changin’ PERSPECTIVE …

Was sharing with a dear friend one night a way to change perspective on life. Remember that negative thoughts and words are purely a perception of the person having those negative thoughts and saying those negative words. Change your perspective. Change your life.

So many of us are quick to say that something doesn’t work or it’s wrong or bad. Let’s say you’re outside in the cold with a big ol’ winter coat on and you’re still freezing and you think “this coat isn’t keeping me warm at all.” Really? This big down coat isn’t doing anything? So if you were standing outside in a T-shirt, you’d be just as cold? That’s a ridiculous thought when you put it that way, right? Yet we all have ’em. We’ve trained our brains to think like this. And it makes our lives soooo much less enjoyable. (And I’d bet a million dollars – although betting on this would make no sense, as there is no proof I’ve ever said this – I’ve said this exact thing at least 5 times in my past, because I am NOT a fan of cold weather. Plus, I used to think like this.)

Another example: I am sick and I’m taking my immune-boosting herbs and essential oils, yet I still feel sick. I could look at it as the herbs and oils are not working ORRR, I could look at it as thank goodness I’m taking these herbs and oils, because I feel so much better than if I were taking nothing. Which of these choices sounds more pleasant?

You can think this change in mindset is BS, or you can be like, fuck yeah, this sounds amazing and totally makes sense and I’m going to work on changing my perspective on things that happen in my life so I can be happier and more fulfilled! Again I ask, which of these options sounds better?!?! ;)  Plus, you can totally trust me as I have done the work (over and over and over again) to change my mindset and have seen changes in all aspects of my perception of life events and experiences. So there’s that.

If you’re more positive in general, it will absolutely translate to everything else. How you do one thing is how you do everything. So change your perspective and witness ALL THE AWESOME that comes!

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when do you feel GREAT?

meditate quote

I know what you’re thinking … she can’t be the only person to quote that. You’re right, at least (5) 10 year olds have as well. It’s not the wisest thing I, or anyone on this planet, has ever said. But, gosh darn it, it sure is true!

One morning last week, I had finished my Deepak meditation (the 21-day meditation series is in full effect right now), and this “quote” popped into my head. I chuckled after I said it, as it was so simple and corny. Still felt the need to share it though. I can be simple (meditate = get out of my head = simpler life … always working on this). I can be corny. I can think like a child. I’m cool with it. Especially if it makes me laugh.

Laughter and meditation … honestly, what else do we need in life? OK, love, connection, etc etc etc … Whatever it is you need in life, make sure it’s GREEEEEAT!!!

PS – Feel free to quote me.

extension of SELF …

The more creative things I do, the more I am realizing how these things I create are truly an extension of me. I mean, I get this, like from a logical mind standpoint. Now, I’m FEELING it. My art is my truth. I’m getting more and more comfortable with sharing my truth and LIVING my truth, and in turn, I am getting more comfortable with sharing my art and not needing anyone else’s praise to validate my creations/talent (although, I’m totally cool with this FYI). This is because I love meeeee so much more than ever and I trust in me and in my abilities. And I create because I love it, like really love it.

Sometimes, I get these cravings in my body to do something creative. It’s kind of like feeling horny, but I feel crafty. Anyone else get that? Anyone? …

So anywho, this self-acceptance did not come easily to me for most of my life. Therefore, I hid my talent from everyone and most importantly, myself. Interestingly, the shift in my own mindset came about from other people trusting in me more than I consciously trusted in me. When I lived at the Omega Institute, a woman looked at something I was making and told me that not just anyone can do that. Really? Cause, I honestly didn’t think there was anything special about me and my abilities. She definitely struck something in me …

Then, I started working at lululemon 2 months after Omega and I wrote out some of our chalk nameplates because, simply, “I liked handwriting.” Everyone I worked with saw my nice handwriting as so much more than that though. They asked me to hand-write all the nameplates whenever product was moved around or new product came in. I was happy to oblige. And then … THEN, they asked me to do more and bigger things with chalk. “Huh? Me? I can’t do that.” (I said that more often in my head than out loud.) So, I did them. Slowly, like reeeeeally sloooooowly, at first. They liked it. I did more. I got faster. Because I got more confident. And started to recognize my talent, rather than just accepting that other people liked what I did. Wow, I didn’t realize I had this inside me. Pretty fucking awesome.

