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Did you know that there is so much you can do if you believe you can? So many times, we can sabotage the dreams we have by not believing in ourselves. This often happens while we are grieving because it may feel like our world is falling apart because nothing is the same. The good news is that you can change your situation when you believe you can.

This morning a dear friend told me that she decided she needed a bigger house. On the day she decided, she ran into a friend who had a bigger house to rent, so she easily found exactly what she needed. I’ve done that too. My husband and I bought three houses in the time we were together. For each one, we wrote a list of exactly what we wanted in detail, and within a week each time, we found exactly what we needed at a price we could afford. For two of those houses, we even made a huge profit on the sale of the house we had been living in.

Your belief can make things happen, but what you want won’t just fall into your lap. Your actions and words must be in alignment to ensure the outcome you desire. Let’s say you want to be an artist. First you must decide what kind of artist you want to be. Then you must learn how to master that technique. Then you must discover how to display your work so your intended audience can see it. Nothing is so simple as just saying you want something.

After my husband died, I had a friend who was persistent in asking me if I was dating, and I always said no. Finally, I thought there must be a reason she was doing this. I was hesitant because my husband who died was so wonderful, I didn’t think it was possible to find anyone else I would want to be with. To prove that to myself, I made a list of all the traits and accomplishments anybody I would go out with must have. The list was long and detailed. I finally went on Match.com, and I was right. Just about every person did not fill many items on my list, but one did. I was shocked as I checked off every item on my list, and he even had more items that were wonderful. I was so glad that I stopped being stubborn and allowed myself to find my new husband.

How would you design the life you want to live? What makes you feel good and happy? Take some time to explore in writing what, where, and how you want to be. Use specific details. As I sit on my lanai enjoying a cool breeze, the many bird songs, and the view of two sides on the island of Maui, I am grateful to believe in myself which allowed me to create the miraculous life I love.

 

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Ordinary Moments

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Often after a loved one dies, it’s the ordinary moments we miss the most.  I remember how my mother and sister loved to shop.  When I would be visiting with one or both of them, we almost always ended up shopping. What was different shopping with them was they rarely bought anything. I used to think that was a big waste of time until I realized, that was the way we spent time together and find things to talk about.

My father loved to take us all out to dinner. He loved to have and excuse to dine out and he loved to eat! When I brought my finance Jacques to meet my parents, we met at a restaurant. Jaques was nervous, so I told him if he wanted to impress my dad, he should pick up the check. He did, and he made a big impression because no one else in the family ever did that. My dad also loved to take my children to get ice cream whenever he had the opportunity to pick them up after school, but I think that was mostly because he loved ice cream!

Jacques and I used to love to listen to live music and we loved to dance together, so we would look for opportunities to do one or both of those.  Ron and I loved to sit outside as much as we could.  There were so many bird songs to listen to and well as amazing tropic al plants to enjoy. We also loved to watch the fantastic Maui sunset and enjoy that special golden hour.

When my friend’s mother died, she invited me to come to her mother’s house along with her sister so we could all make cookies together. Her family had the tradition of serving cookies after funerals, so we made lots of cookies and had great conversations.

Our lives are made up mostly of ordinary moments, and those moments can be what we miss the most when our loved ones aren’t here to share them with. What are your favorite ordinary moments? Who do you share them with?

How can you make your current ordinary moments extraordinary and memorable now?

 

 

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Be Your Own Best Friend

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So many times, I have heard someone who is grieving say “I’ve lost my best friend.” I understand that feeling, especially when the person being grieved is a spouse. You have had someone you woke up and started the day with. You had common interests. You had someone you can turn to and talk to. Boy, I’m missing my husbands right now just writing this! Yet you still can have a best friend with you all the time!  All you do to find this friend is realize, it’s you!

In early grief when both my husbands died, I have to admit, I was lonely. At the same time, I felt that no one else could take their places, so I sat alone. I realized this wasn’t serving me. Then I remembered how after a long day of work at the theatre, I would go into rehearsals in the evening. When I got home after a twelve hour day, Jacques always had something ready for me to eat. I was so grateful for his thoughtfulness. Now I have learned that if I have been working long hours, I need to remember to eat something healthy, and I smile and remember his love when I do.

Now I am fixing my own healthy meals and taking care of myself. And I have a lovely orchid plant in my living groom that I bought for myself because it brought me joy. I am taking good care of me and enjoy my own company. But I didn’t stop there. I love the company of others and have made many new friends as well as staying in touch with friends I have made throughout my lifetime. I have neighbors who join me every week to share the bounty of our gardens. And I meet with a group we call Art Ladies to paint together, and I am in another group that goes together to plays and musicals. I attend church in California by Zoom because I love the people there. I stay in touch with friends I have had throughout my life by social media, email, and visits.

