It's serious when I jump out of bed, drink my water (I always keep a glass bottle filled with water by my bedside), and take my measurements. You know measuring my belly, arms, thighs, and hips. I have always struggled with motivating myself to exercise consistently. And I go through spells of eating crap. Otherwise, I'm a poster child for clean and healthy eating.
I have decided that today is it. I had it. A new adventure is starting for me! Project Rosy!
That's right, I have been reading how your most important project will always be yourself. So, I'm jumping right on it. It took me a little over 90 days to quit biting my nails. So, I know that in order to form a great habit or discontinue a bad one, I need to invest some serious time.
And I'm ready. I'm ready to change my thinking to feel great about myself inside and out.
Project Rosy - Part 1
Starting today, July 27th, I promise to invest time to do the following:
1. Meditate (I practice Transcendental Meditation). Sadly, I haven't been consistent with it.
2. Drink Water, at least 1 to 2 cups as follows:
a. As soon as, I jump out of bed.
b. Right before I shower.
c. During and after exercise.
d. 30 minutes before meals.
3. Read at least two chapters a day. Sadly, I have been struggling with reading consistently.
4. Exercise for at least 30 minutes a day.
I know that there is more to be done but I don't want to overwhelm myself. This is a good start. My goal is to continue to add to the list.
Project Rosy has begun! Cheers!
Monday, July 27, 2015
Friday, December 6, 2013
"...Because of Department Changes, Your Position Has Been Eliminated..." How I found a blessing behind those words
TGIF, it's 11/15/2013... I was beyond excited. It was my last day before my two week vacation. I had many plans. I even stayed after work to clean up and rearrange my desk. I wanted my space to look pretty. Vacation, here I come. The weekend was awesome, two days of fun and knowing that come Monday no alarm at 4:15 a.m. My vacation is going to be a grand adventure. I just didn't know how big of an adventure it was going to be...
The day was Tuesday, 11/19/2013. At 8:35 a.m., I get a call from my boss and the VP. I knew something had happened and my life would change. Why would these two call me on my vacation? Well, all I hear is, "...Because of Department Changes, Your Position Has Been Eliminated..." Then, I hear, "the company is thankful for all your hard work..." After that, I do not remember the rest of the pre-written speech. Then suddenly there was silence, I simply said, "Okay." Seriously, what could I say, NADA. I asked if I can drive up to return the laptop and pack up my desk. My, now, ex-boss asked the VP if that was okay? VP replied with, "yes, that is fine."
As I got ready to make that final drive in, I was surprised that I wasn't sad, upset, angry, no emotion at all. I got to thinking, perhaps I'm in shock. No tears, I texted a few friends and told them what had happened. I even spoke to one, my voice was fine. I wasn't shaking with fear, wasn't talking with tears in my voice, again NADA. My friends were more emotional than I was...
As I got to the building, I called my, now, ex-boss to tell her I was in the lobby of the building. I didn't dare use my badge for fear it wouldn't work. I didn't want to go there. My ex-boss came down and she asked why I wasn't on vacation. I replied, "I am on vacation." "No, I meant why are you here. I thought you were going out of town." I replied, "Yes, I'm driving out of town tonight." I guess she didn't know what to say, again what can you say. We said nothing else. I realized I wasn't upset with her, either. I wasn't upset with the VP. I understand that this is a company and decisions have to be made. The only thing I was upset about is how I was told. Really, you wait until a person is on vacation! AND, that was the end of my emotional rant.
My ex-boss helped me packed. She was packing in lightening speed. I was like wait, I could miss some stuff. She was putting items that belonged to the company. I said, "let me do it, these don't belong to me." I made sure I left everything that didn't belong to me there. I didn't want any of it.
I finished and left. She didn't walk me out. I appreciated that. I saw a couple of coworkers on my way down the stairs. All were more upset than I was. I was seriously questioning why I wasn't more upset about this. After all, it's right before the holidays. I got a few phone numbers and left. As I walked out of the building, I took a deep breath and said to myself out of the blue, "my nightmare is over." I quickly thought to myself, where did that come from...
As I drove away, I kept thinking why would I say, "my nightmare is over?" Why? Is it because this wasn't the first time I left this company? Here is the back story...
April 2007, I left this same company, but it was my decision. I was beyond stressed and work wasn't fun. It had become a chore and nightmare. The job was affecting my health, too. I remember one Friday night I had plans, but couldn't leave on time, my, then, boss gave me a project that needed to be done that night. She left for the day, but I was stuck completely the project. Well, I finished it two hours later. I was grateful that I knew friends that could help me with information. But, as I walked out of the building, my left arm was numb, my left eye was twitching, my head was ready to explode, and I was experiencing blurred vision. As I sat in my car, I said, "this is just F*CKED UP! It shouldn't be like this." I started to cry. I was beyond miserable. I was making some good money, but couldn't enjoy it. I was spending money just to spend and still wasn't happy. I was always in a bad mood, was gaining weight fast, and nothing was making me happy. I got home and asked, "God, help me make a decision." I woke up and realized, I had to quit this miserable job. I was going to miss the money, but then again I wasn't saving any of it and wasn't happy with it. So the decision was clear, I wrote my resignation letter and turned it in that Monday. Once the boss acknowledged the letter, I felt free and happy.
June 2009, I needed a job. My money had run out. I got a call from a great friend who said, "send me your resume. I found you a job." The job was back in my old company but in a different area and I wasn't a supervisor (my previous position). I said, "OK!" I was excited, because I truly believe this time, things would be different. As I began working there again, I quickly realized that it was still the same but in different area. OMG! But, hey, I needed the work and needed money so whatever issues I had with it, I quickly brushed them aside. I gained weight, didn't hang out with any of my new coworkers, I felt alone and misunderstood. I wasn't happy once again. I made no attempt to look for another position, because I kept hoping things would change. And it did...
March 4, 2011, my nephew, Jordan, is KIA in Afghanistan. Life takes a new turn. I was depressed and angry. It affected my work. It wasn't a good time at work and, frankly, I didn't care. Thinking back, I was so miserable. It took me over a year and half to get back on track. I still mourn my nephew, I will never get over it, but I have learned a few things to move forward...
July 2013, I decided to start practicing Transcendental Meditation. This after over six months of illness (sinus and a pinched nerve on my neck), I knew that I was allowing the misery of work to once again affect my health. I was a miserable person. Doing TM twice a day opened my eyes to a lot of things. My moods were better, I laughed more, I started to read again, I started to really love sports again, I was eating better, still working on exercising consistently, I started being my old silly self. I was happy! With my new happy self, I was able to accomplish more at work and learn new things. I was open to anything and everything. I realized that I was bored at work, too. I wanted so much more. I realized that I didn't dress like me, either. I looked terrible, it just wasn't me. And I was excited that I took time and paid attention, FINALLY. I love dressing up, wearing make up, perfume, being girly! TM and Jordan's spirit were helping me move forward in a positive way. I knew I had to make changes, soon. I kept doing my job until 11/19/2013 happened...
