Happy New Year to You!

Here’s to the new year... 

May it bring more joy and success And less grief and regret. 

To our dreams... May we never stop believing in them And taking the actions that will make them a reality.  

To our friends and loved ones... May we take the time to let them know How much it means to us To have them in our lives. 

Let us encourage more and criticize less, Give more and need less. And whenever we can, Let us create harmony and peace. 

To new beginnings... Let us start fresh, right now, To make this the very best year ever. 

A very Happy New Year to you! I cherish having you in my life as my family, my friend, my colleague and my inspiration. 

I'm excited about the new year!! I know it's going to be a year for fulfilling all kinds of dreams and intentions. 

I wish you an abundance of joy, creativity, gratitude and love for 2009. 

I'd like to share a another little poem from a dear friend of my mom's who is no longer with us. 

He was a bright flame in my mother's life and I know that she and his family will miss him dearly.

Although he had difficulty remembering some things, he was always reciting words of wisdom. 

This little quip is one of his favorites and I'll share it with you today to honor his memory: 

"The years may wipe out many things, But this they wipe out never; The memory of those happy days, When we were all together..." 

 In Memory of Lloyd P. ...July 12, 1922 - December 23, 2008 

May You Rest in Sweet Peace 

God Bless and have a safe New Year's Eve......~M

Merry Christmas Delights

I read an article recently about Christmas. 

How could I not, they're everywhere!! 

There seems to be more and more articles about the stress and the lack of the true meaning of Christmas. I do agree with them. 

I will write more about in my newsletter this month, but I thought I would touch briefly on spreading Christmas Cheer. 

One thing I have noticed, is that very few people wish each other "Merry Christmas". 

It's like we're too self-conscious or too worried about hurting someone's feelings by wishing them a Merry Christmas if they don't believe in Christmas. 

I think that if you are sending someone good energy in the form of a polite and kind greeting, it will boost their spirits, even if they don't believe in Christmas. It will also boost your spirits. 

That is my belief.....so I've been practicing it. 

When I first wished someone a "Merry Christmas" walking by them on the street, the look on their face was astonishing. You could tell they were very surprised, and the little smile they had told me they were delighted. 

The next time I greeted someone, it didn't feel quite as strange to be saying it. 

Also, each and every time I greeted someone, they ended up smiling....and so did I. 

Now, I'm a "Merry Christmas" addict. 

I'm saying it to teachers, cashiers, the gas pump guys, people on the street and so on. 

I not only do it for the satisfaction I get out of making someone's day, I also do it for the wonderful feeling I get from saying it. When I say it to someone, I am being genuine and sincere and I think they can sense it. 

I also feel good about teaching my kids how to make someone else feel good by spreading Christmas Cheer. We all have extra stress at Christmas, and we're all usually in a rush...but it takes no time at all to boost yourself and others by wishing them "Merry Christmas". 

It's not hard at all...although it may sound weird coming out the first time....but once you get that one out, the rest just pop out. 

So, go ahead....picture yourself being the "Merry Christmas" greeter in your community....then put it into action. Make sure to watch for people's reactions, it's quite enjoyable. 

I'm not sure I'll get to my blog next week, so have an amazing holiday season..filled with laughter, joy and wonder. From my heart to yours...Merry Christmas!!  ....~M

Happiness Balls

I was at Reiki share last night with my lovely group of people who continue to amaze me with their gifts, talents and intuition. 

At Reiki shares, we do Reiki on each other and talk about whatever comes to mind. It's often about spirits, energy and that type of thing. Many of the people who come are able to use their third eye to see things that I cannot. 

It's quite interesting to hear them speak about what they are "seeing" and to listen to them use their intuition to find lost things, predict pregnancies and all kinds of very cool things. 

I know we all have that ability... and I am working on developing my intuition further. 

We also talk about ways to heal ourselves and ways to find our peace. 

I love hanging with these people as they are all like minded and enjoy sharing their thoughts and ideas. 

Last night, a few of the girls brought their crystals. I, too, possess crystals, although they have never made it out of the shopping bag. 

As we were talking about where to place these crystals in your home, one of the girls started talking about Happiness Balls. She didn't go too much into as we were all focused on the crystals and how each one works. 

She did tell us that if the feeling in your house is busy, scattered and congested, it may mean that your house needs some happiness. 

What you do is imagine Happiness Balls in every upper corner of your house. It's your imagination creating the balls so you can decorate them and imagine them any way that seems to fit into your home. 

Just imagine those Happiness Balls radiating positive, joyful, happy feelings into your home. 

I know it sounds a little weird to those of you who may not practice energy work....but it worked for me today! I put those little balls in every corner of my house (imagined them there) and today, when my kids came home from school, they came in with smiles and in good humor. Usually my son walks in with 10 complaints about what went wrong in school today. My daughter also told me funny stories about school and she usually doesn't do that either. 

Whoa....can we actually raise our vibrations with imaginary Happiness Balls? 

All I know is that there is a different feeling in our home today and it feels really good. 

In fact, I've just realized that lots of great things happened here today...including making the plans for a trip with a friend that we've been talking about doing for 3 years. 

 Is it the Happiness Balls I've imagined stuck up in the corners of the house.....are they making my house (and its people) happier? I don't know but something definitely shifted today. 

Try it out and let me know if the "Happiness Balls" work for you!.....~M

Christmas Creativity

Each year at Christmas I vow to be more creative with everything...from hiding my gifts to wrapping them. 

I often dream about all the time I'll have to make my Christmas cards as well. I think I bought the supplies to make those cards about 5 years ago. And there they sit in my basement, still in the packages. 

Each year I know Christmas is coming and each year I still can't seem to pull it all off. 

The same goes with the gifts I buy. I stash them in the closet in my bedroom and think about how I should move them to a better hiding place as my kids know where all the goods are. I never seem to get around to finding that better place. 

I am so lucky my kids aren't snoopers like I was growing up. Maybe it's the police tape I stick on my door and the big warning signs I post that inform them of the dire consequences that will fall upon them if they should put even one foot in my room. It's now turned into a game for the kids, so I can't possibly move them. My daughter even made the warning signs this year. 

The gifts are now stacked on my floor with my clean laundry draped over them to disguise them (sneaky, hey?) and I'm naive enough to think my kids actually do stay out when I'm not home. I know I would have poked around when I was a kid. 

My brothers and I snooped each year. We just couldn't wait. I think mom got wise after a while because there were some years we just couldn't find those gifts anywhere. She got creative, I guess. Often the gifts we did find were already wrapped...how clever. 

