Thursday, March 31, 2011

Giving Back not Giving Up

I was recently catching up on some reading on The Art of Non-Conformity and ran across a few things that really spoke to me. Mostly the one on Giving up

It spoke to me because I do have my own business. Many people say things, "Oh that must be nice" and "OH, you work from home? So you lie around in your pajamas and sit on the computer?"

No. I do NOT do those things.

As Chris says. It is not always easy.

In my life I am the Sole Person running this ship. I currently have a Web and Social Media business, Trisha Trixie and Company and manage, run it, network it, invoice clients, and everything myself. When one is an Entrepreneur, it is not easy to maintain everything on your own.

My life is about to get even harder. I am starting a Non-Profit to help the Homeless, Heroes 4 the Homeless. It is a passion I have had for many years. I did this as a project under the Jaycees and it as successful and won awards. After taking the Soul Restoration, Right Brain Business Plan, Jaime Ridler Studios, and completing the Goddess Guidebook, I decided to jump...

LEAP...actually into this adventure.

It is not always easy. I do get burnt out. Though many people think I don't. It is tough being the only one on the totem pole. If I ain't doing, nobody is. if I ain't talking about my business, no one else is. If I am not networking, no one else is.

But just like Chris I realized a few things like he did.

  • I will keep going
  • I could have chosen to work for someone else, but I hated it, it didn't suit me and I was miserable
  • I chose this life and this path and this road of being an entrepreneur, having my own business and starting my own NP
  • All it takes is "one thing" to make it all worth while
  • I find that "one thing" every single day
  • Someday those THINGS are better than others...
Tonight...that thing was recognition.

I have been around Social Media for years and it took me forever to get my name out there and then I had a Trademark Infringement and had to start over. Believe me, hold onto your business names and do things right the first time. The cost in the beginning is worth it in the end. Name recognition is HUGE when you own your own business.

Tonight it happened and I had to do all I could to control myself from squealing right there when I was talking to a the head of our chamber of Commerce and she tilted her head and said "Yes, I have heard of you. the buzz is talking."


That was so awesome! Words on this blog could not even fathom to describe how elated I felt. I have only been talking to people about the Homeless NP for "TWO WEEKS" and she has already heard of me and my NP and what I am doing?!? Wow! I mean Wow!

That right there...that makes it all worth it.

You know what else? When I see a smile on the face of a homeless person I have helped. When I can give them a ride or donate clothes or food to them. When I have helped another, that is what makes it worth it.

Giving back....

not Giving Up.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Wishcasting Wednesday: How do you wish to be brave?

Wishcasting Wednesday: How do you wish to be brave?

I recently took a course called Soul Restoration with a group of women who call themselves Brave Girls. It is fitting to me that you would ask this question.

The definition of Brave and it's cohorts mean A courageous person or To undergo or face courageously. Fearless emphasizes absence of fear and resolute self-possession. Courageous implies consciously rising to a specific test by drawing on a reserve of inner strength. Bold stresses readiness to meet danger or difficulty and often a tendency to seek it out. Audacious implies extreme confidence and boldness. Valiant suggests the bravery of a hero or a heroine.Valorous applies to the deeds of heroes and heroines.Plucky emphasizes spirit and heart in the face of unfavorable odds.Dauntless refers to courage that resists subjection or intimidation.Undaunted suggests persistent courage and resolve.

I wish to be Brave by being Fearless.

I wish to be Brave by being Courageous.

I wish to be Brave by being Bold.

I wish to be Brave by being Audacious.

I wish to be Brave by being Valiant.

I wish to be Brave by being Valorous.

I wish to be Brave by being Plucky.

I wish to be Brave by being Dauntless.

I wish to be Brave by being Undaunted.

I wish to be Brave by being Stronger and Softer.

I wish to be Brave by being Truthful to myself and to others.

I wish to be Brave by being me, the Real me, the Authentic Me.

~I wish to be Brave by being Brave!~

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Need a Miracle...

Have you ever gotten that feeling that "All you need is a miracle?"

Sometimes that is what I think. I need a miracle to beleive in. I need a miracle to hope for. I need a miracle to be able to snap my fingers and everything will work out great. Wouldn't that be nice?

Sadly Love does not work that way.

I know you were never right
I'll admit I was never wrong
I could never make up my mind
I made it up as I went along

This is what we do..we make it up as we go along. I can plan and prepare and worry and think about the future, or I can relax and let it happen.

I never had any time
And I never had any call
But I went out of my way just to hurt you,
The one I shouldn't hurt at all

We often hurt the ones we love. We often hurt the ones closest to us. They are the ones we shouldn't hurt at all. But instead we push them away. We are mean to them. We say cruel things. We fight with them about things that in the end, really don't matter at all.

I thought I was being cool
Yeah, I thought I was being strong
But it's always the same old story
You never know what you've got 'til it's gone

We play tough. We play strong. And sometimes we are. Sometimes we are think we are being strong and tough, but inside we are weak and frail. We do everything we can to hold onto our truths and beliefs. But the ending is the same...

You never know what you've got 'til it's gone

Maybe that knowledge is the first step. Maybe seeing what you lost makes you be a better person. Maybe seeing what you want makes you a better person. Maybe going after it is what matters. Maybe changing your life and finally seeing the things wrong in your life to get the Miracle you desire is what is needed. Maybe BEING the Miracle is the answer.

