November Soul Reset

One of my favorite writers is SC Lourie.

When she writes, the words pour from her very soul. I received an email from her and wish to share it because November is the time for a soul reset.

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It begins November 1st, but no stress darling.

I’ve walked many a journey with Sam, and she moves gently. Would love to have you join me on this journey. Here is the link. Much love, Barb. xx

Catching a Glimpse

Note to self: “Bake cookies the day before she gets home.”

So the house doesn’t smell like fresh baked cookies when she walks in. The smells lingers, and she’ll ask if I had cookies with my coffee. I’m prepared to be fussed at.

Stepping into the hallway this morning, it felt chilly.

At first, I thought the air was turned down too low, but the air conditioning wasn’t running. The house was quiet and the air felt cool, and crisp. It reminded me fall is coming.

August in Texas means heat, but it was sweet catching a glimpse.

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A Good Problem

Blogging is like having a public journal.

Blogging has worked, because I kept misplacing journals whenever we moved. Writing publicly is healing, and can help others heal, so yes, it’s like letting everyone read your journal. I am behind, so let’s take some time to catch up.

I promised a friend I would write about this, so here it is E!

In August, I read a book by Melodie Beattie entitled, Make Miracles in Forty Days. You may be aware, I’m a huge Melody fan, and treasure all her books, but this one intrigued me. I believe in miracles, and believe I’m a walking miracle, so I read the book, and did what she said.

At first glance it seemed like another gratitude list exercise, but there’s a twist! You write what you’re grateful for, but you also write what you’re NOT grateful for.

On August 26th my writing began. At first it was habitual to list everything I was grateful for. Referring back to the book, I learned how to phrase things that were bothering me. Here are a few examples, along with their outcome.

You begin by writing, “I am grateful today that…”

My doctor wants to see me, even though I don’t know why. (The miracle is they were not alarmed by my mammogram and agreed to see me In Six Months)

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I have a dependable job, and get to work from home, even though I would like to make more money. (I was offered a new job)

I love my home, but would like for my daughter to live closer to town, her friends, and her father. (We are moving into a new home, near the lake, January 1st) I love the lake.

You get the idea. I’m grateful for a beautiful life, and this exercise helped open my heart, and mind for changes that needed to be made. The journaling continued longer than 40 days, because I still do it today. You can also do this with a friend via email. To just stay grateful, and let God work.

I told a friend, “I don’t know how many more of God’s blessings I can take!

That is a good problem to have.

The Wanna List

It was a beautiful weekend. I stayed home, and did whatever made my heart happy. It’s refreshing at this stage of my life to have no more ‘to do’ list. Instead, there is a ‘wanna’ list.

Throughout the day, I would see something that could to be done, and ask myself, “Do I wanna do that?” My daughter painted the walls of her bedroom last week, so now the trim looks dingy. The man at the paint store gave her a quart of, ‘Whitest White’, to try. Did I wanna paint trim, and surprise her when she arrived home from her Dad’s? Not really.

I grabbed a wooden plant stand she has in her room, and took it to the porch. My vision was to paint it using the white to see if she wanted something that bright in her room, before painting miles of trim. Dipping the paint brush into the can, and doing light strokes across the top shelf, it didn’t cover the surface completely. You could see the original color peeping through, which complimented her room as is.  I continued with light strokes on all three shelves, and boom!

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It took all of 10 minutes, and I believe she will be pleased.

That is how I spent the weekend. Giving my life a light touch.

In the post entitled, Dream While Awake, we talk about de-cluttering, and making room for more. We already have more than enough ‘things’ lovely, so that’s not the point.

It really is de-cluttering our minds, and hearts, to make room for more of what brings us joy! You can see from the picture, my daughter is into plants. She has collected a few easy ones, because neither of us have good luck with them. We love them to death. Literally. Plants take a light, loving touch.

This Spring, my daughter had a vision for our front porch. We have two hooks to hang plants from, and she requested Boston Ferns. My initial reaction was, “I can probably kill those quickly!” I have never been able to keep one alive, but my guess would be, I tried too hard. Like a lot of things in my life before now. I bought one, hung it on the porch, and she was happy. It’s been easy to care for, but she gently reminded me there is one more hook. This weekend, I gazed at the empty hook, and just knew it didn’t need to be empty.

I gave myself time with the one and only fern. Telling myself, “If I can keep it alive and flourishing, it would receive a companion.” My daughter’s vision has become a reality.

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My daughter and I are so well connected, the things that make my heart happy, make her heart happy too. Speaking of heart happy. This will make your heart soar. SC Lourie’s new journal, “How the Light Gets Out,” is available now! This journal is so beautiful, I have been carrying it from room to room for over a month. You can view and purchase it here.

