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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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Carry On

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If I DIED TODAY, What would you say?

If I died today what would you say? 

Would you be so Cliche as to ramble on about the would should and coulds?

Or would you remember all my mistakes and blunders?

If I died today what would you say?

Would you be so Romantic as to buy me flowers, kiss my head and only be saddened due to the lack of hugging, kissing and reminiscing?

Or would you remember all my outburst of laughter that rolls like the thunder?

As of yet, I have not died today! But if I am the other half of you, I ask, “If I died today, what would you say? I simply, WONDER…”

Please always know that YOU ARE LOVED! I don’t know who needed this today, but I have a great deal of ‘work’ related items to complete today and this WOULD NOT STOP, until I shared with you!

Therefore, to whomever you are, I send you great love. I send you my gift. My only pay, I request, is for you to embrace and pass it on!

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Carry On

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Toastmasters? Who is that and who cares?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God Loves YOU NO MATTER WHAT!

Livelove

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Carry on!

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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

 

 

Cross-Country, Track and Life?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God Bless

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

Livelove

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Carryon

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There is no greater or less than, when it comes to you…

As ‘life’ seems to happen around us, many people like to compare stories or talk about the issues. However, there is no comparisons between your story and theirs.

Of course we are all connected and as humans, we can all FEEL empathy or sympathy depending on our similar incidents.

But…everyone has moments of being depressed, sad, hurt, lost and disappointed. I can remember the day, my son explained that pointing out all the reasons someone should be grateful, isn’t always the best feeling emotion for someone suffering. I questioned why or why not, it always seemed to work for me. Highlighting all the reasons I should be grateful, how blessed I am and so on.

Nick explained how sometimes those comments are more detrimental to the person.

That was several years ago and to be completely honest, I didn’t truly understand.

Now, I do!

You see we ALL have moments where life feels overwhelming, too much and disappointing. Those who their stories, are well known and inspire others, but also you and me.

As I wrote and rewrote my speech for the area contest @Earlybirdstoastmasterskc, the days seemed to be zooming by. Closer and closer, my excitement was building and the anticipation of all the exciting opportunities, this club has to offer, was assisting me in working up the best message, I had ever written! Ohhh, if you could only feel my radiating excitement.

Yet, day by day in LA we had to jump one hurdle and then twenty five more or maybe a hundred more! (Okay I am being a bit over dramatic, as Ashby says).

But it is true. I could whine and cry about every little speed bump thrown in front of us, but where would we be then? Instead let me share what I have learned.

This week I had to let go of my first speech competition. It was to be on Monday February 5th. There were no guarantees I would move on to the next level, because our club has intense competition, but I wanted to attempt it, in the worst kind of way!

I had prepared and practiced the entire road trip from Kansas to LA.

As the hurdles popped up, some one at a time, others it seemed like fifty at a time, I began to realize my excitement was about to he turned into disappointment! With all the issues about having Princeton, I quickly realized my trip would be delayed, forcing me to step down from the competition.

Now this may seem silly to anyone else, but I cried and cried! I was disappointed, sad, overwhelmed and a little bit selfish. Most of all I was torn! This was my baby girl and very dear to me granddog. But I also wanted to attempt this competition!

Then my lessons began!!! Everytime I would express my disappointing emotions someone would share on Facebook or tell me about a horrific event. For example in the past month we have lost loved ones to accidents, cancer, flu and suicides. I would cry for them or add to my prayer list.

Yes, my silly little issues seemed trivial after all of that. I have so much to be grateful for, I know that.

Then I realized Nick was correct. Pointing out or minimizing our own disappointments, by comparison, is not fair, to you.

My epiphany was EVERYONE, experiences their own depression and disappointments. And YOURS is just as important as the next one. Because we are all on our own journey and life happens whether we are striving to improve or not.

And MAYBE, JUST MAYBE…this is a key to helping others choose to feel all the emotions, yet not give up.

The key is to allow yourself to feel the negative emotion. Express your feelings of disappointment. (Allow this moment). Do not worry about feeling trivial compared to other people’s issues. I am Not saying dwell on it and/or illuminate the situation, but rather, ALLOW yourself to have a moment of tears.

It is okay!!! There is no greater and less than, when it comes to you and how you feel. Maybe if we begin to allow kids and adults to say, “I feel like giving up.”

We will have less severely depressed or suicides. When I was having a moment of ‘selfish disappointments’ it felt good to allow the sadness, for a moment. It forced me to find solutions, it allowed me to be human, and it reminded me how quickly ANYONE can give up.

It is time we begin to allow our younger generations to know we have all been there. We have all had struggles and let it out. All of it! Say it if you feel it. It’s okay.

No matter how trivial it may be to others. Your disappointments, moments of sadness or maybe your losses are not comparable to others! You are allowed to say it because believe it or not… EVERYONE experiences negative emotions.

My greatest hope is…this post will help one person to choose life. If you are not feeling so well about something, say it! And quit worrying about comparing apples, arangatans, and kale spinach. This is YOUR EXPERIENCE! No one elses!

Livelove

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Carryon

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‘How to’ Continued…

To be continued…The emotions of defeat, despair and fear creeped in at times. Even up until December 8th, 2016. The day I crushed my leg and sat in a meditative state for several months. At that point in my life, I had turned in my resignation at the school and was following my dream! I had a published a much needed, non-fiction book, about talking to your kids, about sex. Once again, I was beaming with happiness.