This is where I beleive.

The definition of "Crazy" is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. Continuing to do that makes you "insane".

Are you being Crazy? Are you expecting something different in your life but you have done nothing to change it? Are you making strides to change it? Are you willing to open your mind to others views about yourself and perhaps the changes you need to make? Are you willing to see yourself through a different lens?

I am not crazy.I change too often. I am not afraid to flip the switch on the track and allow my path to go a different way. I am learning to see myself through another lens.

While I am doing this...while I am growing and changing and trying new and different things that scare the hell outta me...I still have hope...I still beleive in Miracles..

I can't do anything about another...but I can pray and hope for things unseen...I can beleive in Miracles...that's all I can do...

I beleive in Miracles
Miracles Happen for Those Who Believe

But in the end I have to realize...

God is in Control and the Miracles we receive may not be the same ones we seek after..

Are you the Miracle? Are you waiting for one?

I desire to be both...I can be the miracle for others...while waiting for my miracle to happen...

I still you? What are doing today to make it happen?

Be the Miracle!

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Being a Woman

A few weeks ago I found this amazing book on "The Family of Woman" and the images and quotes really touched my heart. I have been wanting to share it with you. I would like to share it with you today...I connected so much with these images and you will see by my images added why...

Women care about Beauty...but there is more than Beauty on the outside that matters. I have heard from many men and even recently that Beauty runs inside a woman. An attractive woman can be beautiful on the outside, but if she has inner beauty she is more beautiful that any outward appearance.

Some Women care about are a representation to me of how I stand, how I walk, how I carry myself. If I am wearing boots, I have two kinds, one comfy that says...relax, chill out and my high heeled boots make me feel like I can conquer anything. I love my pumps and heels because I feel glamorous and it brings back to mind the days of when I modeled. But even more so, shoes say how a woman feels about herself. Shoes can say, I feel down and dingy or I feel strong and powerful.

Speaking of modeling...many think modeling is a bunch of women standing around or flaunting themselves. Quite the contrary. Did you know it takes great courage, being fearless and secure in oneself to get up on a stage and show yourself to others?

Some women have friends they can call at anytime. Some women have no one. I have not always been one to get along well with other women in my life. I rarely connect with another woman and if I do, it seems short lived. I have found a select few that I feel do their best to get along with me and I them. This is my dear friend Tami. I love her to death. She always hugs people like this in pics. It makes me smile. She taught me how to smile sexy in a pic and she also taught me how to enjoy the journey. She has jumped out of a plane a few times, she was the President of an organization, she is fearless. I feel like she is an inspiration to me. I have a couple other female friends and of course a few guys friends who I feel like I could count on. But, female friends for me are the hardest to connect with. I am thankful for Tami, Bridget, Val and Vicki, Melissa, many others too long to mention and my longest female friend I have ever had... Cinn (she accepted me when I was still growing, she accepted me during my journeys, she accepts me still today)


Tami and Me

And then...there are my Brave Girls...this picture emulates how I feel about my Brave Girl friends. These girls all look like they are banding together and whatever it is they are talking about, a boy, a heartache, problems at work, or home, or anything that is disrupting their pal, their friend, it is like they are all saying "No, they didn't! Ok girls, here's is what we are going to do..."

To have found friends like these...Priceless...

Being a Woman is not as easy as it seems. The ending page to me says it all..

"Before anything else, you are a daughter, a wife, a, before all else...I am a human being, just as you are..."

Friday, March 25, 2011

What's in a name?

My mother is a Spiritualist. I grew up with candles, crystal balls, and Tarot Cards. I grew up with a belief in things not many other people understood or fathomed. Part of this knowledge was Numerology. The number in your name meaning something. Each name has a different context, connotation and connection as well. When we shorten the names our family gave us we then become a different person. Not just to others, but to ourselves as well. WE are no longer our mother's daughter or father's son. We break away from the pack and become into our own.

I remember growing up everyone called me Patty. It was who I was and what I knew. We had a friend in the family who was older and she also was Patty. She was Big Patty and i was Little Patty. I doubt as she got older she liked being called "Big Patty" but yet to this day she goes by Patty. I think if that name like Baby said in Dirty Dancing.

"Everyone called me Baby and it didn't occur to me to mind" Everyone called me Patty and I felt the same. But as I got older and moved to California, I didn't feel like Patty really suited me. Somewhere around my teen years I asked to be called Trisha by my friends or Patricia. In high school this is how most of my friends knew me.

One select friend Mr.PIP Guy was teasing me about nicknames. He said "I know I'll call you Scooter!" considering he was two years older and I had the biggest crush on him, I did not however agree to being called "Scooter". We settled on Pat and the name stuck. With the exception of one of my other friends I was in Young Single Adults with, her and her family call me Pat. And Mr. PIP calls me Pat. But Pat also is a different entity and only shown to those select few.

My nieces and nephews all called me Aunt Patty and as time went on I began to really hate that name. When I had gone through counseling and brought up the past to heal I learned how much that name stung in my side because of my past occurrences with others who used that name. It made me feel like a 12 year child, helpless and unable to function.

I reached out to family and friends when I could or when Patty was mentioned and asked if they would stop calling me that. It has taken some work, but for the most part I am now called Trisha, Trish, or Aunt Trish. Ah, yes, much better sounding now. Now I smile when you call my name. Now I want to be called that.

