For the love of family

In March of this year I was blessed to chat with one of my best friends best friends. We had never met because they live in California.

Our mutual friend had passed away months earlier. We were both devastated. We connected with each other on Facebook. For me it was me still hanging on to my friend. I wanted to soak up anyone and anything to do with her.

My new friend is a business woman. She is a go-getter. She is highly ranked in a fabulous business in which I was wanting to be a part of. I was teetering between 2.

For several months I prayed about which business to join. I needed to find my passion. As I prayed and if I allowed my mind to quiet I would see images pushing me one direction.

I love both of these products…. I loved the security of knowing if I joined one company I would have a connection with my friend.

But as I prayed I saw images. I saw images of my brother who was handicapped. I saw images of my family. I saw images of helping others. Within these images I felt comfort. I knew God was leading me to my answer but I Kept wanting to be led the other direction, too. In my daily life I saw with open eyes what I needed to do. The effects of the products God was leading me to were benefiting my family every day.

I made my decision and joined an awesome team! My goals are large! My faith is larger! God led me here to where I am. My faith will help me to attain these goals.

These goals encompass the development of two separate foundations created to help children and their families. One foundation will help families hold everything together when they are struggling with health issues with a child. I pray I can send someone in to their home to keep things running while a family is split because one parent has to be away with a child in the hospital while the other stays home trying their darnedest to hold it all together. They will cook, clean, chauffeur etc for
free to the family. My mother needed this.

The foundation will cover many other services to the level each individual wants or needs.

The second will be to offer the use of essential oils to children in pain and their families. My brother was only able to have local anesthesia for every procedure he ever had. He lived in pain. When he passed away my mother was given the gift from God of seeing him float out of his human body with a smile on his face. There was no pain. Pure peace. I cannot
Imagine the pain he lived in and could not express. Parents need the comfort of oils as well. The trauma, sadness and stress of not knowing if your child will be ok. Not knowing if you can trust the doctors. Not knowing if your protocol is right. Living in a hospital to care for your child. Financial burdens. Relationship problems from being apart. The list goes on and on.

There really is an oil for everything. My thought is why not try? What do I have to lose? More importantly— what do I have to gain?

If you find yourself thinking someone is merely trying to make a buck off of
Facebook post after Facebook post please allow yourself to think of this blog and know that there is something deeper than their pockets. Something besides money motivates them.

God bless!

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Writing Process

Every time and I do mean every single time I start to write I have a particular goal, idea or thought I would like to share that ends up evolving into something different along the way.

Today I want to write about how excited I am to see Handsome Hubby’s books as well as mine continue to sell. I know through the writing process my intention will evolve into something different. It always does. 

Often I feel I am being led by something stronger than the thoughts in my brain when I write, either for my blogs or in my writing in general. I’m curious? Does this happen to anyone else? Is this true to others writing process?

Handsome Hubby knows exactly what he will type when he sits to write. The words flow with ease and accuracy. For me, the process is like stumbling through deep, dark woods full of roots and plants. I stumble. I have to retrace steps. I cannot see the end until something grabs hold of my hands and takes over. Something envelops my thoughts and takes over. My creative juices flow.

There can be chaos all around or dead silence.Environment does not matter, What matters is my connection with who ever or what ever is guiding me. 

You see, I see orbs. I see 5 different ones as a matter of fact and know who most are. They guide me daily. But when I am writing I rarely see them, I feel something trigger a change in the direction my mind is thinking. I feel when I am on the right track, so to speak. Usually one word triggers that change and I go with it. Let the fingers type and honestly do not pay much attention as to what shows up on the screen or is being thought in my head.

Coo-coo?  Absolutely and it works for me! As I attempt to write my first fiction novel. I feel out of sorts. I am more of a self help kinda girl or TRUE STORY.  Fiction is hard and I am using it to challenge myself. When it is published and it will be, I pray that it speaks to many of you.

In the meantime, I ask that you read Handsome Hubby’s books

Prophecy of Honor

Jesus Held Me

or my books

My Metabolic Miracle

My Metabolic Miracle II- Tips and Recipes for Success

 

Thank you!

 

Please reply with your writing process. I truly am interested!

Live Braver!

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The picture above was taken the Mothers Day before my in laws 3rd child was tragically taken to heaven.

