Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Intention

Tomorrow is the start of a new year and a new decade. It's that time of year when everyone starts with the new year/new me BS, the resolutions and the promises to change in the new year. The "new year smells like..." Seriously? Who is going to say the new year smells like shit? No one!  And, Honestly, who can "smell" a year?
Why do we see/smell January 1 as the start of changing ourselves? Why do we feel the need to make these grand resolutions?
How many of us have actually kept our resolutions? Let's ask all those people that flood the gyms in January. I know it rarely happens  that we keep those resolutions because I was one of those people.
New year/New me? Why? I doubt that any of us are so awful that we need to completely overhaul ourselves to create something new.  I am all about self improvement and making the world a better place. So why not do it daily?  Why not just wake up each day and vow to be better, kinder, stronger  and more authentic than you were the day before?
This is why I have a hard time picking a "word of the year" and do not believe in resolutions. I think it is far more beneficial to set an intention for the year.  Wayne Dyer said, “Our intention creates our reality.” How many times have you heard “What you think, you become,” or “Thoughts become reality”? Our thoughts have so much power so why not focus that power in a positive direction?
Once you set an intention, you may find your "word" if that is your jam. You may find deeper focus once you set your intention. That intention may permeate all areas of your life and help you reach your goals.
How the hell do I do set an intention, you ask....well here are some things to ask yourself:
*What matters to you?
*What do you want to build/create/grow in your life?
*What do you want to let go of?
*Who/what do you want to forgive in your life?
*What makes you proud?
*What fears do you want to let go of?
*What are you grateful for?
Once you answer those questions (and the others that come up).....and BE HONEST with yourself, you will begin to notice a theme.  Look at what starts to resonate with you. It may be the same things that you wanted to work on last year and it may be something different. It doesn't matter because it is all about you. 
Here are some ideas that I have used in the past:
Open mind and heart
Peace
Focus
Act with courage
Embrace change
Give and receive love
Vulnerability
Connection
Gratitude
Balance
Move forward
Authenticity
Vision (2020!!)
 I find that once I choose the intention, it really begins to direct my steps. But I take my time in making a choice.  Do you have to choose today? Nope. Tomorrow? Nope. Despite what social media tells us, you can start any time you want. Do NOT feel pressured into starting this tomorrow.  Can't pick one thing? Who cares!  Choose 2. You do you, sis!  The fact that you want to work on you is the biggest win. 
Once you choose it.....put it where you can see it. Say it daily. Call it out to yourself (and others) when you see it manifest. You will begin to notice it more and more in your life. 
Am I perfect? um,  no. Do I practice this perfectly....Hell, NO!  I fall down. I make mistakes. I allow myself some grace (another intention idea!) and I start again. The idea is to just keep going...keep moving forward. 
So, no pressure. No "new year/new me." No "resolutions." Just do you. If an intention feels right, do that. If not....just put one foot in front of the other and move forward each day......or don't. Just do you! 
Peace,
#tutulady
#forwardisapace
(if choosing an intention is your thing, I would love to know what you choose!)