The company made that decision for me, I am being forced to change NOW. And that is just fine with me. I am happy. I am not stressing over crap I can't control. I'm grateful for a lot in my life. I am going to be just fine. A new adventure is beginning and I welcome it!
My nightmare was indeed over... Thank goodness for department changes... A blessing for sure.
The day was Tuesday, 11/19/2013. At 8:35 a.m., I get a call from my boss and the VP. I knew something had happened and my life would change. Why would these two call me on my vacation? Well, all I hear is, "...Because of Department Changes, Your Position Has Been Eliminated..." Then, I hear, "the company is thankful for all your hard work..." After that, I do not remember the rest of the pre-written speech. Then suddenly there was silence, I simply said, "Okay." Seriously, what could I say, NADA. I asked if I can drive up to return the laptop and pack up my desk. My, now, ex-boss asked the VP if that was okay? VP replied with, "yes, that is fine."
As I got ready to make that final drive in, I was surprised that I wasn't sad, upset, angry, no emotion at all. I got to thinking, perhaps I'm in shock. No tears, I texted a few friends and told them what had happened. I even spoke to one, my voice was fine. I wasn't shaking with fear, wasn't talking with tears in my voice, again NADA. My friends were more emotional than I was...
As I got to the building, I called my, now, ex-boss to tell her I was in the lobby of the building. I didn't dare use my badge for fear it wouldn't work. I didn't want to go there. My ex-boss came down and she asked why I wasn't on vacation. I replied, "I am on vacation." "No, I meant why are you here. I thought you were going out of town." I replied, "Yes, I'm driving out of town tonight." I guess she didn't know what to say, again what can you say. We said nothing else. I realized I wasn't upset with her, either. I wasn't upset with the VP. I understand that this is a company and decisions have to be made. The only thing I was upset about is how I was told. Really, you wait until a person is on vacation! AND, that was the end of my emotional rant.
My ex-boss helped me packed. She was packing in lightening speed. I was like wait, I could miss some stuff. She was putting items that belonged to the company. I said, "let me do it, these don't belong to me." I made sure I left everything that didn't belong to me there. I didn't want any of it.
I finished and left. She didn't walk me out. I appreciated that. I saw a couple of coworkers on my way down the stairs. All were more upset than I was. I was seriously questioning why I wasn't more upset about this. After all, it's right before the holidays. I got a few phone numbers and left. As I walked out of the building, I took a deep breath and said to myself out of the blue, "my nightmare is over." I quickly thought to myself, where did that come from...
As I drove away, I kept thinking why would I say, "my nightmare is over?" Why? Is it because this wasn't the first time I left this company? Here is the back story...
April 2007, I left this same company, but it was my decision. I was beyond stressed and work wasn't fun. It had become a chore and nightmare. The job was affecting my health, too. I remember one Friday night I had plans, but couldn't leave on time, my, then, boss gave me a project that needed to be done that night. She left for the day, but I was stuck completely the project. Well, I finished it two hours later. I was grateful that I knew friends that could help me with information. But, as I walked out of the building, my left arm was numb, my left eye was twitching, my head was ready to explode, and I was experiencing blurred vision. As I sat in my car, I said, "this is just F*CKED UP! It shouldn't be like this." I started to cry. I was beyond miserable. I was making some good money, but couldn't enjoy it. I was spending money just to spend and still wasn't happy. I was always in a bad mood, was gaining weight fast, and nothing was making me happy. I got home and asked, "God, help me make a decision." I woke up and realized, I had to quit this miserable job. I was going to miss the money, but then again I wasn't saving any of it and wasn't happy with it. So the decision was clear, I wrote my resignation letter and turned it in that Monday. Once the boss acknowledged the letter, I felt free and happy.
June 2009, I needed a job. My money had run out. I got a call from a great friend who said, "send me your resume. I found you a job." The job was back in my old company but in a different area and I wasn't a supervisor (my previous position). I said, "OK!" I was excited, because I truly believe this time, things would be different. As I began working there again, I quickly realized that it was still the same but in different area. OMG! But, hey, I needed the work and needed money so whatever issues I had with it, I quickly brushed them aside. I gained weight, didn't hang out with any of my new coworkers, I felt alone and misunderstood. I wasn't happy once again. I made no attempt to look for another position, because I kept hoping things would change. And it did...
March 4, 2011, my nephew, Jordan, is KIA in Afghanistan. Life takes a new turn. I was depressed and angry. It affected my work. It wasn't a good time at work and, frankly, I didn't care. Thinking back, I was so miserable. It took me over a year and half to get back on track. I still mourn my nephew, I will never get over it, but I have learned a few things to move forward...
July 2013, I decided to start practicing Transcendental Meditation. This after over six months of illness (sinus and a pinched nerve on my neck), I knew that I was allowing the misery of work to once again affect my health. I was a miserable person. Doing TM twice a day opened my eyes to a lot of things. My moods were better, I laughed more, I started to read again, I started to really love sports again, I was eating better, still working on exercising consistently, I started being my old silly self. I was happy! With my new happy self, I was able to accomplish more at work and learn new things. I was open to anything and everything. I realized that I was bored at work, too. I wanted so much more. I realized that I didn't dress like me, either. I looked terrible, it just wasn't me. And I was excited that I took time and paid attention, FINALLY. I love dressing up, wearing make up, perfume, being girly! TM and Jordan's spirit were helping me move forward in a positive way. I knew I had to make changes, soon. I kept doing my job until 11/19/2013 happened...
The company made that decision for me, I am being forced to change NOW. And that is just fine with me. I am happy. I am not stressing over crap I can't control. I'm grateful for a lot in my life. I am going to be just fine. A new adventure is beginning and I welcome it!
My nightmare was indeed over... Thank goodness for department changes... A blessing for sure.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
One Eye Rosy
There was an organization change at work. No big deal, it happens, I work for a huge company so I understand. I'm learning all sort of new things. That's awesome, keeps my brain flowing.
Almost two weeks ago, daylight savings time kick in. With the organizational and time change, I am messed up, can't get it together in the mornings. And the funny thing is, I am a morning person. I worry that I'm not catching on as fast as I should, given my experience.
Well, this week took the cake, took it's toll, I drove in to work later than normal and with one eye done. I forgot to apply makeup to my left eye. I didn't even know it. And this after visiting the ladies room several times in the morning. A coworker did ask if I was ok. I think she must have looked at my face and realized something was off. I took a break and went to my car. Before leaving my car, I check my hair and realized, OMG, no make up on the right eye. I quickly went to my desk and pulled out my purse from the drawer. I opened it, only to realize I forgot my makeup bag at home. I sat there and LAUGHED. Why not, I was One Eye Rosy. Goodness, life always finds a way of telling me, "see slow down, it will be just fine."
