Changing one’s name is an interesting phenomenon. I have done it a few times in my life. Not always did I tell all, or the most compelling reasons. After all, what anyone knows about anybody else is only their illusion of who we are. Barbara Grace Schadt at 1 year At birth I was named... Continue Reading →
Writer turned philosopher and life coach is what Elizabeth Gilbert seems to have become. I listened to Krista Tippett interview Liz about Choosing Curiosity Over Fear. Browsing online I discovered ten years later Liz is divorced from the love of her life she met in Bali at the end of Eat Pray Love. She has partnered with a... Continue Reading →
Pressure Release Technique I resist using things that are associated with FEFT and that leads me to explore another technique that works. I often use the karate chop point that they mostly stopped because people associate it with the EFT setup process, “Even though I have this…” It works well for self-acceptance and forgiveness. That is... Continue Reading →
Day two the depression fog rolls in, metaphorically and physically. It’s foggy, wet, dreary and dark this morning. I don’t feel like writing, maybe because I wrote a long time yesterday. Browsing past New Year's journal entries as far back as I have digital files, that was enough digging to notice I don’t want to do... Continue Reading →
I AM! "You are here to enable the divine purpose of the Universe to unfold. That is how important you are!" —Eckhart Tolle I am a writer, finally! I've known since my teens I have a memoir to write, but I'm no Ann Frank. I had to do a whole lot more living before I... Continue Reading →
I grab the yoga mat I inherited from Linda Esser and head out the door in her yoga pants. I only used them for lounging until now. It feels weird to be in public in lounge pants. The Heart Center Studio is my third ever Yoga class. It’s my first time to experience it as... Continue Reading →
Why am I indoors on a gorgeously sunny spring Saturday? I could be hiking the Tallgrass Prairie but instead I am vacuuming the 1894 wood plank library sub-floor of an historic old house. WHY? I enjoy the mindlessness of the work and a special feeling of being a tiny part of the restoration of a grand... Continue Reading →
Who will I be if I let go of my stories? Writers attract and create stories. Who will we be if we try to have a conversation without telling each other our stories? What will we talk about? Concepts, principles, wisdom, lessons, but sometimes it is the story that illustrates to give a clear understanding.... Continue Reading →
I get some of the sweatiest, grimy handshakes of my lifetime, and it doesn't even bother me. It feels wonderful to be a part of something monumental in these riders’ lives. I get to hear comments to the Race Directors as riders finish and many say, “Thank you, this is the best course I’ve ever done.” One rider says, “This is the greatest achievement of my life!” I say, “Congratulations! Good work!” Time after time the riders thank me for my hard work, for being there, for being a Gravel Groupie. I mirror it back, “Thank you for your hard work. Without you we wouldn’t be here. You’re welcome.” I know they aren’t thanking me personally, because all I did was show up the day before the race. They are thanking the Race Directors, all the support staff, the entire community of Emporia, the surrounding communities that participate and all the ranchers whose front and back yards they travelled. Our contact creates a bond of sweaty gray-dirt gratitude and inspiration. So as a last minute volunteer, I am honored to receive a multitude of gratitude. It changes you.
We are created to be creatures of habit, yet the nature of life is constant change. What a conundrum! Each day is like the blink of the eyes and gone before we know it. Just go through the days as they blink along. Focus on gratefulness that the systems are working perfectly. Be in the present moment allowing the flow of life and Spirit to carry me along.