Trust the Wait

I didn’t do my Morning Pages this morning. I spent time with my daughter before she left for her college classes. Wednesday’s are like that.

I’m still haunted by yesterday’s Morning Pages.

It was basically three pages of questions. Then later in the day I saw these words, “Choose uncertainty over unhappiness.” That is what I chose to do. 

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Every thought turned into a question mark.

I envisioned scooping the question marks off the page and into my hand. Then I threw them up in the air as if saying, “Let it all go and see what stays.”

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This morning I came across a Blog I posted four years ago, and re-posted two years later. What’s funny is I cannot recall what was happening in my life at the time of the post. Reading it gave me the feeling of staring up at a giant while holding a slingshot. Whatever it was is no longer here, and wasn’t memorable. You can read the post here.

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It’s a change of season and with that uncertainty can visit. That doesn’t mean it has permission to drag us over into unhappiness.

Today my lovely, just trust the wait.

The Bounce Box

My daughter and I have this thing going on with the box of Bounce dryer sheets. Every time I reach in the cabinet to retrieve the box, the lid of the box is mashed in. It makes me smile when I see it.

It shows me my daughter has her own way of doing things. When I use the bounce box, I ‘tuck’ the lid in, but she just mashes it. I’ve never showed her how to properly close the box, so she adapted her own way.

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She’s growing up, and doesn’t ask very often how to do things anymore. I’m glad. I’m not the type of Mother that believes it has to be done a certain way.

I want her to find her own way.

Maybe I will find her way better and mash the lid down too! If I was the last person to use it, she sees that it’s tucked, so she can choose to tuck it instead.

I’m not going to ask her to conform.

We have our own way of doing things, but at least they get done. You just keep doing you darling because it makes me smile. Just like my boss told me, “It’s only Pizza!“, this is only the bounce box!

Lesson One of Letting Go

I didn’t have plans of becoming a coach. In my mind, there are plenty of coaches already, but when I began Blogging, Letitgocoach was the domain name available, and it fit.

At the time, I was going through a series of Letting Go lessons, and was approached about becoming certified. Once the lessons were complete, and I had let go of all excess baggage, it seemed like the next right thing to do.

With the help of a friend, I made it through the certification, but I’ve had those lessons sitting on this laptop for years. They’re not helping anyone just sitting, so let’s change that! I’m reformatting them, and adding some personal touches.

Lesson One is an Intro to Letting Go, and Letting Go of Negativity. I’m offering this lesson to you for free!

The lessons were written by a brilliant mind, Sheldon Ginsberg, of the Institute of Energy-Based Health. Even if you don’t believe to be a negative person, just reading his take on the mindset is a fascinating read. He has given me permission to reformat the lessons, and there will be ten, once complete. I will post here when more are ready.

If you are interested leave a comment, or send an email to Letitgocoach@gmail.com.

There came a day she grew into the name, Letitgocoach.

Pieces of Me

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Last year, I let it all go, to see what stayed.

I believe a lot of people are trying to decide what they want to do with their life. I asked a friend, “What were you doing, and at what point in your life were you doing it, that made your heart happy?” We can go back and see what’s there.

My most favorite job was working in a custom frame shop.

It was my first real job, in my 20’s, and I loved cutting glass.

In my 30’s, I was visiting a friend, and she took me on a tour of her stained glass studio. She has just begun making it, and had a few pieces hanging in her home. I loved the way the light came through, and became colored light.

She was a good bit older than me, and her kids were grown.

I admired her for doing this later in life, like there were no rules on when to begin. Visiting with her that day planted a seed in my heart. Now, some twenty years later, I have taken my first stained glass class. It was a basic cutting class, and there I was, loving the sound of the glass being scored. Breaking it into desired the pieces.

The teacher strolled by and said, “You are a natural at this.”

There was a next level class to take, but it had a waiting list. The teacher put my name on the list, but I didn’t think much about it. As life would have it, I forgot about it until they called with an opening, asking if I was interested.

The class starts next week, so I went in yesterday to choose a pattern of what to make. This class walks you through from start to finish. There are four classes total. One a week, with practice in between. I get to practice breaking things.