Trisha is fun. Trisha lives life. Trisha doesn't let anyone stop her. Trisha is bold, daring and unafraid. I like Trisha. I am her. To everyone now I introduce myself as Trisha. I even now have on my business cards Trisha. It is me. I becomes me.

Through my travels and journeys in life I have been given nicknames. For me these nicknames stated who I was at the time and though some have left me, others remain. But because I have been challenged recently about being a Princess so much lately, it has really made me think. Not just one friend or one person, but for the past year I have been challenged as to why I go by Princes. Where did that come from? Why do I use that? What am I saying about myself?

A few years back a Graphic Designer friend in 2007 and others who knew me when I owned Webit, Inc, my corporation out of Las Vegas, used to call me Rockstar Trisha! They said I lived the life of a Rockstar. they said I was a Rockstar because I could get things done. They said I am Rockstar Trisha because I did what I wanted and expected others to follow. They said I was near Diva, but better because I was kind and still give you the shirt off my back, but I take no prisoners or crap! :)

I then owned this name. I did feel like a RockStar. I had a thriving and successful corporation. I was able to provide my children without thought. I had employees, I traveled, I paid myself a good salary. I was living the high life and the bathrooms out of the hotels I stayed in, you could have played baseball in. I even remember one time texting a picture to my oldest niece MS. VideoGirl about it and she quickly sent back "HELL YA! Go Aunt Trish!"

But, all of that faded. My life was not exactly what it looked like on the outside. Underneath it was a fight, a battle. My ex and I were separated for two years and I decided to get a divorce. I was tired of fighting with him and taking care of his irresponsibilities. The business began to crumble and I with it.

I lost the inner Rockstar and became broken and unwhole. I was searching for something I just wasn't sure what...happiness...true I was getting my feet back together as much as I could. But I was keeping my head above water in the sea of life. I was far from a Rockstar and did not want anything to do with that name.

I met a man and followed him to his world and entered his life. I picked myself up off the ground and showed him my true colors. he helped me see things I could not see about who I was and the issues and insecurities I had. After some time I found solace in a friend named Sara. She was my counselor. She was the only person I could be whole and true and real with. I grew and become my own again.

But who was I? A long, long time ago in a land far away called Belmont Shores there was a girl named Trixie. She was strong and beautiful and lived life to the fullest. She was unafraid. She was fearless. She was not afraid to be herself. I remembered her. I realized I was becoming her again.

Trisha Trixie came out of needing a Twitter handle and my real name was taken. I took on TrishaTrixie as a persona and with Social Media on the rise, it became me. fun, flirty, giggly Trisha Trixie.

But the funny thing is...we do not truly become the nicknames that we are unless we own them and keep them. In discussing with other friends about the names a few good friends all said the same thing without even realizing the other was saying it. When too many people say the same thing and don't even know each other...well, it is time to listen. They said "I don't think you are any of those nicknames. I think you are you. You are real. You are unafraid to be anyone but you. you are fearless and not concerned with standing out in the crowd.You live life to the fullest. You are kind and caring. you give people the shirt off your back. You want to change the world. You want to make a difference. You are phenomenal and amazing jsut by being you."

Who am I? I am me. I am Trisha.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

The call me Princess Trisha Trixie

I am particular to a fault and I am princessy. I see it as a realization of a part of me that I am. When people refer to me as Princess I consider it an honor. Being a Princess is more than just being particular. It is the expectation that people will treat me with dignity, respect and honor. I guess I don't see how that is a bad thing.

I am Trixie, fire and brimstone and not letting anyone get in her way. It is like Trixie is Left brain and Princess is Right brain. There are times I feel more like one than the other. Again I feel this is a reality of who I am and knowing is half that battle. Acceptance is another. I accept that I am both.

Being a Princess I think is mistaken by some. tI would like to define Princess and maybe help others to understand.

a female member of a royal family other than the queen (especially the daughter of a sovereign)

the family of the ruler of a country.

# autonomous: (of political bodies) not controlled by outside forces; "an autonomous judiciary"; "a sovereign state"
# a nation's ruler or head of state usually by hereditary right
# greatest in status or authority or power; "a supreme tribunal"

Sovereignty is the quality of having supreme, independent authority over a territory. It can be found in a power to rule and make law that rests on a political fact for which no purely legal explanation can be provided. ...

Ok, so let me help you put that all together...

A Princess is a member of the Royal Family. being in this Royalty makes me a member of the family that is a ruler over a country. Being a ruler means I rule my own destiny and I have great power. Within this power I am a Sovereign daughter into this family. By being Sovereign means "not controlled by outside forces", so that includes not allowing others to rule or reign over me. Again, I am in control of my destiny, my choices, my life and my world. A member of Royalty must be treated with dignity or respect. Thus, this is how too I see my life.

I expect to be treated this way. I will not allow anyone or anything to steamroll over me. I am a ruler of my own destiny. If you do not adhere to these guidelines, I throw you out of my kingdom. It is that simple.

To be Princess Trisha Trixie adds to that because Trixie does not allow anyone to walk all over her, does not allow any crap, and stands up for herself. Trixie is real to the core and honest to a fault. My words can get me in trouble as well as have meaning and power. Sometimes power to make a difference.

I am proud to be a Princess! I have earned that right. It is my time to be treated in this way. If you don't see it, hear it or beleive it, then I am sorry. If you are my friend or getting to know me to see if you want to be friends, I want you to see my definition.

