Starting Over

Starting over isn't easy. Life changes can sometimes cripple us to the point of breaking. I've been absent from this blog for seven years. I still can't believe it's been that long. I wrote on other blogs and contributed to Facebook more than I probably should have. But this blog, Beach City Woman, is where it all began for me and where I am returning to share the new journey as I start over. Since I was here last I had my heart broken on what was to be a true love story but ended without warning, leaving me to drink the champagne alone and toss the flowers into the trash. Since I last wrote, I became a grandmother, twice! I have since become the full-time caregiver of my 94 year-old mother, and a part-time caregiver to my nephews children. A few years ago I brought home a lost little dog I found wandering the streets without a collar and without anyone to love her. I thought it was fair to save the abandoned one so she could save me. As you can see my life has drastically changed from the Beach City Woman who was free and fun and living life in paradise. Over these past seven years, the stress of all of these changes had me turning to food for comfort, solace and a substitute for Prozac. Don't' try that. It didn't' work out too well for me. I gained so much weight I didn't recognize myself in the mirror. When I finally took the time to look, I knew it was time for a reset! A do-over. A new start. So here I am, confessing the truth. I gained 60 pounds and more than a few grey hairs. I developed acid reflux and a dangerous snoring. Exhaustion took over and my life became smaller and smaller. I declined invitations for social events and nearly lost my gall bladder. There's a better way and I think I've found it. I saw a picture of a 70 year-old woman who looked as healthy and fit as a 40 year old. Why not me? Why should I be different? Why should I not squeeze the last bits of juice out of this life? We all deserve to live healthy and happy lives. Starting over, on square one, can happen on any day of the week, any week of the year, but the best time to start is now, this minute, this day. I won't share my before pictures just yet because, frankly, I'm embarrassed. I promise to show them off when I get a bit further down this road of success. I will tell you that I've tried other things, Weight Watchers, Gyms and Diet Centers but without much success. I gave up. Then a few months ago my daughter started a 30 day program with Isagenix and she's had remarkable changes. I decided I want those changes too and she is a wonderful coach for me. She knows me well and knows how to talk me through the process. I started the 30 day program four days ago, April 15th. The starting weight and measurements have been taken and so has the before photo. By my 65th birthday, February 19 I will be healthier, stronger and much happier.

Dreams

Okay, all is well. Blogger had an issue, it is resolved and we're back in business.

I've written a bit about dreams and their messages before. Clients often will call asking for clarification about dreams they've had. Well, last night I had one that took some real digging to find the meaning and message.

I was on a military base teaching my spiritual intuition class to a mixed class of civilians and military personnel. There were many distractions and interruptions from people walking through the class when we were in a guided meditation and from clients walking in late pushing strollers with their babies and an interruption from the person who scheduled and organized the class. We had to move from one area to another. I was calm and focused, for the most part, but it was beginning to get to me. I took a deep breath and started in again with the chapter on Source Energy. I looked into the face of a soldier who at first looked disbelieving but after two or three more sentences I could see his confusion melt into understanding, and enlightenment.

I have been experiencing many obstacles with launching the larger class material and there have been moments when I was nearly ready to give up. Something in me pushes me to persist. I script for courage and guidance. I script for patience and understanding. I script for abundant prosperity so that I can move forward with my creation. The dream was telling me that if I persist, as I move over and around the obstacles, I will succeed in delivering the materials that will lead to the enlightenment to those who are seeking it.

Determination, perseverance, tenacity, and courage are in me.

I am a blessed woman....

I've had an interesting week here in my beach town. It's summer vacation and all of the college kids are here as well as local kids. Vacationers and tourists are all over the place. I wonder what our population swells to in the summer months. We have beach volleyball tournaments, Life Guard Competitions, Beach concerts, street fairs and art walks. It's too busy here and I'd rather be anywhere but in Saturday traffic at the beach. We drove to Manhattan Beach last night for dinner and a movie, which normally wouldn't take more than 15 minutes from door to door. But,I had forgotten about the beach volleyball tournament at the Manhattan pier. Ever since Manhattan Beach became a haven for the television and movie industry moguls, it has morphed into a 'scene'. We made it to the parking lot of one of our favorite restaurants but it was just too crazy crowded for me. I had to get out of there. We ended up at Island's Restaurant on Pacific Coast Hwy which is so ...well.....just okay. I would have rather been any number of places. But, we made up for it when we made it to the theater in plenty of time to see a very funny movie, "Swing Vote". We laughed right out loud and it was good for my mood. I laughed with my whole body.

I saw "Mama Mia" last week and LOVED IT! Cried my eyes out. I over identified with Meryl Streep. We came from the same generation, both single mothers of one girl, both hard working, both can't sing or dance...no wait...that's just me who can't sing or dance. Meryl did just fine. She sings a song about her daughter slipping through her fingers. *sniff, sniff*. Her daughter asked her to give her away and, truth be told, I was the only one at my daughters wedding, walking with her down the aisle.

I'll be in Phoenix in a couple of weeks for the longest stay in quite awhile. Shanon needs me and when my girl calls, I go. It's always been that way. I'm so grateful for my beautiful daughter and wonderful son-in-law. And if you are a regular reader, you already know how madly in love I am with their babies. I am a blessed woman.

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this blog is still active but my other one is in trouble. I wonder why.

I've moved....my blog that is..http://wwwbeachcitywoman-elizabeth.blogspot.com/.............