As I drove home, I started to laugh. Why not, just another crazy adventure for me. Ha-ha!!!
Almost two weeks ago, daylight savings time kick in. With the organizational and time change, I am messed up, can't get it together in the mornings. And the funny thing is, I am a morning person. I worry that I'm not catching on as fast as I should, given my experience.
Well, this week took the cake, took it's toll, I drove in to work later than normal and with one eye done. I forgot to apply makeup to my left eye. I didn't even know it. And this after visiting the ladies room several times in the morning. A coworker did ask if I was ok. I think she must have looked at my face and realized something was off. I took a break and went to my car. Before leaving my car, I check my hair and realized, OMG, no make up on the right eye. I quickly went to my desk and pulled out my purse from the drawer. I opened it, only to realize I forgot my makeup bag at home. I sat there and LAUGHED. Why not, I was One Eye Rosy. Goodness, life always finds a way of telling me, "see slow down, it will be just fine."
As I drove home, I started to laugh. Why not, just another crazy adventure for me. Ha-ha!!!
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
The Evil Drink
I'm BACK!!!!!!!!!!!
I started writing this post several months ago. I haven't been in the writing mood for awhile. Work and personal life have sucked the energy out of it. I allowed it, plain and simple. TRUTH!!!
With that said, I have a confession...sigh! It might make you sick to the stomach. Ok, here goes: I'm addicted to DIET COKE! Did you hear the music of guilt? I know, it's bad. I repeat I know it's BAD! I know everything about it is bad. BUT, how I love the burn!
Now that I have spilled the beans about my darn habit, I decided to make a huge change! The Tuesday, a day before Lent (yes, I'm catholic)- the question came up, "what are you going to give up for Lent?" I pondered the question. Most people would say, "I'm going to work on myself -like having more patience, being less judgmental, etc." ME, I try to do those things everyday. So for me, I decided to give up a specific food or drink that has been a thorn on my side for years. A specific food or drink that is just sabotaging my overall wellness - Diet Coke!
This year, I decided this is it. My approach is a bit different. I just stopped cold turkey on Ash Wednesday.
Today is March 6, 2013- NO DIET COKE! So far, I have discovered that I'm drinking less coffee and more water. I'm not going to bash myself anymore, historically that leads to failure. All I know like everything else, I need to work at it, EVERYDAY!
Next step, I need to work on a consistent exercise program... I'm done for now. Till next time, Cheers to Great Health!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
I Believe In the Good in ME!
When I wake up in the morning, I say to myself, "today is going to be a good day." And I mean it. I want nothing better than to have a great day full of laughter and joy. Most of the time, my days are good.
I have learned that each day is different. I don't fight the change, I flow with it. I see the potential in things. I see the joy in everything- well, I try.
If I have a bad day, I flow with it. I'm trying to see if I can learn from it.
I laugh every day. I remember something funny that was once said either from a friend or from family. I used to feel guilty for laughing on my days filled with sorrow, if that makes any kind of sense. But, now I know that I need to flow with it. If I want to laugh, I will. If I want to cry, I will. If I want to scream, I will.
Why? Because, I believe in the good in me... Thank you Patti Digh.
I have learned that each day is different. I don't fight the change, I flow with it. I see the potential in things. I see the joy in everything- well, I try.
If I have a bad day, I flow with it. I'm trying to see if I can learn from it.
I laugh every day. I remember something funny that was once said either from a friend or from family. I used to feel guilty for laughing on my days filled with sorrow, if that makes any kind of sense. But, now I know that I need to flow with it. If I want to laugh, I will. If I want to cry, I will. If I want to scream, I will.
Why? Because, I believe in the good in me... Thank you Patti Digh.
Monday, July 11, 2011
A Real Nightmare!
Sometimes I get in my car and scream, "SOMEONE PLEASE WAKE ME UP FROM THIS DREAM. IT'S A NIGHTMARE THAT DOESN'T END!!!"
But, it's no dream, it's a real nightmare.
It's been 4 months, when will I feel normal again! "Jordan, your Aunt Ana, had a bad day today."
But, it's no dream, it's a real nightmare.
It's been 4 months, when will I feel normal again! "Jordan, your Aunt Ana, had a bad day today."
Saturday, June 18, 2011
The Wild Ride of 2011
It's been awhile... It seems that I say this every couple of months. But, like before, if I'm not in the mood to write, then the end result will be CRAP!!!
This year has been a challenge. I'm not ready to share but will soon. All I can say is that 2011 is turning out to be a Wild Ride with many twists, turns and sadness.
I feel that I'm hitting rock bottom. And rock bottom is simply forcing me to face my many fears. No, I'm not homeless or being thrown in jail, nothing that extreme. I'm being force to just face the challenges that life brings. I know I'm being vague, but I need to get this out.
Life is wonderful, fabulous. I'm here so I'm grateful.
June 21st is the beginning of the Summer of 2011. I can't wait. It's my favorite time of year. I love the long days. My hope is that I can use the summer to encourage me to reevaluate my existence in this wonderful, challenging world. The Wild Ride of the Summer is the perfect beginning to free myself.
We never stop learning and changing- this I know for sure! So Viva the Wonderful World of Life! And Cheers to the Summer of 2011.
More to come, so stay turned...
This year has been a challenge. I'm not ready to share but will soon. All I can say is that 2011 is turning out to be a Wild Ride with many twists, turns and sadness.
I feel that I'm hitting rock bottom. And rock bottom is simply forcing me to face my many fears. No, I'm not homeless or being thrown in jail, nothing that extreme. I'm being force to just face the challenges that life brings. I know I'm being vague, but I need to get this out.
Life is wonderful, fabulous. I'm here so I'm grateful.
June 21st is the beginning of the Summer of 2011. I can't wait. It's my favorite time of year. I love the long days. My hope is that I can use the summer to encourage me to reevaluate my existence in this wonderful, challenging world. The Wild Ride of the Summer is the perfect beginning to free myself.
We never stop learning and changing- this I know for sure! So Viva the Wonderful World of Life! And Cheers to the Summer of 2011.
More to come, so stay turned...
Friday, December 17, 2010
The Curly Windshield Wipers
It's been awhile since my last post, but honestly if I'm not in the mood to write, then the end result is always crap.
I usually drive in to work around 5:15 a.m. every morning- since I work with east coast peeps at times. Well, this past Thursday, it was raining. Raining enough that I noticed my windshield wipers weren't doing their job. My 35 minute drive to work was pure misery. I finally got to work by the grace of light traffic and being super careful.
