Torrential Rains

Torrents of water were rushing beside the marble curb. Lightening flashed in the distance and the ‘ostello’ operator told me there was no point in going outside.

Here, in Matera, storms this strong only lasted twenty minutes, so I waited. Stormwater drains aren’t a thing here. The roads are designed to direct water downhill to some undisclosed destination, taking the refuse with it.

Obediently, I waited. The storm let up long enough for me to walk to a restaurant. Fortunately for me, because the ostello had no source of food.

Then, quite politely, it resumed its downpour while I was in the restaurant, letting up again for my walk home. I am grateful for the coincidence that allowed me to walk to and from the restaurant with very little rain, even if it poured otherwise for a few hours. ­čÖé


Nod from the Universe

So, I’ve started to post again. For the longest time, when I wrote I would sell books. It seemed that simple and then it stopped.

I always write. It is almost a compulsion. I don’t feel satisfaction unless I write for at least an hour. Last night, away from my journals and my computer, I felt like writing and did so on my phone.

In a good month, I’ll sell ten books. The first was published in 2011 and the second a year or so later, followed by updates and edits, so I lost track of the final publication date.

I posted here and immediately sold five books. OK, I get it. Writing is not enough. I need to publish. I don’t claim to know how this all works, but I can observe a pattern. A clear pattern. Publish and you will sell books. Got it.


I Thought I’d Better Write

It almost feels selfish, which is strange. But truth is, writing is good for business, literally in the moment

I already spoke about writing increasing book sales. Yesterday I sat down in the morning. I had so much food left over from the family visit there was no need to go to the market. No market, no coffee shop. No way of knowing if anyone would be there anyhow. 

So I wrote instead. I actually don’t know how long I wrote for. After a large chunk of time I received an email saying my stats were booming. Immediate feedback. I am grateful for it. It reminds me of the importance of making time for creativity. 

Of course, I also sold books. 


It’s Life

I was having a conversation with my daughter, as mothers do, and I asked her about her experiences of flow. IMG_7241

My life, I explained, was built under the assumption that there was a path to stability all laid out. Allegedly, the stability brought on happiness, because you have nothing to worry about.

Unfortunately, for many of us, this has meant unrealized potential, lost opportunities and unfulfilled dreams. I found myself lost for a while. But as align myself with flow, I can see that I could change my circumstance by starting a new career.

I’m, of course, in the midst of that, but I’m trying to understand how to explain it.┬áShe said, “It’s life”. She has come to expect that her life will be easy and by tuning into her intuition, it has, for the most part.

So this first part here is to start paying attention to the sensations in your body. It might require you to sit still and just focus on feedback you are receiving. Noticing these changes as emotions come and go helps to recognize how you actually feel, which may not be the way you were taught to learn about things.

This is an important difference. We were taught what “success” was and it took me becoming an adult to realize that it is not necessarily the road to happiness. I have coached many, many, uber successful people who were anything BUT happy.

I teach them to tap into their intuition, seek guidance from their own knowing. It is important to pay attention to how your body reacts to situations and choices. In general, if you feel an opening and relaxation feeling that is a yes. Contraction is a no. It is that simple once you are paying attention.

It is a new way to steer the ship, but you’d be amazed at the results. I’ve eliminated a huge amount of bad energy from my life and it feels like┬ámy life┬áis expanding.


Gas Station Guy

So, the guy I accosted at the gas station returned my call. IMG_7169That makes a much better story, don’t you think? When I go with my gut and just do what I know is right, things do seem to work out.

I told him of my plan to do webinars and how I need someone to help me. I am so pleased he called.

A half hour interview was scheduled and we talked for over an hour. His skill set is distinct from mine. That is a good thing. I hired him, explaining I could not promise more than a set amount of work. He was happy with that because he is still in school.

I’ll keep you updated!



Firm Foundation

Below, there is a photo of Sam, my beloved bird of paradise. It is easy to see how sad he looks leaning past the wall, with that tear in his leaf and the dark green colour just not present. I just now understood the story he represented in my life.IMG_7101

The very day, within a couple of hours of my arrival home from Spain, he fell breaking and tearing many of his fronds or leaves, I guess.

I patched him back up, which is what I was doing for myself, after my political loss. Stick to the basics. Rest, nutrition and exercise and we’ll get through this.

Pushing myself, enough to make myself sick, coincided with him falling once again. This time after being watered, unlike the last time when he was overly dry.

So I needed to start with making sure he never fell again. With respect to taking care of myself, I needed a foundation as well and I am having success. I feel energized. The planter has been secured to the walk with a screw nail. It is time for Sam to heal and grow beautiful again.


Book Yourself Solid

Had an immediate visceral reaction to the blogs I’ve started already. I want less structure, freer flowing ideas rather than titles with pre-conceived ideas waiting.

Learning to sit and let yourself write whatever I’d like was quite difficult for me but it seems to be paying back in spades. I’m re-engaged in my life, the last piece of recovery from last spring. I’m back. It feels good and when you are in the flow like that things come to you.

I got, “Book Yourself Solid“, which just happened to be on the shelves of a library I had to drive near to pick up a gift I had ordered on line. The only copy in the city, just sitting in the most convenient place at the most convenient time for me to pick it up. Nice. Thank-you for that.

So I’ve spent the weekend being inspired by and dreaming about what my brand would be. He specifies that you have to master one area first and then you can expand. That one area for me would be narcissism. But my larger me, the part that is more reflective of who I am, not the circumstances of my life, would be about living joyfully.

“When you’re tired of the drama, come back to joyful living”. These are all first drafts.

Anywho, I’ve managed to go from an abusive relationship to absolutely relishing my life. That is what I can teach people. Interesting. I love thinking about this stuff.

Now, I know my dinner is waiting. I realize I’ve used that as an excuse to end a piece already today, but I had to wait for it to cool, so I wrote this.