Thursday, December 26, 2019

Reality

Now that the holiday season is almost over, it is time for a reality check.
The holidays are a stressful time for so many people. The desire to make others happy, to live up to expectations of others, to "post" a perfect holiday. I know I am guilty of it all. I used to kill myself to make it all look and seem perfect. I still post a few photos of my family that "look" good on the surface.
We have spent months subject to advertisements about giving cars and diamonds.  Endless social media posts that are carefully curated to present the "perfect" holiday. And countless sales attempting to get us to spend more than we have.
Consumerism is at its finest this time of year. Again, I am guilty. We all want the "perfect holiday." We want to be "Pintrest worthy." We want to post that "perfect" photo that gets all the comments and likes. We want the validation that we are doing it "right."
I admit that I am and have been guilty of this. However, I no longer live for that "post." We need a reality check.
How much do you know about that "perfect" family/person that you are following? What is the reality behind it all? I know that personally I tried for years to make my imperfect, controlled, abuse filled life look good. No one knew my reality.....because I would not allow it.
We like, comment and further validate each others seemingly perfect lives and thus further perpetuating the idea that appearances are reality. Thus is as far from the truth as possible.
I had a friend post some photos Christmas morning without the matching jammies, makeup and styled hair. It was glorious!  I loved her vulnerability and transparency. It was a refreshing breath of fresh air on an otherwise sickeningly sweet holiday morning feed. We are all imperfect in some way. Should we air all our crap on social media? No. But should we cover it all up thus invalidating thuse that feel anything other than perfectly happy during the holidays? HELL NO!
For years families have covered up, whispered about or just not spoken about things such as mental illness, abuse, inappropriate sexual behavior, infidelity, alcoholism...the list is endless. We have allowed racism, homophobia, ignorance and all sorts of other morally corrupt behavior to run rampant because we are afraid to speak up. We want the Norman Rockwell holiday and family.
Well, that is not possible. It is time we got real with each other. It is time we talk about the tough stuff and allow  ourselves and each other some grace. Will some people be uncomfortable and walk away? Sure. But from my experience, people are longing for reality. People are longing for connection to not only their joy but connection in their imperfection, grief and sadness. We need more reality. Not more gossip but honest conversation about the realities of our lives.
What if people start having those conversations with friends, setting boundaries with families,  and getting real with themselves? How would things change? I think we all need a reality check this coming year. Stop trying to do it alone. Stop trying yo impress others with your pretty pictures. Stop living in fear.  Make 2020 the year to see and be seen.....make 2020 the year to be real.
Peace
#tutulady
#forwardisapace

Tuesday, December 3, 2019

Lemonade


IT
IS
HERE!

I can not believe it!

I really and truly can not believe it is here!
I am an author!  My name is searchable and associated with a book on AMAZON!!!
(click the title below to see for yourself!!)

The Lemonade Stand Book!!!

The Lemonade Stand(Kindle Ed)!!!!!!

Several months ago I was contacted by a high school friend who asked me to be a part of a writing project. She knew only a small portion of my story and thought I should share more, taking a deeper dive. I was intrigued and wanted to know more so, I contacted the collaborator and she put me in touch with the publisher. I learned the working title was the Lemonade Stand and liked it already. I hemmed and hawed, emailed back and forth with these women, had lengthy phone conversations with them, and battled my own inner demons.  There were so many signs along the way that told me that this was the right project at the right time. I mean, I had just bought a lemon tree for heaven's sake and I was seeing lemons everywhere I looked.  So I finally made the decision to join the project, took a giant leap and made the call ....#forwardisapace is my motto, right?
Once I made the decision to write my chapter, I sat down and the words poured out of me like water over the falls. I wrote it all in one weekend. Like Goldilocks...first it was too long and then it was too short and then it was just right.
I sent it off for editing and it came back with only a few suggestions of changes. So we moved forward.
I let some of my children read it at that point as I wanted their honest opinion. And they gave it to me...in spades. They were proud of their momma! And I moved forward.
I got it back one more time for final approval. Hitting send that last time meant sending my words, my story, out into the world. It was as if my soul exhaled.  The fear and apprehension of being so vulnerable had yet to set in!  I continued to move forward.
And then it was a waiting game. I waited for the other women to finish their chapters. And boy did those other women deliver!  When I received a proof of  the book I sat for a while feeling the weight of these words and the women who wrote them. Then I started to read.....
And I could not stop!  But I really had to....I had to put down the book between each chapter and breathe.  Each story was more compelling than the next. These women poured their souls on to the pages of this book. And then I realized I was one of them. Seeing my name in the table of contents was surreal, but then reading what I had written? It was an out of body experience and I kept moving forward.
But the best was yet to come because #forwardisapace !!!
The book was listed on Amazon this week and has already reached best seller status in 8...yes...EIGHT...kindle categories!  The reviews are pouring in and all so positive! The paperback copy of the book will be released Wednesday, December 4, 2019, and I know that things will only go up from there!  FORWARD!!!!
The fear and apprehension of vulnerability have fully set in but in the words of some of my co-authors, that fear is an ever evolving beast and will always be there until we release the shame and face it all head on. so.... #forwardisapace
I am so proud of the book and sharing my story. I am blessed and honored to be in the company of such strong, resilient, and gifted women! I hope that you will not only buy the book to read my story, but also read the stories of these other amazing women. While my story may not resonate with you, perhaps the story of one of the other women will. Perhaps you know someone who could use a little lemonade in their life and you buy them a copy as a gift.
I am so thankful for the opportunity to share my story, share what running, Girls on the Run and being the #tutulady means to me and share the life experiences of my amazing co-authors.
My gratitude is beyond words at this point.
Let's just say that my heart is sooo full....I am DANCING and I am moving forward
This #tutulady thanks everyone she knows from the bottom of her overflowing, glitter filled, sparkly, tutu wearing heart! I am who I am thanks to of all of you!
Peace
#forwardisapace
#tutulady

