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Letting the words flow through my mind like a river…

A winding river flowing along a wooded path and eventually pouring itself into the ocean.  Beautiful and original every step of the way…

The ocean swallows me whole.  I am swallowed by the enormity of the waves of life.  My heart is at once drowning from and filling with their cradle and crash.

Escaping is no use, assimilation to the waves is the only way to survive.  

Surviving rather than thriving.  The beauty of the river gives way to the surviving of the oceans waves.  They are so powerful…  They cradle and crash… cradle and crash… cradle and crash…

I am left not knowing whether to seek their comfort or fear their consequences.

The waves crash in and out against the flat sand along the beach.

Is the ocean my friend or my enemy?

Listen to the waves… they are clear with their intent, each born anew.  Like an eagle of opportunities…  both success and failure in equal measure.  Flying high above the ground and crashing against whatever stubbornness is in their path.

Who dares stand against these eagle crashing waves?

I stand against the crash of the waves… at once baptized and softened… reprimanded and renewed.

Waves are like that…  They have the ability to change the shape and feel of a thing…  weathering even the most hardened among us.  Revealing  true beauty and depth of character that can’t be challenged…

Because it is authentic, like the flowing river.

Today I saw a white feather floating down over my head in Times Square.   Anyone who has visited New York, knows that this area is full of people and usually very loud, crazy and more than a little dirty! (…especially in the summertime)   It was such a magical moment and I took a mini-break from my busy day to observe its presence.

When I see a feather, it makes me think that someone above is watching over me and always brings a smile to my face knowing that I’m not alone in any given moment.  It’s easy to become so absorbed in our days and lives, that we never look up to see the beauty and magic in the world.  Nature is always communicating with us, reminding us that we are connected to each other, as well as, a higher source of guidance.  Feathers can remind to you be “light” in your heart and to see the “light” in your everyday surroundings.

Practice the art of being “light as a feather” in your day, see what happens to your own heart. ♥  

Today is a gorgeous day in Brooklyn.  It’s completely clear and the sky and water are the most beautiful shades of blue…  Especially the water.  It’s that perfect combination of green and blue.

I rode my bike to the Brooklyn Bridge to sit in the sunshine and have coffee.  I positioned myself in front of the carousel which was full of little kids!  There must have been some event happening, because I was suddenly swarmed by 2-year-old little boys and girls.  My God, they are so cute and so funny.  It was a bit like being swarmed by bees, but in a good way.  What I noticed most about them, is they smile and laugh with their entire body… I mean how can you not be hypnotized by such beauty!

They must have been handing out balloons for this event, because they were flying all over the place.  The colors painted such a pretty picture against that brilliant blue sky.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a little boy running along with a red balloon.  He suddenly let go of the balloon!  The wind took it and it floated over the railing and down to the water.  Oh dear, his face… first it was total disbelief, then came the sadness.  I looked at him and said “OH, NO”!  He clouded up and rained just like a storm.  His Dad, was quickly by his side, comforting him and telling him it would be ok.  It was so sweet to watch.

What happened next is another example of magic in the Universe.  That balloon, floated up from the water, back over the railing, directly across the walkway and into the hands of the little boy!  I swear on my grandma’s grave!  OMG… I mean, I started looking around.  Did anyone else see that?  It was fantastic!  The little boy’s face was just pure joy.  That moment was right out of a movie.  It was, in my mind, a complete example of heaven on earth.  I sat for a moment, so humbled by this beautiful sight.

Letting go of a balloon is a lot like losing something you love in life.  The instant it happens is so heart wrenching.  Seeing this on a child’s face is a perfect example of how we, as adults, feel on the inside.   What if letting go is for the greater good?  Maybe we’ve been clinging to something that needs to be released.  What if letting go will actually free you to RECEIVE what is really yours?   Just like the red balloon that found its way home to the little boy.  ♥

So…    as I grew up in a very small town, in a rural community, I am by geography a farmer.  Now, living in the big city, I still try to dig in the dirt as much as possible.  I have a small garden on my patio, that I prune, plant and water.  I have the most gorgeous rose growing in a pot.  Its the kind of rose that gives these rouge colored flowers.  I live to see this thing blooming.  It starts to give blooms around May of every year and keeps producing well  into October.  She is a fellow spirit of mine and she gives me so much joy.

This summer was a hot one and during the middle of July, my gorgeous rose started to die!  I had to prune away more than half of her arms.  I cut them way back, almost too far…  I was thinking to myself that I might lose my gorgeous friend.  I continued to water and care for her, just as I would if she were healthy.  This morning as I went outside to check the plants, to my surprise, she was back in full swing.  The arms that I had so aggressively cut back were almost completely regrown!  They were also full of new blooms.  You can imagine my delight…

The rose made me think of how we all go through periods of rebirth in life.  I have had quite a few.  I’ve seen people I love go through some tough ones as well.  It seems very dark during that “pruning” process.  Letting go of the parts of ourselves that die off is a natural process.  You know what?  It frees up our energy to birth something totally new.  That is the beautiful miracle of rebirth.

What kind of rebirth do you experience in your own life?

Yesterday, I spent the entire afternoon at one of my favorite places in the world…  the BEACH!  It was just a beautiful day.  There was a slight breeze, the water was warm and crystal clear, the sky was blue, the waves were gentle…  You can visualize the day, right?  It was heaven on earth.

When I spend time at the beach, I always observe the beauty that is evident all around me.  Yesterday, I became engrossed with picking up beach rocks, not shells, the rocks!  What a day it was for my search.  I found so much variety.  There were all shapes, sizes, colors, textures, you name it.  Each one was more beautiful than the next.  While some were pure in color, they had beautiful shapes.  Others were expertly colored and textured.  The sizes ranged from tiny to enormous… can you see where I’m going with this?

