My husband sent me a very sweet e-mail today, it was one that was forwarded to him from a previous co-worker/friend. He didn't go out of his way to find these lessons on the web and send them to me. He did though, go out of his way to think of me and send them my way.. For that, Scott, thank you. I love you!

I did a little research on Regina Brett because the e-mail I received said, a 90 year old woman wrote the 45 Life Lessons. Regina Brett did indeed write the article, but she is not 90 years old-she will be 54 (she herself has never been able to figure out how she aged so quickly). The difference in the accounts of age doesn't change her life lessons though. Every single one, resonates with me.

1.   Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2.   When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3.   Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4.   Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
5.   Pay off your credit cards every month.
6.   You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7.   Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8.   It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9.   Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their      
      journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry, God
      never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up
      to you and no one else.
19. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an
       answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't
      save it for a special occasion. Today is special.     
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words: "In five years, will this
      matter".
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone, everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will.
       Stay in touch.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did
       or didn't do.
35. Whatever doesn't kill you really makes you stronger.
36. Growing old beats the alternative - dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
39. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd
      grab ours back.
40. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
41. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
42. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all that you need.
43. The best is yet to come.
44. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift..

Very wise words to live by, some days it may be easier than others to live by them. Try this, take one lesson that speaks to you and live it. Then chose another one and live it. Before you know it, you will live all 45 lessons.

45 life lessons to ya!
Marcy

I received some really good Christmas gifts this year, but one really touched me. The book Zero Regrets
Be Greater Than Yesterday, by Apolo Ohno. Thanks, mom it is awesome.

The book talks about the journey Apolo took in life, well still is, aren't we all. I couldn't read the book fast enough. I have always loved the Olympics and watch both the summer and winter Olympics when they are on. I thought this was going to be a book about how driven and competitive Apolo is-just like another favorite Olympian of mine Michael Phelps. I was wrong the book is about and taught me so much more.

Journeys are happy, sad, filled with blood and sweat. Sometimes it involves massive amounts of exercise and sometimes it does not. Pizza or little food at all, it just depends where you are on your journey and what your journey entails. This is only part of Apolo's journey, what is yours?

The title of the book tells it all. Zero regrets.. It is not just about living your life with zero regrets, it is more about living everyday with zero regrets. When you find yourself doing something, don't do it half way, give 100% so you will have zero regrets. With speed skating and being an Olympian, we immediately assume it takes a lot of work, time and commitment to become the best. This assumption is correct. What we may not assume, is that every action, every step can be lived out in such a manner that there are no regrets in the end. Apolo provides insight into how he lives with zero regrets. With some speed skating races lasting only 40-45 seconds and Olympic games coming around only every 4 years, there is a lot of time between that 40-45 second race. Get it?

Every second he breaths, sleeps, works, exercises, eats, meditates, thinks, cries, smiles is a step toward that 40 second race. He chooses to live every second in a manner giving his 100%, so that after that 45 second race he leaves the ice with Zero Regrets. He lives is life with Zero Regrets and taught me that anything is possible if you really want it. You have to ask yourself what it is you want, really know that you want it, then with 100% passion work towards it.

Leg press 1980 pounds, run on a treadmill 850-900 miles, burning 6,000-7,000 calories a day, a body weight of 145 pounds and body fat of ~2%. Zero regrets, that is exactly what Apolo did. He became a lean, skating, mentally present machine and went on to become the most decorated American Winter Olympian of all time. It all came down to him deciding he not only wanted but needed to give 100% to "whatever it was" he chose to do.

What about you? A mailman, chief, doctor, lawyer, accountant, mom, dad, student. How would it feel to know that you honestly gave it 100% with zero regrets? Could you look back and say, yes, I have zero regrets?

I am working on it.

Thank you Apolo, for giving us such an honest, personal and soul bearing look into what zero regrets looks like.

Today, I find myself asking the same question over and over, "Why am I so sad"? The sun is shining, the air is cool, Christmas lights fill our house, Christmas music sings from my computer. So, why am I so sad? This is the time of year that we are suppose to feel happy and count our blessings. Right? So, why am I sad, teary eyed--ready to cry? Could it be the internet article I read about Rhema Marvanne, the 8 year old who sings in memory of her courageous, and beautiful mother Wendi Marvanne who passed from Ovarian cancer? Maybe it is my revisiting the obituary of our beloved teacher Gina Gogliano whom passed from Ovarian cancer this past May. Or it could be my grief of losing my step-dad Bill a little over a year ago. Sadness that my family and I moved away from our family in California for my husband to take a job in Texas. It could be any number of these reasons, excuses.