Monday, November 25, 2019

Turquoise


This weekend was a reminder of why I love running. I have been sidelined with an injury and have not been running (or working out at all) much. The injury and life have been overwhelming me. This weekend changed all that. I am a GOTR coach and this weekend was race weekend. Feeling the energy, seeing the girls excitement and watching them cross the finish line? Nothing short of AMAZING!
Sunday was the turkey trot that started my running journey over 14 years ago. It was a reminder of not only why I run but why I love the running community, why I love running, and why I wear a tutu! I am not fast but I am fun....so I want to remind others to have fun too!

Thus the turquoise flower was an appropriate choice the the weekend!
Believe. To look within, to overcome. Loving myself enough. I have the will, the determination and the courage to defy the odds...and inspire. My challenges have made me a fighter - a survivor. They will not define me or confine me. I will run my own race. Different, beautiful and all my own. I believe in me and my potential. And I'm going to succeed because I'm brave enough to think I can.
Peace-
#forwardisapace
#tutulady


Sunday, October 13, 2019

Gatorade

Today was one for the books. I registered to run the Chicago Marathon this year. I started training and was excited to run again. Much to my disappointment, my hip was not as excited as I was and got really angry!  We tried therapy (PT) and that calmed things down for a bit but Old Righty was not giving up. Thus, I make a choice to defer my entry and try to heal what was damaged.
As race day grew closer, I was having a BAD case of FOMO, so I decided to volunteer for Blessons and work at an aide station.  One thing that many people do not know is that the Chicago Marathon gives back....until it hurts like a runners quads after 26.2! Charities that volunteer or have people volunteer receive a donation from the Chicago Marathon which is often sizable.
Blessons put out the call for volunteers and I jumped at the chance. #tutulady switched it up and instead of running the Marathon, she was volunteering at the Marathon.....tutu and all!
I was not told my role until shortly before the Marathon. I was to be the Left Side Gatorade Supervisor. I did not know what that meant but I was about to find out.
I got up at 2:45am and was out the door by 3:45am. Grabbed a coffee and hit the Kennedy. Who would have thought that there would be traffic at that hour but there was! I arrived and my parking garage, parked and walked to the Aide Station check in...passing a man relieving himself in the alley and a group of others who appeared to just be going home from a long night clubbing!
Volunteers take skids of materials and create an aide station for runners. Tables, cups, and Gatorade..... Gatorade that needs to my mixed with water to make the correct formula for runners. The first few hours are getting the volunteers organized, mixing that gatorade, pouring and stacking layers of filled cups. Today was a struggle as the cups kept blowing off the table. Also, my group of volunteers were high school kids. If you know me, you know that I work well with teens and am not a pushover....I push back.  Those kids worked hard today...whether they liked it or not!
Once we get set up, we wait. First come the wheelchair athletes. Inspirational? One of the first  of theses kind of moments today. After the wheelchairs, come the elites. I have never seen them running up close. I have either watched on tv or they are finished by the time I start!! The woman that set world record today was running so fast, I barely had time to take her picture. Elite men and women have their own water/gatorade so the real work begins once they are through.
Here come the masses!  Thousands and thousands of runners There is a technique to holding the cup for the ease of runners as well as where to stand, refilling tables with cups once they are empty, and raking/bagging the trash runners leave behind. It is a lot but my volunteers did all that and cheered the runners!  It was amazing to watch!
Today I got to see so many runners that were living their dream. Some that stood out?

