Sassy Spirit

Sassy Spirit

It’s Time To Thrive.

posted by jperry

Why I love coaching is the same reason I love teaching and being alive…I love using my intuitive gifts, my nurturing nature, my fire goddess power, so I can…
Connect soul to soul with people.
Help them see their greatness.
Teach them the tips, tools, wisdom, and knowledge I’ve learned.
Give them a fresh perspective to shake things up and the old stuff loose.
To inspire, uplift, and empower others no matter what they are going through or despite of their curcumstances.
To give people permission to be their badass, kickass, sweet and sassy self in the mildest or wildest manner.

I don’t believe in just being a survivor once you decide to no longer play victim, but rather a thrivor who soars to epic heights in their heart and in their life. Your point of power is in your thoughts. Don’t fight your feelings. Decide to grow through them like a weed through a crack in the concrete. Be a freaking dandelion. They will find away to shine their bright yellow and bloom through wishes that were made when then were sent off into the Universe…as someone closed their eyes and believed anything was possible and then surrendered, going with the flow and letting the breeze fulfill it’s promise.

Weight loss, getting back into dating after divorce, starting a new job, or getting your mojo back, believe it is possible for you.  Put aside reservations and doubt, just to see what happens.  Release attachment.  Don’t need it to be a certain way.  The Universe can lead you to an even greater outcome than you can possibly imagine.  Don’t just say no before anything even starts, in your mind, stopping the flow of energy towards your dreams and desires.  We’ve all done that. Jumped to conclusions before we even entertained any idea beyond what we’ve known or experienced.  Our brain does that.  It has no reference point on that awesome new thing…

Visualize what you’d love.  See it.  Feel it.  Then let it go.  Trust this, or something better.

Can’t you remember a time in your past when things didn’t turn out the way you wanted and now you can see how it was in your best interest.  That if x,y, and z hadn’t happened you would not have something you have in your life now that’s wonderful.  Ask for your signs, as always, that you are going in the right direction.  Let your gut be your GPS, you intuition is strengthened when we listen to it.  Remember doubt feels different than a no.

If anything was possible, what would you really want?  Play with that this week.  Life distracts you, but take a feel minutes each day to check in and get clear about what it is that you want.  I, for one, have had a major clarity issue myself that prevented me from taking steps and moving forward.  Sometimes any step is better than no step to get things flowing and other times, no step is better than a misstep.  Isn’t that funny?  But you’ll know when to push through doubt and when you being down to the core says no.  Never just one path, but it’s always perfect.  We are always moving forward and learning in the process.

Grocery Store Adventures

posted by jperry

I have five kids. I practically live at the grocery store. I’m not complaining, I’m grateful I have the variety to pick from and the money to pay for it.  I know that place like the back of my hand.  I don’t know the aisle numbers, but I write my list according to their location if I’m organized, or just type some on my phone in the “notes” section of my cell phone and delete it as a go along. (Busy mommy tip there. If I’m there with all five kids which is maybe only happened once or twice since my oldest is seventeen, but it was hilarious. Going with the kids is an adventure, especially because my baby, Dylaney Maeve is such a cutie and everyone needs to talk to her. If I’m by myself, it’s like a vacation there, unless I’m running late to pick up my son from karate at night…then it’s a race.  The self-check out always has some snafu then.

Yesterday I did like regular small order which was four bags and a giant toilet paper. If I did a full order I’d be there all day. I’m short. (5’0 nothing)  I’m not intimidating. Kids like me. Adults do too. People are always kind to me. I give smiles. I get smiles. If not, I know it’s not about me. One day, I picture myself paying for someone’s whole order, but anonymously where I watch from a distance. I love doing good things for people.  I truly am a happy person with a wide open heart.

A woman came up to me yesterday at the grocery store who loved my hair so much she wrote down my name, my hairdresser’s name and the salon’s number. We talked hair. It was funny. She talked about her life a little. I have that bartender personality (my dad was a bartender) and this of course is why I’m good at life coaching. A friend told me before that people tell me things because they think I won’t judge them.  I am human though, we all have judgements arise sometimes, but not with my clients.  It’s my job to love, guide, and help in that space.  I think people feel safe with me. Even about their hair. I mean hair is serious business for some of us women. Don’t judge us.

I also ran into a woman I had met in the grocery store when I was pregnant. Her name is Jill. Her husband has been fighting cancer for three years now. I asked her how she was holding up and what I could do. She said it was enough running into me. WOW…I felt that in my heart and the feeling that I have an impact with my presence is the wildest and most wonderful feeling in the world.  Jill amazes me. She’s dealing with her situation with such grace. She’s the cutest thing ever too. She said she just keeps on going. We happened to be in the checkout line together and talked healthy food. I’m going to email her and stay in touch. It’s one of those moments I know God put me there. Like you just know. I felt blessed we connected again.

As I bagged my groceries, one of the cashiers asked me about zucchini pasta. I helped her with some food ideas and meals she could tweak to taste good and be healthy. I cheered on the changes she had already made.  She’s a diabetic and Italian, so we talked no pasta, but lots of flavor. I always hope I don’t sound like I know I’m trying to bossy anyone around, but rather just be their bold cheerleader.  Okay, I’ll drop that.  I’m bossy sometimes.  I’m a mom so I gotta be.  Also, to take myself to the next level with career and business, I have to be a boss.  Conscious boss, I like it.  And if someone asks my opinion or help, I give it, but not if they don’t want my two cents.  Learning to know when to mind our own business and to jump in is based on gut, our intuition, and not the mind’s need to be right.  Never be afraid to help someone you don’t know, when your heart calls you to.  That’s the Divine nudging you.

