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!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
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!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)