Creativity and finding my truth have gone hand and hand for me these past couple of years. I create to find my truth and finding my truth helps me create – to create organically, with no agenda or need. Well, sometimes, I have an art job that needs to get done. However, it still feels more like something I want to do and am happy to do. That’s HUGE!

OK, so why the pics of my furniture, other than the fact that they are my creations? I was thinking one day about the process of furniture designing. I doodle. Those doodles turn into potential furniture pieces. I then expand on the ones that speak to me. And I break them down to figure out how to build them – the hardware, the materials, the joinery, the dimensions, etc. I change the design as needed to make it buildable and structural and usable. This is my life. I doodle. Exploring new things. New adventures. I then expand on those that speak to me. And I break them down to figure out if they are truly an extension of me – am I passionate about this? Does it serve me? What support do I need? Can I build on myself and grow as a person? What do I need to do this? I try things. I change them as needed. I trust in the person I’ve created. As I trust in the furniture I’ve created. Both strong. Both beautiful. Both built of energy and love. Hell yeah!

All of these strong, beautiful, energetic and loving creations are for sale by the way. The furniture, that is. Not me ;)

www.etsy.com/shop/firstlightcreative

 

 

LOOK who has emerged …

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Have y’all been wondering where I went? Yeah, me too.

I love blogging … sharing my truth, inspiring others, writing about what I’m feeling or doing or seeing … it’s a beautiful thing. So, seriously, why the hell haven’t I been doing it? Good question. Well, honestly, I am still finding it hard to schedule my life without someone else telling me where I need to be and at what time, so I let some shit go. I am learning to be more patient with myself and accept that this is a learning process. And, at times, I also feel frozen / stuck, not knowing what to do or how to move forward. I want to continue down the path I started down 2 years – doing what I love, making my own schedule, and BLOGGING! Blogging is a creative outlet for me as well, and as I’m writing this, I’m realizing that I have lessened my creative endeavors of all types (although, I will share some creative things soon!). I haven’t been lettering as much, or doodling, or writing, or or or. This seems like a great place to insert a reminder to be patient and accepting with myself. My creativity didn’t just dissolve … a few months not doing it and POOF! GONE! Not so much. I took a break. Not a big deal. Really.

I have also done loads of amazing other things, which I will share in the coming weeks. One being that I turned 40 and had the most amazing celebration. Just had to share that now, cause damn, it was AMAZING.

Catch y’all later. I swear I’ll be back soon …

butterfly WISDOM …

I was outside my house this morning watching, like really watching, this amazing monorchid buterfly (it is actually the one in the photo). That orange and black beauty was a busy bee (or…ummm…butterfly), flying back and forth constantly, only stopping momentarily on a flower or a bush. It flew directly over my head, and at first, I thought it was a leaf falling from a tree. But wait, the leaves aren’t orange yet, silly.

So, I started watching. And it fluttered its wings for a bit, then it coasted, fluttered, coasted … worked, relaxed, worked, relaxed. How beautiful that animals in nature instinctively know how to do that – when to take a break so they can keep doing what they need to do. Humans, not so much. We work, work, work, work, work, (oh Rihanna, you know what I’m sayin’), and then work a little more. Until we crassssshhhhh and in many cases, buuuuuurn. Work for me often means self-work – constantly working to grow and be a happier me, to find my true passion in this life. Yes, that is super amazing work. And it can also be draining for mind, body, soul if I never take the time to rest and let the work integrate. Sometimes you gotta just coast, which could be taking a nap, going to the beach, hanging with friends, watching a movie … it will look different to all of us.

Seeing this butterfly today was a welcome reminder that I need to take breaks as well, to let things flow. I learn from nature everyday, and it always amazes me as if I’m seeing it for the very first time …

SPIRIT never dies …

Recently, my parent’s best friend, Leslie, passed away from cancer. Shortly before she passed, my mom and I were talking about how her body may be gone, yet her spirit will always be around; how it’s harder for the living to cope with death than it is for those who know they are going to die … maybe because they know that they aren’t truly dying. I don’t know and hope not to for a long while actually. Leslie was definitely at peace with her approaching death, and she planned the most amazingly intimate, heartfelt and fun memorial service. She wanted all to celebrate life and the continuation of her spirit. And she did so by throwing herself a damn good party. Good music, a poem reading, a song sung by her daughter-in-law, reading of cards that loved ones sent her, reciting some of Leslie’s last words she specifically and consciously spoke for this moment, a fantastic slideshow of photographs (many older ones, which were so fun to see! Who doesn’t love an old photo?!), and even my parents and her cousin dancing the Lindy at the end … and this was all part of the memorial service. When she told my mom she had to dance at the memorial service, my mom thought she was kidding (and crazy)! That was no joke … Leslie wanted everyone to be joyous and celebrate, so they danced after shedding a whole lot of tears. There is always happiness behind the sadness …