My meaning is not different than the worlds, it is solely that the PERCEPTION of a Princess is skewed by the world believing that a Princess is helpless,prissy and pouty. Hi, that is called DIVA and that I am not nor ever desire to be.

I have changed a lot in my years. I do not expect any man or any person to ever understand me. If you do, if you are like minded, I am excited. I GROK with you and I openly share this with you. Being like minded is a great and wondrous thing and allows one the opportunity to share with other creative cohorts and people who "get me" so to speak.

I am thankful for others who have challenged this belief and now have given me the opportunity to explain. To know me is to love me. And on the Princess side...Cinderlla worked hard to have the life of her dreams. Sleeping Beauty had to deal with being an outcast. They did not get there by happenstance.

Neither did I.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Wishcasting Wednesday: How do you wish to sparkle?

I am often told I am a "Shiny, happy, person!" I hope to make a difference in this world by being Shiny and Sparkly! I want to be so happy and shiny and sparkly my energy is contagious! My giggle become your giggles. My enthusiasm for life become your enthusiasm. My passion becomes your passion. I want to hold hands with the world. I want to hug the world. I want to send air kisses out to every person in every land! MUAH! (I am known for my air kisses :))

If there are ways I can be more shiny, more sparkly by learning from a class, a video, a webinar, a challenge or anything that helps me be sparkly...I want to do this because I feel if I can put a smile on person's face by my shinyness and sparkliness...

then I HAVE changed the person at a time.


Should Be...

It is not always easy to walk away from someone you dearly love. I know I should just walk or run or hide and move on. But it is not always that easy. Everyone always asks me why I can't just walk away. Well, because it should've be him. I wanted so desperately for it to be him. But guess what? No amount of shoulda, coulda and woulda's was going to make that happen.

So here I am. Out in the dating world. Alone.

...but I am not alone. I know when he hears of the things I am doing someone in the back of his head he is thinking what this song says. As soon as I heard it, I knew I had to put it here.

How many of us have been on this side? How many of us are looking at "the one" thinking That should be me? How many of us are on the other side wishing that is was? How many of us are in the middle?

I am sure everyone has an answer somewhere in those questions. I have been both. I don't like being the one to walk away. I don't like being the one to tell a guy who even is trying to date me now, "You know what, it's just not working, there is no point in moving on."

My friends have said I am harsh but honest. They will nod their heads in agreement though that it is better for a guy to know than work effortlessly for nothing. I have been told men actually do cower in a corner wondering "Why won't she love me? Why didn't she pick me? Why isn't it working? Why did she leave?" and so forth...

I guess I never see it, so to me it is not there. But what I realized is that that is like Faith. We don't see it, but we still believe. I am the same. I have yet to see true love in action in my life, but I still believe I can have it. I felt I had it once and then my world turned upside down and I ended up left out in the cold wondering what happened. Inevitably I pulled my bootstraps up and faced reality.

No matter how much love you have for another...sometimes it just isn't enough to conquer the world. No matter how much you like a girl or a guy, doesn't mean it is going to work.

Perhaps you are the one empathizing with the song and thinking "That should have been me." Well, because I beleive in fairy tales and love in the movies...I beleive...someday it will.

Someday you will be the prince rescuing the just might not be me. Someday you will be the prince and one day I will be the princess. But give this thought in your head...maybe you were the Prince, you just didn't see it. Or maybe you have yet to be the Prince you were meant to be.

As I said in posts before I am the Sleeping Beauty and One Day My Prince Will Come..

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Being Alone is Easier

Being alone is easier I think. I am a people pleaser and so I want to make others happy. If I chew too loud, giggle too much or do something that doesn't please another I do my best to try and fix it or better words would be to fix me.

As I sit here in Smokey Row licking the jelly off my fingers, not caring what others thinks as I even try to lick the jelly off my arm as it travels near to my elbow I think back to the video Ms. Sassy gave me that I postd in " Its ok to be alone" posting not long ago.

As I look around I got a few people smiling at me and some giggling at my antics. It then made me smile and I thought to myself "You know, Trisha, you forgot how fun being alone can be!"

There is no one here to tell me I am being immature or that I am allowing to make me feel bad. I am njoying my bagel and enjoying how funny it is to catch this jelly slithering down my arm and fingers. There is no one here to give me a look of dissaproval or make snide remarks to me.

I forgot what is was like to be free. I forgot what freedom aloneness can give me. I forgot what it feels like to be me...

Don't doubt that the lonliness ensues in me and I desperately want the right person there. But until that happens I am enjoying my aloneness..

...That and my jelly arm ;)

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Monday, March 21, 2011

It Gets Better








I have to belive it gets better and I you?

Friday, March 18, 2011

Grok Guy

There are a select few that I feel are Like Minded like me. There are very few men I find even remotely close. There are even fewer men I find are as busy as me. There are very men I truly truly admire. This person meets all that and more it is eerie.

Mr. BlueJeanKnight is an amazing man and even more than I thought. I met him at a network function here in Des Moines. In talking and acquainting I got to hear the things that he is involved in. He is a business entrepreneur, he teaches dance, he is involved in a performing group, he does other work on the side, he travels and he goes to events and functions to promote all of those things.