As I walked along picking them up for my collection, I was struck by how much these rocks reminded me of people.  Each one was so unique and a complete masterpiece, just the way people are.  Mother Nature has the most diverse palette and she paints each of us expertly.  It’s our job to recognize uniqueness and beauty in each other. 

Try looking at your brothers and sisters of the world with a different lens.  Can you see the masterpiece in front of you?  Acknowledge them with wonder and love. ♥ 

In today’s society we have a lot of distractions.  We are bombarded with sounds, images, people, traffic, media, you name it!  Sometimes all this stimulation is invigorating.  It both inspires and entertains us with its variety.  Other times all these distractions can be destructive, because it keeps you from hearing your own voice.  We need some time to sit in the quiet in order to reconnect with ourselves.

Being in the quiet is not as easy as it sounds.  Try an experiment.  Turn off all phones, televisions, computers, lights, etc.  Whatever you would normally have going as you move through your day.  Now try just spending a few moments with this quiet.  At first, you might think you’re going to have a mini-breakdown.  It’s like coming off of caffeine,  you’ll be a little edgy.  Once this initial withdrawal has subsided, something amazing happens.  First, you start to feel more at peace.  Second, you begin to hear your own thoughts and feelings.  Third, you’ll begin to hear the sounds of nature, you might even hear birds chirping!

It’s a mystery to me, why we spend so much time not listening to our own inner wisdom, because it has so much value.  Being in the quiet helps us to be grounded in a world that keeps us in the air most of the time.  Listening to your own wisdom is essential to being present in your life and making sure you are moving in the right direction.  Why don’t you schedule some quiet and see for yourself?  Let me know how it goes.  ♥ 

Seriously ladies, why is it so attractive to face the world wearing sky-high heels?  I don’t know the answer to this myself.  I only know that I am willing to go to great lengths to wear high heels, even at risk of injury.  I am also sneaky about the heels.  Platform shoes are a great way to sneak in the “high” while still maintaining some form of moderation.

It must be that your legs look extra long and firm while you are perching atop your heels.  We all know that long, gorgeous legs are the way to a man’s heart, right?  We also know that shoes always fit!  (See blog history for “Shoes Always Fit”)  We all want to be 5’11” in our bare feet, because then we can stretch out that extra weight.  I see the twisted logic.

What would it mean to face the world in sensible shoes?  Would it mean your entry into the beautiful woman club has been revoked?  How would your life change if you never, ever again wore high heels?  Wow, I am sad just writing those words…but you see the unspoken power of the high heel.

What is your philosophy about high heels?

(P.S.  The high heels above are beyond gorgeous, and are known in my world as “limo shoes”…meaning you are only wearing these in the limo!)

I saw the new movie “The Help” today.  It was very moving to me for a number of reasons.  I saw how much we’ve changed as a society since the 60’s, how women’s roles have changed, and how women’s friendships have remained the same.  Women look out for each other.

In particular, some women are “game changers”, by this I mean, they see things differently than others and are courageous enough change the game.  This often comes at great personal cost to themselves.  They envision a different world and take active steps to create the difference.  These women are to be celebrated and they come in all ages, races, sizes, and religions.  I salute them all!

Are YOU a game changer?  I would like to hear your voice.  What changes are you creating?

I recently had a conversation with my uncle about teachers.  We discussed the status of education today and how teachers handle very different classrooms today than 50 years ago.  While we were discussing the occupation of teaching, he said something interesting.  The good teachers consider this occupation their calling.  Its been so long since I heard that word.

Merriam-Webster defines calling as, a strong inner impulse toward a particular course of action especially when accompanied by conviction of divine influence.  I always associated a calling with religion and more specifically becoming a priest or nun.  As we talked about teachers, I realized this word has a more global application.

I talk a lot about having a strong connection between your mind and body.  What if finding your calling is just another way to be more joined to your spirit in everyday life?  I think one of the keys to being fulfilled in life, has to do with finding an occupation that is also a calling.

Take some time to quiet yourself and ask what a calling means to you.  How far away are you from being employed in your calling?  How would your life change if you were?  I’d love to know what you think!  I’m going to do this as well.  More to come…♥

Today is the first great woman spotlight.  Exciting!  This is really what this blog is about.  Wonderful, creative, hardworking, women who make a difference in the world.  There are so many out there.  I hope that this blog can be a spotlight for all of them.  I will begin by writing about someone who is special to me, but in the future, I would love to read about your great women.

Alejandra is a personal trainer.  She and her husband own a fitness studio called The EveryDay Athlete.  I met her about 6 years ago when I was having severe low back pain.  This woman is a giver.  She is a Mother, not just to her own child, but to every one she works with.  She does pre and post natal fitness for women, in addition to her private sessions and small group trainings.  She is from Chile by way of Costa Rica.  She came to this country, because she fell in love.  She left everything she knew to start a new life in New York with her now husband, Tomas.  She didn’t speak any english.  Talk about being out of your safety net!

What I admire most about her is her honesty.  She is sometimes brutal with the honesty.  I, on the other hand. and am always looking for the “right” answer, rather than just the facts.  I learned so much from her about my body and myself.  I learn something new each time I exercise with her.  Sometimes we are both surprised at the thoughts that arise during the course of a workout.  Sort of like physical therapy with a twist!  I learned that the stronger I feel in my body, the stronger I am in life.  I am grateful for her both as a teacher and a friend and I am delighted that she is my first spotlight.

Check her out at EverydayAthlete.com

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