I do have to admit that when I was 12 or so, I did unwrap one of those gifts to see what it was. I felt so guilty about it , and still do, that I didn't do it again. 

If you are one of those people that wraps your gifts immediately upon purchasing them, I do admire you! I spend the 2-3 days before Christmas in frantic gift-wrapping mode. I usually have no time to be creative. 

I remember the good old days when I had only one child. We took plain newsprint and I had my darling child dip her hands in paint and put her hand prints on the paper. It took hours but it was so much fun! And it was awesome to use that for our Christmas gift wrap. 

Now I usually use gift bags. Not much room for creativity there. I do lots of ribbon though to spruce things up a bit. Those gift bags do save time and they are reusable each year so I think they're a pretty good investment. 

One year, I bought 50 bags to make my own gift bags....ya, they're still downstairs in their packages as well. 

On a happier note, I am almost done all my shopping already so maybe this year I can get the gifts wrapped a little earlier.....I marvel at the people who have all their presents under the tree days and days before Christmas. 

Maybe this is the year for me!! Wish me luck....~M

Responsibility of Roles

Ok, so what is Goofy anyway? 

You know, Mickey Mouse's friend, Goofy? Is he a dog? What is he really? 

I wonder what it would be like to have no one understand what or who you are. 

Wait, I think that's a daily struggle for some. 

It's also a daily struggle for some who have no idea who they are themselves. 

I have met many people with that issue, and I've had that issue, myself, on and off over the years. 

I received an email from a friend this week who wrote about this very subject. She said it had come to her attention that the way she views herself is not the way everyone else views her. She decided to take a closer look and found that maybe she was like everyone thought she was. 

Unfortunately, what she thinks everyone else thinks is not very pleasant. 

It rhymes with witch and starts with a "b". She decided it was time to live up to every one's expectations of her. 

Yikes...but....how many of us have done that? 

We act the way people think we should instead of being true to ourselves. I know I have, many times over. I do it less often now but I know there are roles I played over the years--daughter, mommy, wife, girlfriend, sister, student, teacher, friend, aunt, cousin, healer, co-worker and so on. 

Up until recently, I know I took on those roles each time I played them and acted differently while in each role. 

In our society, it is pretty hard to find ourselves because we do have so many shoes to fill. We have so many roles to play. 

Until we become sure of ourselves and more confident in showing our true colors, we get very good at playing our roles, in the character everyone thinks we should be. 

I'm enjoying the journey I am on, in terms of finding my true self under the layers of costumes I wear. I enjoy being the same person with each character I play. 

I just AM......whether I am mommy or wife; friend or healer. I do realize that I have different responsibilities with each role, but I can continue being responsible without the assumptions that I have normally taken on. 

Take my mommy role, for example....I know I have to teach my children safety and life skills....but I can do that without being the "MOTHER" and without criticism, anger or blame. I can be a gentle teacher rather than a tyrant whose way is the ONLY way. If I'm open, my children can teach me lessons as well and how beautiful is that? I know it's easier to say than to do because the job of disciplining comes in there as well and I do have to remember that I am in training with the new me. 

Each blow up teaches me something about my kids and myself. Why did the argument happen? Why did I say what I said? 

Usually it's because I'd rather be right than happy. I want to "teach them their lesson" (not in a good way) and I tend to go about it all wrong. 

I am learning though and I'm grateful I'm learning who I am along the way. Trying to be who I truly am in each role I play takes some awareness and focus. 

I have to learn to put my Ego in the corner, that's usually the first step. Things often proceed pretty nicely from there...most times. 

I do like knowing the me underneath the acts I've put on for other people. 

Wearing those costumes every day gets pretty heavy after a while, so it feels wonderful to lighten the load! 

The cool thing is, I'm not so bad. I think I'd like to be my own friend. I know there's alot more to discover as I continue this journey and as I grow and age....but I like me better now that I am true to me, rather than who I have been over the years. 

It's a relief to be able to let go of caring what everyone else expects or thinks of me. Now, back to my original question...what is Goofy? ....~M

Risks

As you may have noticed, the look of my blog has changed. 

I'm working on a new project and it's been so much fun! I'll let you know about it ASAP, once everything is in place. 

I always seem to be working on a new project. 

I like a good challenge...I like to try new things. 

Some things work, some things don't. I've tried so many things over the years and I used to beat myself up for all the things I've tried that didn't work. A new hairstyle, a new business or a new hobby. 

I always felt people were judging me for all of my new ideas. I hear this all the time, "So what are you into now?" 

That used to send a little pain to my midsection when someone said that because I felt like they were condemning me for it. 

I don't feel that way anymore. I know that I have to live my life for me and for what works for me. I don't like to be idle and I don't like to stall and be stuck in the same old routine. 

I enjoy the process of learning something new. I also get a little thrill out of completing or accomplishing something I didn't think I'd be able to. 

I don't consider myself a risk taker but I've been called that numerous times. 

In my mind, a risk taker is someone who jumps out of planes or bungee jumps. That's way too out of my comfort zone. Gives me the heebee jeebees just to think of it!! I like taking less dangerous risks I guess. 

I seem to be attracted to the risks that involve personal development. 

I don't know what I believe in yet in terms of God and the Universe and that kind of stuff. I'm a work in progress. I do know that there is some force out there bigger than us and that I'm something more than just my physical body. 

My risks, these days, often evolve around trying to find what makes me tick and what makes other people tick. 

Ego, Spirit, personality, life experiences, mass consciousness, and background all make us what we are. I like trying to figure out why I think and behave the way I do and why others do the same. Because I know that we all are a result of our upbringing so far, I try to understand why people do and say the things they do. It helps me to eliminate judgements and negative opinions because I know someone is acting a certain way based on what they've experienced in life and I like trying to figure out what it is. 

Again, it's like taking a little risk....using my intuition to figure people out, but it helps me in my goal to become more personally aware in and of the world. 

It prevents me from reacting harshly to people and that, in turn, prevents me from becoming too attached to the outcome of the situation. 

Maybe it's just me trying to walk in their shoes. Maybe it just distracts me but that's okay too. I'm a happier person because of it. 

So, if you're one of the ones who are wondering what I'm up to now...just know that I am on a personal journey and that the people, the experiences and the results I encounter are all part of the lessons I need to learn while I'm here....simple, honest and true....~M

The Lure of the Internet

I've just come to the realization that I am an Internet junkie. 

It's true. 

Really true. 

My first clue is the fact that my computer is on all day long. Even though that constant hum of the modem often gets on my nerves, I still leave it on. 

Why? 

In case I need to look something up right away or in case someone emails me and needs me immediately. 

