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Gratitude Lifestyle

posted by jperry

One of the secrets to happiness that everyone knows is gratitude. People write lists in journals about what they are grateful for. They mean it. They mentally affirm it, but they don’t take full advantage of how powerful it can be. They don’t feel it. Like really feel it. They say all the things they’re supposed to say. Family, friends, health, job, etc. all come to mind, but we really feel them in moments and not categories. Like when our kids say something really sweet. When we hear of a health struggle someone has and we really appreciate how valuable our health is. Or when we have those fleeting moments of clarity where we really grasp how blessed we are when we’re out in nature. Write down those moments. Those moments I call soar-soaring moments. When you consciously take stock of them every day it creates a Gratitude Lifestyle. Seriously, you can realize one thing you are grateful for everyday or you’re not looking hard enough. Even if you aren’t in the best place, this will help you get one the road to happiness.

Try it as an exercise. Right now think of things you LOVE. Not just love, but L-O-V-E! Like wisteria in Springtime. I don’t know about you, but the first time I see a glimpse of that purple magic, I get so happy. I don’t know why, but I’m glad nature makes me that happy. Not bugs in nature, unless we’re talking the cute ones like ladybugs. Shoes makes me happy too, a fierce pair of heels does make me giddy. My mom has surely given me the passion for fashion. Cooking a wonderful meal brings me joy also, just as much as going to a fabulous restaurant, maybe even more. I love fresh produce and how colorful it. I love color. Every color in some form. They make me feel different things. And music. . .oh, how I love music. I love focusing on the good. This is why I’m super choosey on what I watch or read. Life is too short for me to feel bad, on purpose. I’m a vibe snob like that. I’m very sensitive to energy so I censor what comes in my world. Also, with the law of attraction, whatever your dominant attention is put on will grow in your reality. Another perk of gratitude is it’s fertile ground for receiving more goodness in your life. The opposite is true.   If you’re never satisfied, you’ll never be satisfied. If you always need more and aren’t ever content and appreciate what you have, you will never be happy and if you receive more, you probably won’t even notice it.

Gratitude is the perfect channel to be on for receiving mode.  It’s saying, “Thank you! And I’d love more please,” like when you give your child a handful of strawberries and they’re so happy, you are eager to give them more when they ask sweetly.  Wherever you are at in this moment, you can tune into the gratitude channel.  Remember it’s a lifestyle, so just change the channel.

I have 24 hours in each day, as do we all. I try to squeeze as much juice out of life as I can. I give as many hugs as I can to my kids, try to use the least amount of harsh words as I can (a challenge for me at times). I try to spread kindness and speak my truth. I am a smiler and a hugger. These things make me happy. I think it’s so important what I put in my body and even more, what I put in my mind. I surround my life with things that delight me. When you know your intention is to feel good, gratitude is one of your greatest and most practical tool. I will give an example of my list today:

1. When my baby, Dylaney Maeve smiles, it melts my heart.
2. Eating breakfast with a friend at a restaurant that has organic eggs and good ingredients.
3. My youngest son Seamus (4) putting his arm around me and saying, “Mom, it will be okay,”when I told him my Dad has to have surgery again.
4. Getting my crystals in the mail from Sage Goddess and holding them in my hand to feel the energy.
5. The warm weather and wearing shorts after a LONG winter.
6. Baking a cake that I’m going to decorate later tonight.
7. Looking at pictures of my sister’s Bachlorette Dinner last night and appreciating my mom, my daughter, my sister, and my best friends Shannon and Tricia.
8. The pink flowers on my table, plants in my home, and every flower I pass as I drive around in Springtime.
9. All the business opportunities that are blooming and all the people that always want to help me. I have great cheerleaders and online friends easily become real friends for me.
10. My home. Not the physical structure, which is good and all, but the feeling of home. There is such an amazing feeling to feel at home.

Much love to all. Have a great weekend.