  • The first blade runner. He was sooo fast and the look of determination was was memorable. 
  • The next blade runner was a quadriplegic. He has a guide helping to hydrate him with water and gatorade. 
  • All the Solemates running for GOTR. All running to help young girls have access to the life changing program that is Girls in the Run. 
  • Blessons runners. Runners raising funds to enable women to further their education. 
  • Team Hoyt...if you know me, you know why this inspires me so much. 
  • The law enforcement officers that were running in full uniform. 
  • The 80 year old man that was running his 69th marathon/18th Chicago with an aide.
  • The 4 different blind/deaf runners running with guides
  • My BRF that gave me a massive hug and got a PR today
  • My running family that needed encouragement and, more importantly, a hug....to keep going
And finally Mike. Mike showed up as the last runner. The sag wagon had gone by. Runners were really supposed to be on the sidewalk but Mike was on the street. The garbage trucks had gone by and we were on the last of packing up. All leftover items were shrinkwrapped on skids ready for pick up. Mike just asked for water. I had none (I was Gatorade) So I ran up 2 blocks and grabbed him a gallon of water. Sorry, no cups I told him. Just drink from the gallon and he could keep it or I would get rid of it. He took a few long pulls while we stood in the middle of the street. While he was drinking I told him I was impressed and that he was going to finish today!  He stopped drinking and looked at me. Then said, "you are damn right I am going to finish! I am 70 years old and I have 2 new knees. I did not come this far to quit!" So I started to walk with him and he put his arm around my shoulders. He said, "Listen...life is too short to quit when it gets hard. You need to always keep moving forward."
I started to cry as we approached a group of volunteers finishing cleaning and I yelled "This is Mike. He is 70 and had 2 new knees.....can we give him some love?" The teens made a tunnel for him while cheering. He turned, kissed me on the cheek and said "The world needs more people like you...."
"Just finish strong, Mike" and he was gone....walking away.
I did not take a photo but his face is seared in my memory. I was in the moment and the last thing I thought of is that I did not get a photo. I do not know his number nor do I know if he finished. What I do know is that he was the last guy I saw on the course and he touched my heart deeply and profoundly. I will never forget him.
I drove home mentally and physically exhausted...like I had run my own marathon.
Each year I write about my marathon experience and how it changes me. Today changed me in more ways than I ever thought possible. If you have never volunteered at a race, DO IT!  You will help a charity and the runners more than you realize. You will change too...whether you like it or not!
To those friends I missed, I am sorry!  I wanted to find everyone but its hard when you are trying to make sure you all have gatorade! To all those that started and moved forward for 26.2 miles, you ROCK! I am sooo proud of you! You are a MARATHONER!! Wear that medal all week as you go backwards down every staircase!
Gallons of sticky yellow gatorade, over 30,000 steps, countless highfives, hundreds of hugs, numerous inspirational moments and heart so full it could burst. Today was one for the books for #tutulady.
Peace
#forwardisapace
#tutulady






Wednesday, September 11, 2019

9-11

I remember it like it was yesterday. 18 years ago, I was in the kitchen when the first plane hit with babies under foot. I left home to go to school to prep for the year thinking it was nothing..... a horrible accident. We were starting later that year due to construction and teachers filled the buildings. As we worked, people had TVs on and we realized this was far more. We were released to go home and I remember the craziness of trying to get home to my babies. I sat for hours in front of the tv with my kids on my lap reading them books and watching the news. It just would not end. The days and months that followed were filled with more bad news and it was hard to breathe. But we did. We, as a country, learned to breathe again. We must never ever forget how it felt to live in those days and months. We must never forget how it feels to lose ourselves. We must never forget. #neverforget #911

Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Blessons

Let's talk Blessons.....

I am a single mom to 5 children, a teacher and coach.

I grew up in the suburbs with a pretty "normal" life. 2 parents and one younger brother. Both my parents worked....my dad as a lawyer in town and my mom as a teacher in the next town over.

I left home to go to college attending St. Mary-of-the-Woods College in Indiana which was, at the time, an all women's college. 4 years and I was done. I was not an A student like I could/should have been and did not take advantage of opportunities the school had to offer until my junior year....something I regret.

I got a job as a part time teacher upon graduation. I wanted to live in the city so I moved to Lincoln Park (the only place my parents thought was safe) and took a job working for a small graphic arts firm. I eventually left that job to go back to teaching. I taught in the UIC area for several years then met and married a man. After a few years of commuting, I had a daughter thus, I chose to take a teaching job closer to our home. A second, third and then FOURTH(!) child meant looking for a larger home and with that, a change to another school closer to home. Somewhere in there, my stepdaughter (goodness I hate the term step!) chose to become a part of our family. Thus, I became a mom of 5!

