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Where is your heart leading you? What is it saying?

In the post, To Be True, I painted a focal wall in my bedroom dark red. This past weekend it began bothering me. It felt as if it were yelling when I walked into the room.

I went to a hardware store that carries paint, and left with a sample of lavender. It was pretty, but after painting the wall, it was bright, and reminded me of a preschool nursery. Going back to the hardware store, I had a cornflower blue in mind, and left with a sample of that. It looked like Carolina Blue once applied, and was not the least amount soothing.

The 3 remaining walls of the bedroom are a pale yellow named Tea. I added some strokes of Tea to the blue and purple, and the photo below was the result. It was good for my soul to blend the 3 colors, on a wall, without any expectations. My heart said, “Leave it alone for a few days.”

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Allowing myself to do this unleashed some creativity, and felt good. My daughter saw it, and gasped with excitement. It broke all the rules growing up, having to be careful around walls. I smiled at her, and encouraged her to do the same, but she’s creative in her own style with her room. She found her perfect color, so she’s creating a wall of photos.

The container the plant was in didn’t make my heart happy, so I chose one that did. That was good because it was sitting in way too much water. This plant was one of the first ones I bought, well actually the second of it’s kind, because I killed the first one.

This plant was bought before the Boston Ferns, and reflects how I felt at the time. It’s a very touchy plant. I haven’t pinpointed it’s exact need. It enjoys light, but not full on sun, and it likes to be sprayed with water, but not too much. We will see how long it lasts, because the plant doesn’t reflct any part of me anymore. After repotting the plant, I knew my color.

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To Be True

Life is beautiful, and we are taking time to cultivate it.

I saw the gradual movement of change. My daughter painted her room, and I fell in love with the feel. Walking into my own room, it didn’t give me that feel. Looking at paint colors, then testing samples, and voila! My room has that feel with completely different colors. How is that possible? We know what feels good, and both rooms do, but on different levels.

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I chose the true red over faded red, to remind myself to be true. The happiness sign hung over my bed, but I moved it to the opposite wall. When I wake up, I lay there for a moment, and ponder it’s meaning for the day. Each day holds different levels of happiness. To get good with that and just be.

I don’t have to jump out of bed anymore, and embrace the day. It’s best for me to travel through the day, and acknowledge uncertainty. People are walking in and out of my life, and I am letting them. Melody Beattie was referring to being in the middle of God’s will. We love God’s will, “but not usually while it’s working itself out.” This is true.

The place we pray to be in is uncomfortable to sit in.

Shades of PINK commented on one of my Facebook posts today with, “Perfect place to ‘BE.'” It was picture perfect. To just ‘be’ is not always how we picture it, or perfect.

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My daughter sent me that Meme. My feelings change from day to day, but God doesn’t change, and I know that to be true.

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I Bought Chocolate

It was 70 degrees and sunny today here in Texas. It may not feel like winter outdoors, but I can tell it’s a different season. There’s a slight bit of hibernation going on in my world, as I ponder what the New Year will bring. I ate way too much chocolate in December, and have not had any in my house for a couple of weeks. I fixed that on the way home this afternoon. deskThis was my desk this morning. As I tried to find a place to set my coffee cup, I scanned the area and laughed outloud. Everything sitting on this side of the desk is something to be written in. I walked up to the desk carrying the journal with the blingy pen, and rested it on the corner. You may recall that one from Simplistic Journaling a few days ago. There are three journals, a large, red leather binder, a couple of pair of glasses and pens in the mix.

By looking at the desk, you can tell, I love to write. Have I always written? Nope.

This Blog is not even two years old. It was a lot of small choices over the years that brought me to where I am today. This Blog has represented my life being pretty and simple, but how did it get to here? The question I was asked today was, “How did the writer get to the point from struggle to pretty?” Well, it all started when I left life as I knew it almost 3 years ago.

hwyI snapped the picture you see here on my way home today. Before I took this, I was driving through Austin, Texas at 4:45 pm. Can you imagine the chaos? Being in all that traffic gave me a feeling of what my life was like before this Blog. Getting through it knowing there is beauty on the other side of it. I enjoy visiting the city, but I enjoy a simple, pretty life more.

