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We don’t like you!!One Flamingo said to the other…

To Be Continued…

(We left off at this part of our story)

With their feathers ruffled as if they were taking flight, the boys took off running towards Franky’s back yard.

Freddy decided not to go because he was so mad at how rude his friends were. 😠😳

When the boys entered the gate their eyes almost popped out of their heads! Toys, a sand box, outside games, a swing set and at least ten other Flamingos. All GIRLS! And All different colors!💖💚💙💜💛

At first Ralph, Freddy’s best friend felt sad that Freddy didn’t come and began to turn around to beg him to join them.

Until, he spotted Franky slipping out the gate to go ask Freddy. Before she disappeared she paused, turned around and winked at Ralph. He smiled real big and went off to play in the sand box with Mabel the purple Flamingo.😉

To be continued…

Franky lightly pecked on the gate to Freddy’s back yard, as she began to tumble and fall into the gate. It flew open making a loud BANG, as it swung with great force. Due to Franky completeing a somersault, with head first and feet quickly following. She landed with a ‘SPLAT’ flat on her back, starring up at the gigantic cumulus clouds floating by.

When Freddy rushed over to check on his new friend, he noticed she had two long, pink & lime green, tubes tightly gripped in her beak. She may have taken a tumble, but she refused to ruin her new friends gift!

Freddy gently removed the funny shaped tubes from Franky’s beak and the two began to laugh, HYSTERICALLY! Before long they were both laughing so hard they were rolling on the ground, with tears in their eyes. They were holding their cheeks & tummies trying to ease their discomfort from the over abundance of laughter.

Between gasping for air and left over chuckles, Freddy asked Franky, “What were you trying to do? And what are these things?”

Recovering from her somersault and long outburst of laughter she replied with, “Bubbles! Those are bubble containers in our own colors! I was bringing them to blow bubbles with you and ask you to come to my house and play.”

The two of them rolled around a few minutes more, enjoying the moment of laughter and regaining their composure. Until both flamingos were silent, laying in the sunlite, not moving a muscle.

Freddy broke their silence by clearing  his throat, as if he were about to make a declaration, he paused for a moment, then rolled towards Franky and said, “I don’t want to come to your yard to play. Not because I don’t like you, but because I am so mad 😦 at my friends. And, and…(his feathers began to become ruffled again, as he raises them up and pushes one in Franky’s face as if he is pointing at her)…and if you knew how awful they talked about you, without even knowing you…GRRRR, it makes me mad even thinking about it again! I mean they were terrible! And then they ran over there without a care in the world! (He takes a deep breath in and his voice begins to crack) It was awful! They didn’t like you because of your color and your gender! I am sorry to tell you this, but my friends are FAKE FRIENDS! And I am super disappointed in all of them! Well at least most of them! So if you want to stay here and blow bubbles, I am fine with that! BUT I am too upset to go over there!”

Franky starred at Freddy, batting her long, beautiful eyelashes, as she listened intently to her new friends feelings! However, when he had completed his negative rant, Franky shrugged her shoulders, gave him his bubbles and simply replied with, “Hmmm I am sorry this incident bothered you so bad. I was only sad because my mommy didn’t let me invite you, myself. If you don’t want to come over that is fine, you can keep the bubbles, I hope to see you next time!”

And off she went, disappearing behind the gate once again.

Freddy stood there in a state of confusion. He thought to himself…Did she not hear anything I said? Why did she just go back to playing with those Flamingos, who didn’t like her just because she was green and female!

He wandered over to the peep hole in the fence. With his one eye ball, he scanned the entire back yard with in seconds! It did look like a great deal of fun! Fillip was racing a lavendar, girl, flamingo through the obstacle course. Franky was riding big wheels with Frank. Ralph and Mabel were eating a yummy ice cream over at the hot, pink, picnic table.

Freddy continued to think about how awful his friends were. He questioned how Franky could make friends with people who had said so many ugly things, without even knowing her.

Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer! He marched over to Franky’s back yard. As soon as everyone saw him they ran over to greet him! “Hey so glad you came! Hello Freddy, it is nice to meet you! Freddy, I am glad you decided to join us!”

But Freddy had already made his mind up! He couldn’t let it go! He had come for a purpose and he KNEW he was doing the ‘right’ thing! He swooshed his feathers back and forth to shush everyone standing around him. He raised his head real high, beak up, stomach in, and he announced…(clearing his throat to ensure everyone was listening), “I am here to announce…”

The big, blue, Flamingo turned down the music and everyone became silent. No one moved, spoke or even took their eyes off of Freddy. As they anticipated what he had to say.

“I am here to announce…my Pink Flamingo friends from my backyard…(big breath inhale and exhale) DO NOT LIKE YOU! BECAUSE YOU ARE GIRLS AND DIFFERENT COLORS!’