Around mid morning, I noticed it stopped raining. I walked out to my car to take a good look at the wipers. What I saw was just shocking, the wipers were curling up, like my curly hair. I was appalled! I realized that I had to get the wipers replaced a.s.a.p. it was going to rain that very night and the forecast said rain all weekend.
As I walked back to my office, I was in deep thought asking myself, "when was the last time these wipers were replaced???" I just couldn't remember, so sad. Well, I called my local Acura dealer to see if the wipers for my car were in stock. The wipers were there and after promising to be around 4 p.m. I hung up.
As I drove up to the dealership, I said to myself, "My cute car is a mess outside and inside." Goodness, I'm tardy with everything. I have been meaning to clean my car for weeks. Anywho back to my story...
I asked an employee of the Dealership that I needed new wipers. He said to park, purchase the wipers and come back. He will replace them himself. I did just that.
I gave this nice man the new wipers. He had a rough time removing the first wiper (the long one). He was turning red at the face. He turn to me and asked, "huh, when was the last time you replaced the wipers?" I said, "I don't know, perhaps a year." He said, "ah, no. I think it's been awhile." I admitted to this nice man that it was probably over 2 years since I last replaced the wipers.
I asked him to check the tire pressure since I have been wanting to do that myself for weeks, even though I don't have a clue how to do it. I thanked the nice man and drove off.
I got to thinking as I drove home. This "Curly Windshield Wiper" experience has opened my eyes. I have been putting things off for months. My brain has been so cluttered with crap that it's making me a little absent minded. I got home and opened a notebook. I wrote all the things that I needed to accomplish that I have been putting off.
Is it working??? Well, I knocked off three items from the list this morning! I will continue to add to the list and cross any accomplishments goals off. I feel better about myself. Who knew that a little rain and a pair of worn out windshield wipers would get my brain flowing again!
Hugs and cheers,
Rosy!!!
I usually drive in to work around 5:15 a.m. every morning- since I work with east coast peeps at times. Well, this past Thursday, it was raining. Raining enough that I noticed my windshield wipers weren't doing their job. My 35 minute drive to work was pure misery. I finally got to work by the grace of light traffic and being super careful.
Around mid morning, I noticed it stopped raining. I walked out to my car to take a good look at the wipers. What I saw was just shocking, the wipers were curling up, like my curly hair. I was appalled! I realized that I had to get the wipers replaced a.s.a.p. it was going to rain that very night and the forecast said rain all weekend.
As I walked back to my office, I was in deep thought asking myself, "when was the last time these wipers were replaced???" I just couldn't remember, so sad. Well, I called my local Acura dealer to see if the wipers for my car were in stock. The wipers were there and after promising to be around 4 p.m. I hung up.
As I drove up to the dealership, I said to myself, "My cute car is a mess outside and inside." Goodness, I'm tardy with everything. I have been meaning to clean my car for weeks. Anywho back to my story...
I asked an employee of the Dealership that I needed new wipers. He said to park, purchase the wipers and come back. He will replace them himself. I did just that.
I gave this nice man the new wipers. He had a rough time removing the first wiper (the long one). He was turning red at the face. He turn to me and asked, "huh, when was the last time you replaced the wipers?" I said, "I don't know, perhaps a year." He said, "ah, no. I think it's been awhile." I admitted to this nice man that it was probably over 2 years since I last replaced the wipers.
I asked him to check the tire pressure since I have been wanting to do that myself for weeks, even though I don't have a clue how to do it. I thanked the nice man and drove off.
I got to thinking as I drove home. This "Curly Windshield Wiper" experience has opened my eyes. I have been putting things off for months. My brain has been so cluttered with crap that it's making me a little absent minded. I got home and opened a notebook. I wrote all the things that I needed to accomplish that I have been putting off.
Is it working??? Well, I knocked off three items from the list this morning! I will continue to add to the list and cross any accomplishments goals off. I feel better about myself. Who knew that a little rain and a pair of worn out windshield wipers would get my brain flowing again!
Hugs and cheers,
Rosy!!!
Monday, September 27, 2010
The rock band, Muse, and the Law of Attraction!
One of my favorite bands of all-time is MUSE! I mean, I totally bore my friends and family (who aren't on Twitter or Facebook) about Muse. And, of course, I bore my Twitter and Facebook peeps with my love of MUSE! In fact, I was completely shocked when my cousin, Martha, asked, "who is Muse?" I thought, "HELLO!" Anyway, back to my post.
For months, I have been telling my friends and family that I was going to see Muse perform for the first time in Los Angeles. When I knew the date that Muse was playing in Los Angeles, I started to telling everyone that I will be at the September 25th concert. Here the problem, I didn't have tickets and I made no attempt to buy the tickets. But, deep in my heart, I was going, no matter WHAT!
September 23rd arrives, I'm thinking OMG, MUSE SATURDAY the 25th - I WILL BE THERE! Saturday morning arrives, with no tickets in hand, I log on to ticketmaster. I attempt to purchase two tickets to MUSE. AND my tickets were available, but it said, "limited view." I didn't care because as long as I was there and listening to my band.
I happily got ready to see my band. I drive up to the Staples Center (where the Lakers play). I go in and I'm shown to my seat. OMG, the stage is right in front me. I mean I have NO ONE IN FRONT OF ME. The problem, there is a huge curtain. I'm thinking, "is this what ticketmaster meant by limited view?" Goodness, the opening band is Passion Pit, I could hear them, but not see them. I stayed positive and said, "I'm going to see Muse!" I did finally see the band, Passion Pit, as they were finishing up. You see I realized then that I was by the soundboard. How cool is that!
All around me, people were complaining, "I can't believe ticketmaster sold tickets... what are we going to see... this is b.s." And it goes on and on, but I stayed positive. I said, "I'm going to see MUSE!"
Suddenly, it gets dark and I knew my band was coming up. The intro started, imagines on the curtain. The images continues for about three minutes, then the music for song, Uprising, begins. And The CURTAIN FALLS!!! The stage is five to six feet in front of me. I CAN see the bands' faces! I'm so close that I can see the expressions on their faces and every detail of their clothing. OMG, I knew this was going to happen, I knew I was going to see MUSE. As I jumped and danced to the song, I thought, "the law of attraction is working for me once again!" Going to this concert, I was reminded I need to believe in me, believe that I can do it, believe that I can make. I will forever think of my band, Muse, with a big smile face.
I attached a video of the opening of the concert. (BTW, my seat was left hand side of the stage.) VIVA the LAW OF ATTRACTION- ALWAYS BELIEVE!!!
p.s. I, also, watched Kate Hudson leave the soundboard. She's dating the leading singer.