This journal brings me joy! SC Lourie is one of my favorite writer’s and she’s an inspiration to me. You may know her as ButterfliesandPebbles. The pages of her journal are so beautiful, I haven’t felt led to write in it! It’s not that I’m afraid to use it because I surely will, but it waters my soul just as it is.

Lastnight, as my weekend was coming to a close, I sat and flipped through the pages. When I saw this page, I was happy to see we were on the same page. Hah! (Good pun). SC Lourie had summed up my weekend, and my life. It says, “What do you wanna, darling?” I’ll just leave that here.

Peace with the Pieces

My disclaimer is I am on my third cup of coffee. This is rare for me these days, as I’m becoming more aware of how I treat my body. I am truly in a season of caring for myself.

So, I am excited about taking a journey with SC Lourie. It’s a 60 day journey about being Tender to My Soul. She is offering it at half price, and this is the last week of the special.

peaceAs I was reading over the Introduction again this morning, these words resonated with me. “Peace with the pieces.” Do those words resonate with you as well?

I was speaking with someone yesterday, and they were so proud of their friend. “She is a certified Life Coach”, is what they announced. I have that piece of paper too, but that doesn’t make me qualified to be your coach.

Someone once told me I have had an unpredictable life. That is an interesting way of describing my journey, and it made me smile. The only thing I have known for certain is, God has been with me every step of the way.

Learning to let go and actually enjoying the journey is what occurred. It hasn’t been a bed of roses everyday, but even those days have made me better in some way. Every step of my life has brought me to where I am today. I can honestly say, the last three years have been the most memorable and beautiful. So, now what to do with the pieces for this year.

Barbara is a writer, Entrepreneur and Mom to her 16-year-old daughter. She loves dipping cookies in her coffee in the morning and has a pretty healthy obsession for chocolate. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was what stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. Her life today is an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com

 

 

 

 

Just Being Me

There is a reason it feels good to be loved when we are going through pain. That is why we go to a funeral home, to see the family of the deceased, to show them care and help them through their loss. It’s human nature to want to isolate and be alone to lick our wounds, but that doesn’t heal, it only forms a scab. Love will heal our wounds, but we have to be loved very well and with no agendas.

blogI love the way SC Lourie writes. It’s like her very soul breathes and forms words on paper. Plus, she begins each writing with the word, ‘darling’, in the opening line. Being from Texas, I find that to be sweet.

Do you ever feel accused of changing?

We do change, but I believe it’s a peeling process. God creates us to be whole and promises that we are enough. The outside world comes at us and our being can become hidden. Do we allow the world to change us, which is stealing our natural state of being, or do we continually look inside and release new parts of what was already there?

I believe love is very healing. No matter what has happened in our past, if we can come to terms with who we really are, and love ourselves, healing begins. To let go of every negative feeling and thought, and what other people think and say about us. To get to know your one true self and be good with sitting in your own skin.

I look back at this journey I began a couple of years ago, and it’s miraculous seeing the life I have today. It’s not what I did so much as what I gave up. Letting go of past hurts, peoples words and opinions about me. If they’re talking about the person they once knew, I’m not her anymore.  I have changed. I was in there all along, but time, patience and love is bringing her out to fully blossom. I had to stop being a magnet for the world to latch onto, and just be me.

Meanwhile in Texas

My Sunday started early. Coffee in hand out to the porch to watch the day light up. Late yesterday evening, I broke a water pipe outside. I was grateful to be directed to the water shut off and that the explosion of water was outdoors.

My first thought was, “Let’s see if I can fix it.” Three years ago, I had a barn full of a little bit of everything. There was rubber cement for fixing this PVC elbow that had popped off. That barn is no longer a part of my life, so I called the man who built this house. He called a friend to come out early this morning, which he did. We now have water again.

blogI used to be good at fixing things. I guess I still am, but today, I try not to break anything to the point of having to fix it. Accidents happen, just like that PVC cap popping off from the pressure of the water hose attached.

My experiences have taught me well and I continue to learn from them everyday. Everything happens for a reason, so every word spoken or not spoken and every action or non action has meaning to me. By watching, listening and waiting, time reveals all. I don’t always need an explosion.

I don’t want to fix situations or people today. Using a tool to repair a broken object brings satisfaction, but not in people. I cannot fix people. They can only fix themselves. Being a coach allows me the privilege of walking with them along the path of change. What we do in the present moment, dictates what follows in the next few moments. Be still and enjoy the moment.