Seeing this picture in our hallway on Christmas Eve of this year, my mother in law shared that little bit of information with my husband and I ( he is the first from the left). My mother in law is a woman somewhat “of few words”. She is very private. I will leave her story quite simply with my thought in respect to her— she has LIVED BRAVER. A strong female role model for her children. As mine has been for hers.

When I think of living braver my thoughts and memories immediately, almost selfishly, envelop me. My own personal story of living bravely. I will find a way to share it one day.

But this, this is about my sister in law, Lexlee Overton. The little girl in the picture. What is so complex about human emotions, our human brain, is one persons painful memory is another’s most glorious happiest of memories.

Recently writing a post on perception, the contrast of what my mother in law and sister in law see when they look at this one moment in time strongly stood out to me. But the similarity in the afterthought, if you will, is quite similar. It was the beginning of my mother in law living braver at a whole new level and for my sister in law it was “a reminder of being a young girl who loves openly and freely”, without fear. I’m sure to an extent the same goes for my mother in law when she looks at her precious children in this picture and was BRAVE enough to have 2 more beautiful children.

Stay with me, I do have a point.
My sister in law has created a wonderful website where we can share stories, find resources and support one another to help us Live Braver. Pleaseclick here to connect to the site.

Below I attached a small excerpt from livebraver.com.

I hope you visit the site.
Share your story!
Live Braver!

excerpt from livebraver.com
Live Braver is a resource for those seeking to step beyond the confines of fear, for those seeking a more inspiring, fulfilling, and rewarding life.

The ultimate goal: to help and to support each other in finding the courage to take steps towards a life we love.

What to expect: a community filled with people like you, who want to share their stories and to inspire others to bravely embrace their life purpose.

Be inspired

Be empowered

Be IN LOVE with your life

LIVE BRAVER.

Are you ready to Live Braver?
Live Braver is a resource for those seeking to step beyond the confines of fear, for those seeking a more inspiring, fulfilling, and rewarding life.

The ultimate goal: to help and to support each other in finding the courage to take steps towards a life we love.

What to expect: a community filled with people like you, who want to share their stories and to inspire others to bravely embrace their life purpose.

Be inspired

Be empowered

Be IN LOVE with your life

LIVE BRAVER.

Are you ready to Live Braver?

Divine Intervention

Today is Mommy Monday! Usually I would write a post about mommyhood. Not today. Today we are talking about realizing our dreams. Whether you are a stay at home mom or you work outside of the house you must realize that our jobs are a calling. If you don’t see your current circumstances, job, as a calling you might want to do some soul searching and reading.

Soul Searching:
What have you always wanted to do and thought you couldn’t?
What have you done before and maybe failed at, but love?
What do you feel most at home doing?

Ask yourself those questions and more. You know the answer. Most people do. Fear keeps us from following through.

Reading:
The Map, by Boni Lonnsburry
The Law of Divine Compensation, by Marianne Williamson

About 4 years ago Handsome Hubby and I were newly married. There is no love like ours. He reads my mind and I read his. Its freaky scary! Handsome Hubby was miserable at his job. As an investigator with Louisiana State Police and Polygraphist he spent most of his days behind his desk. He didn’t like that at all coming from SWAT and being a major crime/ rape detective for many years. My solution was to make an “ESCAPE PLAN”. We had 2 options. Come up with another job he would be happy doing or count down the days until he could retire. While we were making this POA ( plan of action) he felt a lump forming in his neck. I took photos. Within a few hours I was rushing him to the ER. Pain was jolting down the side of his face. The pain was unbearable. Our world has never been the same.

Already a God loving, ever praying and faithful family this time in our life drew us closer to the Holy Spirit. Actually I think the Holy Spirit drew us in. The ER did not work quickly to get us in. When they did Handsome Hubby had an allergic reaction to dilaudid. It put him in cardiac failure. During this time Jesus came to hold my husband. He told him the pain was his to bear for now. During his CAT scan he saw images of us later in life, his life flashed before his eyes, in the sense of foreshadowing. He was shown a perfectly golden cross. The doctors said he had a lipoma on his neck, nothing more. They sent us home with a referral to see an ENT the next day. The ENT immediately phoned the hospital to have Handsome Hubby admitted. With heightened senses, excruciating pain and this lump we headed to the hospital.