For months, I have been telling my friends and family that I was going to see Muse perform for the first time in Los Angeles. When I knew the date that Muse was playing in Los Angeles, I started to telling everyone that I will be at the September 25th concert. Here the problem, I didn't have tickets and I made no attempt to buy the tickets. But, deep in my heart, I was going, no matter WHAT!
September 23rd arrives, I'm thinking OMG, MUSE SATURDAY the 25th - I WILL BE THERE! Saturday morning arrives, with no tickets in hand, I log on to ticketmaster. I attempt to purchase two tickets to MUSE. AND my tickets were available, but it said, "limited view." I didn't care because as long as I was there and listening to my band.
I happily got ready to see my band. I drive up to the Staples Center (where the Lakers play). I go in and I'm shown to my seat. OMG, the stage is right in front me. I mean I have NO ONE IN FRONT OF ME. The problem, there is a huge curtain. I'm thinking, "is this what ticketmaster meant by limited view?" Goodness, the opening band is Passion Pit, I could hear them, but not see them. I stayed positive and said, "I'm going to see Muse!" I did finally see the band, Passion Pit, as they were finishing up. You see I realized then that I was by the soundboard. How cool is that!
All around me, people were complaining, "I can't believe ticketmaster sold tickets... what are we going to see... this is b.s." And it goes on and on, but I stayed positive. I said, "I'm going to see MUSE!"
Suddenly, it gets dark and I knew my band was coming up. The intro started, imagines on the curtain. The images continues for about three minutes, then the music for song, Uprising, begins. And The CURTAIN FALLS!!! The stage is five to six feet in front of me. I CAN see the bands' faces! I'm so close that I can see the expressions on their faces and every detail of their clothing. OMG, I knew this was going to happen, I knew I was going to see MUSE. As I jumped and danced to the song, I thought, "the law of attraction is working for me once again!" Going to this concert, I was reminded I need to believe in me, believe that I can do it, believe that I can make. I will forever think of my band, Muse, with a big smile face.
I attached a video of the opening of the concert. (BTW, my seat was left hand side of the stage.) VIVA the LAW OF ATTRACTION- ALWAYS BELIEVE!!!
p.s. I, also, watched Kate Hudson leave the soundboard. She's dating the leading singer.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Conquer your FEARS!
When we have fear inside of us, it causes us to make some bad decisions.
When we have fear inside of us, it causes us to miss opportunities.
When we have fear inside of us, it causes us to change our persona.
When we have fear inside of us, it causes us to live life in limbo.
Bottomline, fear is part of life. It's really how we handle fear that separates us from the rest. Fear is nothing but our minds going into overdrive without direction.
And remember, as Dale Carnegie once said, "You can conquer almost any fear if you will only make up your mind to do so. For remember, fear doesn't exist anywhere except in the mind."
Fight fear- life is just too short.
Peace out!
When we have fear inside of us, it causes us to miss opportunities.
When we have fear inside of us, it causes us to change our persona.
When we have fear inside of us, it causes us to live life in limbo.
Bottomline, fear is part of life. It's really how we handle fear that separates us from the rest. Fear is nothing but our minds going into overdrive without direction.
And remember, as Dale Carnegie once said, "You can conquer almost any fear if you will only make up your mind to do so. For remember, fear doesn't exist anywhere except in the mind."
Fight fear- life is just too short.
Peace out!
Friday, June 4, 2010
Coach John Wooden
It's been awhile that I have written a blog post. My brain has been going through a lot lately. But, tonight, after hearing of the passing of Coach John Wooden, I had to write. I love sports for many reasons. I love the competition and the drama. I love what sports usually represents- TEAM WORK. Because it's so true, there is no I in TEAM.
When the UCLA's Men Basketball team went back to the NCAA National Championship game in 1995, I was introduced to the Wizard of Westwood, Coach John Wooden. I heard about his famous Pyramid of Success, his 10 National Championships, and his speech on putting on socks the correct way at the start of every new season, just to name a few. I read how he truly cared about his players and treated everyone with respect. I found him fascinating. I found him exciting. I found him just plain awesome. I said, "WOW, why don't we have coaches like him today? Imagine the state of our sports teams in America?" He represented the reason why I love sports. I have since read several of his books.
I'm so grateful that we have the technology to just go on a site like youtube and hear him speak. Listening to him, I am always reminded, that it's never too late to be greater. He reminds me that only you can stop you for achieving what you want out of life. He reminds me to appreciate what I have.
Coach John Wooden- you will be missed, but you will, truly, never be forgotten.
I have attached Coach Wooden's TED Talk. If after listening to him doesn't inspire you, I don't know what to tell you. And remember in the words of this great coach, "Success is peace of mind which is a direct result of self-satisfaction in knowing you did your best to become the best that you are capable of becoming."
When the UCLA's Men Basketball team went back to the NCAA National Championship game in 1995, I was introduced to the Wizard of Westwood, Coach John Wooden. I heard about his famous Pyramid of Success, his 10 National Championships, and his speech on putting on socks the correct way at the start of every new season, just to name a few. I read how he truly cared about his players and treated everyone with respect. I found him fascinating. I found him exciting. I found him just plain awesome. I said, "WOW, why don't we have coaches like him today? Imagine the state of our sports teams in America?" He represented the reason why I love sports. I have since read several of his books.
I'm so grateful that we have the technology to just go on a site like youtube and hear him speak. Listening to him, I am always reminded, that it's never too late to be greater. He reminds me that only you can stop you for achieving what you want out of life. He reminds me to appreciate what I have.
Coach John Wooden- you will be missed, but you will, truly, never be forgotten.
I have attached Coach Wooden's TED Talk. If after listening to him doesn't inspire you, I don't know what to tell you. And remember in the words of this great coach, "Success is peace of mind which is a direct result of self-satisfaction in knowing you did your best to become the best that you are capable of becoming."
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Back to Blogging!
It's been so long since I have last written a post. My hands are dirty from all the dust. My main challenge has been balancing my social networking and blogging with my life. I love Twitter and Facebook, just do. I have learned from so many cool, interesting, amazing, smart people. My Twitter peeps literally opened my eyes to all kinds of possibilities. I am reminded every single day that it's never to late to change and explore the world.
SOOOO, In order to get things moving with my social networks, I have decided to log on every morning and night for a half hour or hour. I need to get back in the groove of things.
In order to get things moving with my blog, I have decided to write mini posts every day for a month. I'm hoping that it will stir my brain to write. And I think it's going to work.
Stay tune, this story isn't over!
Peace and Hugs,
Rosy
SOOOO, In order to get things moving with my social networks, I have decided to log on every morning and night for a half hour or hour. I need to get back in the groove of things.
In order to get things moving with my blog, I have decided to write mini posts every day for a month. I'm hoping that it will stir my brain to write. And I think it's going to work.
Stay tune, this story isn't over!
Peace and Hugs,
Rosy
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I'm hungry - My Adventure In Search of a BAGEL this Morning!