An awkward silence spread throughout, with a few snickers, and some sounds of disapprovement, when Freddy completed his last word, COLORS! Frank, the one who spoke up before, questioned Freddy, “How would you know? You have been whinning over there by yourself! We are the ones who came over here and have made friends! Go back to your lonely yard, if you don’t want to have fun because we are having fun and are happy.”

Freddy stood there wondering where he went wrong. He dropped his head, began to cry, and walked towards the gate. He couldn’t understand how being honest was a bad thing. He wasn’t trying to hurt anyone, but yet he felt terrible.

Before he could disappear behind the gate as eloquently as Franky does, he heard a more mature voice, speak up, “Freddy, we all want you to stay! Please won’t you come have an ice cream.”

Freddy continued to look down at the ground and slowly walk towards the gate, “No, I can’t! No one wants me here! I guess I am a bad Flamingo!”

Out from the shadows of the house stepped a six foot, beautiful, lanky, lime, green, female flamingo and she said, “Everyone is welcome at our home! And I want you here,” in the most Angelic voice Freddy had ever heard.

At first his entire body felt frozen as he starred up at this different, but exquisit species. He wondered if she was even a flamingo. Freddy wiped the tears from his eyes and replied, “But I said the wrong things. I made everyone mad at me. I feel so bad, but I felt bad before and I thought if I came over here and told them…”

“Pause, take a deep breath my sweet child. I knew what you were attempting to do. Let me ask you something, can you change what you said? If you could, would you?”

“Of COURSE! I would most definetly take it all back. I wouldn’t have stayed over there by myself. I would not have came over here and announced all that mean stuff,” explained Freddy.

“Let’s start over! Hello, my name is Lilly. Your name is?” The beautiful flamingo asked Freddy.

“My, my, name is Freddy. I am your next door neighbor. My best friend lived here before you. I wished whoever moved in would be a nice family with children.”

She gave him a big hug and patted him on the tail feathers, as if she were saying shew, shew, now it is time for you to go play and have fun.

All the other Flamingos gathered around Freddy to show him the wonders of Franky’s backyard. The other girls introduced themselves and went on playing.

Freddy felt a tap on his shoulder but when he turned to the right there was no one there. He quickly turned back to the other side to attempt to catch the culprit. When he turned back facing front he jumped because Franky screetched, “BOO!”

They both began to laugh once again.

Freddy looked at Franky and said, “I am so sorry! For…”

But before he could continue Franky shoved him with her shoulder and said with a smirk, “Apology accepted. I knew you would come around!”

“How? How did you know? I was so angry and hurt…I couldn’t think of anything good!”

“Because my family’s motto.”

“Motto?”

“Yes, you don’t think we are oblivious to our differences do you?”

“No? But what does that have to do with it?”

“Our family motto is…’Create enough FUN that your differences become an ASSET or a GIFT  rather than a hinderance.’ ”

Freddy repeated the family motto to himself a couple of times. Although he agreed with it, he continued to struggle with the past comments. He asked Franky, “But what about before? When they said they didn’t like you because of your color and gender?”

Franky giggled and said, “You have a great deal to learn. For now, lets just say I expected their first responses. But the difference between you and me is that you blend in with the majority of pink flamingos. Soooo you became offended for me. Which is understandable and I do appreciate your kindness. However, I know I am beautiful! And I have been taught to love all flamingos regardless of their differences. As for their past comments…I knew they didn’t know any better.”

“One more thing, Freddy…we all make mistakes. It’s up to us whether we want to forgive or hang on. No matter what, none of us can ‘fix’ the past. It’s your choice as to what to keep or let go.”

Freddy and Franky hugged and went off to the sand box. They played until bedtime. Roasted marshmallows, sang around the camp fire, and enjoyed all of their new friends.

Rather than trying to conform or force others to be just like us, why don’t we all enjoy our differences!

Franky and Lilly were correct! We all make mistakes. It is up to YOU to forgive, forget, and have fun. Or hang on, blame, and live in depression.

I am so grateful for you reading this. We hope Freddy and his friends will continue to empower you and carry Livelove’s message.

Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone needs a little help sometimes.

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As always:

Live Love

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Written by: Teena Drake

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Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo?

As I listen to this beautiful musical arrangement @Music Choice the questions roll through my head. Who is this musician and why does she do what she does? Why does she create beautiful music, with no vocals? For the sole purpose of acquiring fame and fortune?

Why are you angry with your adult child? What did he/she do or say to provoke your anger? He dropped out of college? How silly would you feel if you lost him/her and they weren’t there for you to be angry with?

Why do you get up and go to work each day? Just because you are paid? Or is there more to it, than that?