I have made all these new friends and stayed in touch with old friends because it feeds my soul, and I hope theirs too. I am being my own best friend by nurturing myself with loving relationships with lots of people while I take the best care of me by enjoying being outside watching the clouds go by and watching the beautiful sunsets. I write in my journal and write books to comfort others. I meet incredible people by hosting my popular podcast and help my listeners with the content I provide. I enjoy an occasional scoop of coffee ice cream, and I pretty much do whatever I want to. I love my best friend unconditionally.

Are you your own best friend? If not, what can you do to nurture that relationship? If you are, I am so happy for you!

 

 

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Secrets

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A prodigious act of congress was passed this week that requires the release of the Epstein files. These files would never have been released if it weren’t for the victims who came together after keeping their secrets for 30 years or more. They are women now, but most were children when they were taken advantage of by an unknown number of lecherous adults.

These victims continue to come forward as they see that their fellow victims have come forward. They are holding each other up in dealing with the tragedy of their loss of innocence. I admire the strength of these women who are finally ready to release the secrets they have been hiding which have blocked them from being able to live their best authentic lives.

While the Epstein situation is horrendous, sexual abuse and violence is more prevalent than we realize and now hopefully more women and girls in our society will realize that what happened to them is wrong and that it isn’t their fault that they were taken advantage of. And I hope they gain the strength to tell their stories, even if it is just to one trusted person or a counselor.

Holding a story of abuse is heavy.  Your confidence can be destroyed, and you can live your life with a shadow of shame. I was so fortunate that my husband Jacques came into my life when he did, and I was able to tell my story and live my life authentically from then on. I just needed one person to hear me and assure me of my worth. I finally opened to my life.

If you can listen when someone needs to share her story, you may help her to change her life and find that she can smile and even laugh like she hasn’t been able to.

Telling Our Stories

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We tell stories all the time. Sometimes we share them with others. Other times we keep them to ourselves. What often we don’t realize is that those stories we create shape our lives. Sometimes our stories come from what others say about us that we listen to and incorporate into our lives as they become our stories. Sometimes we make up stories that we think others are saying about us, and those stories can become part of our stories if we allow them to.

After my husband died, I heard very little from friends I had before he became so ill. Since I wasn’t hearing from them, I started considering what they must be saying about me. None of what I made up was positive. I thought they must be saying things like: “She needs space to grieve, so I won’t bother her,” Or “I don’t want to invite her to my party because she would be a wet blanket.” Or “I don’t see her anymore, so she must have new friends.” These stories that others create may have a bit of truth in them, but they certainly weren’t my story, and I didn’t even know if any of these stories were actually told about me.

All that alone time gave me space to consider my new life. I thought about what I wanted to do, where I wanted to go, who I was becoming. I finally reached out to a few friends, but they didn’t call me back. Then I called a friend whose husband died not long before mine did. I realized that I hadn’t called her because I wasn’t sure what I should say to her under the circumstances. I am so glad I called her!  She told me to get out of my house, do something fun, and just breathe. She invited me to a Patti LaBelle concert, and I accepted. That was my turning point,

After the concert, I knew I had to make some changes. In the story that I had been writing about me, I was considering everything that had been happening “to” me. I would never move forward if I was stuck in that thinking. The changes I could make would happen “for” me instead of “to” me. I started reading positive books I was inspired by. I took a quilting class that was at a delightful store I could walk to where I had enjoyed browsing before, and now I had a reason to buy their fabric. I found myself opening to the world around me in so many ways, and that felt good.

The story I tell now is that I can do and experience anything I desire. Though what I am choosing to do is for me, I am creating things “through” me now too in the service of others, and this allows me to live my best life by writing my own story.

What is your story? Are things happening to you, for you, or through you? Try writing your present story and see where it takes you.

 

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Be the Light

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We’ve all known someone like Debbie Downer of Saturday Night Live. She’s the person you walk the other way from when she starts walking toward you. Everything about her is negative. When she wants to tell you a story, it’s always sad. I can recall a time when I was Debbie Downer. It seemed like everything in my life was miserable. My husband was always ill, sometimes critically. I felt like there was nothing positive in my life, and I didn’t even have the energy to smile.

Being chronically sad was a tough place to be. After my husband died, I realized how negatively I had been acting. I didn’t like that, and I could see that my actions repelled people who didn’t want to join me under the dark cloud where I was always standing. I realized change required leaving the darkness behind and moving toward the light.  I had to be the light.

Old habits aren’t easy to break. I had been displaying my sad face for so long, I had to teach myself to smile again. I kept on the lookout for reasons to smile. I love to go on walks, and I like to take pictures of flowers and nature. I made a conscious effort to smile at all the flowers and rainbows. We have so many rainbows in Hawaii. The more I smiled, the better I felt about smiling, so I started smiling at people too. Seeing people smile back was almost like a big hug.

I knew I could break my heart open by finding moments of joy in everything I did or saw, so I started searching for those moments, and it turned out to be a delightful challenge. The happier I allowed myself to be, the less I had to try.  I would gravitate toward smiling, happy people, and they would smile back!

Now I often say that I am happier than I ever have been, and that feels so good! Being deeply happy is well worth the effort. Smile!

 

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