Dare to Believe

Is there a dream in your heart?

They say a dream will never leave you, unlike an ‘idea’ we soon forget. You will have ideas toward your dream. Stepping stones. Jot them down.

That dream that God placed in my heart…It’s still there. When I need encouragement toward my dream, I pull it up in my mind and see it instantly and clearly, although God showed it to me years ago.

It’s always the exact same, like watching a rerun.

I am my own worst enemy for my dream. I could quit it at any given time.

Go Back to the Beginning

“If you’re not willing to begin at the beginning, you’ll never end up at the ending.”~Christine Caine

The end of August, I stepped off the beaten path and changed the name of this Blog, but a week ago, I changed it back. I didn’t think up the name Letitgocoach. It was the only name available on WordPress with the words, ‘let it go’. God knows what He’s doing, even when we don’t.

Someone in my life at the time laughed at that name. He thought it was absurd. Let them laugh.

They may look at you like you’re a nut, but to an Oak tree, you’re everything.

Hold Onto the Dream

Now that you are daring to dream, there is something else you need to encompass.

BELIEVE.

Sounds simple right? It is, but you are going to go through tests. Pass those tests. Just get through them to the very best of your ability. Every test will make you stronger, better and quicker for the next one.

Dreamers can live in a lonely world.

Listen to motivational speakers. Read uplifting books, and Blogs. Look at people who have already achieved a similar dream, and learn from them.

Keep people in your life who love you, motivate you, encourage you, inspire you, enhance you, and make you happy.

I continually let people walk out of my life.

Let Go of the Plan

I would venture to guess no football team won the Super Bowl their first year of playing. It takes years of dedication. The same with Olympic Gold Medalists. They have that dream at a young age.

How long have you had your dream?

Maybe it’s not happening as quickly as you planned, but continue laying your hand to it. Use your gift, let go of those pesky expectations, and believe.

Success is when our preparation, and God’s timing meet on the journey.

Over the years, God has given me success. At some point in the journey I’d always ask, “What is keeping me from everything you have for me?”

Each time I felt like it was my impatience.

God is the light and we are the shadow.

Life is a journey. The destination is the dream.

Dare to Believe.

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.

My Kinda Stupid

This has been sitting in my drafts for a couple of weeks. Some moments in life can cause us to look stupid. Maybe it just took time for me to share my stupid.

This has become the big laugh in our home. When you hear the whole story, you have my permission to say, “Stupid gurl.” Lol

But you know I am gonna get a God lesson out of it, and that is what I really want to share. It all started when I gave my dog a bath.

We live in this 1940’s Farmhouse, and the tub has the original lever built in that closes the drain. It also has a manual stopper that you press down to stop the water from leaving.

After my dog was bathed, I unplugged the stopper from the drain, but it didn’t drain. We’ve had a lot of rain recently, so I thought maybe it was clogged with mud from outside. I asked my landlord to look at it. He said it was clogged so he unclogged it, but my tub still wouldn’t drain. You see how I asked for help, but even that didn’t fix my problem?

I took matters into my own ‘fix it’ hands, and drove down to the store, and came home with a bottle of Drano. Following the directions on the back of the bottle, I was already looking forward to my shower. I poured half the bottle down the drain, and waited.

My daughter is very particular about following directions on the back of bottles. Especially toxic chemicals, so I told her I wouldn’t plunge it. It says not to on the bottle, but oh, how I really wanted to! I had been waiting, so I wanted it to unclog right now!

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I was sitting on the side of the tub, and I remembered it said to pour hot water down the drain. My mother used to heat the water in a kettle, because the water coming out of our pipes are not heated to the intensity to scald us, so I heated up a kettle of water.

As I was doing this I was realizing that I don’t want to get to a point in my life where God has to do all this to me for me to obey. The Drano, scalding hot water, and please don’t plunge me! There have been times where I felt stupid, because I didn’t want to see the reality of the situation.

God has used the plunger on me before, but I hope I have learned enough that He doesn’t have to do that today. Actually, I hope I don’t allow myself to become clogged again.

As I was sitting on the side of the tub, I noticed the old, built in lever was pointing upward. I didn’t recall messing with the lever, but I must have because it had moved. I didn’t think the lever would close the drain on this old house, but I guess it had enough strength left in it to do just that.

I reached over, pressed it down with one finger, and all the water went rushing down the drain. How simple was that? Every time my landlord asks, “How is your drain? Is it still doing okay?”, I laugh outloud at how silly the entire ordeal was, but it made me realize how difficult I can make life, and how simple it is to just go with the flow.

Repeat If Desired

I saw how much control I have over my life when I can’t even get my little dog to go outside and pee. It’s raining here, so when I open the door, he just looks outside, and then looks at me like, “Woman? Can you not see the sky is falling?!?” He’s sitting in his bed with his legs crossed.

Tea it is. I fixed a piping hot assortment of tea, in my press, and here I am.

My daughter is strumming her guitar in the next room, and singing along with Ed Sheeran, as she learns one of his new songs. His new album was released yesterday, but since we pre-ordered the album, she was able to download some of his songs beforehand. She is learning to play this one entitled, How Would You Feel, and it turns my heart into mush.

It’s been an emotion filled week, and Ed’s new album is not helping any!!!

In my last post, you will note that my daughter dyed my hair. She placed this special shampoo in the shower for me to use. It would over time brighten the color, and take some of the brassiness away. Reading the directions on the back of the bottle, I appreciated the words ‘Repeat if Desired’. I recalled what I had just written, and asked her to try it again.

download-1 — Don’t get excited. This is not me. This is the hair color we desire.