When I allow myself to sit with "sadness", I find this answer. It isn't so much about grieving the loss of these wonderful people and places, it runs much deeper. I want to be a loving, caring, giving, courageous, and beautiful person like Wendi and Gina. They gave so much of themselves, gave so much to others without complaint and expectations. Me, I don't give fully of myself in a caring, loving, giving and courageous way. You can't be truly loving, caring, courageous, beautiful when  you search for thank you's, act impatient, feel irritation, have expectations of others. My sadness comes from realizing that as I have some of their qualities, I don't fully encompass everything they are. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be them-no one can, I want to give like them, live a beautiful life like them! Be genuine like them. I want to live life with GRACE, just as they did, as 8 year old Rhema does.

Today is my birth, starting today, I live with GRACE..... Funny how one of my favorite songs over the years has become Amazing Grace and our youngest daughters middle name is of course Grace. It took me this long to realize that I am searching for Grace.. Well I found it and my journey starts now. Care to join me?

With Grace, Have a blessed holiday season.
Marcy

I noticed something today, during my morning walk. I found myself looking down at my feet and of course to my left at my beautiful chocolate lab, Amos. I asked myself, why are you looking down? What are you missing by not looking up and around you? So, I made a pact to myself, that I would continue my walk--looking up. This is what I see!
*A cute little duck floating in the pond by our house who quickly jutes under water and pops up in another spot....Happy food hunting.
*A pretty tree with red leaves that were green just a few weeks ago. Happy Fall Ya All
*A breath taking dew covered pasture, oh with 4 gorgeous horses feeding on the grass. Giddy Up
*What I found myself calling "my dream home"--literally an oasis that is just off the public street but feels miles away from the city. This property is probably 2-3 acres-maybe more. With trails cut through the tree laden property, a beautiful waterfall spilling into a crystal clear pond (it looks like one of two maybe three). The property wraps around the house it seems as though it goes for ever. The house--oh it is beautiful--probably 5,000 sq. ft if not more. A big wrap around driveway, side driveways go past both sides of the house. One priceless Porsche in the driveway (my dream car by the way). Looks like a house out of the movies. I envision, staff cleaning the house, chefs making breakfast for the homeowners, staff taking care of the property. Beautiful, but is that what I truly want? Not really, but pretty to look at!
*The markings of an oak leaf that blew onto the sidewalk when the cement was still wet.
*Some litter scattered along the street heading into my subdivision. Not fun to see.
*Tree tops in the horizon. 
*A hawk in flight, wings extended looking ready to find its prey. What a beautiful part of nature.
*Another cool marking of an oak leaf in the sidewalk, this one just a few yards off our property line. :o)
*Our new house here in TX. Good to be home after a nice walk.

Look up and tell me what you see!

Happy Looking,
Marcy

Have you ever on a whim decided you wanted to try something new, maybe scary, probably crazy? I did. Last fall I decided for my 40th birthday (which was at the end of Dec.) I wanted to go sky diving. Now, I hadn't grown up all my life with a huge desire to jump out of a plane. Don't get me wrong, I love to fly, I love roller coasters, I just hadn't contemplated jumping out of a plane. That was until last year, when I was sitting watching a program on extreme roller coasters. Out of the blue I heard myself telling my husband, "I wish we had an extreme roller coaster closer to us here in California. Maybe I should sky dive instead." That was it, the beginning of my desire to sky dive. I had spoken the words out loud, the thought kept flipping around in my head and I knew I couldn't back out now. This was something I had to do. I asked all of my closest friends and my neighbors if any of them would like to experience the thrill of falling with me, a resounding NO came from all of them. I was okay with that, I couldn't expect them to all be as crazy as I was becoming. They wished me well and went on their merry way. All except for one dear friend, Jean. I remembered she loved the thrill of sky diving, scuba diving, sailing, and riding motor cycles. How in the world could I have forgotten to ask her? I had barely finished my question when she happily yelled out, "Yes, I will sky dive with you". You see we are sister souls, born on the same day just 19 years apart. So, we jumped Sat. celebrating a late 40th for me and early 60th birthday for her. We had the time of our lives--surrounded by my family, and great master jumpers and videographers. What a thrill to try something new, something scary, something absolutely crazy...... WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY.