This gig.

posted by jperry

This gig as a human has a lot of misconceptions. One is that things are fair. Sometimes they’re not, in our opinion, of course. Like when someone dies too young. It really sucks. Not for them because we know that they are back to the source of all love, call it God, or a higher power. That is the beautiful part for the soul who passes, no matter what we think as the human that gets left behind. People say they are sad for the person who passed because that aren’t going to do certain things we assume we’ll get to do. We know though in our heart of hearts, their soul is okay with that.

Many souls that pass earlier than most, often have a HUGE impact on people’s lives. People start foundations, charities, and movements in their name. The effect ripples out to affect hundreds, thousands, and even millions. We never know what a soul was here to do or what they were here to learn. Some think it’s about lessons, while others think we came for the experience or the purpose is joy. For me, the answer to all is love. I want to make a difference and enjoy life in the mode of love. And when people pass before I think they should, I go to love.

I am reminded to love more. To love the little things like my cinnamon tea with local honey. To love people in my life even if they are annoying me. To love myself fully and not take my body or health for granted. To take love to the next level and supercharge it. To quiet the need to make it conditional and just love for the sake of love.

It raises questions and answers within myself, if I knew life was really as short as it is. . .what would I be doing?  I ponder and feel this.  I know my soul is guided in the right way, in the right time, to the right path.  I set intentions, detaching from the outcome, and knowing it is done.  This thing I want or something even better is dreamt up in the mind of God for me.  Who am I is the focus I use daily in defining and clarifying where I shall go.  I don’t want to have to wait to be sick or someone I love to be sick to wake up.  I’m not going through the motions.  It’s not a walk through.  It’s not a dress rehearsal.  It’s the real deal.  You must live like there’s no tomorrow and yet dream of your bright future happily.  I’m going to cherish each day even more.  I’m no longer just seizing the day, but seizing the life.

Wishing all of you who have lost a loved one peace in your heart and that you still feel their love surround you.  May you be blessed with signs to let you know, without a doubt, that there soul never dies.  We are never disconnected from them, the love connects us for eternity.

Selling Out

posted by jperry

I am someone who once I decided to live outside of my comfort zone, I have found new ones I had to move past. It’s all part of the learning, growing, living, and learning cycle of life to me. Last year, I did my first public speaking gig as an author’s talk in my town, where I spoke to people about writing, my journey, and my novel “The Jennifers.”  I was asked to do another one at another library after I was featured in the local paper. I also worked along side my friend, Sheree Bykofsky, the fabulous author, speaker, literary agent, doing a writing workshop, where I spoke about my experience with self-publishing. Right before I delivered my fifth child, I spoke about reinvention at a STEPS event. And about a month ago, I spoke at our local high school about my struggles at a teen with bulimia, cutting, depression, anxiety, attempting suicide, and where I wanted to give the teens who are currently going through anything difficult, some hope for their future. I was very honest about my panic attacks, weight loss experience, etc. as an adult also and how you are ultimately responsible for your own happiness always.

I never thought I would do any of this, let alone be an author and a blogger.  And I never thought I’d be a Beachbody®  Coach or fitness one for that matter, although people have been asking my advice on weight loss, diet, and exercise for years, once they see my before and afters, so I thought, why not?  Except that selling is outside of my comfort zone.  I wanted to give everything away for free.  People expected it from me and that’s the dynamic I set up.  It wasn’t serving me or my message anymore and I felt it.  In fact, it was showing I wasn’t practicing what I was preaching.  I was comfortable giving.  I was comfortable receiving a little from many people, but only comfortable receiving a lot from my parents or my husband.  When I got real with myself, I saw these blocks in business and how I had subconscious/unconscious patterns going on.  I asked myself were there still self-worth issues going on like the layers of the onion?  I kept exploring my thoughts and getting real on my comfort zone.  I didn’t want to owe anyone, take advantage of them, or inconvenience them. . .all these projection I put on them.  All I was doing was offering products.  There was no weird story, unless I made one.  I wasn’t selling out.  I could make money and help people.

