A Better Life, Present Moment, Quality of life

Hopes and Dreams

Hopes and dreams. Otherwise, our lives merely exist.

My life is evolving. Much has changed in the past month, and even more in the past week! “The Love Button“, spoke about the opportunity on Facebook to give and receive love. This caused me to take a look at my personal Facebook timeline.

My personal timeline has become my virtual ‘dream board’.

A dream board is commonly used among Entrepreneurs. Years ago, we cut pictures from magazines, and attached them to poster-board. Once complete, the board would be filled with photos, displaying a life beyond our wildest dreams! Today we have technology so,ย  “Hello 2017.”

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This photo popped up on my Facebook news-feed. My heart ran as fast as it could into that photo! My life is simple, so skip the fancy couch. A Yoga mat, or pillow will do just fine. The view is what made my heart squeal with delight!

To live by the sea is a ‘hope and dream’ of mine.

The photo was posted by a Facebook page entitled, Hopes and Dreams, and was ‘liked’, by me immediately. A beautiful soul is behind this page, and we have become fast friends! God can work through photos to reveal what’s in our hearts!

For the past month a handful of Facebook pages, and the people behind them, have caused my heart to sing! Another page is Love Notes. This woman is full of love, hence the name. After hanging out with these ladies for just a few weeks, my timeline became a literal dream-board! This morning, Hopes and Dreams posted this quote by Jung.

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God gives revelation in yearly increments. Once 30 years had passed, I knew my life would change. At the age of 35, my daughter was born, and by 40, my marriage was an unhealthy space for everyone involved. After trying to make it work for 8 more years, God opened a door for us to leave. At 48, my daughter and I began our new life together, with God.

Seeing this quote by Jung stirred up memories. My life continues to change, but is it my life changing, or my soul?ย  Photos on Facebook, and the people posting them, have helped tap open my heart, and awaken dreams. You can see it on my timeline. My soul is awake as well. ‘Hope’, is what keeps us here, but ‘Dreams’ are where the soul wants to go.

To be continued on Bentnotbroken.net

Moving On, Mr. Smith, Quality of life

Past Is Past

Our past refines us, but does not define who we are. We all can make make poor choices The timing of everything is divine and can devastate life as we know it. Be strong and know there is a plan in place and it doesn’t have to be ours.

wastesWhen my alcoholism was at an all time high, there had to be someone watching me because I couldn’t. We lived in a two story home with two steep staircases and I fell down those stairs head first, many a time. The landing was ceramic tile and I may have been bent from it but not broken.

Bad things can happen from the choices we make. I chose to try and navigate the stairs when I knowingly had too much to drink. Even though I woke up sore and bruised and sometimes on the floor instead of the bed, God was watching. This thing called ‘free will’ will can be really painful.

A lot of my friends don’t know I am a recovering alcoholic. To look at me you would never know. I choose to share it in hopes of helping others. It’s been almost 17 years since I had a glass of Chardonnay and I have no desire for it today. God completely removed my craving in an instant.

blog So what about the people who don’t get to hide it. The media feeds off negativity and digs up every ounce of dirt they can get away with. I’m guilty of reading those magazine covers while waiting in line at the store. It’s our choice to believe what we read and we are not supposed to judge.

What we read is one person’s side of the story. Just like these Blogs are my perspective and you can choose whether to believe it or not. There is always more sides to the story if it involves people and not just thought. I rarely name people, except Mr. Smith, but there are a lot of Smith’s.

There is only one Mr. Smith that I know and love, but he has a past. Some of it has been documented for people to see and they enjoy showing me. There are many sides to the stories of his past, but only one that I choose to believe. Years of best intentions gone bad and he has paid a huge price.

The man he is today reflects everything he has gone through. He has the tattoo running down his spine as a reminder of his pain. About a year ago I chose a title for a book I am slowly working on. Getting to know Mr. Smith, he told me about his past. He sent me a picture of the tattoo and it shocked me beyond belief. The words that were written is the title of my book. The man he is today is not his past but people will not let it go. The past made him bent not broken.