It took the change in my life for me to decide I needed to leave the school where I had been teaching for 14 years, and reignite my passion for teaching.

I took a position at a charter school in the North Austin area of the city and I loved it. But fate called me to another part of the city. I am now teaching at another charter in the McKinley Park are of the city.  It is HARD work every day with challenging students but the rewards are endless. I truly feel, once again, that I am making a difference in the lives of the young people I teach.

I went right to college after high school which was expected. I graduated in 4 years as was expected. I lived in the dorm and was only a few hours from home if I needed to visit my family. I do regret not getting an advanced degree. I do not have the funds nor the time now to do it. When I had the time and money, it was discouraged.

Blessons - I love that word. I have had many from being assaulted and hospitalized to anxiety and depression. The biggest Blesson I would have to say is my divorce. I was married for over 20 years to an emotionally and financially abusive man. I stayed "for the kids" and....if we are being honest, because I didn't know it was abuse.

Women speak to each other and either only discuss the "wonderful" parts of marriage and complain a bit about the "socks on the floor" crap. We do not talk to each other about the tough stuff like money or honest feelings. We think the what happens behind closed doors is private. Women and even some men think that just because he/she doesn't hit you and there are no bruises, it is not abuse. Scars and bruises heal. The “verbal reel” plays over and over in your head.

I was miserable and put on a brave face the moment I left the house each day. I did anything and everything to keep everyone, especially my husband, happy. The criticism, put downs, isolation….it was all part of how he controlled me. I began to have horrible anxiety and panic attacks. These panic attacks directly correlated to money/shopping…..because financial control was also present. I sought therapy. My therapist tried to tell me that the root cause of my anxiety and depression was my marriage but I did not believe her.

It was blatant infidelity on his part, discovered by my children, that I could no longer ignore. I begged and pleaded for him to work with me for the benefit of the family. He tried to maintain control, but I was determined to do the right thing for my children and I filed for divorce.

I own the mistakes I have made in my marriage and in the divorce process. There is no one size fits all manual….I mean there is no manual at all. I admit I made mistakes...plenty of them! But part of being an adult is owning those mistakes, learning from them and moving forward in a more positive manner.

I stayed for my kids and now realize I did more harm by not leaving sooner. I live with guilt and regret and the consequences of my actions daily but I am no longer a victim …. I am a survivor.

Every woman deserves an education. Every woman deserves the right to achieve her dreams. I went to college and got a job. I knew what I wanted and pursued that dream. I lost sight of that dream when I got married and had kids. I eventually lost sight of who I was and what I wanted. It took me years to get that back and I want other women to have the opportunity to do more and be more for themselves and their families. Many women do not have the opportunity to attend traditional school. Many women do not have the financial resources or have obstacles that impede schooling. Blessons allows women the opportunity to realize dreams through education.

I would love to become a mentor for young women. Assisting and advising women through the process of navigating the system to register and attend school. I would also like to just be a sounding board and support for those days when school and life are difficult. I would love to even just proofread a paper or check an assignment for someone that needs a mentor. Education is the key that unlocks so many doors to opportunity. Everyone deserves that key.

Well, I used to say that I was writing a Lifetime movie….now that movie is a mini series! And, honestly, reality is far more brutal than fantasy so no one would believe my real story anyway!

I surround myself with inspiring, understanding women who lift me up on a daily basis. Some days they allow me to vent. Some days they allow me to just wallow. Some days they kick my butt with a running shoe and force me to go for a run or just get out of bed and get dressed. Some days they just make me laugh or smile. They do not accept my excuses for long.

I also have a deep and abiding faith. I have faith that my God has a plan for my children and for me. I may not like nor understand that plan right now but I know that there is a plan. I have faith that God does know what’s up!

