of you & me.

I know life has hit you upside the head several times! I know when just arriving in the valley, you struggle with seeing a way to begin climbing to the top, again.

This change has been since the day you were born. When you took that first breath you began adjusting with the changes in environment, how you ate and how you slept.

You have what it takes to live the life you have always wanted. It’s up to you, how long you allow the changes to hit you, like a ton of bricks. Or how you utilize self-doubt. Either or you will have change, you will experience down & out times and only you can decide how to allow self doubt to assist you or hender you.

Livelove

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Carryon

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Sundays are fundays?

I have chosen Sundays as my fundays. They have been for fifty two weeks, ever since the beginning of my new, enlightened, fantastic, super, journey began! This is probably going to be a little bit sappy, today, because Sundays are my grateful days.

Therefore, if I ramble a bit, I will let you know when to skip over to the ‘message’ for you to have, keep and do with what you choose.

Every Sunday, that I have stuck to my goal, I have learned so much! From how to have even more fun in living to new ways to feel the terrific and delicious emotions, of all aspects of this life.

(Rambling skip this paragraph if you would like)

If I were to describe my newest feelings, emotions and knowledge, it would be something like this: Imagine…standing at the top of a mountain, at the very tip top, looking down over a valley filled with lush greenery, laughter, movement and the clouds along with the sheets of blue to offer a back drop that creates a peaceful, yet exhilarating breeze, flowing directly towards you. To accept the gentle breeze, directly before it reaches your body, you open your arms and fully accept the cool breeze to overtake your entire body!

In life, we have such a unique opportunity! We can actually feel, our way to bliss, joy and peace.

(Back on task)

As I began to read #The Essential LOUIS HAY Collection, I questioned what I said to myself before, I rolled out of bed? And how many mixed signals I had already sent to my subconscious by noon. Of course I had said my affirmations. I had prayed. I had said a little pep talk to myself. Kissed Eric…Okay all is great! Right? Not exactly.

What? Teena! What is wrong? My mind races to my past, looks for a connection. Nope, been letting alot of that go, so I thought it might have been there, but noooo. It’s not what’s wrong. When I was a little girl, my Baw Baw would whisper, “Sometimes you get a hunch or a gut feeling? You know what I mean?”

Well I now allow those strange feelings or emotion of ‘something’ not being quite right and learn from them. Don’t dismay the fact that we were all born with an intuition which is the same as those weird feelings, my wonderful grandma always talked about. However, today my off feelings were because of me. Me and my chatter to myself.

You see, as I carefully read the words of Louise Hays,

Hmmmm…yes, I think I began my day off okay. I began with grateful, sent great love to all I know, I cooked breakfast…ohhh I think I got it!

So she means, what I say to me, about me, that matters?

You see as I jump off the high dive and plunge directly into the deep waters of entrepreneurship, I have found an entirely new set of deep- hidden insecurities!!! I have literally been doing exactly what my first book was entitled,”Stop Beating Up Your Best Friend! I was beating myself up, minute by minute.”

If you could physically see what I have been doing to me, shew it would be U G L Y! A broken leg would be nothing to the abuse I have been giving to myself. In one writing, Louise questions”What do you say to yourself about yourself?”

I began to collect, by journaling, all the ugly, mean, degrading things I said about myself. I couldn’t stand to go back any further than yesterday! It was too painful!!!!

If you knew me, well you would probably be shocked to hear this! However, it’s true and I am so grateful to have gained this knowledge. You will be relieved to know, I forgave myself. I am dedicating each moment to utilizing the Hawaiian: Ho oponopono prayer. (Please check my spelling on this).

As the day evolved, it was terrific! I continuously repeated I approve of myself, I love myself and I accept myself. Over and over! Said it, sang it, chanted it too. Still, not much change. It almost felt as though my mind was waiting for me to say it again, so it would have a quick response to shut my kind words down.

After a beautiful bike ride and time spent with my husband, I continued the process, in my head, “I approve of myself, I approve of me, myself and I.

By 6 o’clock in the morning, I had probably repeated this 100 times or more since, I took the challenge. I said it over and over, “I love you and I accept/approve of me (talking to myself).”

But I found that this is no different than forming a new habit! Not that it is hard labor, but to change what you say about you, to you and others…now this is tedious.

While fulfilling my Toastmasters role for the morning, I thought before I spoke, I attempted to stay calm and on task. Now almost chanting in my head were multiple ways to say, I APPROVE OF ME, I approve of what I said, whispering, singing, I felt like Dory, instead it was just keep approving, just keep approving.

Has it helped? I think that question needs to be on hold, until a little more research has been completed. However, I do know one thing, I am much more aware of what I was doing to myself than ever before.

I feel super grateful for this amazing journey. Everytime, I write I become more and more invested into Livelove’s mission and/or vison.

Don’t forget we will be presenting a few of our ‘how to’ BE Happy techniques, as well as, share with you, some new and exciting news about the company. Dec. 8th, 7 o’clock, Madison Indiana.

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Livelove

&

Carryon

The real mammogram, part two…

Somebody, asked, “Which part of the last story was fiction?”

I giggled a little until I was almost rudely laughing in my friends face! (Good thing she knows me). Anyways, as I attempted to get it straightened out, I replied with, “You know me! I will never admit how silly I am, especially about going to the doctor.”

She looked at me with a half glare and a half stare. However, she figured out I was only admitting SOME of it was true! 😂😂😂

This next story I may have written about, before, but I do hope to help any other big chickens, like me, get their mammogram!

