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Possitive "bug" Thoughts

The only thing that will stop you from fulfilling your dreams is you. Tom Bradley


Today I’ve been thinking about the power of positive thinking and just I’d like to increase positive self talk in my day to day life.

There are so many issues and responsibilities that I am confronted with each day that I often find that I have trouble sorting out all my priorities. Today, for instance… there is a RS gathering, a “swimlaxing” party. A friend ask (maybe even whined) if I was going. I responded that I did think I would. She asked why I don’t make going to these social gatherings a priority, after all, wouldn’t it be nice to get out of the house? Truthfully, sitting here writing this blog is all the relaxation I need… listening to a little Aeosmith on the side. (It’s actually my husband’s 70/80’s station on Pandora). LOL.

Do what you can, with what you have, where you are. Theodore Roosevelt

That’s how I feel about most things. I just need to keep moving forward. I can only control how I …

The Climb that Molds

I am not a fan of Hanna Montana, but it happen that I kept thinking of her inspirational song titled “The Climb” today as I dragged my body up and down the 2.4 mile hike around Silver Falls. It reminded me to keep pushing through the hike, and life, in spite of all the hardships and trials that I may encounter along the way as a parent of crabby teens and as I move toward greater health and well being. It lifted my spirit somehow.


Honestly, the weekend was a bit of a failure… with a little success… if you stretch the imagination. My husband and I were hoping to have one last summer hurray before school, activities, dance and football monopolized the family life in the next few weeks. But our children had better ideas. Two had a church camping trip that sounded more fun then spending time with family. One planned a date to an air show. One won’t be seen in the same vicinity as the family because family is not cool. Needless to say, only one child, the youngest, was excited to have a f…

Walking in Water

Today I've been contemplating the need to just keep going - keep my eye on the prize.


 Many years ago I worked for BYU technical theater my freshmen year of college. I can't remember the exact department I was working in, but I remember working on Homecoming Spectacular that was to be held on in the Marriot Center there on campus. My main responsibility was to stretch tricot across giant steel frames that were to be hung from the extremely high ceiling as set pieces for the event. However, at one point in the assignment I was asked to run some gel up to a lighting tech that was on the cat walk far above the stage floor. I wasn't fond of heights, but my boss assured me I was safe and that it wasn't any different from going up the tower of stairs I climbed to run the giant arc spots light - my usual assignment.

Consenting, I began the long, exhausting climb up the stair case to the cast walk. Upon arrival I quickly went to the lighting tech to deliver my cargo. We exch…

Harvest

Reaping My Harvest of Health


Today I watered my garden and couldn’t help but marvel at just how nicely my garden is growing. The plants are flourishing. I can easily get a bowl full of raspberries or blackberries every morning. I have tons spinach, lettuce, swiss chard and snow peas. Beans and zucchini are beginning to come on. All my root crops are getting fat. I even have some cantaloupe and one mini watermelon. LOL. They won’t amount to much, but they are fun to try and grow. I’m looking forward to the butternut, acorn, and spaghetti squash ripening this fall.

My Life is my garden. I started pondering the process of nurturing my Garden of Well-Being. I need to learn how to become my own gardener (personal lifestyle trainer) for my own mind, spirit and health.

Joseph Goldstein & Jack Kornfield share in their book Seeking The Heart of Wisdom, "It is as though we are all artists, but instead of canvas and paint, or marble or music, as our medium, our very bodies, minds, and…

Forward Thinking

God is a forward thinking and acting God.


I want to be a forward thinking woman.

I’ve been pondering this idea and luckily I found Jeremiah 7:23-24:

“But this is what I commanded them, saying, ‘Obey My voice, and I will be your God, and ye shall be my people. And walk ye in all the ways that I have commanded you, that it may be well unto you.’ But they hearkened not, nor incline their ear, but walked in the counsels and in the imagination of their evil heart, and went backward and not forward.”

Even though God led the Israelites out of Egypt, a place of oppression, wickedness, and idolatry, to a place of safety and refuge, in their hearts they never left. Their bodies might have been free in the Promised Land but their hearts and minds were still in bondage back in Egypt.

It occurs to me that we too often allow fear, emotional pain, and habitual sins to keep us chained to the past. All too often we forget that God has a plan. He sent Jesus to be a Savior, to set us free from all hold…

Leaping Walls in a Single Bound

I may have built a brick house too fast… I feel like I hit a brick wall! I’m sporting a massive headache… I feel like I’m moving in slow motion… pretty much everything aches. I’m not panicking. I know it comes with the territory of a complete cleanse. I’ve done this before and I know this is normal when toxins are released. The second day is always the longest and the hardest. So… on to tomorrow.


I feel a little stumped emotionally too. Struggles with life especially teens, is taking its toll. I’m not good at handling the fact that my children are coming to the age where they refuse all my opinions and values… internet use, education, dating, chores and even religion. I think rejection of religion is the hardest for me. I’m just not sure where they get these ideas that go against everything we have every taught. The stress is nearly over whelming.

At any rate, finding this scripture is helping me put it all into perspective”

“For thou art my lamp, O LORD: and the LORD will lighten my …

The House I build... little pig style...