Last night, I had dinner at Claim Jumper- baked potato with veggies and some steak. It was yummy and filling.
Fast forward to this morning, I wake up and the first thing I do is try to go on the internet: Facebook,e-mails and read current events. While I'm reading, I realize I'm running late! I leave home hungry and say to myself, "I will stop and get a bagel!" As I drive away from my house, I realized "Oh no, I must pay the water bill!" Yes, it's tardy, meant to drop it off earlier this week, but failed to do that, so off I go to the Water Company. I drop the envelope in the night drop box and realize, "Darn it, I don't have time to stop and get a bagel!" #$%^&!!!!
As I sit at my desk, I realize that I have a guy downstairs who sells bagels, fruit and makes coffees. I take out my wallet, open it and realize NO CASH! But, there is a cash machine downstairs. I take my wallet and off I go. I get to the ATM and it says, "TEMPORARILY OUT!" #$%^&!!!!
I go back upstairs, sit at my desk and STILL VERY HUNGRY!!! I guess I will stay hungry until lunch time!!!
THE END!
Or so I thought.... my boss walks by my desk and notices the pathetic look on my face. She asked, "What is wrong?" I gave her my sad story of my quest for a bagel. She said, "Silly, I have two dollars. Now, you can go downstairs and get yourself the bagel!" I was beyond excited. I given went down via the stairs. I get there and asked Mr. Bagel Guy, "what kinds of bagels do you have?" He replies, "I'm sorry, I ran out of bagels." WHAT, WHAT!!! He says, "it's weird, normally, I don't run out, but today I did." #$%^!!!
SIGH, I go back inside the building and take the elevator back to my floor. As I walk back to my desk, I heard my stomach growling. I just give it a pad.
I tell my story to my friend Turtle Chairez. She says to me, "Today is not your day for a bagel! Maybe it was a blessing in disguise (the Bagels were old). And you know the moral of story is PAY YOUR WATER BILL ON TIME." You know, I agreed with that.
Now, it is truly THE END!!!
Fast forward to this morning, I wake up and the first thing I do is try to go on the internet: Facebook,e-mails and read current events. While I'm reading, I realize I'm running late! I leave home hungry and say to myself, "I will stop and get a bagel!" As I drive away from my house, I realized "Oh no, I must pay the water bill!" Yes, it's tardy, meant to drop it off earlier this week, but failed to do that, so off I go to the Water Company. I drop the envelope in the night drop box and realize, "Darn it, I don't have time to stop and get a bagel!" #$%^&!!!!
As I sit at my desk, I realize that I have a guy downstairs who sells bagels, fruit and makes coffees. I take out my wallet, open it and realize NO CASH! But, there is a cash machine downstairs. I take my wallet and off I go. I get to the ATM and it says, "TEMPORARILY OUT!" #$%^&!!!!
I go back upstairs, sit at my desk and STILL VERY HUNGRY!!! I guess I will stay hungry until lunch time!!!
THE END!
Or so I thought.... my boss walks by my desk and notices the pathetic look on my face. She asked, "What is wrong?" I gave her my sad story of my quest for a bagel. She said, "Silly, I have two dollars. Now, you can go downstairs and get yourself the bagel!" I was beyond excited. I given went down via the stairs. I get there and asked Mr. Bagel Guy, "what kinds of bagels do you have?" He replies, "I'm sorry, I ran out of bagels." WHAT, WHAT!!! He says, "it's weird, normally, I don't run out, but today I did." #$%^!!!
SIGH, I go back inside the building and take the elevator back to my floor. As I walk back to my desk, I heard my stomach growling. I just give it a pad.
I tell my story to my friend Turtle Chairez. She says to me, "Today is not your day for a bagel! Maybe it was a blessing in disguise (the Bagels were old). And you know the moral of story is PAY YOUR WATER BILL ON TIME." You know, I agreed with that.
Now, it is truly THE END!!!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Today's Act of Kindness
I haven't been feeling so good for about a month due to a sinus/ear infection. It's to the point that I'm actually feeling blue about it.
This morning my boss left bagels for everyone in the office. Around 9:30 a.m., I decided to get myself one (I was hungry). When I got there, one of my coworkers was there cleaning, so I helped her. She was telling me that her hubby always use to say to her that she's a bit of a clean freak. Well, as she continues to talks, I learn that her husband of twenty years passed away a year ago. Just like that, she was a widow with two high school aged children. Her son is about to started his first year at UC Riverside this month. She continued to talk and I continued to listen.
She went on to tell me that before she married her husband, he told her that he had renal disease and that he just had his first kidney transplant. If she wanted to break up with him, he would understand. She didn't breakup with him and that first kidney lasted 10 years. Then he got another transplant that lasted 7 years. But, the final crisis, he didn't survive. She feels guilty that she didn't call 911 as soon as he was having his crisis. She asked him if he wanted her to call 911, an ambulance or his doctor, he said no, not yet. The next morning around 2:30 a.m., the choice was taken from him, she called for an ambulance. A few days later, he passed away from renal failure.
She continued telling her story with tears rolling down her face. She said to me, if only she had called sooner, he would have been alive today. By this point, I'm crying with her. As I'm listening, I realized she needed to talk and I needed to listen. I told her if it happened that fast, then there was nothing to be done and it wouldn't have matter 24 hours earlier. She told me that the hospital told her that as well.
She then went on to say that she moved in her sick mother, because no other member in her family wanted to care for her. My coworker's children are helping take care of her as well.
I told her that she has gone through so much. She hasn't had a chance to grieve for her husband. She needs to give herself that time.
We never get over a love ones' death. We just accept that the person is gone and are thankful for the time we had with them. This is how I got over my beloved cousin, Diana, passing away. We gave each other a hug and went back to work.
As I sat at my desk, I decided to send her an e-mail. I said to her that in her grief, she lifted my spirits. I have been so sick that my moods have been gloomy. I said to her that she reminded me that life is bigger than illness. I am taking meds, eating right and taking care of myself. In time, I will heal and feel better.
She Thanked me for listening and that I was a blessing today for her.
Later that afternoon, a friend of mine gave me a fortune cookie, I opened my fortune and it read, "If given a penny for every kind act you'd be a millionaire." I smiled and Thank God that I was there for my coworker, who in her own way was there for me.
This morning my boss left bagels for everyone in the office. Around 9:30 a.m., I decided to get myself one (I was hungry). When I got there, one of my coworkers was there cleaning, so I helped her. She was telling me that her hubby always use to say to her that she's a bit of a clean freak. Well, as she continues to talks, I learn that her husband of twenty years passed away a year ago. Just like that, she was a widow with two high school aged children. Her son is about to started his first year at UC Riverside this month. She continued to talk and I continued to listen.
