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Here I go again!

Picture this, I am without makeup, hair is up in a messy bun, still in my pajamas and have only had one cup of coffee. That cup is the only evidence of me even being out of bed…THE ENTIRE DAY! So What? I will tell you so what, I should be off to the shower, getting dressed and attempted to look productive. BUT NOOOO…I am sneaking back to my computer to write, just one more. One more inspirational thought to share. One more description so intense, you are entranced to continue to read, follow, like and share, all in one fell swoop. Why? Why do I choose to write it? Why? Why can’t I be like everyone else and just video blog it? I guess in time. However, for now my large audience of six readers, sixty one followers and forty likes, I dramatically, thank you for reading and liking what I post! No, really I do appreciate you…All of you, even the yesterday you or the day before, that you too.

Sounds strange doesn’t it? For me to write, bizarelly, about appreciating someone each day, as if they were a different person each day! However, does it not seem strange for people to act, speak, or share how well they know you, yet haven’t spoken to you in, lets say, five years. Or maybe five months, what about a lifetime, only know them according to a form of media!

I don’t know why this message is becoming so strong. However, judgement of others is one of those ‘biggies’ some of us, all deal with, at one time or another. For some reason someone needs to read this message.

Listen up! I don’t care who you are. If you are one of my family members, an enemy (hope I don’t have any or if anything, I hope they will forgive me), the pope, a famous artist, young, old, religous or not…it doesn’t matter ‘who’ you are;  You are a different person than who you were last year. And thank goodness for it! I would never want to return to a more niave me or a less lived me. That one who might have not thought before she spoke or acted. The one who was not as well seasoned. The one who thought so many trivial things were important like competition or winning.

If you are continuously being ‘reminded’ of who you once were and you don’t like it, then YOU, LET IT GO! Some how change gears! In your mind. If you are known as inconsiderate and pompous and do not like that astigma, begin to act and feel as though, a person who is considerate and humble. I am sure you have had someone in your life that exemplified those qualities. I know as I wrote the curriculum for Livelove (still writing, but so close!) I would think back about my heros. Not everyone else’s heros and not my mom, who is always the number one hero, for me. But Heros who were talked about or ‘judged’ in a powerful, yet, positive kind of way!

Think about it…Pause, who are you patterning off of? Everyone patterns off of someone!! The difference is some of us recognize, who we want to pattern off of and choose to study them, their lives, and how they are portrayed. Maybe, you are reading this and you are saying, “I am a Christian and my hero is Jesus.”

Which is perfectly fine with me! Because the more I study leaders, the more I see those who stand for love, protection, kindess and abundance, are the ones who withstand time. My simple question is why do you live with so much judgement? On yourself and others…Want to live like someone as great as Jesus? Better do some research, because his love for all of mankind and what he stands for is… NOT JUDGEMENT! NOPE, I HAVE LOOKED, ITS NOT IN THERE.

Wow! I have had a weird week! One post about politics, now this about religion, oh and don’t forget the other ‘hot topics’ about depression and dejavus! I am just the messenger. I promise my disclaimer will say, judge me not for the message I bring, but rather enjoy the blessings of reading and learning.

You are okay! You are amazing! Please let go of the judgement and the harsh judgements will let go of you! You do deserve to live to be happy.

God Bless!

Written by: Momma Teena

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

&

Carryon

http://www.livelovellc.org/home

As the sun shines bright I ask myself…

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

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

Of course NOT! OHHH what to do?

Go ride or Work?

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

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

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

God Loves You NO MATTER WHAT!

Livelove

&

Carryon

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Sitting in Silence…

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

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

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

It was phenomenal.

Amazing.

Strange.

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

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

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

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

Enjoy!

Livelove

&

Carryon

http://www.livelovellc.org/home

Thanksgiving Morning on the Farm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Grateful for you!!!

Livelove

&

Carryon

http://www.livelovellc.org/home

Ghost of Thanksgiving Past…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

Thank you for reading, sending you much love!