Now, a more logical person would understand that if someone did need me that urgently, they would pick up the phone and call me. 

D'uh! 

My second clue is that when I open my Inbox, it's full of all kinds of newsletters and stuff I really have no time to read. I get hooked so easily into receiving these newsletters because of all the FREE things they are offering me. Free things that I, again, will never have time to read. 

It's the lure of the FREE stuff......don't we all want something for free? Something for nothing? There's a little thrill that tingles somewhere inside when I know I'm getting something free....like it's a little secret and I clap my hands in glee....woowee, it's free and it's all mine! 

However, I never have time to read the free stuff. 

I store it all in my documents for a slow day when I'll have all the time in the world to read it. 

Who am I kidding? 

By the time that happens, my computer memory will be so full and I'll have to sit for a year straight just to read it all. 

I think a part of me feels a bit obligatory because I send out a newsletter and I would like people to subscribe to it, so I should subscribe to others. After all, what goes around, comes around, right? 

Oh, and I also have an mp3 player that is full of FREE workshops and EFT seminars just waiting for a time when I'll have a free hour or so to listen to one session. It's crazy, I tell you. I do put the earplugs in at night and try to listen to a session, but I'm usually asleep by the first quarter of the interview. The only time I ever get to listen to them is when I'm alone in the vehicle and that doesn't happen very often either. 

Also, turning the computer on is one of the first things I do in the morning, even before I brush my teeth. 

When my kids are on the computer and I get the urge to check my emails, I will actually kick them off so I can get my fix. Deep sigh here......because I've just realized I'm an Internet addict. It just snuck up on me out of nowhere. 

The question is....can I overcome this? 

I am lucky because I do have EFT to help me through this and whole lot of EFT friends who can help me also....but do I really want to give it up? 

After all, it's not really hurting anyone. 

Yes, the high pitched humming of the computer all day gets tiring after a while but I can usually mentally drown that out. 

I just wonder what the attraction is...why I am addicted to the Internet. Maybe it's the instant gratification of getting instant results when I want to look something up. Maybe it's knowing that when I get a personal email, I know someone, somewhere is thinking about me. Maybe it's my crutch when I'm feeling anxious and don't know what to do with myself...it's better than eating something, isn't it? 

Either way and for whatever reason, I know I'm addicted to it....because, already I'm feeling a bit anxious and teary-eyed about what I'm going to do with myself when I take away the Internet crutch. I'll tap on it for sure in a couple of minutes.....I'm quite curious to find out the reason behind it all. 

I am looking forward to all the time I'll have to hang with my kids or to do other pampering or relaxing things for myself...but do I think I'm strong enough? 

The computer sits in my living room and it constantly beckons me...like the food in my pantry or like a bottle of alcohol would for an alcoholic. It feels that strong to me. 

But...it's time....it's time to let it go and dig deep to find out what's causing this behavior. 

I'd love to hear from other Internet junkies about why you think we're addicted. You can now leave a comment on my blog without having to be a member....so let me know that I'm not alone here in my addiction. 

K, now off to tap on the anxiety that's already arising in my belly......and I know that if it's in my belly, it's associated with fear so that gives me a place to start.....okay....wish me luck....~M

On the Lighter Side

Do you ever have one of those weeks where life kinda throws you off balance and it takes a little bit to get your equilibrium back? 

 This has been one of those weeks, in so many ways....and I just couldn't find the time to write any earlier this week. Probably because I was tired and a bit overwhelmed over the weekend...but now it's Friday night and I can take a few minutes to think. 

I've decided to keep it light this week and cheery and so in looking around for something to inspire me, my eyes landed on our dog. 

He's such a long haired furry thing but cute as a button. 

The fact that we even have a dog is a big step for me as I am not a pet person. I don't like to touch pets or clean up after them. 

One day, as I was whining to my mom, she said, and I quote, "Do you think all the pets you had growing up your father and I wanted?". 

Touche` Mommy...so now we have this dog. 

The whole beginning potty training thing really tried my patience. I was potty training the toddler at the same time so my life was filled with poo and pee everywhere. 

Just a note, the puppy has learned a lot quicker than the toddler!! 

But as disgruntled as I was about getting a dog, I have to admit that he has weasled his way into my heart without me even being aware that he was doing it. 

He certainly has his own personality and he's a definite character! He is so pouty that it cracks me up. He literally hangs his head and walks away if he gets into trouble or when we leave him behind. 

Poor little thing...we all feel so guilty about it too, that's how good he is at pouting! 

He has brought so much joy into our lives in the three short months we've had him and I'm quite surprised at how I've taken to him. 

I still don't let him in my bed, mind you, and I still don't like petting him, but I am a bit intrigued by him. 

To all of you pet people out there, I do admire you...especially when you let your dog lick your face...eeeewwww..or even worse, your feet!! Gives me shudders.... 

All in all, however, I am glad we got him.....even when he wakes me up way too early in the morning to go out for nature's call. That really does annoy me, but I guess he is teaching me patience and tolerance. 

Those Life Lessons come from everywhere, don't they?....~M

Sorrow

Sorrow is one of those powerful emotions that consumes you and can hold you captive for a long, long time. 

I think that along with that deep sorrow, there must be a hint of guilt. 

I've been thinking about that emotion today because we lost a dear family member today. 

She was one of those beautiful people who truly cared for others. She would do whatever she could to help you in any way if you needed it. 

When you talked to her, she looked at you and you could tell that she was really listening to your words. 

She was very empathetic and she truly wore her heart on her sleeve. 

However, for all the help she offered to others, she was such a lost soul. 

She lost a baby boy to SIDS many, many years ago and her heart was broken. 

Life has been very hard for her since she lost her baby. She tried to fill that void with alcohol, without much success. Her sorrow ran too deep. 

I know she fought the battle against her addiction many times over. But I think that when you hurt that bad, it's really hard to get up in the morning and move on. 

She just couldn't. 

We all loved her deeply and most of us understood her sorrow. 

As I was growing up, I loved to spend time with her and her family. As I've gotten older and busy with my own family, we haven't had many opportunities to get together. 

I know she tried so hard to be present for her children and I believe she did the best job she could....but it's a struggle when you're buried under so much sorrow. 

I talked to her daughter today and we talked about how her mom is now holding her baby boy. She knows her mom stayed here as long as she could but the pain was just too deep for her. 

She just went to bed and didn't get up this morning. Just like that. 

Hard for those of us left behind to understand but if I sit quiet here, I swear I can see her holding her baby and radiating true joy. She's found the joy that she couldn't find here on Earth. 

Sorrow is deep, deep emotion. One that grips you in its hands and squeezes your heart really tight.....breaks your heart. 