She went on to tell me that before she married her husband, he told her that he had renal disease and that he just had his first kidney transplant. If she wanted to break up with him, he would understand. She didn't breakup with him and that first kidney lasted 10 years. Then he got another transplant that lasted 7 years. But, the final crisis, he didn't survive. She feels guilty that she didn't call 911 as soon as he was having his crisis. She asked him if he wanted her to call 911, an ambulance or his doctor, he said no, not yet. The next morning around 2:30 a.m., the choice was taken from him, she called for an ambulance. A few days later, he passed away from renal failure.
She continued telling her story with tears rolling down her face. She said to me, if only she had called sooner, he would have been alive today. By this point, I'm crying with her. As I'm listening, I realized she needed to talk and I needed to listen. I told her if it happened that fast, then there was nothing to be done and it wouldn't have matter 24 hours earlier. She told me that the hospital told her that as well.
She then went on to say that she moved in her sick mother, because no other member in her family wanted to care for her. My coworker's children are helping take care of her as well.
I told her that she has gone through so much. She hasn't had a chance to grieve for her husband. She needs to give herself that time.
We never get over a love ones' death. We just accept that the person is gone and are thankful for the time we had with them. This is how I got over my beloved cousin, Diana, passing away. We gave each other a hug and went back to work.
As I sat at my desk, I decided to send her an e-mail. I said to her that in her grief, she lifted my spirits. I have been so sick that my moods have been gloomy. I said to her that she reminded me that life is bigger than illness. I am taking meds, eating right and taking care of myself. In time, I will heal and feel better.
She Thanked me for listening and that I was a blessing today for her.
Later that afternoon, a friend of mine gave me a fortune cookie, I opened my fortune and it read, "If given a penny for every kind act you'd be a millionaire." I smiled and Thank God that I was there for my coworker, who in her own way was there for me.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Music and Moods
I'm a huge music fan. I listen to just about anything. WHY???
Music can make me HAPPY!
Music can make me Sad!
Music can make me Think!
Music can make me Dance!
Music can make me Write!
Music can make me Cry!
Music can make me Sing!
Music can make me Move!
Music inspires me to do my best. Thank goodness for Music-what would we do without it.
Life is a party, enjoy it, live it, love it!
Best Wishes from ONE, BIG HUGE Music Fan!!!
Music can make me HAPPY!
Music can make me Sad!
Music can make me Think!
Music can make me Dance!
Music can make me Write!
Music can make me Cry!
Music can make me Sing!
Music can make me Move!
Music inspires me to do my best. Thank goodness for Music-what would we do without it.
Life is a party, enjoy it, live it, love it!
Best Wishes from ONE, BIG HUGE Music Fan!!!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Hey, I'm Being ME!
Lately I have been feeling guilty for just being me. Isn't that silly? I mean usually I can take it but lately every little comment is bothering me. I think it stems from my feeling the blahs. Let me tell you about me:
*I live in Los Angeles, California- to me, it's the best city. I was born and raised in Los Angeles. I proud of this fact. Besides, it's warm and sunny most of the time.
*I love sports-I,especially, love my Steelers, I love the Lakers, I love U.C.L.A. basketball , I love U.S.C. /U.C.L.A. football, in fact, I love all L.A. based teams and I will, also, cheers for All California Teams (unless they are playing against my L.A. teams). What can I say, as Randy Newman says, "I love L.A.!" I love Michael Jordan-I can still watch an old video of him playing and I still get chills. I love Secretariat, the race horse, such a beautfiul horse who just crush everyone around him.
*I love to read-I read anything and everything I can. "You never know where the big ideas may come from."Tess McGill-Working Girl.
*I'm a loyal friend till the end, just ask my best friend of 21 years.
*Oh, I talk a lot. That's because I have a lot to say. And, most importantly, I listen. And I want to engage in conversations. I love getting to know people. After all, we are in this world together.
*I am a student of health and fitness. I can talk about health all day long. I find the inside and function of the human body fascinating.
*I love to learn new things. I'm self taught at a lot of things. If I ask a question and I don't get the answer, no sweat- I will find the answer somehow.
*I love make-up, clothes and shoes. I love wearing skirts-hello, floral, pleated, a-line! I get excited over the new shades of lipgloss every season. I love great bags with matching wallets, of course. I love shoes-don't mind spending money, because I always get my wear out of them. And if I like a trendy shoe, I go to payless or target to buy a knock off.
*I love music. I love all kinds of music; from classical to rap (old school rap that is) to techno. Music makes me happy, makes me dance. How can anyone be in a bad mood after listening to good music!
*And most importantly, I'm excited if you are excited. Seriously, that's the truth.
And that in a nut shell is who I am, I'm just being ME! Life is just too short. I've come a long way-I had a choice to either be miserable or to be happy. I think I made the right decision. As Baruch Spinoza says, "What everyone wants from life is continuous and genuine happiness." So no more will I be bothered by people's comments, why??? Because I'm Rosy!
*I live in Los Angeles, California- to me, it's the best city. I was born and raised in Los Angeles. I proud of this fact. Besides, it's warm and sunny most of the time.
*I love sports-I,especially, love my Steelers, I love the Lakers, I love U.C.L.A. basketball , I love U.S.C. /U.C.L.A. football, in fact, I love all L.A. based teams and I will, also, cheers for All California Teams (unless they are playing against my L.A. teams). What can I say, as Randy Newman says, "I love L.A.!" I love Michael Jordan-I can still watch an old video of him playing and I still get chills. I love Secretariat, the race horse, such a beautfiul horse who just crush everyone around him.
*I love to read-I read anything and everything I can. "You never know where the big ideas may come from."Tess McGill-Working Girl.
*I'm a loyal friend till the end, just ask my best friend of 21 years.
*Oh, I talk a lot. That's because I have a lot to say. And, most importantly, I listen. And I want to engage in conversations. I love getting to know people. After all, we are in this world together.
*I am a student of health and fitness. I can talk about health all day long. I find the inside and function of the human body fascinating.
*I love to learn new things. I'm self taught at a lot of things. If I ask a question and I don't get the answer, no sweat- I will find the answer somehow.
*I love make-up, clothes and shoes. I love wearing skirts-hello, floral, pleated, a-line! I get excited over the new shades of lipgloss every season. I love great bags with matching wallets, of course. I love shoes-don't mind spending money, because I always get my wear out of them. And if I like a trendy shoe, I go to payless or target to buy a knock off.
*I love music. I love all kinds of music; from classical to rap (old school rap that is) to techno. Music makes me happy, makes me dance. How can anyone be in a bad mood after listening to good music!
*And most importantly, I'm excited if you are excited. Seriously, that's the truth.