Every day ordinary experiences with extraordinary meanings. I love really spreading joy and having good conversations. That is my zone. Not in the problems, but in the solutions.

Food Love

posted by jperry

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They say it’s not healthy to love food, but I do. I guess it’s healthy to love celery…but does anyone really LOVE celery? Maybe there is someone. Even as a healthy chick, I still love cheese fries. But a healthy love, not a negative one. I’m picky about which place I get them from and know I can’t have them all the time. I savor them. I also do love healthy food too. It teaches me how to be present. I am a spazz. I’m thinking, talking, writing, and buzzing around like a bee. Ceratin things like food ground me. I don’t mean eat a ton of food so you don’t feel spacey. Try this experiment. Next time you are eating, take it all in.

This starts if you are cooking it too. Put some love in it. Look at the colors, smell the ingredients, and even put some music on. I don’t always have time or energy to do this, but when I eat, I eat. I don’t scarf down food or shove in my mouth (although eating cheese fries looks like that probably). Something simple like eating berries can be an extraordinary experience. The colors and bursting flavors are Technicolor magic for the body, eyes, and belly. Today when I put my blueberries and raspberries into my oatmeal, it was like the best meal I ever had.

I’ll take you through being present when eating and experiencing what food love is like. As I took the spoon and stirred the yummy goodness, I took in the beauty. I microwaved 1/2 cup dry whole oats, cup of water, handful of blueberries and raspberries, dash of cinnamon and packet of Stevia. The turn of the spoon revealed the pinks, purples, reds, and blues beneath of the pale oatmeal color. It was so pretty and I leaned in and the steam created a dreamy smell that came up and kissed my nose. It was the first time I added raspberry. I didn’t have enough blueberries so I gave it a whirl. There was a crunch from the berries too and I thought next time I’ll add some chopped up almonds. Maybe I’ll toast them first. Food excites me and so does creating recipes and cooking. It’s therapeutic when I am in the mood for it. This kind of self-care is self-love for the body, mind, and spirit. It’s a great thing to remind our kids about as we share how we are grateful for our meal.

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Raise Your Vibe, Change Your Life

posted by jperry

It’s easy to complain. I can fall into that trap as a mom especially.  When we’re on that complaining, love vibe channel, we see a bunch of crap come on our screen.  Everything is broken.  Everything needs to be fixed.  It’s exhausting.  Everything is.  At the end of the summer, I was burnt out.  I was asking for not just the typical “me” time which I advocate to stressed out moms.  It wasn’t about time or being alone or self-care.  I felt good during yoga, but had a hard time bringing the OM to my M-OM self.  I had been wracking my brain trying to learn and create business while letting go of any fears or limitations.  I am always on a path of self-growth.  I believe we all are.  There was just so much going on inside of me.  It was like storm.

I had anxiety arise as my oldest daughter was getting ready to  start her Senior year of high school.  My baby will leave the nest and yes, I know I have four others at home, but her and I have a different relationship.  She’ll turn 18 right after she graduates.  I started dating my husband when I was 18 and about to turn 19.  A few months later, I was pregnant with her.  Within less than a year of knowing each other, I married him.  I was nineteen.  A month after I turned 20, McKayla was born.  We became parents.  We became a family.  I learned who I was through being a mother to her.  It’s surreal that they actually grow up.  We watch our love form into a being, totally separate from us, and the become a person…like a real adult.  I had to allow myself to feel sad over this process.  I could feel myself release it.  I feel back to me now.

I asked myself what I was yearning for personally?  The answer was to deepen my connection with the Divine and to write.  Not just write, but full being, all of me writing again.  I learn so much and it fills my soul up through writing.  I can feel most myself when I’m really in my mojo-magic-writing flow.  It’s like I’m connected to all of myself, the part that’s always been and will always be.  Focusing on what I love, versus what I need to change or do, is not avoidance, procrastination, or not following through with the business side.  I am still working on a lot, but from a different perspective.  My higher viewpoint knows so much.  When I get out of the wants, needs, striving, I see magic.  I believe in magic then.  I believe in miracles.  I see there is so much potential, possibilities, and an infinite amount of ideas that can become reality.  Getting out of the mind and revving up my vibe is all I ever need.  Once I am real and clear about what I want, the Universe conspires on my behalf and I can feel the love.

Staying open to newness and that life can surprise and delight me is key.  I can make big power moves as I see the opportunities arise, but I must stay present, in today and savor the goodness right here.  Goals, dreams, and stretching your mind beyond your wildest wishes is a given, but stopping and smelling the whole world is what we came for any way.  That sweet scent is love.  We came to feel good and be happy, to enjoy this cosmic dance while we’re here.  I’m not going to waste any moments being frazzled.  There’s too much to appreciate and experience.  It’s not just gratitude on paper, but in your hear to.  Look for the good in your life and ask what your soul needs.  Signs and answers always come.  Raise your vibe and see what happens.

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It's Time To Thrive.
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