Today I came across the following scripture:


“The wise woman builds her house, But the foolish pulls it down with her hands.” Proverbs 14:1

I can’t help but think about the story of the three little pigs. In the story, the big bad wolf was hungry for a nice ham sandwich (forgive my indulgences with the story) and he knew where the three little pigs lived. He was real hungry so he invited himself to the 1st pig’s house for dinner. This little pig lived in a house made of straw. Piggy wasn’t ready for guests for dinner. The wolf begged for the pig to let him in. But the little pig would not, so the wolf huffed and puffed and blew the straw house in. But the 1st pig escaped by running to 2nd pig’s house.

After all that work the wolf was still hungry. He still wanted that ham sandwich, but thought a nice BLT would be a nice addition to his dinner. The wolf headed to the 2nd pig’s house, which was made of sticks. “Mmmm,” he thought, “maybe I’ll get lucky and there is a BBQ here tonight!” …

D is for DEVOTION... oh to be a hummingbird...

It’s hummingbird season. I have a butterfly bush outside my family room window. I planted it there on purpose because I like to watch the butterflies and hummingbird come and visit the lavender blosoms.


These little birds are amazing. Their average weight is 1/8 ounce. Their wings beat between 40 and 80 beats per second. They breathe approximately 250 times per minute. Their heart rate is an unbelievable 250 beats/min at rest and 1200 beats/min while feeding. Finally, in flight they reach up to 63 miles/hour. Most researchers seem to accept the fact that those who migrate to the Caribbean Islands and Mexico cross the Gulf and Atlantic Ocean waters during a non-stop flight taking 18-20 hours. No wonder they require a lot of food for energy and strength!

I could only dream of burning that kind calorie intake! I could only dream of being that tiny!

This journey to better health begins when we wake up to the false promise our society has sold us, namely, that our happiness resides in the …

So many Choices...

“… I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore CHOOSE life, that both thou and thy seed may live: That thou mayest love the LORD thy God, and that thou mayest obey his voice, and that thou mayest cleave unto him: for he is thy life, and the length of thy days…” Deuteronomy 30:19-20.


We are advised to cling to God because He is life and the length of our days. Without God, it is impossible to gain the wisdom needed to apply health knowledge to each unique situation. Plus only God knows about the mental strongholds that may be sabotaging all good intentions – and only he gives the power to take them down!

It’s all about choice.

I read once that every day, we have to make over 200 choices that impact our health and weight…choices like what to eat, whether to exercise, how to respond to stressful situations, and others we encounter each day.

I wonder how many I’d count. 30? 60? 80? 100? Maybe I’ll count tomorrow… if I remember.

The scary thing is that I think I …

Longing to Be Extraordinary

My bad attitude is persisting into today. Rats!


I was brushing up on some Facebook and catching up on blogs I enjoy reading and suddenly was overcome with a longing to be extraordinary. I see so many people I follow succeeding in their quest to down size and I am not only at a standstill… I’m bouncing back and forth with the same blasted 8 lbs.! I really not interested in posting pictures because it is very evident I’m not making progress physically. (Up to today I felt fairly confident that I was making progress spiritually and emotionally… then a serious case of “pity party” moved in which I’m determined to kick to the curb). On Facebook I watch a former student of mine do extraordinary things as a professor at a major university. I barely teach at a local dance studio… 8-12 kids, tops. I got the alumni magazine for my university today and the thing was full of people doing extraordinary things. I live day to day keeping within my 50 mile radius. Woman in my stake are all training f…

Dinner Without Whine... could it happen?

Ok… While in the grand scheme of things I have nothing to whine about–I’m healthy enough, I have a job I like (voice lessons and mom… ok I like that most days), have a great husband and kids, a nice home– but today has been a long day and I’m gonna whine.

WHY is it I ate 5 cookies—ARG!!! Now I gotta walk to California.

WHY is it that you can eat lettuce and veggies for more than a week and not lose one pound, but eat one freakin’ cookie and it will require ten hours of treadmill time to remove it from your butt? Who made up stinkin’ that rule?

And WHY is it that every time I’m ready to go somewhere I cannot find one or more of the following–my purse, my sunglasses, the car keys?

Calgon, take me away! Wait… I don’t have any Calgon. Just WHY is that?

And WHY must we have FOUR remotes for ONE tv?? And WHY can I never find the one I need–but the other three are right there, laughing at me (I know they are)… even if they don’t have batteries.

Who decided that French fries and chicken wing…

Allergic to Change

As I sat listening to testimonies today the thought came to me that I know what my whole problem has been these past few months. I am allergic to change. Seriously… I sit on the same bench in the same spot every Sunday… I’m pretty sure I consistently bounce back to the same haircut time after time and wonder why I am in such a despite need of an update… I’ve lived in the same house for the past 15 years and I don’t plan on moving any time soon… before that I went to college and lived in the same spot there and before that I lived in the same house for 18 years… I turn to the same food (chocolate) even though they really don’t hit the spot… I resist pretty much everything that causes me to change.


I’m not sure why I resist change so much. Hello! My life is full of change: I have one adult child in the process of making major life decisions; I have 3 teenage kids at home (they can throw change at you like quick firing practice tennis balls); I have a 7 year old who feels she is going on…