There is far too much negativity in the world today. TV shows and the internet thrive on negativity, anger and drama. People sit behind a screen and mindlessly put others down, spewing hate and anger with no real consequences. I refuse to get sucked into the “vortex of negativity” . We have forgotten that we belong to each other. We have forgotten how to communicate with one another. We have forgotten that each of us is a human being in need of connection and feeling that we matter. We don’t really SEE people anymore. We “see” people….we look at social media and see what people want us to see but very little is based in reality. Just a simple smile or hello might brighten someone's day…. I try and teach mostly by example that it is not what we say but how we say it that makes all the difference in the world. Kindness matters and people matter.

Passions? I have many and have begun to rediscover them all. I run for charity...for Blessons, for Girls on the Run and for a school for autistic children. I have become the #tutulady thanks to my Girls on the Run and run every race in a tutu. Cooking...well feeding people ….is something I love, as well as knitting and reading. I also am a vocal and active ally for the LGBTQ community working with Free Mom Hugs.

My own children, the children I teach and the girls I coach in Girls on the Run all inspire me daily. I know that they listen to what they see more than anything I can say so I try to set a good example of healthy living. If I can inspire one child or one person …..I have been successful. Plus I have to keep up with all these kids! It is exhausting!

There are many outlets to maintain strong mental health. Some that I utilize are yoga, running and therapy. During yoga, I clear my head while twisting up like a pretzel and sweating like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs! I run…..like a herd of turtles in peanut butter ...and sometimes I want to find my inner Forrest and keep running away….but like a boomerang I always come back home! I am also a strong advocate for therapy. Perhaps not every week or all the time but it is good practice to go once in a while for a "tune up". Having a sounding board that is impartial is essential to maintaining mental balance.

To overcome challenges, first I panic! Really! I panic then I catch my breath, and think of the options. I talk to trusted friends and get advice then…. I just power through. My motto in running and life is #forwardisapace and I live by that every day. Move forward….even if it is a shuffle or a baby step but just keep moving forward.

We women need to lift each other up, encourage each other and empower one another to be better each day. Each one of us has a responsibility to reach back and help others. When women are successful, we need to celebrate that success. The more that we see the positive in each other, the more impact and success we can all have on the world at large.
For more information about Blessons or to apply for a scholarship: Blessons For Women

Peace.
#Forwardisapace
#tutulady

Monday, September 9, 2019

kindness

Let's Talk Kindness - 
Today while at the Dollar Tree the young man in front of me was waiting to pay for his candy. The line was long and he was so patient. When it was his turn to pay, he could not find his money. He panicked. His eyes welled up with tears and I could see the embarrassment and anxiety take over as he frantically searched his pockets. I reached in my wallet and handed the cashier a $5 to pay for his candy. She asked if I was sure.... I said yes. The kid looked at me and quietly said, “Are you sure? It’s ok. I don’t need it....”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“Thank you so much. Really. What’s your name? I’ll send you the money...”
“It’s ok buddy. You just pay it forward and do something kind for someone else.”
At that point the older woman behind me starts to cry. “This is the sweetest thing I have seen in months. This is what we need ..... more kindness!”
I told her I hoped that someone would do this for one of my kids.
Ruth, the cashier, was amazing too. She rolled with it all.
The kid eventually found his money and came back to pay me as I walked to my car. I refused. I told him once again “just pay it forward and be kind to people....”
I watched him get on his bike and ride away.
If you know a boy that was at the Dollar Tree about noon today..... he is a sweet kid who made a dreary day better for me.
I do not share this story for “atta girl” comments. I share it because we all need to take a breath. We all need to be more patient. We all need to choose kind.

Peace - 
#Forwardisapace
#tutulady

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Hackers


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Let's Talk ..... Hackers.