My master jumper Malan, had the best accent--I am thinking Australian or  South African. What a nice man and excellent master sky dive instructor. It wouldn't have worked out any other way, I was not meant to have any other master jumper take me up in that plane and jump with me. He made sure we were the last one on the plane, so that meant we were the first one out of the plane---yes the first to sky dive--Yahoo. He was the best, fun, fun, fun. The ride up to 13,00 was great, like I said I love to fly so the plane ride was fun. When it came time to scoot and yes you literally scoot to the edge of the plane and dangle your legs outside, I had no butterflies, no nerves, no worries of what was to come. Malan and I just pitched forward and fell stomach first, face first toward land. Free fall was grand, scary, crazy and fun all in one. The speed  in which you fall and the quick change in altitude makes it somewhat difficult to catch your breath but it only lasts a few seconds, 60 seconds to be exact. We fell, free fall for 60 seconds---it sounds like such a long time but it was over before I could blink an eye. Once I pulled the cord and the parachute opened it was like heaven, peaceful, quiet, flying like a bird. We performed a couple of turns because Malan knew how much I loved roller coasters, the turns were great fun. Before I knew it we were coming in for our landing, knees up, feet out straight, and in we came sliding on our butts. What a trip, THE TRIP OF MY LIFE.
Thank you Malan, for the best sky diving trip ever. My videographer, Kyle was a hoot, with a Mohawk and lovely smile he was a great deal of fun and captured wonderfully one of the best days of my life. Thank you Kyle for such a wonderful DVD and great still pictures.
Would I do it again, absolutely, tomorrow- probably not, someday-sure. I no longer have that burning desire to sky dive, I guess I have squelched that desire for now. Who knows what crazy, scary idea I will think up next. If something comes up I will keep you posted.

Think of how much fun you can have when you push your fears, the naysay of others to the side and go ahead and jump in feet first or in my case face first and just do it. Face your fears, live your wishes, your desires, those little nagging "want to". If you don't you may miss out on one of the best days of your life. During my one hour training to learn how to sky dive, the instructor said, "if you aren't nervous, I am worried about you". I knew exactly what he meant. You should be a little bit nervous the first time you try something new, especially something as dangerous as sky diving. Though that fear shouldn't stop you from experiencing the pure exhilaration you could feel by facing your fears. After hearing him tell us it was normal to feel a little nervous, I knew everything was just fine. It was up to me now to fulfill my want to, my out loud wish to sky dive. I did just that.




       ~10,000 ft. view                                                          Malan and Marcy free falling!


What will you do?

Free falling wishes to you.
Marcy




           
 

The other night I found my husband in his most familiar spot, sitting on the coach looking at his computer. Loud music was coming from his speakers, again nothing new for our house. One look at his face, tears in his eyes and mesmerized by what he was watching I knew that this was not "just another video". Coming closer to his computer all I could see was a dark figure running while pushing a dark figure in a special wheel chair. I sat down next to Scott and he started the video over so I could watch it from the beginning. With the screen in clear focus, music booming out of the speakers, the words CAN typed across a computer screen, I knew I was being blessed. I was watching love between a father and his son. I was watching Dick and Rick Hoyt, better known in the running world as Team Hoyt. Just so you know their motto is "YES YOU CAN".

Since watching that video 3 days ago, I have not been able to get the video, this family, these men out of my mind. I know from experience that if something keeps coming back to me; whether it is a negative thought  or something positive, I know that I need to pay closer attention to it. So, I asked myself, what am I suppose to do with this video, this family? I could and plan to donate to their charity, but there was something more I felt I needed to do. Share their story with others, tell others about this father and son's journey, spirit, their love. I can do that, so I am going to tell you about Team Hoyt--and the video "CAN".