A few months ago I was preparing to travel to see my mother and had a license issue. I had to go to DMV/DOT (Department of Motor Vehicles or in Iowa Department of Transportation) to get this renewed. But I had to take a written test, then a driving one, but didn't know I was going to have to do the driving and ended up needing to be rescued in my situation. Everyone else I knew worked during the day and would not be able to help me. As I racked my brain of other people who possibly had my schedule I thought of him. Without hesitation he agreed to come help me out. He picked me up, drove my car to DMV, then before I could take the test we realized I had a screw in the tire or flat tire. He took the car to go get it fixed and was just going to do it without bothering me with details. I found out because my number was getting closer and he had not yet returned. But the thought was there to fix it though we found out it was unfix-able quickly. He tried. That meant a lot.

After the events, I had my license and I took him out to lunch as a thank you. We were laughing over the matter and I said he was my "knight to save me" for the day. he laughed looked down at his jeans and stated "a knight in blue jeans perhaps" and it stuck with me. Thus he is Mr. BlueJeanKnight.

He has always been sincere to me and kind when at events and this situation made me thankful to have friends like him. the more I got to know him the more I was amazed at all the things he was involved in.At the most recent event I heard a barrage of things and said "Wow, you are the only person I know that is as busy as me, if not more!" We both laughed and agreed!

I attempted to ask him out but stuttered and stammered and tripped over my words as this new dating thing is so foreign to me again. I am quite confident in myself but I still feel at time like the girl in High School that wonders why someone would want to go out with me and then feel like retreating. My confidence is little by little gaining though.

He asked me to post something for him since I have more connections and the confident girl in me challenged him to the slipped up date and teased him a bit. It was a funny exchange because we realized he did try but the phone numbers he had were not mine.

After realizing that he didn't quite have the right calling number as texting number (which seems to happen with other cell phone carriers I have heard far too many times so this was plausible to me that it could happen)we got together last minute for a date. Being the oh so busy man he is, he was not going to have the time any time soon, so it was that evening or not for awhile.

We lucked out that we both had the time and had a simple dinner and chat. But the chat was not simple per say as most dates with me lately I am a griller. Meaning I grill you. I want to know things and I am not here to waste my time. I like getting to know others and asked some pretty tough questions. I am not afraid to take a risk even and overstep a boundary or two if it means I may find out what I need to know. If they don't want to talk about it, then I know I have crossed over.

In this moment I thought I had. I knew he had mentioned a time before that he suffered from Cancer. Pretty big topic, I know. But I did not know anything about this and for someone who seemed so vibrant and busy I was curious to know more about it. I was glad when he willingly talked and shared about his experience. Even more so I was amazed, though because of how this man is, I thought later that I should not have been surprised.

It amazed me to hear how he was not feeling well and based on breathing test he found out he had a lump in his chest and had cancer. Even though his doctor told him to get a second opinion he said no and trusted his doctor with all he had. When I asked him about remission and stages I was enlightened to hear his theory on how he handled and beat this. He said he never thought about it or let it get to him. All he cared about was the next step in the process and how to beat it. Getting down, getting weary, letting it affect him was not an option!

To say I was on the edge of my seat...yeah. I could feel my eyes widen and my heart feel amazement! I have often been told if I was ever given an illness that I would be JUST LIKE THAT! Not letting life get to you, moving forward despite what life flings at you. For him, life flung a really big one too!

By the time he was done speaking, my admiration has begun. WOW. I truly admire that man. He had Cancer. He beat it. He did not let it affect him. He lives life in forward motion. He is a business person. He likes to stay busy. He likes to be involved. We are like minded.

We Grok.

To grok (pronounced /ˈɡrɒk/) is to intimately and completely share the same reality or line of thinking with another physical or conceptual entity.

Not only do we Grok, but he made it through the rain. The rain of life...the storms...he has suffered and he survived with a smile and a passion and drive for life. He is a Grok Guy.

I keep thinking about the discussion and about his life and I find myself shaking my head and saying WOW! I truly admire this man. I think others need to hear his story. I think others need to hear his life and passion.

I think I am intrigued...

Thursday, March 17, 2011

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The Choices I Choose

See what you have done now Ms.Sassy? You got three people writing about Choices just because of your one blog. :) If you think you don't affect people, if you think what you have to say doesn't matter, if you think what you do doesn't matter...boy are you wrong. And I don't mean to say this just to Ms. Sassy either. I mean everyone needs to be aware of that. You matter. The choices you make matter. For you, your children, your friends and those around you, more than you ever could know or realize.

Ms.Sassy made me think about my choices in life. I have made some hard decisions in life that affected my children, that affected my relationship with them, that affect my friends and the choices I made could and have ended or broken our friendship or made them stronger, and I have made choices that affected my life for the better to make me stronger and wiser and confident.

But what about the choices we didn't choose? Did those choices take any less part in shaping us or molding us to become who we are today? What about those hard choices in life that were made for us by others, but what about the choices the universe made or a higher power?

I did not choose to be a child of divorce. I did not choose to lose a father when I was 10 years old. I did not choose to be moved around the states after he passed away. I did not choose to grow up alone. I did not choose to be offended on when I was young. I did not choose to be taken when I was 18 years old. I did not choose to go to proms and dances alone. I did not choose to struggle as a mother. I did not choose to be abused as a wife. I did not choose to be mistreated as a friend. I did not choose lose all I had in a business. I did not choose to be homeless for awhile.

I did not choose to suffer.