Over the past few weeks one of my email accounts was comprised. Actually...that is putting it lightly....it was HACKED and hacked badly. No only were spam emails sent out to other people, but the hackers got into other accounts of mine. This email account is the one that is tied to most of my social media, bank and shopping accounts. Once the hackers had access, they attempted to change passwords and log in information. They blocked emails for password resets to the email address so I was not able to reset the passwords they changed. It was horrible!  Thank goodness for great customer service and 2 step verification that I had in place (they even tried to change that!).
The only real causality (or so I thought) was my Instagram account. The hackers changed my user name and password so that even 2 step verification did not work. They then deleted my account. I was frustrated, horrified and angry!  I have had the same account for years and have built a following....or so I thought. What I realized was that, although my old account was gone, it was just that....an account. Did I love seeing the latest with my friends, celebrities and businesses? Sure!  However, was losing the account the disaster I made it out to be in my head? No!
I am currently in the process of moving and downsizing.  Am I getting rid of everything? No. Am I releasing what no longer serves me in order to create space for what I need at this stage of my life? YES!  A "screaming out loud from a mountain top so the world can hear it" YES!!! The loss of my account seems very fitting for this stage of my life as I can now create the space that best serves me in the present.
I have created a new account and, honestly, I feel liberated. The old "stuff" is gone. The new account is a "tabula rasa" with a similar feel but fresher perspective.
So, while this time is my life is scary and I often times feel unsure, am I grateful? Again, the answer is a resounding yes. I am honestly grateful for the hackers who, while creating unnecessary chaos in my life, have forced me to reevaluate what is important and release more of the past that no longer serves me.
You are welcome to follow me as I move forward.
@Peaceofmysole22
Peace -
#ForwardIsAPace
#tutulady

Acceptance


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Let's talk ......
Acceptance

Accepting others doesn't mean you have to agree with them, their life choices, their politics or the way they choose to live their life. It means you have to look past that and see the human being sharing space with you.
Every day I see/read/hear so much "hate speech" and it beyond upsetting. We, as a society, have forgotten how to relate to one another. We have lost our sense of civility.
People feel that they can say anything under the sun and it is allowable. Speaking one's mind has become a "thing" and it has taken a turn for the worse. Keyboard meanness hidden behind a screen has given way to outspoken bullies who like to browbeat and intimidate people everywhere they go.
We need start to see others as human beings, looking beyond our own individual insecurities, to accept one another without personal bias.
Who knows, we might even learn something...about them and ourselves!
Peace -
#forwardisapace
#tutulady

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Selfie


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Let's Talk.....
Selfies.
I am not a teenager. I do not have "selfie skills." My kids are constantly teasing me because I don't take good photos or use filters when I do. I am far more comfortable behind the camera than in front of it!
I am old school. I learned to take pictures with a camera that had film. Film that needed to be developed and cost money to do so.  Taking a photo of myself was darn near impossible. I had to set the self timer and run to get in the picture, then hope and pray it came out ok because I could not see it until I developed the roll of film. Digital cameras made made it easier to take multiple photos and delete what I didn't like but actually taking those photos was still a challenge. Cell phones with forward facing cameras? Well that was a gamechanger! I could take a tom=n of pictures and see exactly what I was doing and delete the ones that I didn't like (or all of them!).
When I do take a "selfie" I look at it with such a critical eye. I see all that is wrong with me and the photo. I want to photo shop the lines and imperfections away. I want my photo to look like others I see on social media.....pretty and perfect.   My kids are constantly taking and posting selfies. I wonder what effect that will have on my kids and others like them.
I guess I will have to practice my "selfie skills" as well as acceptance of the subject matter.
Peace -
#forwardisapace
#tutulady

Wednesday, January 2, 2019

Real

I was told that I need to write more. I honestly wanted to spend more time AWAY from screens so this has been a conundrum for me. I've been writing more....on paper. I plan to access the better things I write and post them here and elsewhere.
This is something I wrote a while back. Given the MILLIONS of "perfect" holiday posts and pictures (Kardashians, anyone? Or should I say "Fauxdashians"*?)  we have seen all over social media I think it is the right time to post it...



What If.....

What if

Just for a week
Just for a day
Just for an hour
Just for a minute
We put away the hate.
We put away the judgement
We put away the hypocrisy
We put away the masks
What if
We get real.
What if we stop sharing the pretty
What if we stop filtering the unattractive
What if we stop altering reality
What if we stop covering up the pain.
What if
We get real
What if we share the unpleasant reality
What if we share the uncomfortable truth
What if we share the uncontrollable fear
What if we share the unceasing anxiety
What if
we get real?

 - KMB


So...what if we get real? Anyone willing to share a "real" photo and comment about their holidays or their life? If you dare.....tag me so I can admire your realness! Use the hashtags #getreal #whatif

*Fauxdashians - a term coined by my friend. It makes me laugh and might just become a hashtag for the new year!
Peace -
#forwardisapace
#tutulady