Ricks journey started in 1962 when he was born with cerebral palsy. The family was told that their son would never walk or talk, there was little hope for him. Put him away--that is what the doctors told Dick and Judy Hoyt. They didn't, they took their son and raised him like they raised their other 2 children. What they noticed was that Rick would follow them with his eyes, he was in there, he knew what they were saying to him, he had a sparkle, a gleam in his eye. Rick spoke for the first time, via a special computer when he was 12 years old. He went on to attend high school, and this is when he came home one day and told his dad that he wanted to run a 5-mile benefit run. A fellow student of Rick's had been in an accident and was now paralyzed. He told his dad, "I have to do something for him, to let him know life goes on".

Dick was not a runner, but he could not let his son down. He ran the 5 mile race, pushing Rick in a wheel chair the entire way.  Rick told Dick, "dad when I am running it feels like my disability is gone". Those words were the start of a new and special journey for this father and son. Team Hoyt was born, the 2009 Boston Marathon was their 1000 race. They have run 60 something marathons, 25 of them the Boston Marathon, multiple 5 k's, 1/2 marathons, and 6 Iron Man's.

It was an Iron Man video that I watched 3 nights ago that seems burned into my mind. Dick swims the 2.2 miles with a strap around his waste, hooked to the front of a raft, inside his precious cargo, "Rick" lies. When he finishes the swim, Dick then by himself pulls Rick out of the raft and carries him to a special made bike. Dick again by himself straps Rick onto the front of the bike, checking his helmet to make sure it is secure. He pedals off into his 100 plus mile ride, I was tired just watching the video. The look on Rick's face, pure exhileration makes it clear, why Dick puts himself on the seat of that bike. After the ride, they run, Dick pushing Rick in a special made chair. They win the Iron Man, when they cross the line hours behind the official "winner". You don't have to cross the finish line first to be a winner. Anyone who crosses a finish line, running or walking a race is a winner.  Any father that puts his heart and soul into life, allowing his son to experince exhileration in his life, is a winner in my eyes. 

Dick vowed that as long as, "we are healthy and enjoying ourselves we will continue". I hope they do. I have been inspired by a lot of people in my life but these men are #1 on my list. During my morning run the very next day, I started to tell myself, "I am tired", I could feel myself starting to fight the running process. Instead the picture of Dick and Rick swimming, biking, running, crossing the finish line came into my mind. Quietly I told myself, YES YOU CAN.  Guess what I did.

Team Hoyt has their own website, www.teamhoyt.com go check it out, they will inspire you!

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Today, I learned three new questions that each and every one of us should ask ourselves. That is if you are feeling stuck, unsuccessful, or just not reaching the potential you know you can. After months of sitting on my bookshelf, this morning something told me to pick up "The Secret Code of Success" by Noah St. John. I picked up where I left off on Chapter 8 page 167 to be exact. It's funny how we hear or read, exactly what we need to hear or read, exactly when we need to hear or read it. Make sense, it does for me exactly every time it happens, which is almost daily.

Now back to those three questions you should be asking yourself. I am not in any place to tell you what to do, so I will suggest that if you are ready to see why you may be stuck or not as successful as you know you can be. Then here we go.

The first question Noah says that you should ask yourself is, "Who are you trying to protect"? It sounded funny to me when I first read it too, but once I understood the importance of asking yourself this question it made sense. One reason many of us hold ourselves back from becoming successful is that we may be trying to protect someone or just as likely ourselves from our success. So, again, "Who are you trying to protect"? I immediately answered with my husbands name, but after further investigating I realized it was not him but me that I was trying to protect. "Why", well that is the next part of the question you should ask yourself. For me the answer lies with my fear of having to provide more, be more, have more expected of me. All of these answers immediately occurred to me. Next "How has it helped me"? This answer will probably come pretty easy, fast and fierce- it did for me. I realized, of course it isn't helping me, I was expecting my husband to be more, provide more, so I stopped working on my business, stopped looking for new clients. Your answers may be hard to accept but try to just sit without judgment of yourself, and see what happens. Maybe a big sigh, maybe tears, maybe a smile you never know, but any of it is ok.

