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A Time To Reflect……

I have always tried to publish a posting each week. Sometimes life gets in the way and it’s two to three weeks.

I am weird in a way. I don’t write to get your money. You’ll never see a CTA in any of my posts.

I write because I love to write. Ever since I was 13, sitting in the back yard with loose leaf paper, I’d write for hours. I developed a callus on the inside of my middle finger from holding my pencil so tightly.

I write for me, because I enjoy it.

But…………………………..

I am sensitive to what’s what. I would like to think I can read the tea leaves.

My belief is that it would be terribly selfish of me to continue my cute and often irreverent postings while many of us are trying to figure out what is supposed to happen next during a time that presents us with all sorts of challenging experiences not only day by day but minute by minute it often sees.

I mean really? Do you want to focus on 10 Ways to Build our Business in Catastrophic Times?

I didn’t think so.

If you want to take advantage of the situation I won’t judge you.

I’m not gonna

All of you are in my thoughts and prayers and I will be back soon – I hope.

Namaste.

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Living is an Activity

Living is an activity. Am I?

It’s not a thought, an idea or an affirmation. It is an activity.

Activity requires that we use the positive energy we create to make us healthier and happier.

When we are healthier we are happier.

When we are happier we reach out and explore – expectantly.

Living is an activity. Am I?

I have been given an opportunity to do great things, but the first step in mine.

Do I choose to be an active and equal participant in life or do I choose to be a spectator?

“Expect The Good. Can you get the expectant attitude of faith?  Not waiting for the next evil to befall you but awaiting with a child’s joyful trust the next good in store?”

Life is an activity

Am I?

Blessed Monday

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“Keep Ya Head Up”

“Some days you eat the bear and some days the bear eats you

I thought about that for a moment, mostly coz I’m feeling shitty this morning: Tired of the constraints, tired of not knowing and plain tired of this whole mother feakin’ routine. Then there’s the dog…..

Let us pause while I have a temper tantrum.

It is hard to hold your breath for too long at my age.

Nowhere, in that homespun adage is there a rejoinder or corollary that says, “And it’s all your fault!”

If it were, a couple of million people in Puerto Rico would be asking themselves what they did to deserve an earthquake Saturday morning.

More than once in my life I have witnessed and experienced the sometimes “shit happens” phenomenon and as brilliant as I pretend to be, I have no excuse.

Even as I sit here and write I feel compelled to tell you why I haven’t posted in the past week or so. It’s simple and remember I want you to like adore me, so it will bother me if I don’t tell you the “why.”

It is simple. Me meds were adjusted for my anxiety disorder and they threw me for a loop. I’ve had a super hard time concentrating.

I feel like I’ve let you down.

Some days, the bear eats you

As Tupac Shakur, (Not the guy the governor of Kentucky thought was scamming the unemployment system.) said

Keep your head up

Namaste, ya’all

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What are you afraid of?

It’s not an accusation, or a harsh command

It’s a gentle inquiry.

What scares you?

From my meditation this morning

When you stop being afraid of your fears, they have no power over you.”

****Emotionally scratching my head*****

“Huh?”

Welcome your fears.

Hold them

Console them

Reassure them

Do not send them away

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Perfection is not a prerequisite for anything but pain. Please, Oh please, do not continue to believe in your disbelief. This is the day of your awakening. Danna Foulds

A Jug Fills Drop by Drop

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Sit up taller-right here and now.

Embrace the person whose skin you are inside – right now.

They may be tired or frustrated, dejected or maybe just really frazzled about the edges.

They may feel flabby and out of breath. Hips, knees or backs may ache.

Make friends with them. Love what is, right here, right now and make them your best friend.

Fold your busy hands on your lap, close your eyes, even if it’s just for a moment and breathe.

Forget work, family, friends and everything else that chases you and simply sit in the presence of what you call divine and drink in the love and energy.

You begin to see yourself as the you that you have come to love and adore.

“A jug fills drop by drop,” Buddha

Drip by drip

(And you thought being called a “drip” was a bad thing!)