All of our emotions can hold on tight and control our lives. 

Anger, guilt, blame, sorrow, jealousy and so on. 

I saw a lot of that in my Level 3 EFT workshop this past weekend. You would think that by Level 3, most of us would have our issues and emotions cleared away, but I think most of us were surprised at the intensity of the weekend. 

I wish I had been able to help my relative with EFT. I wish I had known it years ago so she might have had an opportunity to experience some joy here on Earth. 

We are so often a prisoner to our emotions, and most of the time, we don't even realize it. 

I do think sorrow is hard emotion to share with others. 

How can you possible explain that pain to someone? You can't really, so you bury it (like most other negative emotions and memories) but it slowly eats away at you. Often it feels like there is no escape. 

For my relative, there was no escape from the pain, no matter how hard she tried. However, I believe she's found her peace now. I believe her beautiful, beautiful spirit is soaring and rejoicing at being released from her pain on this Earth. 

I honor the lessons she taught me and I know that if I sit very quiet, I'll hear her singing lullabies to her baby and that fills me with such tenderness and joy.....Goodbye Elaine...we'll miss you so much.....~M

Lovely Chaos

As per my last blog, I have been trying to go to bed earlier. 

While every night has not been a complete success, I am doing pretty well. 

My toddler wakes me up often with his nighttime issues and that prevents me from a complete eight hours....but again, things are improving. 

The one thing that baffles me about the whole thing is that as I sit here at 7:45 pm trying to find my inspiration to write something, I have a complete block. 

Can't think of a thing. 

I thought of lots of things in the past week, late at night or in the middle of the night, but alas, I did not write them down. 

Maybe it's the kids screaming in the background or the thoughts of the million other things I should get done yet tonight and I can't quiet my mind down enough to write something inspirational or motivational. 

Maybe it's the toddler standing here at my side demanding that I blow up his 4 foot blow up hammer. 

It's somewhat difficult to get creative in the midst of this lovely chaos. 

So, I'll have to rearrange things so I can actually get on the computer between toddler bedtime and my new found bedtime. Teens and spouse are usually on the computer at that time and that's another reason I wait until the late hours of the evening to write. 

I really do admire and appreciate all those moms that work at home and have tidy and organized homes at the same time. 

One question....do you not have chaos? 

How can your houses look so organized and peaceful when you work at home and try to spend time with your family at the same time? 

That is one thing I am not very good at. 

Some days it drives me crazy, like when people stop by and my house looks like the tornado just left.

Most days, however, I know I have to pick my battles and my house tidiness is often one battle I can leave for a bit. 

So, if you are thinking of dropping by for a visit, and I'd love to see you, please be prepared to step over toys, jackets, backpacks, maybe yesterday's groceries, and dog toys. 

It's not that I have intentionally left those things lying around, it's just that I've decided to spend more time with my kids or on my stuff. 

Come for a visit on Saturday morning. That's usually the one time my kitchen counter is clean! 

As for my blog, it's now 9:51 pm.... all kids are tucked in their beds and all blow up toys are..... well it's still lying here beside the computer chair...but at least it's quiet and I can write! 

And yes, Jeanine, I'm off to bed now......~M

Me-Sleep Deprived?!

So, the reason I did not post my blog yesterday is because I did the unusual and went to bed early. 

It was so weird to be in bed before 11 pm. 

For those of you that understand the importance of going to bed early, I applaud you and admire you. 

You've figured out what I haven't. 

I've been told many times over about the importance of sleep by people I love (mostly my mom) and by articles I have read. 

I don't know how many times I have to be hit over the head to really get it. I guess maybe once I see the difference in how I feel and how effective I am during the day, I'll finally truly understand. 

I have been a night owl for as long as I can remember. I love the two hours I get to myself once the kids are in bed. That's when I usually write my blog and newsletter and that's when I usually have the time to exhale that deep breath I've been holding in all day. 

But as I was whining and complaining about how ineffective I am in a number of areas in my life, my dear friend, Jeanine...my EFT mentor, asked me how much sleep I was getting. 

When I confessed to my night owl-ism, she put things into perspective for me. She told me that good sleep was just as important as good food in terms of fueling the body. She told me to aim for at least 8 hours every night...huh? 

8 hours? 

I wasn't so sure I could do that. 

That would mean missing out on my ME time..that would mean missing out on my breathing deep time. It sounded like I would be giving up too much. 

As she continued to hit me on the head in the kindest, gentlest way possible, she told me how much better I would be to cope, to be more efficient and productive and how much easier life would be. 

Now that sounded intriguing. 

I'm all for being more effective and more productive....but still, the anxiety was there. I've been trying to go to bed earlier for years! 

I do know all the stuff Jeanine was telling me, but I also have the huge list of reasons of why I have to stay up later than my kids and how important that time is for me. 

I've been struggling with my weight for years too and she told me that because I am so sleep deprived, my body needs to eat for the extra energy I'm not getting from sleep. In my haste to fuel my tired, worn out body, I do know that I grab for all the foods that are really not that good for me. I'm usually too tired to reason it out and I just eat it. If I was more rested, I would be able to make better food choices. 

Again, I know this, but another bonk on the head doesn't really hurt that bad. 

So, last night, after our little talk, I decided to honor Jeanine's advice and hit the hay about 2 hours before I usually do. I read a few minutes to wind down, meditated for a bit and then eventually fell asleep. 

Besides having the dog wake me a couple of times, I did sleep for more than 8 hours. I have to admit, I did not wake up in the fog that I usually wake up in. I also did not have the gravelly, heavy eyes that I usually have all day. 

Now, I know I'm not going to reap all the benefits after one good night's sleep but it's a start. I will continue to put forth the best effort to get 8 hours of sleep a night. 

It means I'll have to organize my day a bit better, but maybe I'll finally have the energy to be able to do that! 

Organized, full of energy, more efficient, more productive, make better food choices, have the energy to exercise, smaller bags under my eyes........maybe Jeanine and all the other head bonkers are on to something after all....~M

The Power of Money

I don't know about you, but sometimes I get tired of playing the money game. 

Some days are better than others but most days it's a worry about making my money stretch until the next cheque comes in. 

Even when I don't have to worry about it, I still do. I've been doing a lot of EFT to help my abundance issues and it's definitely been helping. 

One big factor I've noticed is that I still have poverty thoughts. I'll find myself thinking "Oh, I wish I could afford that." or "I'll never be able to afford that." or " I don't have enough money." or "I'll never have enough money." or "Why do I never have have enough money." and so on. I even say those things out loud to my kids so I'm passing on my poverty thinking to them. But as I said, I'm working through those thoughts with EFT. 