This next question was a real kick in the belly for me. So here it goes, "Who are you trying to punish"? Wow, was I, are you trying to punish someone? I have to admit, yes I was. Yes, my husband. "Why" I realized I was tired of feeling like I had to be the provider, make more, be more, fix it, figure it all out. Ouch, it was hard for me to admit and swallow that all these years, 11-13 years I have been trying to punish the man I love, the man I married, the man I had children with. "How it's hurt them"? Oooh, this is a good one. I believe it has hurt him and our marriage, but more so it has hurt me. I feel angry a lot of the time, many times I chose not to sit next to him and we don't have much conversation. How could all of this not have hurt or affected him. Now, that I see this I can start to undo what I have done. Thank goodness in this case there is a chance for a do over.

The last question, "Who are you trying to please"? I would say that I wasn't trying to please my husband and I surely wasn't pleasing myself. You may find in your current situation that this fits for you, you may be living to please someone else. "Why"? Be open and willing to find the answer. "What I'm really afraid of"? Again, allow yourself to openly answer this question and find what your real fears are. Through writing this today, I would have to say- I was afraid to admit that I was the only one that believed, "I had to be more, provide more, fix it, figure it all out". What brings me the most joy is knowing that this is just a thought it is not truth nor does it have to be my reality. Life is good. It is up to you to ask yourself these three little questions.

This morning my 8 year old Chocolate Lab named, Amos tried to tell me something-but I chose not to listen. You see we run together every morning during the week. Our normal routine is to get out around 5:45 AM, we meet up with our neighbor/friend from down the street and run about 3 miles. For the past 2 months Amos and I have been running later in the morning (when it is light outside)because our running buddy has been training for a half marathon. Last night I told Amos (I know for a fact by his wagging tale that he understands me when I tell him we are going for a run in the morning) that we were going to get up early and go for a run. So 5:30am rolls around, the alarm goes off and my feet hit the floor, I am up and ready to get dressed to run. Now, Amos is out taking his early morning potty break and I am getting dressed. When he comes in he normally sits directly to my left leg, patiently waiting for me to put on my shoes, waiting for me to go get his leash, patiently waiting to make his morning run he loves so much. Not this morning, he went back to bed. Yep, the normal typically overly excited lab went back to bed. I chopped it up to him having been out of his normal routine for the past 2 months, running later in the morning was now his normal routine--or so I told myself.

He finally pulled himself off the bed when he saw me put on my headlamp, and walked next to me to the garage to collect his leash. Once he saw his leash, the crazy boy came alive, that is until we hit the front door. He stood there looking back down the hall toward our bedroom, toward his bed. Was his bed calling his name (the time change has whipped us all)? He wouldn't budge, I had to drag him out the front door, mind you he usually takes out my left leg racing me out the front door. By this time I am thinking to myself actually saying out loud--maybe I am not meant to run this morning! Even if I wasn't "meant" to run this morning, I continued to walk down the driveway, start my sports watch and start running. Amos is lagging behind, I tug on his leash and he finally heels at my side. We run a quarter of a mile and he stops to take his normal potty break. I notice though that he is not actually "taking his potty break" he is just sniffing the ground. Ok, he is a lab with an overactive sniffer, they are born with it and it is impossible to turn it off-believe me I have tried. After standing for a few seconds letting Amos sniff, I realize that I am standing with my back to the natural wetlands/creek that runs parallel to the pathway. I have always had this secret fear that I actually spoke out loud to my husband, that something was going to jump out at me from one of the many wetlands, creeks, or bushes we run by. Now, I feel myself getting nervous, I tell Amos go potty or we are running. So we run for another quarter of a mile, nothing running in front of our path, nothing jumping out at us. We then turn down the path towards the open wetlands that is very large in size. I keep telling myself that we are just fine, Amos at this point is not acting weird, he is running right beside me. I look down at him, look up down the path and see little eyes glowing in my headlight, it is just a cute little rabbit--no concerns. So, we keep running till we hit the one mile mark, I promptly stop to recalibrate my sports watch. All this time not looking up or down the dark long path we are embarking on. Finally I look at Amos and say, are you ready? I look up and see 4 legs and these glowing eyes running right towards us. Whoolyyyy shamolly, a Coyote running right toward me. It wasn't jumping out at me but running right at me. Now, I didn't think twice, I say Coyote and run I am sure my fastest mile back home. I could hear Amos panting next to me, his little nails clipping along beside me on the blacktop, he never slowed down a bit--running like he knew "I" needed to get out of there. He wouldn't care either way-a Coyote could just be another friend to play with but for me it smelled danger all over it.