As I bounced from person to person in pursuit of this ever so demanding question, I finally received a small light of hope. When I asked this beautiful lady she replied with my first answer…

“Teena, why would you ask such a terrible question? Have you ever thought, many do not know why they do what they do?”

Let me ask you, “Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo? Do you know? Have you analyzed your emotions to answer this simple yet complex question? Isn’t it important for you to understand WHY?”

So if:

Work=Pay, Pay+Pd bills=Comfort, Comfort=Shelter+Nourishment

Anger=Fear, Fear+Resistance= Anger, Anger=Fear+Fear

The answer to: Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo? Is…

To accomplish the universal goal! What is the Universal Goal? To Better!

Think about that until next time…

Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo? to feel better, do better, to BETTER!

Next Topic is The Universal Goal! I can’t wait for you to read it. It will ignite your life! But if until then or anytime you need a little extra help email me…Livelove.teena@gmail.com

It might be time for you to receive the coaching necessary to LIVE the life you always wanted. To feel the best you have ever felt and most importantly…

Livelove

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Carry On

Written by: Teena Drake

God Bless Each Of You!!! Sending you great love!

 

 

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! 

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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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Changing the world one happy thought at a time!

God Bless You!

 

Do you wake up happy?

How do you wake up every morning? Are you constantly sleeping through the alarm, yelling at your children to get ready? By the time you arrive at work, are you ready for a break? You might be sufferering from a simple issue Livelove likes to call, the what-if-itis.

You are probably not sleeping well, if all the what ifs or whatifitis is filling your mind. However, this is not conducive to a good nights sleep or a ‘happy’ morning. Not to mention the rest of your life.

The suffix itis is defined as a disease characterized by inflammation. Such as arthritis, tendinitis, bronchitis and of course whatifitis. (www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary) Affects of this disease or inflammation of creating whatif scenarios are swelling of the brain, which leads to inflammation of the heart, stomache and anything else you feel a bit of pain from, upon waking up.

If the above paragraphs resonate with you, we have some quick and easy tips to help. These tricks will assist you with sleeping peacefully and learn to wake up ‘happy’.

Let us begin with the evening before. Thirty minutes before you lay your head down,,,

  • Turn off or put away all electronics.
  • Write down anything you are worrying about. (children, ballgames, work, anything that is weighing heavy on youd mind)
  • Fold the paper in half, on the back write– Whatever will be, will be best for me.
  • Next leave all your worries on the kitchen table, written down. I promise they will still be there in the morning. However, after a goodnights sleep, they will not be as prominent, as they would be if you contemplated them all night.
  • As you lay down begin to list everything you are grateful for.
    • I love my bed
    • Grateful to be laying down in a home with controlled temperatures
    • Grateful for food
    • Grateful for my health
  • Make this fun…you can be grateful for silly items, sleep, your hair, ect…it doesn’t matter what you are grateful for, keep listing.
  • Last but definetly not least…As you lay your head to rest and close your eyes take a few minutes to congratulate and compliment yourself. (This step comes easier with time, you will eventually find reasons to pat yourself on the back, but at first it feels a little uncomfortable)

I have even congratulated myself for not losing my temper. Or for gritting my teeth and holding my toungue, when someone said something that ticked me off. Be light hearted, no matter what, YOU, have accomplished something terrific today! Even if it was getting out of bed and feeding your pets.

As for the waking up part, this procedure is much simplier when healing from whatifitis. Before you climbed out of bed, begin the same procedure of listing all the simple pleasures, you are grateful for. This doesn’t need to be as lengthy as your night time list.

While you are preparing for the day find a saying to uplift and create a happy emotion. This sets your day with a vibration of, YES I CAN.

Here are some I have utilized throughout my time of whatifitis, everyone suffers from this inflammation, at times in their lives. The most important part is it doesn’t last for weeks on end.

  • Whatever will be, is best for me.
  • I think I can, I think I can…I know I can, I know I can. (Yes, it is from the Little Engine that Could)
  • Mirror talks…You are amazing, You are worthy, You, my friend, are awesome!
  • My favorite saying is, “I feel terrific!” This is a quote I learned from Brian Tracy, personal development guru. When faced with adversity, even in the midst of it, I will say, “I feel Terrific!” It feels wonderful. Resets your entire demeanor.
  • Try it, right now…while reading this say, “I feel Terrific!” Do again and again, until you feel better. It works everytime.

Do you wake up happy? If you are waking up stressed and miserable, maybe it is time for you to shut down, unplug and have an attitude with gratitude! Life can be fun, expect the best and the rest will take care of itself.

God Bless! Do you wake up happy?

Livelove

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Carryon

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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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What do you want to say when asked, “What do you do? Why?”

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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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Carryon

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