I was at a workshop this weekend about Balancing Family and Work with Dr. Wayne Schlapkohl. He was so funny and his session was really good. 

One thing he brought up was the fact some people consider that the long hours they put in to provide for the family is just as important as spending time with their family. I think it depends on why they are working so hard. 

We live in a society where the more stuff we have makes us feel more successful. 

Maybe it's not a conscious thing, but we often look at what our neighbor has compared to what we have. If we have less than our neighbor, we feel inadequate and our desire to compare increases. 

So we buy comparable things to keep up with our neighbors, sometimes when we can't even afford them. 

Dr. Schlapkohl said that once your basic needs are met, the only reason there is a want for more money is for status. He didn't mean it in a negative way. What he was trying to point out is that we feel more successful if we have what everyone else has. This is the reason why so many people work so hard....why so many people miss time with the family.....it's like unconsciously trying to keep up with the Jones'. 

He pointed out, however, that once your basic needs are being met, there's no guarantee that you'll be happier with more money. There's been research done to prove that fact. 

Of course we need to have our basic needs met, but once they are.....everything we accumulate after that is just for our satisfaction of having what others have. 

Gives some room for thought there, doesn't it. 

I can relate to what he's talking about. I was with a group of friends this summer who were talking about all the places they had travelled and all the toys they own and so on. I went into my own pity party after that for a little bit. 

I haven't travelled much and we don't own a whole bunch of toys or a big camping trailer. I did some EFT for that, as well, because I couldn't understand where these feelings were coming from. I am happy for my friends for all that they have but I was unhappy because I don't have what they have. 

Dr. Schlapkohl made it all make sense for me. I was comparing myself to my friends and was, successfully, making myself feel less than. 

The crazy part is that I don't even really want what they have, but I still felt less than. Not one of them made me feel that way...it was all my own doing. I didn't even know that's what was behind it until this past weekend. 

I realized that I am happy. I love what I do....I love the time I have to spend with my kids. I love that I'm able to stay home with my toddler and share his milestones with him. 

Yes, we may struggle financially because we don't have what "everyone" else has, but it's okay. I'll never regret that I was missing out on my child's life....I'll never regret that I wasn't able to be home for my kids after school. Their basic needs are being met and I believe, they are benefiting more by the time I spend with them than the fact that I can buy them a new trinket whenever they like. 

I am also proud of the fact that I love my career choice and I can work at it when I have the time to do so. I may not have the disposable income that others have, but, I've realized, I don't need it. 

All I do when I do have more money is buy more stuff. 

Money is a powerful form of energy but it is just that. A form of energy that has incredible power. 

People judge people because of the money they do or do not have. Couples divorce over money issues. People steal money to get the things they think they need to make them happy. 

 Like most things, money is a state of mind...it can control you or not. 

 It can have power over you or not. I think it's time to take back the power money has on me.....that feels really good to say that. 

 Someone once told me that I'm too busy to let abundance in...I don't make room for abundance because I fill my day with too many other things...makes sense.

I think I'll go tap on it....~M

Second Chances

There was a funeral in our little town this past weekend for a young mom who had terminal cancer. 

She left behind her young son and her husband. She also left behind a tremendous amount of friends who will miss her terribly. 

I'd never met this woman but her final words left a big impression on me. 

A letter that she wrote was used for her eulogy. 

In her letter she talked about the lessons she learned in this lifetime. 

One of those lessons was about giving second chances. She said that many of her dearest friends were people she had "given" a second chance to...and she was so grateful that she did. 

That got me thinking about some of the people in my life. I noticed that many of my "best" friends were also people I had granted a second chance to. I usually am quick to forgive and forget anyway, but more so in the past few years. 

Forgiveness is a gift you give to yourself. Second chances are gifts you give to others. 

We all have off days when we are not at our best.....to have someone understand that and love us anyway is what being a friend is all about. 

I understand being angry at or disappointed in people. I certainly share those emotions. The trick is, really, to just get over it. 

When you let those emotions fester and boil in your body, you can end up getting pretty sick. Make your peace with it or with them and let it go. Holding on to the grudges and anger only hurts yourself and maybe destroys a relationship that had the potential of being truly sweet and sincere. 

I always tell my kids when they're complaining about a friend or someone in their school ,that they have to take a look at that child's life. 

Maybe they're being a bully because they get bullied at home or because they struggle in school. Maybe those kids act out because they are actually lonely and just want some attention. My kids usually roll their eyes at me, but I think they get it. 

Now, I'm not saying that one should put up with abuse or neglect or any of the serious stuff. In those situations, the person who is the abuser is usually really hurt on the inside, as well, and that's why they're acting out, but you still need to get yourself out of harm's way. 

What I'm talking about are the every day second chance opportunities that occur. You know the ones I mean....and there are usually plenty. 

There are days I have to remind myself to take a look at why I'm frustrated with someone. 

There are days when I am quick to judge people....but it doesn't take me long to diffuse it all inside me. I take a look at why I am offended by their actions and I can usually find the reason and, in more cases than not, it's about my stuff, not theirs......or I take a really good look at what's going on in their lives and why they might be acting like that. Then I just let it go and send them a blessing. 

I usually feel much lighter and happier after I do that. 

Sometimes it's really hard to do though. Sometimes I like being angry with people because then I feel right and justified. It feeds my ego and my ego thrives on those negative thoughts and it gets more powerful. 

But I don't enjoy living from ego. 

Living from Spirit fills me with peace and gentleness and joy. 

You would think that it would be easy to stay there because it feels so good....but ego is powerful and strong and hates to be put in the corner. I'm getting better at recognizing when I'm living from ego or from Spirit, but there are still those days I forget, that's for sure. 

But the words from this young mom who had to leave this earth early really hit home for me, so I hope I can honor her words and her Spirit by granting those second chances. 

Maybe I can do that by finding less reasons to have to give second chances. 

Does that make sense? 

The only reason we need to grant second chances, really, is because we've found a reason to be offended by the person's actions or words in the first place. It puts things into perspective, doesn't it? 

We learn a lot from tragedies and from people who are involved in those tragedies. 

Some of my most important lessons were learned while I was regrouping from being in a dark place in my life. Those are the lessons that are the sweetest and that influence my life the most. 

This is one of them...giving second chances or even finding less reason to have to grant them is a wonderful lesson for us all...and one I share with you in memory of Chris....~M

Keep on Dancing!

I have to confess that I am a reality television watcher. 

Oh, that was hard to confess. 

