Weekly Wellness Lessons


It’s barely Thursday, but I have a brain full of lessons, ideas, inspiration and things that make me want to vomit. I’m pretty pretty honest, so if this isn’t your thing, I totally get it if you close this window. But since you’re here, thank you for stopping by.

This week has been so great so far. Every God-given day truly is. I’d like to see it that way. You know, Instagram is a funny funny place to park your car and stay for awhile. You do what you want with it and you can either open up, spectate and sometimes be unexpectedly moved. It’s no secret that I’ve come to learn so much about myself and how every journey intrigues me, especially my own. Whether I’ve known you my whole life or I’ve just bumped into you in a trinket store, I somehow can easily be all-ears and it will open me up. For some reason, for some imaginable reason – it matters to me.

In the last 72 hours I’ve received messages and comments that were crazy-kind. For anyone to stop what they’re doing and write me anything more than one letter is a present to me and I will always always think so. And they mean so much more than the average assumption. Thank you guys. I’ve been so blessed to get a number of direct messages and posts and reposts and comments from people who are family, who are like family, complete strangers and from people I have somehow touched. And the last three days, and in three separate messages, three separate people used the would ‘loyal.’

Now when I think of the people and their character who have impacted me, whether they are still here or not, it is their character that I carry in my mind. Somehow with all the busy-ness in my head, I find adequate room for all those details that I admire.

Wellness means being free and honoring yourself. It means taking care of yourself and whatever it takes to be completely raw, shaken, moved and you. It’s that feeling you get when you’re feet are light, you feel good and you’ve managed to put on your wings instead of leaving them home that morning.

When I read those separate sentences, with that word ‘loyal,’ it affected my ‘wellness’ (this week) because I was suddenly reminded of all the people who doubted me and who told me those doubts to my face as a child and a young adult. There was an intimate flashback where I recalled the taunting. The people who were unkind, un-loyal and took no pauses to stab me in the back allowed me to learn what loyalty IS and was. They showed me what I didn’t want to become. This isn’t a sob blog – I don’t want you to feel bad for me. In fact, I held a heavy heart earlier because of the way I now project wellness and perseverance.  And of course how I view it and define it. Maybe I didn’t understand that as a child and young adult, we have places here. We’re suppose to be here. That those interference completely and absolutely had to do with the voids that they had in them. I was a walking target. I wasn’t full comfortable in my skin compared to these days. And my lesson learned is this, I can’t change the past. Nor do I have a need to. How I react is my karma, which is what my idol Wayne Dyer taught me. Rest in peace Dr. Dyer.

We each belong here. We each have stories to tell. It is your sole choice to decide what affects you and your well-being – and you have control over that.

Being a person who listens and who makes people laugh and makes people think, comes naturally to me, I feel. My character is important to me and what I stand for.

Lesson: there is something quite special when you are authentic. There is something to it. There is honesty to creating your own world – where you feel more comfortable doing the opposite of what everyone else is doing. Don’t be anything less than you because being you is everything that will ever ever ever matter.



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