These choices and many others sadly were chosen for me. These choices in some were taken from me. These choices robbed me of my childhood and made me grow up way too fast. These choices stole my youth. These choices dearly and deeply affected me.

I DID choose to LIVE.

I chose to smile in the face of adversity. I chose to laugh when no one was laughing. I chose to forgive and forget and move on. I chose to be free and happy despite it all. I chose to endure through the trials. I chose to have tolerance through the pain. I chose to have patience while God was working in my life. I chose to make a difference in the lives of others. I chose to be me.

I chose to SURVIVE.

See my belief is that life happens. It does. There are times when there are things that we have control over. We make the choice. We decide. But there are times that there are no choices and I truly think those are the harder things to deal with. You can smack your own hand when you make a bad choice, but how do you handle it when you have no choice?

How do you keep going? How do you keep living? What makes you want to get up in the morning? How are handling your life and the choices around it, the ones you made and the ones you didn't?

You have the choice to turn it around. Stuff happens. Sometimes it sucks. Sometimes it sucks big rocks. Sometimes you want to throw your fist at the wind. Sometimes you want to crawl under the covers of life. But if you chose to let the choices you didn't chose over affect you, then you are not choosing to live.

I have had one crappy life. Much has happen to me. But I also have had the best life ever. Those choices I didn't choose formed me and shaped me and molded me and made me who I am today. Those choices were the rough I had to go through to be a diamond! I am so thankful for all the choices good and bad, ones I had to control over and not. I do not wish them on others nor wish they would have happened to me but they did, turn the page, flip the switch and move on.

Choose Life.

Are you letting the choices of your life AFFECT you...or are you letting it help you make and EFFECT on others?

It is up to you...

I choose JOY! :)

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Wishcasting Wednesday

2011: Wishcasting Wednesday: What do you wish for the world?

I wish for the world: Homelessnessless

I see how much it has affected people, good people, people who once had thriving jobs and lives. I once was homeless. I lived out of my car for awhile when I was younger. Then also my spouse and I ended up living out of our Toyota truck. We would go to Joshua Tree and camp, park in Walmart, and sometimes Vons Grocery. In the middle of the night I would get up to go pee and just walk into Vons or Walmart in my sweats, then go back to the truck and sleep. I did that mind you after having a vast amount in my hands to go to nothing. It can happen to anyone. Do not think it cannot happen to you. Sometimes, there isn't family. sometimes, there is no where else to go. Sometimes, you just have to make do. Sometimes, people are not strong and the homeless life gets to them and brings them down and they go further into despair. They have nothing, no one is helping them, it is a struggle and they just can't do it anymore. They become bums sleeping on sidewalks and some fall into drugs to escape their life. Other manage to survive in shelters and churches for awhile and some stay in missions.

By helping these people, by donating your goods, your life, your talents to try and help them you can make a difference. I wish that the world sees this and realizes, one day, one firing of work, one mishap with family could send them to that Homeless World. They are not immune to it. If you think you are, then you are kidding yourself.

I wish the world to give of their time. There are young children in these shelters and missions. Teach them, read to them, be there for them even if you have nothing to give you have yourself. Even to the adults, a friend to talk to means so much and CAN make a difference!

I wish the world to donate their unused goods and items and help those in need. Money is good, but if you just throw money at it, the problem is not going to go away.

Matthew West sings "My own Little World" and talks of not noticing these people. all of a sudden he sees.

I wish for the World to come out of their own "little world" and see and help and do for the Homeless. Please. I ask of you, I wish from you.

I have a project of donations called Warriors 4 the Homeless where you can see some of the donations that ae often needed for the homeless. the shelters and missions usually have food and clothes. For Christmas everyone gives them toys. But these toiletry items and misc items are REALLY hard to come by. Please find your local shelter or need in your world and offer to help by donating items such as these, or by helping with your service.

I wish for the more homeless...until that time...I wish to be of help and I think I am...

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Escape to Which Movie?

I was going to a date tonight with Mr. BlueJeanKnight and right as I go to open the door, the theme song from Pretty in Pink starts to play

"Caroline laughs and
It's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place
In the side of our lives

Where nothing is
Ever put straight
She turns herself round
And she smiles and she says
'This is it'

'That's the end of the joke'
And loses herself
In her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk
Through in their coats

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

All of her lovers
All talk of her notes
And the flowers
That they never sent
And wasn't she easy
And isn't she
Pretty in pink
The one who insists
He was first in the line
Is the last to
Remember her name
He's walking around
In this dress
That she wore
She is gone
But the joke's the same

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

Caroline talks to you
Softly sometimes
She says
'I love you' and
'Too much'

She doesn't have anything
You want to steal
Nothing you can touch
She waves
She buttons your shirt
The traffic
Is waiting outside
She hands you this coat
She gives you her clothes
These cars collide

Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?

...and I stop moving. Pretty in Pink is my favorite movie. I love it so much I was even given a gift a few years back of the LP Vinyl, a book and a CD of the movie. I escape to that movie constantly. It reminds me of my Best Friend, E, who took me to the movie on a date, but we soon realized we were destined to be best friends and have been ever since. But even more so it reminds me of those days. Those days in which I lived, breathed and died in the movies.