 

Livelove

&

Carryon

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Writing a Speech…

As I work on my third project in Toastmasters I reflect back on my students practicing for Beta Speech project. I can hear me barking orders, “Stand up straight, Make eye contact, be bold, be courageous! You can do this!!!” I remember always writing down note to self, always begin speech project in the beginning of the year so we can practice the skills necessary instead of a month or six weeks. Why? You might ask? Let me give you my list: 1. It is not the topic, it’s the skill. 2. Also if I began in the beginning I wouldn’t have to hear the ‘Beta’ speech 1000 times in six weeks. Ugh dreadful! 3. I could use the skills to teach a topic or two in Science, hmmm my thoughts during reflection time are amazing. Anywhooooo back to project three: ‘Stick to the Point’ you know my point or message to ‘stick to’ never changes. Never! Yes, I can teach you how to learn anything. I can also motivate and inspire you (It’s what I do). However, my point is…Be Happy as much as possible. Take a moment to feel your way through life, through each day, each moment. I have many techniques and fun projects, to help you perfect this way of life. I have games, jingles, journal entries, projects, coaching, mantras, cheers, speeches and anything else necessary to help YOU KNOW YOU ARE WONDERFUL AND LOVED! My point is live your life intentional!!!! ‘Be Happy’ by choice. I would never be able to write a speech about finances or politics. It would even be difficult for me to give one about Scientific topics, which I know a great deal about. Because my message is loud and clear! Therefore, sticking to the point is not difficult, but… Frankly, condensing this message into a small time frame, that is my challenge. Becuase in a normal setting I wouldn’t agree to, 5 to 7 minute speech. Because those first few minutes are my moments to feel the crowd, feel the needed message. What do they need? To accomplish their goals, to fulfill their destiny of being happy, 99 percent of the time. And during that one percent of down time, you know how to use those frustrations to guide your way back. Back to feeling good, back to laughter and happiness. Back to knowing what makes YOU HAPPY and how you know. You see, I have no problem teaching you ‘how to’ give a speech or multiply and divide. I have no issue with writing a’Speech’ for 5 to 7 min. Nor do I struggle with what the point is. However, to prepare for you to hear this and receive the necessary message, now that is sometimes, a hurdle for me. Not a mountain, just a hurdle or two for me to jump. As the business evolves minute by minute, I feel the awesome pull or tug to take another step. I am now at the point I know when to pause… And wait for you to absorb. I no longer become nervous when telling you about our mission and/or vision, Because? Because I am allowing and receiving, but most of all I am listening. My speech ended up being mediocre at best. I won the ribbon, labeling me ‘Best Speaker.’ However, all I could think or hear were the loud screaming voices in my head shouting, “No, I don’t want a reward! No please, I am begging you don’t label me Best Speaker! This is not a contest for me! I am not here to win!!! I have done all that! I have almost died, literally, because I have been so competitive. I don’t need validation anymore. I am here to help you! Help you succeed at anything you want to succeed at. If it’s find your spiritual desires so be it, if it’s find your passion, that’s okay too! If it’s none of the above and really all you want is to feel good…got that too!” Yes, I felt overly dramatic about my third project. I wrote the speech, rehearsed it, planned out what I was working on and blew it (in my mind). Almost everyone was touched by my heart felt ending and my passion for…Wait for it…that craft that I know so well…TEACHING? Yes, you read it first here, I blew my ‘Sticking to the Point’ speech because I switched points. I am not sure what point I found nor what point they received but I can tell you I knew I blew it! (Yes, you may laugh hysterically at my flubbed up speech). Then what is my message? Ohhh, pst, (lean in so I can whisper in your ear), “Be happy. Enjoy your life the best you can! If something isn’t right, meditate and listen, you DO Know the best answer for you! Feel your way through all decisions. Some days just go back to bed!!!! But only every now and then! Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy, enjoy enjoy feel it!!” Point given. Livelove & Carryon