And that in a nut shell is who I am, I'm just being ME! Life is just too short. I've come a long way-I had a choice to either be miserable or to be happy. I think I made the right decision. As Baruch Spinoza says, "What everyone wants from life is continuous and genuine happiness." So no more will I be bothered by people's comments, why??? Because I'm Rosy!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Feeling Blah!
I named this blog, The Adventures of Rosyblue, but my life has been lacking material. Not to say, I haven't been having fun, it's just lacking something. I'm just feeling blah!
I'm forgetting birthdays, events, and sometimes conversations. It's like my mental me is taking a break, forgot to tell me and let me go on with life. I guess I had to discovered it myself. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment. My outlet used to be complaining all the time to friends and family, poor people or as my jersey friend says, "poor bastards." Oh, the other outlet was eating. Yes, I have issues with food (but that's another blog post).
Solution to conquer the blahs? I'm working on it. I'm trying to eat one raw food meal a day. I'm already feeling difference. I'm trying to do more meditating. I do feel a bit more relaxed. I'm trying to just dance to feel better. It's helping. Well, I'm always dancing, guess it's been my saving grace. I'm logging all the little changes I'm doing and will write about it soon. I'm just excited to be working on The Adventures of Rosyblue. I love saying that, I know it's silly, but it makes me laugh. Afterall, "thou shall not whine", but live.
Cheers!!!
I'm forgetting birthdays, events, and sometimes conversations. It's like my mental me is taking a break, forgot to tell me and let me go on with life. I guess I had to discovered it myself. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment. My outlet used to be complaining all the time to friends and family, poor people or as my jersey friend says, "poor bastards." Oh, the other outlet was eating. Yes, I have issues with food (but that's another blog post).
Solution to conquer the blahs? I'm working on it. I'm trying to eat one raw food meal a day. I'm already feeling difference. I'm trying to do more meditating. I do feel a bit more relaxed. I'm trying to just dance to feel better. It's helping. Well, I'm always dancing, guess it's been my saving grace. I'm logging all the little changes I'm doing and will write about it soon. I'm just excited to be working on The Adventures of Rosyblue. I love saying that, I know it's silly, but it makes me laugh. Afterall, "thou shall not whine", but live.
Cheers!!!
Thursday, April 9, 2009
It's been awhile since I have updated my blog. My goal is to do better in the month of April!
Craig Sutton, a cool Twitter friend, asked me if he could interview me. At first, I thought to myself, I'm not interesting and who would read it? But, after speaking with some friends agreed to the interview. And let me tell you it was a lot of fun.
So now, I decided to share it, here is the link:
http://thebitboss.com/craigsutton/getting-to-know-rosy-villa
I would like to Thank, Craig Sutton, for giving me this cool opportunity to express myself.
And remember "always be a first rate version of yourself, instead of a second rate version of somebody else. " by Judy Garland.
Craig Sutton, a cool Twitter friend, asked me if he could interview me. At first, I thought to myself, I'm not interesting and who would read it? But, after speaking with some friends agreed to the interview. And let me tell you it was a lot of fun.
So now, I decided to share it, here is the link:
http://thebitboss.com/craigsutton/getting-to-know-rosy-villa
I would like to Thank, Craig Sutton, for giving me this cool opportunity to express myself.
And remember "always be a first rate version of yourself, instead of a second rate version of somebody else. " by Judy Garland.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Remembering To Pick Yourself Up... Again!
Why is it when a Hollywood actor dies the world stops? Is it because the person was young and you could see him/her flourish as an actor? Is it because the person had children, who will never get to know his/her parent? Is it because it forces us to see on our morality and think what if? I think it's the later. As someone once said, "Make the most of the time that you are given." We, Americans, rush through life and don't stop to smell the roses, all we smell is the dog crap. We tend to focus on the bad, instead of the good. We tend to say the glass is half empty, not half full. We make excuses for not doing what needs to be done. Change is painful, but necessary, in order, to strive and grow as a person. Remember when we were kids playing in the yard, well, when we would fall, we would just pick ourselves up and keep going. Somehow, we lose that as we get older! So when you think life is bleak, take yourself to a place in your childhood when you were knocked down and see yourself how quickly you picked yourself up!
And remember, as Henry Ward Beecher once said, "The difference between perseverance and obstinacy is that one often comes from a strong will, and the other from a strong won't." Amen! (I love this quote and here is some interesting information about, Henry Ward Beecher. He was a preacher in the mid to late 19th Century. He became famous because in 1875, he was accused of having an affair with a married woman. It was one of the most famous American trials of the Nineteenth century.)
And remember, as Henry Ward Beecher once said, "The difference between perseverance and obstinacy is that one often comes from a strong will, and the other from a strong won't." Amen! (I love this quote and here is some interesting information about, Henry Ward Beecher. He was a preacher in the mid to late 19th Century. He became famous because in 1875, he was accused of having an affair with a married woman. It was one of the most famous American trials of the Nineteenth century.)
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Misery Does Love Company, When You Allow It!
Spiritual teacher,Marianne Williamson, said, "Have you ever noticed that when you have a positive attitude, those around you are more likely to as well? Have you noticed that when your attitude is negative, it gets a negative response from others? You are not alone in experiencing the effects of your seeing. Those around you will reflect back to you what you have chosen to see." When I read this, I re-read it. I read it a third time and realized simply, this is so true!!! I worked in a miserable job for far too many years and justified my reasons not to change as every thing for a reason. Meanwhile, I was a pain in the butt to be around and I couldn't look at myself in the mirror anymore. I was so negative and I was getting it back. Oh I had people in my life who were positive ,as well. But, the negative did take over the positive. When it got to be too much, I realized that I had let this job control me. I asked for help. I asked God, what should I do. One Sunday morning, I woke up and realized I knew what I had to do. I made the decision to leave my job. It was one of the most important decisions of my life, because I simply chose to live again. I chose to laugh, sing, cry, dance, and live in the moment once again. I chose to be a better person to family and friends and most importantly to myself. I chose to step away from the toxic existence that was this job. I said no more, no more. Life is too short for that. I'm a much happier person and the future doesn't seem as bleak. And that is the point, when you are so miserable and unhappy, you don't the see the possibilities of the future. You only see despair. So, the lesson learned for today is, we must remove ourselves from situations that restrict who we truly are. We will be happier and more productive people in society. And, remember, for those of you that have children, children don't repeat what you say, children repeat what you do in life.
As Marianne Williamson said, "something amazing happens when we surrender and just love. We melt into another world, a realm of power already within us. The world changes when we change. The world softens when we soften. The world loves us when we choose to love the world." And, remember, life gives back, what you give out.
As Marianne Williamson said, "something amazing happens when we surrender and just love. We melt into another world, a realm of power already within us. The world changes when we change. The world softens when we soften. The world loves us when we choose to love the world." And, remember, life gives back, what you give out.
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