Doctor upon doctor told us the lump was not associated with the facial pain. The ENT, an Episcopalian deacon, prayed over night. He came in with a diagnosis. Trigeminal Neuralgia. General physicians, neurologists, pain management doctors and an ENT all agreed the lipoma had nothing to do with the pain. I recorded every conversation with the doctors. Handsome hubby was placed on every pain medicine known to man. Monitoring his medicines for pain was a full time job. You could not talk or have light in the presence of my husband. After a week in the hospital we were sent home. Four months pregnant, my husband diagnosed with “the suicide disease”, not a single doctor believed the lipoma was connected, the pain was still present and the side effects of the drugs were horrific all I could do was pray. Handsome hubby hallucinated, had conversations with people not present. A certain medicine that had to be taken at night gave him energy. I got no sleep. My poor husband…….Being up taking care of the medicine schedule all day, researching his illness, and researching the best doctors took priority over rest. Around 5 am I would pass out. I would wake at 7am to find my husband outside in my maternity pants or naked chasing people that weren’t there. We finally had an appointment with a top neurologist. Lets just say it did not go well. In a last ditch effort I called the ENT. I asked what needed to be done to get the lipoma out. He explained that my husband would have to be weaned off of his pain medicine to go under. We went to see the pain medicine doctor. He talked me through what to do. A week later the lipoma was removed. The Trigeminal Neuralgia “the suicide disease” was gone too! I type this with tears in my eyes remembering the love of my life had been taken from me. What about our kids I always thought. This baby in me will never know his daddy. But by the grace of God the ENT was willing to take out the lipoma. By the grace of God we never gave up.

I left out most of the horrible stuff because I always write with the belief that our children will somehow someday read what I write.

Within a few weeks Handsome Hubby was back to work. Excited about being alive. Excited not to have Trigeminal neuralgia we never looked at our plan again. We gave thanks to God for all that we had. We never asked for more. How could we?

Life went on. We had a horrible court battle to fight in Texas just a few short months after. This crippled us for many years. It held us back. Kept us from moving forward. For every step forward we took 2 steps back. I also do not intend on writing about this as it involved my kids. It is over.
We prayed, became closer in faith. Our life is centered around absolute faith.

When you believe. When you have faith. When you are willing dreams do come true. Handsome hubby is realizing his dream of getting from behind the desk. A true leap of faith. Handsome hubby retired from the state police in July. Doing OVERTON POLYGRAPH, LLC full time has opened the doors for many more opportunities as well.

I’m even realizing a dream of mine. I’ll post more about that later.

The Map by Boni Lonnsburry was the beginning to realizing we could be, do, have our dreams.

Proof of Heaven, by Eben Alexander M.D. followed The Map

The Law of Divine Compensation, by Marianne Williamson has kept us moving forward.

This is an exciting time. God tried showing us 4 years ago we needed a change. We didn’t listen. He kept knocking until we finally did. If you have some signs of Divine Intervention please pay attention to them. God Loves You. He want you to be happy. You deserve it!

The Four Agreements

Yesterday I wrote about about three books I wanted to share and then started talking about the book The Four Agreements. The first agreement is to be impeccable with you word. The second is to not take anything personally. NOTHING anyone does is because of you. I don’t know about you but this agreement was life changing. Coming from a place of taking EVERYTHING personally I needed to learn this. To be honest there’s still an internal struggle most of the time. But I’m learning to remind myself of this agreement.

Don’t make assumptions. This is important! Don’t assume people know what you want or need and don’t assume that you know what they want or need. Why not ask questions, open a dialogue to avoid unnecessary drama and misunderstandings?

Always do you best. Always do the best you are capable of at that moment. Don’t judge yourself. Sometimes your best will be better than others. This is ok. Life happens.

So this is a brief summary of The Four Agreements. If you haven’t read it you need to. It is a quick easy read.

In my opinion self improvement should be never ending, growing and evolving is fundamental to our existence and we will keep having the same lesson sent to us until we learn it. Which reminds me of yet another life changing book!