 I think mostly it's because I like to watch people, try to figure them out...what makes them tick, so to speak. 

Not that I watch many of the shows, I have only a select few. 

One that I watch off and on is "Dancing with the Stars". I did decide earlier this month that I would cut back on my television watching and do more of the things I think I never have time for like more meditating, reading, sketching and so forth. 

Well, last night I was surfing, just putting time (wink, wink) and came across the season premiere of said television show. I was going to turn it off because I wanted to be faithful to my vows....however...Cloris Leachman was on, and with her being 82, I just had to watch to see how she fared. 

 She did very well considering her age. She is more of an entertainer though and that was what was priceless about it. I thought it was so fantastic that there she was, at 82, continuing to enjoy life and continuing to learn new things. She is having fun and she looks marvelous. Good for her! 

I live across from a lodge where elderly people reside. My mom works with many of the tenants. It's so sad to see that, for some of them, they've lost their will to live. I understand how it happened for many of them, but it still saddens me, nonetheless. 

I think Chloris Leachman is an inspiration for many of us to keep finding our joy in life. 

Keep trying new things. 

Keep smiling, even when the going gets tough. 

Living life, being the best person you can be, is key to happier and healthier "golden" years. 

So, for now, I'll have to set my vows aside to watch her, because she makes me smile, giggle and admire her all at once. She's opened my eyes to the possibilities for me as I continue to age....hhmmmmm...ballroom dancing when I'm 82.... 

Why not?.....M

Bus 9 to Paradise

I was at a used bookstore today and found a whole bunch of books that I had read years ago. 

Most of them were by Leo Buscaglia. 

I certainly recommend reading any one of his books. 

He talks about loving, loving ourselves, loving each other and how to be a decent human. He even taught Love classes in a university. How cool is that? 

The book I'm re-reading is called Bus 9 to Paradise. He starts out by saying how wonderful it would be if we could just hop on a bus that would take us to Paradise. 

The trouble is, Paradise means a different thing to each of us. 

What is your Paradise? 

Do you even know? 

Where could you go that would be the ultimate Paradise for you? 

For some, a sunny beach at a tropical destination is their Paradise. Someone else might find their Paradise hiking in the jungle. Others might find Paradise at a ballet, or a football game, or cozying up with a good book in front of a roaring fire. 

What does Paradise mean to you? 

For me, it really is metaphor. Paradise really is a state of mind. 

If all is going well in my life and I am balanced, I can find Paradise in various places. 

Mostly, it is finding the quiet and serenity that fill me with calmness and peace. That is Paradise for me. 

I don't find that peace in my day very often. Not because it's not available...mostly because I don't necessarily take the time to find it. 

Why do we do that? Why are our days so jam-packed with stuff that we can't even take 15 minutes to find our balance and our Paradise? 

Maybe that's why we think Paradise lies in exotic places or in activities that occur outside our daily lives.

It's a shame really, isn't it? 

Paradise is this close to me and I don't take the time to bask in it. 

I know that I don't get to travel very often, so if I was waiting 5 or 6 years to get to Paradise, I would sure feel cheated for those years. And I'd probably be miserable, grumpy and unhappy for most of those years as well...just putting in time....waiting for happiness....waiting for Paradise. 

Maybe we need to look for mini-Paradises. 

Those activities or locations closer to home that can feed our souls until we can actually travel or go somewhere. I believe we could. If we just looked a little closer to home, we could find places, people and activities that would lift our spirits. 

Reading is one source of Paradise for me, that I know, so I can't wait to start reading my book. 

The passage on the back says "Step onto Bus 9 with Leo and open yourself to a life-affirming journey to paradise. Buscaglia offers refreshing, detailed advice on looking around us and finding delight in the simple things--in food, in flowers, in music, in dance, in art, in memories, in our families, and in loving." 

Oh, I'll probably be up all night reading...... M

Musterbating

Isn't that a risque title?! 

There's a story behind that, of course. 

I was talking with my friend and fellow EFT-er, Karen, the other day. We were talking about the Law of Attraction. 

I'm sure many of you have heard about the movie and book called "The Secret". And you probably have your own opinion of it. 

I quite enjoyed it. I do think it only scratched the surface on the power of thought, but at least it did that. 

I know a few people who have manifested a few things using "The Secret's" methods. My mother was one of them. 

On some level, I've been using the Law of Attraction my whole life, but didn't realize it. When I wanted something so badly, I thought about it all the time. I imagined myself having it and, eventually, I got what I was desiring. 

It seems to be a little more difficult now that I'm older. I have a lot of "Yes, but's...." that stand in my way. 

I'll think of something I want and then I'll have a slew of thoughts as to why I can't have it. It's all part of the power of thought. 

I also enjoyed "The Secret" because it guides people to change their thought pattern, if anything else. 

Instead of thinking about all the nasty and crappy things going on in their lives, it helps them to start focusing on something positive and that in itself is a wonderful thing. 

Why not focus on what's positive? It changes your energy levels and gets you out from under the dark gloomy clouds that hang over your head. 

Changing thought patterns can be tricky, however, and that's what Karen and I were discussing. One of the affirmations we were using is "I can't wait until...I lose weight; I have more money; I am more successful; etc" 

Sounds pretty good, pretty positive... doesn't it? 

Well, according to Michael Losier's book, "Law of Attraction"...we were wording it all wrong. I

f you want to know more about it, check out his book. It is simple, easy to read and easy to understand. It all boils down to the power of thought. That's what my title is all about. 

When my friend Linda and I went to Vegas a few years back, we went to Hay House's "I Can Do It" conference. Loretta Laroche was one of the keynotes. She is a stress comedienne and oh, so funny. By the end of her show, she had all 2000 of us standing up, holding hands and singing "That's Amore`" at the top of our lungs. Talk about energy that night! 

One of things she shared was how we "musterbate" and "should-on" ourselves all the time. 

And we do. 

How many times a day do you say "Oh, I should ....do this, or go there or have done that" and so on or how many times do you say "I must do that, go there, have done that" and so on. 

We beat ourselves up by saying those words. 

All they do is create more guilt in us...and don't we have enough guilt already, without adding to our pile? 

Changing negative thoughts and negative internal dialogue, I think, is crucial to our good health and demeanor. After all, if we don't love ourselves, it makes it pretty hard to let others love us. It's not easy, some days, though. We are only human, after all. 

But just take the time, each day, to notice how you speak to yourself. Notice the negative things you say and try to change it into something positive. Put reminders up on mirrors or in your car or on your computer. It really does help and it eventually becomes second nature to think and talk more positively...and what a difference that will make on the circumstances in your life. 