If you are looking to simplify your life, you’re at the right place. It was probably one of the biggest and toughest decisions I ever made, but it has completely changed my life. My hope is you will be encouraged on your journey, know you’re not alone and just be happy.

 

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tis The Season

Walking through the house this morning making my way to the Keurig, it had a different feel and smell. My daughter and I purchased a Christmas tree last night, and it was standing in the corner filling the room with its presence.It has no lights or ornaments to help it stand out but it’s hard not to notice it. I realize God’s presence the same as that tree.

blogIt’s amazing how much my life has changed in one year. The most obvious is living in a different house than before, but change is not always obvious. For me change is a lot of small decisions followed by some type of action. It’s like doing the ‘next right thing’ continuously.

When I left my 25 year marriage, a lot of stuff stayed behind. My ex is moving and had everything he didn’t want to take piled up inside the garage. He told me I could go through and take what I wanted. I stood there and looked at all that stuff we collected over the years and smiled.

It was interesting to see what he found worthy of the new house and what he left behind. He will store most of it because of their worth, but I thought I had to have my red clock. It resembles a giant pocket watch hanging from a chain attached to a wrought iron arm. I took it home.

Spending most of my morning trying to find a good spot to hang this unique clock from my past. What was I thinking?

I tried two locations, and neither of them worked. The first place I tried revealed rather quickly that it wouldn’t take the weight of it, so I stopped before messing up the wall too badly. The second try produced a forced hanging of stabilizing the hole with an anchor before inserting the screw. I was determined to hang this clock! It hung, and I didn’t like it. Walking around looking at it from different angles and trying to make it fit in my life. Sound familiar?

I took it down. Now there are two large holes in the wall. They can be filled and touched up with paint. I’d rather have two holes than something hanging around that doesn’t fit or bring me joy. I will find someone to give it to this season.

When there is change, sometimes it can leave what feels like holes inside us. God can and always has filled the holes.

blackandwhiteBarbara is a writer, Entrepreneur and Mom to her 16-year-old daughter. She loves dipping cookies in her coffee in the morning and will only eat cake with real buttercream icing. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name given. 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

What Am I

I am a private person. A private person with a passion for helping others. That doesn’t make much sense, but today God yanked me out of my box. I sat here taking the simplest of steps and watching as God does what only He can do.

blogI am a child of the one true King. He leads and guides my steps as long as I let Him. It’s easy to step in the way and try to run the show myself, but that normally doesn’t end well! Today, He grabbed me and started running. It was all I could do to keep up and it was mind blowing!

Two years ago I went through a process of shedding the old me and welcoming the new. Sorting through my past and keeping only what was beneficial. Afterwards, I was offered the opportunity to become a Coach of Letting Go. That was two years ago and we’re just now getting started.

The process took time and getting certified did too. A year ago I created this Blog spot and named it Letitgocoach. Finding the name started by using the words Let It Go, but none of those were available so I mashed it all together with Coach and it took. I had become a Letitgocoach by name.blog1

Then came the Facebook page. A year ago again, I created a community for people to be encouraged. It has grown over time and is just starting to really get noticed. Someone from that page contacted me. He asked me what prompted me to start it, so I told him, ‘God did. I’m an encourager and I’m a Coach.’ He had no clue by looking at the page that I am a Coach.

I went into the settings of the page and pulled the three words together that said, ‘Let It Go’. and added ‘Coach’. I changed the category from ‘Community’ to ‘Coach’. When I clicked ‘save changes’, it reloaded and my page transformed into saying ‘Letitgocoach‘, and that I am a ‘Coach’.

It changed right before my eyes. There are other Coaches out there that do similar work as me, but only one Letitgocoach. When we step into God’s will, He will show us what we need to become everything He has planned. I guess He saved that one word for me.

 

blackandwhiteBarbara is a writer and loves being a Mom to her 15 year old daughter. It’s a dream come true for her to be a Let It Go Coach and helping others enjoy their lives. She hosts Workshops, does one on one Coaching and is working on her first book.  You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com