I swear some people are born with that seller gene and they could sell ice to an Eskimo.  Took a business class about branding from Kellie Kuecha as I envision myself as a entrepreneur with multiple businesses, books, programs, and the sky’s the limit.  I looked at her and the other women, in awe, just soaking up the genius vibes.  I realized I was playing small again.  Luckily, I know the comparing/competition game doesn’t work for me or I’d have been doomed in that class with those brilliant women, and a few men.  As I gained clarity around my business, I realized I also had to let go of the attachment to the outcome, but to stay focused on my intention.  All my confusion was many things. I uncovered fears about making mistakes, not being perfect, looking foolish, seeing greedy, and being considered inauthentic.  Oh. . .all that almost stings to write as I munch on my organic tortilla chips.  I can be real and make money.  I can do business and be authentic.  I can sell whatever and not alienate myself from people.  I’ve heard people lose friends because they’re too pushy with their product.  That won’t be me.

Trust is key.  Trust that I’ll attract the right customers, clients, readers, followers/supporters, friends, and even mentors or teachers.  I trust myself.  It’s not selling out ever, unless you are out of integrity with what you’re selling.  Okay, putting the chips away now.  They’re just crumbs anyway. . .and I’m not settling for crumbs anymore.  Neither should you.

Ride Your Heart Out

posted by jperry

Yesterday, I was riding along on a dreary and gray day. The wind was picking up and you could feel the impending rain in your bones. I looked over and saw an older woman riding her bike. Not around any stores but like she just wanted to ride her bike. I was perplexed, since I wanted to just hide under the covers in this weather. The difference is I think my time is unlimited and most likely, she does not. She’s at a different place in her life. I’m in go-go-go mode and she has more time to be. She’s not on fast track to a destination, a hamster wheel, a race, climbing any mountains. I might be wrong on all that, but this was my observation.

I thought just by looking at her, that she was seizing the day as I was driving from one end of the island to the other, to drop off ticket orders for my older daughter’s recital, stopping at the grocery store so I could make stuff for dinner, before I had to take my oldest son to karate. Meanwhile my mind is making career to-do lists and. . .I still haven’t mailed out thank you notes, I have to call so and so. I must do my mediation with Oprah and Deepak. (Side note-never did it yesterday.)

The lady on the bike was riding her heart out. She didn’t know if she would have tomorrow. Here, I was going double up on mediation today and it’s 9pm and I am typing this and I’m handed a cup where I am asked to get the apple out of the cup. I’ve been going all day at life. I took my oldest son for bloodwork (he’s fine) and when we got there at 7:30 am, I had forgotten the script so we headed home, and started again. I told him not to look while she was putting the needle in. He then insisted on looking over after it was in. Well, my older daughter would have passed out or threw up. Driving home, he throws up. . .multiple times. I know the drill. Let’s get some OJ. Thankfully it was the hubby’s car for once. Joking, but true, and because he had fasted there wasn’t anything in his stomach. Oh, fun times. I wonder what that lady on the bike is doing right now? I need to get in the shower since I worked out earlier, before driving my daughter to dance and picking up something at the store. I’m not a shopaholic, but rather an economic stimulator. Hubby cooked dinner luckily, since I was on a business/friend call. I wonder if I can play the mediation in the shower or will that be like showering with Oprah and Deepak? What a visual there!

Tomorrow, I’ll regroup and make time to mediate. Balance is part of self-love and sanity. Riding your bike is all about balance too. I am going to ride my heart out tomorrow and do something, one thing at makes me feel alive, and it will not be bike riding because I don’t have a bike. My BFF can tell you funny stories about how bad I was at riding a bike when we were younger. Luckily, with age I’ve become more graceful. I was always a klutz and my favorite book in grade school was called “Megan The Klutz.” I am going to ride my heart out regardless. I won’t let the wind stop me. No obstacles will prevent me from moving forward. Riding into the wind, like running, shows you what you’re made off. It’s easy to sit on your butt at home and do nothing. That lady showed me that there are not always perfect conditions for riding, but they could be worse, it could’ve been a storm. She may not have the schedule I have, the big life, or the time left that I have, but she is living fully. That’s the whole point anyway.

Ride your heart out.

Psst. . .Don’t tell Oprah I missed a day. It’s not the first time. ;)

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