After my crazy escapades throughout the day, I did actually miss my first mammogram! When I arrived, I apologized over and over again. (Thinking, she would be rude and snippy because I messed up the schedule).

The sweet lady, probably around thirty, said, “Calm down! We have mix up in schedules all the time.”

“Now give me a minute, I will look at the schedule and see what we can do.”

I thought, “Wow! She is simply precious!”

As I waited, shifting my foot from one side to the other, looking around and day dreaming of another day I could take off work, to of course, finally get this over with! I think maybe December or… January would be better after the holidays!

My thoughts were rapidly interrupted when, Margaret (whom I thought was a sweetheart) said, “Just have a seat, we have an opening in like fifteen minutes!”

WHAT? Now wait a cotton pickin minute! I wanted to shake my head noooo in a random motion and take off sprinting for the door! I think I can make it if I take proper position, get set, ready, GO! Okay no, I didn’t sprint out, instead I took a seat.

When she called my name, I can remember thinking, you got this, no worries.

The nurse took my vitals and she said, “Calm down Mrs. Drake. You are making your blood pressure be elevated.”

“Okay…I am really trying.”

Then I stepped on the scale and thought I would make a joke, I snickered and said, “I think I need to have somebody break my elbow, so I can’t get the fork to my mouth.” (Laughing and laughing at my own joke).

“Naa, it wouldn’t work they would hook straws together and feed you milk shakes!”

Oh boy, she is good! She never missed a beat, said it and kept on walking. Before she left me in the ‘other’ waiting room, she did giggle and remark with, “That was funny though, keep the utensils from your mouth!” Shakes her head and walks away.

In the beginning it was one large breasted lady sitting with me. She was kind of a mixture between Rosanne and/or the blonde medium, on tv. (But not as dolled up as the medium).

She began, “Hello, it’s your day eh? Mine too! They sometimes get you in and out, but other times you must wait.”

I smiled and didn’t say anything, I couldn’t have anyways!

She continued,”Don’t you hate these things? My husband told me he would take me out for dinner after this because he knows how bad I hate them. Don’t you hate them?” (She sucks in a huge breath of air to ensure she would have enough to finish her rambling).

“I mean and really they could get a better technician, she always has cold hands and a crappy personality. She is not personable. Why do they hire old bitter-bitties to do such a delicate job? I mean it hurts when she smashes these into that machine! Then she says get closer, stand up straight, suck it in, let it out, don’t move. All the while she is pulling and turning my boobs.”

Shew, she took a breath, but only to end with, “Don’t you agree?”

Don’t tell her Teena, just nod your head and let it go! It’s all I could think. However, I am really honest and of course I said, “I don’t know, I have never had one.” (With a quiver in my voice).

“What!!! Oh let me see, let me see.”

She turns me towards her, as if she was going to give me an exam. Looks at my breast and says, “You should be fine, I have alot of boob, so it hurts me more.”

As she was reliving all of her past mammograms and how horrific they were, a small framed, yet tall, lanky woman had slipped in the waiting room and strategically sat down, closest to the door. She quietly, almost as if she were talking to herself, chimed in, “I hate these things, my boobs are so fragile, it hurts and her hands are so cold,” (As if she frequented the mammograms so much, she knew the technician, like they had coffee together every week).

This clucking chatter continued to grow by leaps and bounds. As the loud, boisterous lady continued to attempt to ease my mind, new ladies appeared one by one. All had a new horror story. Some where about others and yet some were almost coming to life, as they relived each detail, of the dreaded, torturing mammogram!

If you have never had one, READ ON! It gets better, I promise!

As each name was called to enter behind ‘The Door’ I decided to change the scene, for me!

I mean (not trying to offend anyone), but I love my breasts. And I will do anything to keep them, even if it is essential, to endure a little pain.

As I slowly approached the gigantic door, I remember, physically lifting the girls up a bit, as to reassure them, “We got this!”

The small, late fifties, technician repeated my name, our eyes met and she began, in a robotical way, to explain what was about to happen and her expectations of me. I listened intently, looking for a joke to slide in and break the ice. There, right there Teena… “Now, Mrs. Drake there might be some discomfort, please just bare with me…”

I abruptly interrupted, “Mmmm I might like it…” (Pause, hold up, rewind, I quickly stopped my silly joke).

“Did you say pain?” (stammering around as if to explain I wasn’t meaning the pain, I would like, ummmmm, I was just trying to joke…)

Okay, it’s time for me to panic. I tried to explain my silly words and attempted to nicely tell her, what all I had been told about her. Of course it came out all wrong and I was for sure, I offended her. Until she had my right girl in her cold, bony hand then added the other one…awkwardly I jumped and shivered, a bit, as she gently placed it where it needed to be. As she began to release and LOWER the smasher hammer (I do not know what it is called), a quick pause, briefly happened and as the fear appeared on my face, we both BURST INTO LAUGHTER!!!!

“I mean do you ever think about telling people what you really think?” I asked as my laughter continued through each word.

“All the time! I mean it’s not like I am going to punch you and I try to be careful, but I only have so much, I can do.”

I chimed in as to assist her in her case, “Exactly, it could be worse.”

Not only did we become friends, I survived my first mammogram without a bruise and both girls intact!

Just remember everything is all based on perspective. How you perceive the world around you is, how you perceive yourself. Follow your path with a joyful heart!

God Loves You, No Matter What!

Livelove

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Carryon

The message is clear, life is too short to live in fear. Enjoy the now.

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(Hope to see you December 8th!)

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

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Carryon

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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

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