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I am going to be writing these short posts every morning for the immediate future with the exception of most Tuesday’s when I post my coaching blog. Please feel free, to like, follow and share. It’s my gift during these tough times

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Kindness Should Never Be in Short Supply But It May Be a Corona Casualty

I took Joan to the doctor early the other morning – annual check up.

With the new normal firmly in place I was not allowed to sit in the waiting room with her so I sat in the parking lot for a few minutes, proceeded to get restless and started driving around.

Thank goodness for smart phones! Sent her a quick text – “Lemme know when you’re done. I’m driving around.”

I was sitting at a stop light when I saw a woman sitting on the steps of a boarded up building. Here’s the short version: She didn’t appear to be feeling well because every few seconds she’d lean over and wretch for a few seconds.

Not a pretty picture. I’m sorry if it’s TMI but I am gonna make a point here.

Pre-Corona-19 John would have pulled around the corner and tried to give her some assistance. Maybe called 911, maybe gave her a ride home. It’s hard to say WHY she was ill but Corona-19 John wasn’t about to take any chances. I made sure my face mask was on tight and my sanitizer was in the cup holder and as quickly as the light changed green I got the Eff out of there. I may have even been sweating.

And I felt bad. Really bad.

The Virus as we’ve come to call it won’t be here forever but I wonder, if slowly over time, our compassion and kindness will slowly disapate and be replaced by self survuval, no questions asked.

I hope not. I feel bad enough as it is.

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You Believe You Are the Best, Right?

The first part of this blog came from a posting I made on social media earlier this week

Well arent you?

Stop and think about it for a minute. I did the other day and I didn’t like what I came up with.

Here I am, asking people to invest their time and money in working with me, to help them reach their life and business goals and I don’t always believe I am the very best there is in my field. I’m telling them that since they don’t deserve the best they might as well settle for me.

Here I am acting like I wanted to take Jim Nabors spot on Gomer Pyle Oh, gee, golly gosh. I’m not THAT good.

Somewhere, somehow, we’ve morphed into a place and time where championing your ability to be excellent at what you do ends up getting a finger shook in your face sorta like Nancy Pelosi shaking her finger at Donald Trump awhile back.

Imagine getting ready to have major surgery and the doctor looks down at you and says I’m gonna do my best. Hopefully you’ll live through the surgery. Don’t worry. I’m pretty good at what I do.

I am not talking about the “You-rah-rah” BS. I am talking about you! You, the person that has worked and studied and sweated and banged your hands in frustration, shed some tears and wondered if you don’t belong locked up somewhere because it doesn’t seem like anyone is ever listening to you. You’ve invested a lot of time and effort to become the expert that you are. Why shouldn’t the rest of us see you as well.

You have put in the sweat equity. You deserve to claim the title “Best of the Best” in what you do!

The secret to your excellence? It’s really simple. You do what you do because you love what you do. You do what you do because you cannot see yourself doing anything else and when you have a string of failures and people start suggesting you might wanna move on to something else you look at them like they’re speaking Klingon. They don’t get it.

Want to know how I know? There is only of you and there will only be one of you. There a trillion of “everyone else’s,” but there is only one of you. There are a group of people who will follow you to the end of the earth because of who you are and what you believe not only about yourself but about the ability to be great at what you do. In a word you resonate with them.

That, is, so, cool! (I put the comma’s in there for emphasis.)

I am spending more time making sure my core values – honesty, integrity and only delivering what I know I can deliver remain intact despite the siren song that tugs at me every now and then to just be like everyone else . I am a what-you-see-is-what-you-get-sorta-guy.

I care about the people I work with. I know that violates one of them-there coaching rules that you are supposed to be objective otherwise you cant guide them. I care that they find success and happiness.

I am learning that each of you is a unique human being, special in each and every way that I am special and that your needs are as unique as mine. So I won’t ever hand you a sheet a paper, tell you to follow instructions, take three Ibuprofen and call me in the morning.

I am learning to listen with my heart and soul. To dig deeply as I listen and ask myself what I’m really hearing.

I have embraced the motto To they own self be true, not to the latest fad or practice.

I am the best mindset-life-business coach I know.

What about you?