Letting go of the pieces of me that have accumulated over the years, revealed a piece lost, and forgotten. Here’s to making something beautiful with the broken pieces.

 

Living with Ambiguity

“Sometimes the picture isn’t finished yet.”

“Ideas, possibilities, hopes, dreams float around, circling us like asteroids around a planet. We may think events in our lives are happening aimlessly, without purpose. All we see are disconnected, floating blobs.”

“We reach for them, try to grab them in our hands so we can connect them, force them into a whole, force them into a picture we can see, something that makes sense.”

“Let the pieces be. Let yourself be. Let life be.”

“Sometimes, chaos needs to precede order. The pieces will come together in a picture that makes sense, in a beautiful work of art that pleases.”

“You don’t have to force the pieces to fit together if it’s not time. You don’t have to know. There is power in letting go.

“Power in waiting. Power in stillness. Power in trust. There is power in letting the disconnected pieces be until they settle into a whole. The action you are to take will appear.”

“Timely. Clearly. What you’re to do will become clear.”

(Excerpt from Melody Beattie~Journey to the Heart)

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Just Believe

Housekeeping walked into my hotel room this morning, and exclaimed, “It smells so good in here!” I don’t know if it was the candle, or the lotion I had just put on, but either way, it smelled like home.

I keep telling myself, “I don’t have to write about Cancer anymore!”

Then, I go and read something where someone is struggling, and feel led to write. You are as free as you allow yourself to be. Your doctor will never tell you those words you long to hear. I don’t know if it’s a legal issue, or a moral issue, but they cannot say, “You are Cancer Free.” If you have done all that you can do, then it’s time to trust God that you are.

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I was listening to a lady yesterday, and she was referring to some things she wanted to do around her home. Her life is busy right now, which is fine to have that season, but don’t wait. We are not promised tomorrow, so if you are waiting for ‘one day’, that day is today.

I value my time more now, and will change my plans in a heartbeat. It’s about having peace in your bones. If I start doing something, or am getting ready to go somewhere, and I lose my peace…it’s time to be still. I changed my evening plans to work on my book, which I believe God wants me to do while I’m here. It’s peaceful, and I am filled with peace.

Just believe. When there is no one that will validate, just believe you are Cancer free.

Barbara is a Writer, a Mom to her 17-year-old daughter, a recent Breast Cancer survivor, and she loves God. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name that stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. Her life is beautiful, and an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com

 

To Be Missed

My daughter’s boyfriend is from Missouri. They spent 7 days together over Christmas break. She drove him to the airport yesterday, and returned home with a tear stained face.

They have maintained this long distance relationship for 15 months. He is 19, and she is 17, but they are mature for their ages. I’m encouraging her to write about how they do this.

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When she came home yesterday evening, I just gave her some space. She cried some more, and I took her tissues. I wanted her to cry and much as she needed, and to feel what was going on. Missing someone is a painful experience, but I would rather have someone to miss than to not. I told her, “It’s good that you miss him. I would be worried if you didn’t.”

Thanks to the almighty airline miles, they get to see one another often. Maybe not as much as they would like, but I believe they are blessed. Once every two, or three months, they reconnect face to face. Their love for one another comes easily, and is refreshing to watch.

I believe that is the way it should be. Love should come easily.

I know people that will have a hard time receiving love because of their idea of how they should be loved. What if you let go of those ideas, and just allowed yourself to be loved? I believe you would be pleasantly surprised how simple it is. This doesn’t mean downsizing your values, but you may need to let go of some expectations on what love should look like.

Ephesians 4:2 says, “Be completely humble, and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.” I have found this to be true. Humble, gentle, patient and bearing.

My daughter will see her guy again soon. In the meantime, they will live their lives to the best of their ability, but keep a space in their hearts for one another. It’s good to be missed.

 

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Barbara is a Writer, a Mom to her 17-year-old daughter, and loves God. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name that stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. She found out in March of this year that she has Breast Cancer. She has completed Chemo, and is starting Radiation. Her life is beautiful, and an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com