Now, while the Law of Attraction is the "Law of the Day" right now, I think that we need to remember the other "Laws" of life that are just as important. 

I'll talk about this law more in my newsletter at some point because to me, it's one of the most important Laws that we could follow and it is the Law of Forgiveness. 

Forgiveness can change your whole life...it will make you healthier, happier and more joyful. Try it and see.

Another is the Law of Graciousness. How about that one? I think that's a Law so many people have forgotten about. If we all had and gave a little more graciousness in our lives, imagine the impact it would have in our homes, in our communities, in our schools....in the world. 

But I'll save that for my newsletter. 

In the meantime, just as a reminder, stop musterbating and shoulding on yourself. R

eplace that with graciousness and forgiveness for yourself. It's a start and it feels pretty darn good! Be kind to yourself and that kindness will pay forward many times over. 

Let me know how you make out!....M

Never Stop Learning

I saw that title in a magazine I was reading today. 

Never stop learning. 

What simple advice! 

I often get asked the question, "Is there anything you don't do?" 

For those that don't know me, I am a Jill of all trades and then some....or so people say. Someone once told me that I never stay with one thing because I am never satisfied. I did think about that for a minute or two....but I don't think that's it at all. 

I enjoy the challenge of learning new things. Once I master something to my standards, I move on to something new to master. I'm always learning. 

How can I not? 

There is so much to learn! 

There is so much to read! 

I'm often teased, as is my aunt and cousin, because I often start a sentence with....."Hey, I read that......" 

I believe learning is an essential ingredient to the well-being of people. 

If you close your mind to the limitless possibilities that exist out there, you may be closing the door to some wonderful opportunities! Some of my dearest friends are people I have met while taking a class of some kind! 

There is nothing wrong with improving yourself.....and there are so many fun and exciting ways to do it! 

Even just reading a book is a form of learning. I do have a couple of friends that haven't picked up a book in 20 years, so if reading is not your thing, there is an endless supply of classes that one could take, even if it's just a photography class, a cooking class or a painting class. Or take in a workshop at your local library or school...the newspaper is usually full of all kinds of workshops, I'm sure you'll find one that will pique your curiousity. 

Never stop learning...it's wonderful advice for you and wonderful advice for you to pass on to your children. 

Let them see you reading a great book or learning a new skill or taking a class. Never stop learning...it may just change your life.....M 

 FYI...I can't sing and I don't know how to cook very well......

Imperfections

My whole life I have strived for perfection. 

Perfection in the things that I do and perfection in the image I portray to others. 

Why? 

To avoid rejection, to avoid judgements, to avoid criticism, to avoid being disliked by others, to avoid being punished. 

Want more reasons? 

Because society says I have to be perfect, because media says I have to be perfect, because the "perfect" people cast labels on those of us who are not. 

Thankfully I have let go of that need....somewhat. 

Again, I think that as we age, we lose that anxious gnawing that claws in our stomach and that tells us we're not perfect yet. EFT is also helping me release the rest of the perfectionism that still exists in the deeper levels of me. There was a time when I would not be seen in public without make up or without having my hair just right. 

One only needs to see me now on an average day to bear witness to the fact that I have released that particular desperate need to be perfect! 

Tonight, as I was finishing a book called "My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult, (an awesome book, by the way), I read a line that made me stop and think for a minute. 

It said, "You don't love someone because they're perfect....you love them in spite of the fact that they're not." 

Whoa...makes a person take a look at the relationships they're in. 

I wish I had understood that years ago. I mean, I've understood that on some level, but tonight it just hit a little closer to home, I think. 

Perfection in the eyes of one certainly is not perfection in the eyes of another. What I perceive to be perfect is not what my children perceive to be perfect. It's not what my spouse perceives to be perfect. It's not what my best friend, my neighbor or society perceives to be perfect. 

After all these years of worrying what others may think about me....it's quite shocking to realize that no matter how hard I try to be perfect...I'd never be that to anyone. 

Makes it all seem so silly, really. 

All that energy wasted...all that time wasted. 

How I might have done things differently. I guess it comes down to doing what feels right to you...what your heart tells you is right for you. 

Truly loving someone else is accepting them in spite of the fact that they snore, or they sing off key, or they hog the blankets. Just because it's not perfect to you...doesn't mean it's wrong for them. 

Truly loving someone and receiving that love back is really a gift. It's a gift from that other person that says, "I love you even if you can't cook or you can't dance or you drool in your sleep." 

And what a gift it is.....M

Olympic Pride

Hi there! 

I don't know about you, but I've been glued to the television set watching the Olympics. It's been such a fantastic show with an incredible amount of breath holding excitement. 

That Michael Phelps, winning 8 medals? How absolutely awesome. 

It's funny because when I see the athletes struggling, I automatically start doing some EFT for them, although the event has usually taken place hours before. 

Maybe I'm doing it for me, to calm myself. 

You know, I have to wonder at the amount of people who are offended by the fact that the US is doing so well. I've heard people actually condemning Phelps for his job well done. 

Why would someone take offense to that? 

He set a goal, he worked hard and he achieved it....why is that such a bad thing? 

In trying to rationalize that, as I often do, I wonder if it's because if these offended people somehow feel a sense of failure in themselves. I mean that maybe they have goals they have never achieved.....and they feel bad about themselves when they see others doing so well. 

When they see someone achieve an amazing goal such as 8 gold medals, they feel intimidated and that just reinforces the doubt they have about themselves? Are they unable to be happy for someone who achieves their goals simply because they were unable to reach their own? 

We all feel a lack somewhere inside and our failures only enhance that. Maybe there's a jealousy factor. 

When we feel these negative emotions, it really is difficult sometimes to pull ourselves out of our own negativity into a positive state. 

Dreaming big is wonderful thing...hope is a wonderful thing....and joy is a wonderful thing. 

Again, it all falls into a person's perception and choice and the stories they tell themselves. 

It's okay to feel proud when others achieve...it gives us hope and it may even give us the strength and courage to move forward with our goals...even when the goal is getting the bedding washed this week.....M

Changing My Story

Yesterday, as I was in the throes of potty training a three year old AND a puppy, I thought "I'm too old for this!" 

My girlfriend called and I sighed because all I had done all day was wipe up poo and pee. 

I lead such a glamorous life, I told her. 

I felt sorry for myself for a few minutes longer then I put it into perspective. 

Because I know that our thoughts are powerful and that we make up our stories as we go along, I realized that the thought I had about my age was just that, only a thought... only a little piece of the story I call my life. 

I also know that if you don't like the story you are telling, then change it. 

