Self-Love Sunshine


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There was hoar-frost here in Lakeville, Minnesota last week – the temp reached 28 degrees. The trees and prairie grass were covered with a breathtakingly beautiful coating of sparkling diamonds that only Mother Nature herself can create. For those of you who may not know what hoar-frost is, the definition is “a grayish-white crystalline deposit of frozen water vapor formed in clear still weather on vegetation, fences, etc.”  What a DULL explanation this is once you see it in reality. The attached picture gives you an idea of what it looks like but it does not do justice to its true beauty.

As I sat with my tea and contemplated the amazing frost, my mind wandered to a possible parallel between the beauty of hoar-frost and the seemingly frozen feelings we sometimes cover our heart with. It may seem like a good idea to do that because we think it helps keep us safe from emotional harm. The left-brain happily supports this rationalization and closes our heart to freeze out all feelings and emotion. Doing this is an extreme form of self-punishment. It not only stops the flow of love and compassion to and from others, it strangles our soul when we close the heart.

Fortunately, in nature, hoar frosts do not last long because the sun melts it away very quickly. If hoar-frost freezes your heart, lovingly open your heart and melt it off with some self-love sunshine. It brings more love into this world – and you know we sure need more of that.

Enjoy the day,

Dr. Deb

Illusional Strangleholds


Stranglehold 1:
Living life by responding to everything on auto-pilot rather than from the heart.

Stranglehold 2:
Making rushed assumptions based on damage caused by unreleased emotional life stories.

Outcome of 1 & 2:
Asphyxiation of mind, body & soul.

THE FIX:
1.  Don’t listen to the bully brain, listen to your heart.
2.  Let the memories and stories go.
3.  Advocate for yourself – don’t be a victim.
4.  Fill your mind with love, curiosity and wonder.
5.  Be your own kind of beautiful.

 

 

Bullied . . .


Never be bullied into silence.  Never allow yourself to be made a victim.  Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.

Been there, done that, never again.

Trodden’d Upon


In 1598 William Shakespeare wrote the following . . .

“Camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows”
(That is how they spelled Chamomile back then)

In our time, I’m thinking the more
we are trodden on the meaner we get.

I’m also thinking it doesn’t need to be that way.
Being trodden on forces change by changing a normal
expected pattern into a pattern of needing to think out of the box
so we grow in a different way.

Enjoy some Chamomile Tea

Debbie