Um, a "someone" remind me of that tonight and it made me smile a bittersweet smile. Every Saturday through high school I would walk down the street, or drive once I could to the Edwards Cinema on Beach Boulevard and walk in and there was E. I would get the lowdown on which movies were playing when and start my journey into somewhere else. I would start on the first movie and dive in, immersing myself into it so much that to me I was a part of it. When the movie ended and the lights came on it almost felt like I was crossing back into my own dimensional world. I would repeat this pattern like a shampoo cycle, wash, rinse, repeat until I had seen the movies I could until 10 pm when i had to go home. the following Saturday, I would be right back there, doing it again...


Even now I find myself doing this. When I want to stop my brain from thinking in this cycle of circles, or if things are stressful for me, or if I get to the "I don't wanna think" moments, I watch a movie. If I really want to escape...

I watch Pretty in Pink.

I can relate. She didn't fit in, they didn't really like her, she was trying to find herself, she desired to fit in, and yet wanted to be true to herself. In the end he tells her the truth

"You told me you couldn't believe in
somebody who didn't believe in you.
I always believed in you.
I just didn't believe in me.
I love you.

Oh lovely that is. Then Duckie tells her to go after him and she does and she runs out there and they kiss and she drops her pretty pink purse but doesn't care and it's all so wonderful, couldn't you just die?!?!

Yeah, I know you are laughing right now. I can hear you. The women are all swooning and then men are rolling their eyes saying oh brother. :) Ok, some of you are. the rest are relating to me. I hope. :)

My movies are my life. I beleive in love in a movie, the under dog does sometimes win, nice guys don't always finish last, and that the lessons and aspects in movies CAN and SHOULD be applied to real life. But the reality is that it doesn't always work that way. Life happens, people get hurt, nice guys do finish last and lovers don't always end up with a fairytale ending.

I will never stop escaping to my movies. I will never stop believing in them. I do however after Brave Girls beleive in Truth more. The Truth is Life is Real and Movies are not. But...

I can still keep dreaming that one day my Prince will come can't I?

Monday, March 14, 2011


Do you know what Apathy is? The online dictionary says this:

1. Lack of interest or concern, especially regarding matters of general importance or appeal; indifference.
2. Lack of emotion or feeling; impassiveness.

So let's start here. My first husband got remarried...again Saturday. Today my younger son posted the pictures on Facebook. As I scroll through the images the word that comes to mind is just that...Apathy.

I feel so apathetic towards the pictures, situation or anything. This person I had my children with, this person I once dearly loved was now married to someone else and I was actually happy to feel

Absolutely Nothing.

Then today my BG Solomon friend posts a question out there about how is it two people who once loved each other and then years later... despise each other? It was surreal. My sister is right, you just never know how what you say and do will affect another person's life. I think that about him. How is it we once were so in love we had children and were crazy about each other to now it is like disdain? Apathy.

It is not that I don't care because of the person I am, I want to be happy for him and hope all is well with him and her. But there was nothing. Complete Apathy.

Perhaps it is what I am going through and feeling. This damn weekend keeps carrying over and this emotional feeling is overwhelming me again. Others would say I brought it on myself. Because I wrote the blog and it was about "other" people and I affected those other people. The "other people" then have since commented to me about my blog and how they felt about my writings.

Can I go bang my head on the counter now? I mean really. so I am to censor myself now? That is so unfair. I have been writing in this blog since 2005. None of those people were even in my life then.

This is my safe haven. This is where I am allowed to reach out for comfort, as well as inspire and encourage.

Here is the funny thing. I definitely am NOT apathetic towards all that. I am Empathetic. I have been there. I understand. I have been the person with whom is being mentioned on a site or in a blog or even heard through the grapevine of other people in a small town. I get it. It stings at times.

But the reality of who I am comes down to this

I am a writer. I write when i am sad, I write when I am happy, I write when I want to share, I write when I am afraid of hitting send like my other bloggers feel. My friend recently said it best when he said "It is a moment. That moment is what is captured. It is only a part of the story or a part of the person not the whole." Thank you for that. AMEN!

Yet, the hardship is that I care and I feel and I don't like to be hurt and I definitely don't like to hurt someone else. I mean no harm. Hearing that someone else is bothered by my words makes me want to curl up in a corner, hide under the covers and not come out for days.

BUT, because of Brave Girls, I won't. I will move forward anyway. I am not taking the blog down either. That would be an old me thing to do. No. I have a right to speak my mind and my truth. I have to be able to deal wit the consequences and sadly that may be hurting another and sadly still that may be those person not wanting to have anything to do with me. the BG part of me says, I hope that isn't so, but if so, so be it.

The Trisha part of me (weak and strong self duking it out here) feels sad and more lonely than ever.

There is more feeling that apathy here...there is raw uncut emotion and I feel if I keep crying and feeling this way I may make my own river.I can't please everyone. A Brave Girl truth once said

"You can't be responsible for other people's thought or actions. You can only be responsible for yourself."

I am trying TruthTeller, but today..can I just go back to bed?

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Emo Days in the Dating World

Have had one of those Emotional Days? You can't really put a finger on it. You just are? People ask you "What's wrong?" and you can't really tell them. or they ask "what are you thinking?" and you want bang your head because you honestly and truly have no idea?

Yeah. Well that is me today.

I mean it is not that I am NOT thinking, it is most likely I am thinking TOO MUCH! My head does hurt today. I think the best representation would be to imagine a bunch of circles scrawled on a piece of paper. I mean a lot. Fill up the page. There are more circles than you can imagine. Some large and some small. That is my brain. That is how I think. That is how I am thinking today. Usually the paper is half filled or most filled, but today, I think it is pretty filled up.