I knew I had to quit telling the same "old" story to everyone I talked to yesterday because then that was all I was focusing on. I had to change my story, my perception. 

The saying is that you are only as old as you feel. Some days I do feel old (like yesterday) and some days I feel 18 again, like at my college reunion a couple weeks ago. 

It really is a person's perception. I decided that I wasn't too old for what I was doing....Truthfully?...I think I was just feeling envious of my friends who are way past the potty training stage and who can leave the house without worrying about where the three year old and puppy are going to pee while they're gone. (a wonderful EFT tapping moment....) 

Yet, on the other hand, I love that my three year old makes me giggle every day! When he hugs me and tells me he loves me big...there's no greater feeling. I feel no certain age at that time, I just feel grateful and happy. 

Age really has no numbers....it is how you feel. 

Maybe it's easier to say that now than when I was in my 20's. What a time that was...so much insecurity, yet so much discovery. I'm glad to be past that. 

Maybe it's also easier to say that now than when I'm in my 70's and realizing that I can't go back...I don't know. 

But I do think that once you reach a certain point, you get more comfortable in your skin. 

You realize that you don't have to try to keep up with everyone. You also realize that you don't need to impress anyone, anymore. You are what you are. 

It's a good place to be. 

So, while I'm at home potty training and all my friends are out travelling and being free...I'll not worry about what I don't have. 

I have a beautiful three year old (and puppy)who is teaching me patience and tolerance and making me laugh while he's at it! 

Thank goodness for the bundles of joy that come in small packages.....M

Participating in the World

Hi there! 

I've just read an article with Sally Field. 

She's such a bubbly soul! 

When the person doing the interview asked Sally what she thought she'd be remembered for, she said she'd like to be remembered as someone who cared.....someone who participated in the world. 

That made me stop and think for a moment. 

I would also like to be remembered for that as well but am I participating in the world? 

How many of us can say that we have participated in the world? 

I think that statement would have a different meaning for each of us. 

For myself, I don't necessarily mean in big ways such as becoming a political leader or a famous actor. 

I mean participating in the world in small, caring ways. 

How about volunteering in your community? I know organizations such as Meals on Wheels are always looking for help. Check out your local schools to see if you can be a tutor for a struggling student or become a classroom reader. We always appreciated our volunteer readers who came in every morning to read with the grade one class. 

Other ways to participate in the world is to clean up the garbage in your neighborhood. It doesn't matter who put it there and who's to blame...just pick it up! 

Go green in your home....there are many websites you can look up that can give you ways to go greener in your home and in your community. 

Participate in the world...don't just sit back and complain about what's wrong in the world and whose fault it is. 

Do your part by taking small steps to improve what you can. 

Don't do it for the recognition or the glory...just do it because of how it makes you feel. 

As in the last post, you'll soon find that your energy will shift, your awareness will shift and the world will seem a bit brighter for you....and for your children and their children. 

Lift that fog of doom and despair that circles around so many of us...participate in the world, in whatever way that means for you.....M

Attitudes

I was at a reunion this past weekend with a group of friends I went to college with 20 some odd years ago.

It was so much fun to sit and tell the funny stories from college and laugh. 

It struck me that I hadn't laughed that much in a very long time. 

I wonder why that is? 

Do we just get so caught up in the mundane chore of everyday living that we forget to stop and have fun? 

We talked about that this weekend. Why is it that we waited 20 years to get together? What have we been doing for those 20 years? 

I guess life gets busy and next thing we know, it's been 20 years since we were with the people who basically became like family to us. 

We all lived in dorms so we really got to know each other..the good, the bad and the ugly. We were like family and getting together this past weekend was a true testament to that. 

There were no judgements, no "better than thou" attitudes, no comparisons. Just everyone accepting each other for where they'd been and who they had become. 

I wish every day life could be like that. 

Why do so many people look for reasons to be offended? If they look hard enough each day, they will find those reasons. 

Why do so many people feel they have to judge others on what they have or don't have? 

I once read that if you meet a person on the street, you should find something about him to like, even if it's just the fact that they have nice shoelaces. 

Look for things to admire about someone, instead of things to feel resentful about. 

We all have our own struggles, we all have our own stories and we all have our own reasons for being the way are. 

Until you walk in another's shoes, it's seems pretty petty and pretty useless to judge them. It also just seems like such a waste of time and energy to be angry, to be resentful, and to blame someone for your reaction to them. 

There are so many wonderful things in the world to be grateful for...like the friends from college who embrace you upon meeting again and who, when they say they are glad to see you again, you know they mean it. 

Take less time to find things to be offended by and more time to find things to be thankful for. You'll be amazed at how your energy, your well-being and your attitude shifts.....M

So Much Info!

I just have so much information to share that it's sometimes hard to figure out what I should write about. 

I guess that with EFT being my primary modality, I should give you more information about that. 

I have links to the side of my blog to my friend and mentor Jeanine Crombie and to the main EFT website where you can read some amazing testimonials. 

You can even download the EFT Manual from there for free. 

If you are in the school system, take a look at the link at Schools Made Easier. I have seen some of the amazing things EFT can take care of. 

Recently I worked with a client who was having relationship issues. The issues were a result of something that had happened to this client about 16 years ago, and actually had nothing to do with their spouse at all! 

The emotions were just buried deep in this client and they kept rearing their ugliness at various times in the marriage, causing all kinds of resentments, anger and blame. 

When we began to tap, the client's intensity level was at about a 10 out of 10! 

Once we had completed a few rounds of EFT tapping, the client was laughing about the whole issue. From tears and insecurity to laughter and surprise in about 30 minutes. 

That's the wonder of EFT.....check it out.......M

Why Happy Butterflies?

Happy Butterflies......yep, it may seem like a strange title, but the impact behind it is huge! 

I just sent out my first newsletter and it was bit nervewracking. 

I had a ball of churning anxiety in my stomach after I sent it out. 

What will people think of me? 

It just so happened that I had an EFT session with my friend Jeanine right after I sent out the newsletter. We were tapping for Alleviating Anxiety and it was just the right topic for me at that moment. 

As we did EFT and tapped, she mentioned something about the ball of anxiety in my stomach being replaced by happy butterflies. The anxiety changed into a soothing sensation and I felt much relief. 

So, I want to remember to keep happy butterflies inside. 

But I also want to remember that it's okay to feel anxious at times. After all, that's what makes us move forward and want to do the best job we can. However, it is okay to think of that anxiety as happy butterflies instead of a negative emotion. 

Happy butterflies, everyone.....M

Update:  My blog is not longer called Happy Butterflies, but the thoughts behind are still valid and relevant!