Thoughtful Thursday— “get over yourself”

Thoughtful Thursday……one of my favorite posts of the week. I love writing about the book I’m currently reading. These books are always spiritually based and thought provoking. There are still a few books that I want to write about and always forget! One, The Four Agreements, by Miguel Ruiz. Two, The Twelve Gifts of Birth. by Charlene Costanzo. Three, Simple Abundance, by Sarah Ban Breathnach. I’m sure there are more that will pop up but these 3 are wonderful pieces of literature.

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Four simple things: be impeccable with your word, don’t take anything personally, don’t make assumptions and always do your best. Hum? I mess up on all of these daily. Read the image above. Do you too? Why do we do this? If I could figure out why maybe I could figure out how to stop! I focus on being impeccable with my word. Saying what I mean and meaning what I say are very important. Gossiping about others is not an issue either. Speaking against myself is my problem. Marianne Williamson, my favorite author, says that people with poor self image need to ” get over their self”. Who are we to say we aren’t good enough? By doing this we are basically telling God he did not create us good enough! Well, obviously I’m happy with God’s creation. I look at my children. Each of them beautiful in their own unique way. When they have negative self talk it hurts my heart. I don’t want them to feel that way. I imagine God feels the same. You are going to think I’m crazy but to avoid negative thoughts I have avoided looking in the mirror. It’s true. I don’t have to wear makeup so it’s an easy thing to do. I don’t have to look at myself wearing sweats and I know how all of my other clothes look on me. I just avoid the mirror. Probably not the best choice of cognitive behavioral therapy! Some would say to dress nicely ever day, wear makeup, do your hair, etc. These things will make you feel better about yourself. I say no. That is not me. Makeup on my face is not me. Dressed up to stay home playing and cleaning– uh, not going to happen. Handsome hubby says I should only care what he thinks. Well it’s not that easy. Others say abused children have lower self esteem. I know personally that is not always the case. I can pinpoint where my negative self talk came. It was embedded in my head from a young age. It is not of God. It is earthly. It is not of Love. It therefore is not real. Our self image, self esteem and self talk create our tomorrow. I chose my tomorrow to be better than today. For a proper cognitive behavioral therapy lesson I’m going to look in the mirror and tell you something about my head, my torso and my lower body that I like. I’m grateful for all of it. By the grace of God I have a fully functioning body. I’m thankful for that everyday. Ok so here goes!………………….
Head——-eyes and dog bite scar
Torso ———–wrists. Don’t laugh! They are tiny! Birthmark on my back– it is the same shape as my grandfathers and in the same place!
Lower body——-pigment scarring on my right ankle

I think that’s enough for now. This has taken me forever to get through! I hope to have time to continue writing later.

Divine Intervention

http://www.marianne.com
Marianne Williamson, author of The Law of Divine Compensation, A Return to Love, as well as 8 other books is one of the greatest spiritual leaders, authors and lecturers of our time.

If you have not had the pleasure of reading her books, please do! They are life changing.

This Thoughtful Thursday I wanted to get back to the roots of the blog. Writing about losing 70 plus pounds as well as the power of ABSOLUTE FAITH were my ultimate motivators for beginning my writing.

I first heard of Marianne Williamson watching Oprah in 1992 at a time in my life when I needed to the most. Rarely watching tv then, as I still do now I considered it divine intervention that I saw her show. The book being promoted was “A Return to Love”. I cherish this book.

Years have gone by. Marianne luckily continued to write. Never knowing anything about the other books until a few weeks ago I saw her name attached to a book titled “The Law of Divine Compensation”. Again Divine intervention!! We need it! Who doesn’t?

Without saying anymore, because I feel it speaks to everyone for what they need to hear, I beg you to order it, buy it— go get it now! It isn’t just about money!

Starting with a simple Facebook advertisement for THE MAP by Boni Lonnsburry, to the book I wanted to read for over a year and finally did, Proof of Heaven by Dr. Alexander and now reading Marianne Williamson’s The Law of Divine Compensation, our lives will never be the same.

Every part of every day is a miracle waiting to happen if we let it. Most of us let our ego’s get in the way of this divine intervention. I see it in those around me. They are not true to me or others and not true to their self. It is sad to see. All I can do is wrap their actions up in prayer for them, not let their actions define me and ………

The rest I’m not sure yet– gotta keep reading!

Let me know what you think!!!!