Now, was Amos actually trying to tell me at our front door, during his first "potty/sniffing" break that we should not run this morning? Was he telling me to stay home or we are going to come across a critter? Maybe, maybe not. I chose to believe that he was, because my lovable boy lives to run with me. He lives to please me, lives to just be with me, so his behavior should have been my first and only clue I needed to tell me something was amiss. Thank goodness nothing bad happened but something good came out of my morning run. I have a continuing love for my favorite chocolate buddy, a renewed belief in the law of Attraction (I put out there that something was going to cross my path) and a renewed belief in listening to your instinct. Didn't I say out loud---"maybe I am not meant to run this morning". I said it, Amos tried to show it, the Coyote proved it!

What are you not seeing or hearing?

Lately I find myself thinking thoughts like, "if only he made more money or more businesses should have early morning working hours". Honestly, I have been expecting others to ease my fears, fix my problems, make my world right (as if imperfect isn't right) . One problem with this though is that I know better. I know that no one else besides myself can ease my fears, fix my problems, or make my world right. The above is all up to me and I fully understand this. It is up to me to know what I don't want and then to ask the universe for what I do want. So, why do I slip back to my old ways of thinking, my old way of fearing life? Well, because I am human and living a human life. Instead of embracing the universe with faith, I have been choosing to embrace life with fear. This way of living doesn't feel good to me, just writing those words down doesn't feel right to me. What does feel right to me is engaging in a renewed faith in myself and the universe. Those words feel right! I am blessed that I know the truth-- the universe will always give you what you ask for-- good or bad so be very clear about what you want. I know what I want, now I am off to ask!

Do you ever really stop and just think about what you are thinking. Make sense, just stop and pay attention to your thoughts. Have you tried it lately? I do and I did yesterday. I have been spending a lot of time working towards getting my coaching business up and running. You see, I am a new Life Coach trained by Martha Beck, PhD. I am currently working on my coaching hours to become certified and as I just mentioned spending a lot of time working on the business. For me that means changing my website around a bit, it just didn't do much for me. So, if it doesn't do much for me it more than likely isn't doing much for my perspective clients. Right, it makes sense.

Where is this going you ask?

Well, I was working on my website yesterday and the thought, "this just isn't coming easy enough for me" kept coming up. I want my site to look beautiful, graceful, intelligent like the other great coaches that trained me. My site, no I didn't think it looked that way. So, I changed the wording, and changed the wording over and over again. The whole time telling myself, "this just isn't coming easy enough". I then realized well of course it isn't coming easy enough because you believe the thought it shouldn't be so hard. That was the first ah ha moment of the day for me. I did what all good life coaches would do and I worked the thought out to a better feeling thought.

Later that day I was sitting at my computer looking out my picture window and another thought came to me. Maybe "this isn't easy enough for you" because you expect it not to be easy for you. Wow, welcome to the universe and the second, ah ha moment for me. . When you ask for something the universe has only one thing it can do and that is give you what you ask for. Good or bad, want it or not. 

Something great was happening right here in my very own living room. The universe and my training & skills as a life coach were telling me, if I kept believing the thought "this just isn't coming easy enough for me" then I was going to continue getting the results of "this isn't easy enough". See how it works? In my mind and my heart I want working on my website to be easy for me but my vibrational energy was negative and matching with the thoughts "this just isn't coming easy enough". The universe hears and feels that vibrational match bringing me what I'm aligned with and asking for, which is more difficulty finding the right words and making the process easier. Was this what I truly wanted, no but it was what I got because it was what my energy asked for.
Now I knew what I didn't want, so now what is it that I did want? I turned my thought and energy around to, I welcome the personal growth that I will achieve while working on my website. This isn't a negative energy, it is welcoming growth and being open to what ever may come my way. This thought felt better to me as my body felt a positive energy.

Ah ha moment number three. I'm still sitting at my computer and looking out my window. This thought comes to me. Maybe, you aren't finding the right words for your website because you aren't offering the right parts of you. You see, I love studying and mastering The Law of Attraction and helping clients break through self limiting thoughts using a couple different tools. That vibration feels easy as it is the right thing to do. When you take the time to listen and feel the vibration you and the universe align.

So back to my website to add parts of me!

You control your thoughts, make them good ones.

Marcy