However, shortly after my adventure began, I was placed into park! What? Come on, I was almost there. I could touch my dream of being a, monetary rewarded writer or what we entitle it as, a paid author. But nope, not yet. My patience had worn quite thin.

As I meditated,  went to physical therapy, slept a great deal, I learned and learned from avenues unimaginable. Instead of being like, I had been in the past, who was running around chasing her dreams with furry and might; I filled notebook after notebook with thoughts or ideas. Sometimes I spent hours writing a fiction story filled, with drama and comedy all rolled up in one.

My exploration of me, was out of this world. I do not wish for anyone to experience my pain, but to experience the reflection and exploration, now that would be awesome!

If I had so many down times, then why do I feel ‘good’ enough to write a ‘How to’ article? Because it took all those ups, downs, lefts and rights, to bring me to this point. The point where we ask HOW? About everything. During an age when people have more faith and trust in “Okay Google…” than we do in ourselves.

You see, it took all of those micro-stories for me to explain ‘how to’ be a writer, explorer, artisit, happy, appreciative, grateful, expressive, full of love and living like never before.

The one most important key is…Are you ready?

Begin.

Yes, that is my answer and I am sticking to it!

As I reflect back to my first request to write for our small town newspaper and the editor replied with, “What experience do you have?”

I bowed my head and said, “None!” (Don’t be like me and waste years because of one ignorant person, questioning your ability).

After many let downs, my next move, towards becoming a writer, was when a new editor came in, I began working with him. Not writing for him, but yet having students write for him. Until, one day, I asked, “Would you let me write for you?”

My strongest desire was to write! And second was to motivationally speak at events, on television, and don’t forget my biggest dream (still pursuing) to be a guest host on Jimmy Falon.

It was a dream come true to receive my first, monetary reward, for my writings! Opening up a whole new world, for me. It didn’t matter how great or small of an amount it was, I had reached and accomplished, one long term, goal and it felt terrific!

Be careful, playing the whiney, making excuses, person and repeating, “I have already tried eveything and it doesn’t work,” bit. No it won’t work. If you continue in this mind set, you will always be, exactly where you are now. I promise.

If you want it bad enough and continue to stay in the mind-set of growth and, “I KNOW I CAN!” It will most definetly happen.

 

Now do you see why my answer is, to BEGIN? Because although I had several let downs or bumps in the road, my results were as expected. I went to the starting line and took the first step. I have taken many slides backwards. I have fallen, been bruised, bumped and taken to the level of not seeing my way out, but I only stayed in the valley, for a little while.

Life is a frequency, not maybe or can be compared to, it is a frequency. (I do not want to bore you with the details of the electromagnetic spectrum and energy, yada, yada, yada (so please trust me). Life is a frequency. And you are in control of the intensity. Meaning if you are focusing and sending energy towards what you desire, then you probably feel pretty good, at this point. However, if you were like me and focusing on the lack of, you probably feel terrible.

I love being a writer! It is what I love to do and yes, I receive monetary rewards for my writings. Funny thing is, the reason for my certainty, is the entisity of my desire to complete this ‘How to’. The entire time I feel exhilarated. Supper is not started nor planned, phone is on silent and my Writing Palace is becoming dark, as the sun sets.

One of my best confirmations, that I was on the correct path for me, was when I was at my worst and money was not involved, I chose to write! And write, and write!

Find which ‘how to’ you would do without any reward and begin. I promise it will never feel like work and there will be times, when you feel a little bit guilty, because you are so darn happy, whisteling while you work. While everyone around you can only talk about their hectic lives and stress levels.

Yes, everyone must earn a living. I understand this. But why not reap the rewards by doing what you love? I loved teaching! I loved being a clown! I continue to love teaching! I love writing!

I know it sometimes feels impossible, to reach your dreams, but you can do it. I can remember when I didn’t think graduation from college was a possibility, but I did it. I had the desire to be known as a wonderful author, I am on my way! All because the first step was taken. It may not have been a smooth, easy road, but every bump, valley and hilltop have been fantastic! Looking back, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.

Recap…How to be a writer? Do it! Begin at the starting line. Grab a notebook, pen or pencil and write your emotions, words, poems don’t worry about the combination of words. The rest of the story will be history, I promise. You will begin to be presented with new opportunities.

As for agents, managers, publishing, and blogging…follow your instincts. I will tell you, WordPress has been an amazing company, to have a blog and if you do not have a blog site, get one. It will change your writing life.

Don’t allow one comment to hender you or a rejection to stop you from continuing on. Instead of thinking you weren’t good enough for them, turn it around and think wow they weren’t right for me. Then move on. Maybe self-publishing is better for you, explore all of your options, but all of this is irrelevant, if you do not begin!

‘How to’ be anything else or have do or be anything…Doesn’t matter what…You must begin. Not one successful person, woke up one day and was magically, deliciously, abundant in love or money. However, they continued to pursue, push and play with their hopes and desires, until the frequency became so intense it happened. Their goals were completed, to allow new ones. Their vision came to fruition because they continued to clearly feel how terrific it felt! They learned from the journey, while jumping every hurdle with a smile. But still yet, none of this could have been reality for them, unless they took the first step and BEGAN!

God Bless

Livelove

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Carryon

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You are amazing and I hope this post helps you to forget the exact path of How and rather to take the first step at begin. May all your dreams come true!