My Recent Dose of Vitamin See

My sister sent out a newsletter last week on Vitamin See, essentially describing that we have forgotten how utterly important is to be seen, adored on and loved upon. A bit of buttering up can go a long way in regards to feeding the soul. I am happy to report that after this past week, my Vitamin See levels are threw the roof right now.

I have literally received more praise and uprides in the past week than I can count. I am humbled and truly blessed to have these people in my life that will take the time to share with me how important I am to them. Who does that these days? Who do you have in your life that says, "thank you" from their soul?

I don't find it unusual that this past week I put myself "out there" for the first time on Facebook (stepped out of my comfort zone and away from the B.S. chatter in my head that tried to convince me otherwise) and then synchronistically I am being showered with attention, praise and adoration.

I have friends bragging that they even know me. I sent a birthday card last week (a pretty damn funny one at that) and I wondered if my friend received it, that same day I got a thank you card from her thanking me for the funniest card she had ever gotten in her life. That one still get's me, I actually got a thank you card for a card, no gift, no money, just a gesture and she took the time to praise me for it. My husband sent me an email adoring me, for some women this may seem ordinary for us it's extraordinary. I had a girlfriend over for dinner last night and of her own accord she opened up to me and reflected back to me all the amazing things she sees in me and her vision of how my gifts can best serve the world. HELLO!!! Am I still on planet Earth here? Just writing it makes it seem so un-bleeping-believable.

So if you are reading this, you must know me on some personal level (since this blog is so new and word isn't out just yet that it's the next big thing). If that's the case you know that the person writing this right now has not always been the person behind the wheel. I was all over the place before, a f-ing mess to say the least. Happy one second, psycho the next, sweet and sincere followed up by utter bitch, the traits go on but let's not harp on them please.

The point is you know that I am in probably one of the biggest fluxes of my life, it's exciting, it's full of amazing moments, it's a thrill ride and I can never say enough about how I am so thankful for knowing every single one of you. I want to give all of you a dose of Vitamin See. You have stuck by me through some pretty terrible stuff. You have put up with some vicious mood swings and attacks. You have held my hand, kissed me, hugged me, stroked my hair, wrote to me, texted me, left me voicemails, supported me, listened to me and ultimately you have all made me smile. I have seen ALL of you for all that you have to offer and feel the potential in all of you.

Consider yourselves SEEN.

MWAH!!! xoxo

I'm Dissing my List and Playing BIG

I’m am super excited to reignite my commitment to this blog. This little space in the massive sea of the internet that I’ve carved out all for myself. I can remember back to when I thought of starting a blog, then went into overwhelm on the options and ultimately took action on the simplest format so that the vision I had of writing could just “be”. More on that later.

Now I’m embarking on a new journey I’m pumped to be sharing it with you. It’s a two part process. In step one I will be eliminating the above-mentioned “overwhelm” stage of planning and in step two I will make this blog the best damn blog it can be.

How the Universe Delivers

Thank you, thank you and thank you. I truly cannot thank the Universe enough it never let's me down. Let me give you some background. Like my bio explains, I am a pharmacist that is looking for something more fulfilling, literally a work experience that feeds my soul. I am dabbling in life coaching taking classes and I have a life coach of my own. She has really been by my side aiding me to create space for new experiences to flow to me by clearing out the clutter of my physical and mental/emotional worlds.

Recently though, things haven't been going so well in the sense that I don't feel as if we are vibing with one another as we used to. Change and letting go are hard things to initiate and experience, but the outcome is always so much more than anything our scary mind can put together. Just before my last coaching session I had an epiphany, a truly uplifting experience and I had gone into that session soaring to the point that the appointment begged me to settle into my own skin even though I wasn't quite ready. We began though as usual and by the time that session was over I felt terrible. I was bogged down by all the "real life" stuff she told me was still on my plate regardless of how uplifted I had felt, that no matter what I would have to deal with that plate before anything else could really take off. I ended it feeling heavy with doubt and annoyed that I had actually just paid for this experience.

My Perspective Cap

When I went to Canyon Ranch in September of 2009, I thought I had that place all figured out. I had read every page of their website and had flipped through the catalog they mailed me at least a dozen times to pick out all my extracurricular activities. So when they called to discuss my visit I assured them I was all set. I arrived on a Sunday and by Monday midmorning I was sitting in my program advisor’s office rescheduling most of my week. What changed for me was something I was obviously not anticipating I had heard the Spiritual Advisor, Jonathan, speak and knew immediately I needed help.

Here are exerts from an update I emailed him 7 months later:

…You came and spoke to us on Monday, you drew a wheel on the board and split it into 4 pies one of which represented our spirit. This is what sparked me to come to you. When we met, you asked me to tell you a little bit about myself. I told you that my spirit pie was lacking or none existent, so when my wheel turned it made a tha-thunk sound where the spirit pie should have been. You thought that was funny. I am a funny person. I also told you that one of my parents was raised protestant the other Roman Catholic, but my father died an atheist and my mother is now a Buddhist…You proceeded to give me a description of spirituality, the modes through which you can take the journey and the levels of which people can get into it. More drawing went on another circle and triangles too. Don't get the wrong idea, I loved every minute of it and still have my pictures and have since read your book I got one of the first copies. Your prescription to me was to find joy. I asked, "What are we talkin’ here, once a week or so?" You looked at me with a bit of pity, but smiled and said, "let's try for twice a day." Well, that was a stretch for me, but I promised you I would do it.

What do you believe?

Our beliefs, limiting or empowering, are our filter through which we interact with reality. For example, two people can observe the same set of circumstances and walk away with two totally different views as to what they witnessed, this is due to each of their own individual beliefs playing a crucial role in the interpretation. Regardless of the belief, they work the same, “I’m so likable” and “It’s hard to meet new people”, will yield two separate sets of experiences in identical settings. The situations are molded by our subconscious to yield a reality that suits our beliefs.

I was reading an Abraham-Hicks’ book called The Amazing Power of Deliberate Intent. In that book, they discuss the idea that your beliefs are the blocks to not receiving all that you desire. Beliefs such as, deservability, there not being enough, losing weight is hard, etc, etc. I thought that this was interesting, but I also put that book down and moved on with my life. Desiring to work on my beliefs but never setting aside the time to do so (I’m a full time working mother of a four year old). Instead, I forgot entirely about the concept.

A Little Thing Called Gratitude

In the summer of 2002, my father came to Colorado and spent his entire vacation painting the interior of my house. Shortly thereafter, he got a thank you card from my then boyfriend, thanking him for all he had done that week and having sacrificed a vacation. My father in turn called my sister and had a conversation that sounded a little like this,
“Don sent me a thank you card for helping them paint the house,” he said sounding confused.
“That’s great Dad.”
Worried he asked, “What do I do?”
“What do you mean?”
“Should I write back? I’ve never gotten a card like that before.”
He died just one year later. He lived for 68 years, called Thanksgiving his favorite holiday, yet didn’t truly understand the concept of appreciation, giving or receiving it. This one's for you Dad.

100% ME

Rereading my first post for inspiration on the second, I realized it made me seem so serene. I actually laughed out loud. I wrote that post a week ago today. I had an amazing week of just feeling so uplifted and inspired. I basked in that pretty much Tuesday through Friday. One night I kept my husband up bragging about how good it felt to be receiving such amazing feedback from people. Then came Saturday, can you hear the background music (dun-dun-duuuuun).