The color I have now, is about halfway to the point of this pic. My daughter saw that my hair was not taking in enough bleach lastnight, and asked if she could put on more. I said, ‘No.’ You know why? I got scared. Did I want that drastic of a change?

I like change, but I like to have breath in between. I saw a huge change in my hair color this morning, and I liked it. You can always add more of something, but it’s difficult to scrape that away. I played it safe, but now I’m ready to go for more.

I desire a certain result, or closer to it anyways, so bring on the bleach!. The worst thing that could happen is all my hair falls out, but I’ve been bald thanks to Chemo, so that doesn’t scare me. What scares me more, is not chasing after my desire.

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

Try It Again

I woke up this morning with purple hair. My daughter bleached it, and colored it purple. We went kinda light with the bleach, so it’s more of an orange, and lavender mass.

It doesn’t matter to me how many colors it is. Just a few months ago, I was bald, so I’m grateful just to have hair. My daughter had a blast doing it, and thanked me many times.

It was a moment between us that we won’t soon forget. Mainly because everytime she looks at me, or I walk by a mirror, the hair serves as a reminder of the moment. She is already studying the outcome, and saying what she would do different if she was to try it again.

I filled the coffee pot lastnight, and set it to automatically make the coffee this morning before I woke up. I do this sometimes while I wait for my daughter to get up and make me a pour over mug. I know how to make a pour over, but for some reason hers taste better.

I woke up before the coffee maker was set to go off, so I hit the button manually. Shortly, I heard it beep like it was ready but, it didn’t look ready. There was half as much liquid to the amount of water I poured in the night before. I lifted the lid to look at the basket of grounds, and they were flooded. The water had not properly drained through the basket into the pot.

I was half asleep when I walked into the kitchen, and paid no attention to the position of the pot. You have to engage the pot completely into the maker for it to work properly. There is a lever that the pot presses against to create a seamless flow. The pot wasn’t sitting where it was supposed to be to receive that continuous flow. Are we still talking about coffee?!?

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I could have settled for what the coffee maker gave me, which was not good coffee. Holding the pot up to the light revealed it was full of grounds. Did I want to pour into me coffee liquid, or grounds? I dumped that pot out, and made a fresh one that I would be happy with.

I thought, oh I can still drink it. “It’s not that bad”, or ‘It’ll be okay.” God is not in the ‘Okay’ bizness. Ephesians 3: 20-21 in the Message: 20-21 God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.

I enjoyed my fresh pot of coffee, and my hair color is fun. It’s good to know when there is an area in my life that doesn’t bring me happiness, I get to try again. This time with God.

Big Gurl

My comment yesterday about the human cock, worried some friends. Maybe they think I’m going to start writing about my sex life, and turn x-rated. I don’t feel a need to give you the details of something so sacred to me. Some things are best kept in the bedroom.

In finding a more authentic me, do I need to spill my guts?

If so, it will fall to the pages of a journal. You read about my past loves quite frequently, but I don’t use their name. What you read is what I learned from the encounter, not always the encounter itself. I wasn’t ready for most of what happened in my life, so why would I expect you to be. Placing a name to the feelings I may be wrestling with is like blaming them for what I feel. No darling. I’m a big girl, and I make my own choices.

I feel at a very infinite level. There is scar tissue inside of me, not only from the Breast Cancer, but life itself. The scars are proof enough I showed up for it, and you get to read the beauty of it. There is enough hurt in the world. I am here to share the healing.

Boxes

Boxes are a handy item to have on hand. We use them to store things that are precious to us, and organize our lives. Have you opened a box that was taped up and stored long ago? What did the contents look like inside? I have found that the items looked more worn out from being in the box, than they did before I put them in. Are boxes protection from life?

I was at Target after Christmas. I know you guys are thinking you need to do a Target intervention with me, but it’s all good. It was sitting there calling my name after radiation.

The Amaryllis. I used to buy one of these every year at Christmas. My daughter doesn’t remember having these. This was when she was a toddler, and we had a butt ton of money.

I spotted a box with the Amaryllis bulb, and pot, sitting on the clearance end cap. With it being January, it was drastically reduced in price, so I brought it home to show her.

Upon opening the box, I noticed the bulb was very dry, along with the roots. I didn’t know it’s story. How long had it been in the box? How many places was it shipped to before it landed at Target? How many hands touched it, and were they gentle, or rough with it?

My intention for this bulb was to give it love, and watch it grow.

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The picture you see is approximately two month’s worth of growth. Pretty sad huh?

My daughter found it humorous, and called it, ‘The flower that doesn’t want to bloom.’

Now, I thought her comment was hilarious, but it also made me think. What am I not giving this plant, for it to have everything it needs to bloom? I told her, “I know right? I’m afraid I will over water it, which I am good at, and I don’t want it to sit in a cesspool and die!!!”

I took the bulb out of it’s original box, and placed it in another one made by me.

So, I took a chance, and started watering it. It’s sitting by a window on my desk, so I made sure to open the curtain early in the morning, so it would be kissed by the light. If it was a cloudy day, I would turn on the lamp beside it instead. I started caring for, and nurturing this plant three days ago, the same day my daughter left to visit her Dad. Here it is today!

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Them three days, and it wants to bloom.

It may not grow as tall as the Amaryllis I had in the past because of the shape it was in when I found it, but it has grown with what it had to work with. A lot like us. We grow by what we are given, but first the box must go. Otherwise, we shrivel up in darkness.

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Go Back to the Beginning

Hold Onto the Dream

Let Go of the Plan

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