You all know those little laminated cards they give out at funerals/memorials? Of course you do. When I read Leslie’s, it took me back to my conversation with my mom and to what I truly believe about our spirits. I am not an organized religion follower, however, I am a spiritual person who believes there is something higher and more powerful than our human bodies …

Do not stand at my grave
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush;
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

Has someone in your life passed, and shortly after you see a bird at your window that you’ve never seen before? Or you come across a gift they gave you that you’d forgotten you had? These aren’t coincidences. They are signs that their spirit is with you and wants to say hi ;)

Leslie’s son, Chris, sweetly shared that his mom was an angel, and that she’s been on loan for a while. So, now her haloed spirit will be flying all over the place guiding us humans along our path … or maybe simply just to say hi …

let it FLOW …

When I run after what I think I want,

my days are a furnace of stress and anxiety;

if I sit in my own place of patience,

what I need flows to me, and without pain.

From this I understand that

what I want also wants me,

is looking for me and attracting me.

There is a great secret here

for anyone who can grasp it.

~ Shams Tabrizi

let out a big SIGH …

I’ve been seeing a whole bunch of cars with license plates starting with “HAH.” The other day, I was feeling really f’ing tense and pulled into a parking spot next to one of these HAH cars, and I thought shit, that’s my reminder to breathe! So I took a deep breath and let out a big ol’ sigh … haaaaaaah. I had to see a bunch of these license plates before realizing why I was seeing them, but sometimes I need things thrown in my face more than once before I catch on. It’s all good. I’m human.

Funny story: As I was pulling out of the parking lot where I saw the car that caused my epiphany, I thought “I should’ve taken a photo of the plate to accompany my blog post.” But, I was already pulling away, and we were the only 2 cars in the small lot, and I wasn’t looking for creeper-status that day. Now this idea was in my head, so I had to have a photo. I was walking to my car yesterday after work and went down the farther aisle (not anywhere near where my car was parked), away from store entrances, to seek out one of these plates.  Creeper-status in effect. Walked the whole row and nothing. So I turned in between 2 cars, and as I was saying “oh well, this blog post isn’t meant to be right now,” I looked down at the car to my left and guess what????? There she was. HAH. I smiled. I breathed. Thanks universe. Then I crouched down in between 2 car grills like a total creeper and photographed some random person’s license plate, all the while hoping they didn’t come back to their car at that very moment (or anyone else in the surrounding area!). Click, click, click. Go! Like I was never there …

CREATE yo’self …

Make your ideal life yours. You can choose to have whatever you desire in life, so start creating!!!

This card was given to me by my friend, Jordan, and it couldn’t have been any more perfect for me and perfect for where I was in my life. And, it still very much applies now … and always will as the creating will never end. But why would I want it to?!?!

vic, vic, vic, VICTORIOUS …

V is for VICTORY! I was driving to yoga a couple mornings ago and saw a sign along the street – a red V in a white circle. For whatever reason, I thought V is for VICTORY! YAY!!! (Yes, this is how my brain works.) Then, I went to the gym yesterday and a fellow iron-pumper had a shirt on that said “VICTORY”. Then, I was driving to work after pumping iron and happened to turn my head and read one street sign that just so happened to be Victor St. So, this seemed like a “there’s your sign” scenario (literally) and became an absolutely necessary blog post, of course.

It got me thinking about how throughout most of my life, I never recognized my victories, like seriously never. And I had a lot of them. I’ve done a lot of things in hopes that just one of those things would change my life forever and change how I felt about myself. However, without acknowledging any of them, nothing changes. Thankfully, I am no longer that version of myself. I pay gratitude to myself for small things, like taking the time to meditate and for supporting my body and mind throughout a yoga class and for creating beautiful meals for myself every day. These seemingly small tokens of gratitude are actually HUGE victories for me, and I know that they will grow into much more recognition of my life’s victories, both big and small. Even as I write this post, I realize how far I’ve come and how sharing my true self with all of you is a major victory for me. So thank you all for being my inspiration and for helping me (whether you realize it or not) to heal myself. VICTORY!!!

[PS – Man, I love me some Notorious B.I.G.]