Songs are really touching me and speaking out. Things I am hearing are jumping out at me. Everything is hitting me hard and I am feeling it. But in a way I almost felt this coming on. And no it's not "that time" so that is not why I am EMO. I just am. I just get this way sometimes. I get a heavy heart and things hit me. Like I said I felt it coming on.

I was out to eat last night after having a great day with Mr . Architect , going to the Art Gallery, an Architectural Salvage place and just hanging, the later plans to go see The Nada's.In the course of attempting to get to know him I got the "I don't know where I am going. I don't know what to call anything. I don't want to label things. I just want to be." He was being honest and open and I admire that, but it took all my might not to get up from the table and go to the bathroom and break down in tears. I literally had to look at my food, stop eating and concentrate on a totally different thing in the restaurant for awhile so I didn't cry at the table.

It started a bit before that though when we were waiting and I made the mistake of blurting out something in playful banter to the effect of"me being worth it" meaning him being in pain (his back hurt) and overtired etc and he commented he didn't know if I was worth it. (OUCH) Ya, I did get up and go to the bathroom there to gather myself.

So as I was sitting there, already stinging from the comment before wondering a barrage of thoughts, I am trying to listening and not cry. He knows me. He knew me from before my first spouse and yet, he doesn't know me because we have not talked in 20 is years. I am not that person anymore than he is the person he was before which I felt was very mean to me but in his moments of sincerity ad kindness to me then, was some one, I so very truly much admired. It made me realize that when you connect with others from your past it becomes an issue because you feel certain things should "roll over" to use my nieces words and pick back up. But yet, it is like it is brand new. I think with him that is the hardest. I knew him before others in the group that challenge me and so I should come first. But wait, he doesn't understand that the "Trisha needs to be first" is an issue so that is not going to come off right. But he doesn't know I am spoiled, but wait he doesn't know I am not a spoiled BRAT anymore, just spoiled and that's my 2nd spouses fault for showing and giving me the finer life. He also doesn't know I do have a thicker skin now, but I am still tender hearted and that is because my ex boyfriend made me stronger, though if you over tease and pick on me you will make me cry.

See what I mean?!?!?!

As I was sitting there and he was talking I really had to hold it together. He was very nice and was not mean in anyway. It wasn't how he was saying it, it was what he ACTUALLY was saying. I felt my stomach knot up and my eyes well up and the feelings I think of my own insecurities started swirling.

I will admit right here I truly am spoiled. I know it. I know I expect a lot out of people and for years I lowered my expectations only to be hurt, let down and burned. People told me I had to compromise and I had to give in. Settle. No thanks. I know people think I want more than I should and I need to choose the qualities on the list and if most of them fit then I SHOULD be happy, right?

Hmmm...yes perhaps in other people's world.

But in my righteous indignation I feel this:

Why do I always have to be put last. When it comes to friends who have known me for a long time, I feel as though I should be put to the top of the list. I mean hell I knew you first, right? If I tell you I am uncomfortable about someone, telling me to just "deal with" is NOT an acceptable answer anymore. When I hear you say "I don't know where I am going" or "I haven't got my life figured out" I want to run to the hills. It is just like when someone tells me they have kids and have legal battles. I get the same feeling which is...

I don't know if I can go through that again...

My thoughts race. Do I really expect THAT much? Am I ever going to find someone that fits the bill EXACTLY? Am I even going to get close? Are there any other driven men out there? Is there anyone who knows what they want like me and are searching and striving towards it? Is there someone who desires to read the scriptures with me, go to church with me, and share something spiritual as well? Are these qualities really THAT hard to find?

Then I get indignant. Why the hell couldn't Mr. Artist be that! Why can't things be right for us right now? Why did he have to choose family over me? Why wouldn't he marry me? and of course, the ever so present question that eventually comes out...

What is wrong with me??? Understand, here. I am human and we all think this. If you think you don't you are lying to yourself. I do think it too. I just allow it come and then let it go.

Nothing is wrong with me. Well, not nothing, but you know what I mean. I am not perfect nor feel I am. But I am worthy. I am worth it even if you are not sure yet. I would much rather like it of course if a man for once said I was worth it from the start...not "hmm, we will see" cuz then I start thinking, "Well, maybe it's not worth trying to let you find out."

All of that sent my insecurities to the roof. Maybe I will forever be the girl standing in the corner of the parties I was in High school that no one wanted to ask to dance. Maybe I still am that girl inside that never got asked to prom and went to every dance alone. This made me think, we grow and change who we are, but the insecurities are still with us and mine, that feeling of not fitting, not belonging and not having the someone who fits with me, resounds in my heart.

Mr. Metaphor is close, but he still does not carry with him the spiritual side of things I desire in a man to be and well, when you talk about deal breakers, that is where I have the hardest time of deciding. You have to have a relationship with God. I don't want a beer drinker, get drunk, drunk dial me kind of guy. I want a guy who wants to serve God, who wants to read the scriptures with me, who wants to go to church with me and who wants to have the joy of Christ in his heart...

Oh, yeah...and everything else too :) lol

I guess I shouldn't answer "I don't know why I am EMO today" because I do. I am EMO because I have that sinking feeling that I am the opposite of "not good enough" for the men I date, but yet..."I am too much"

Too much is what killed me with Mr. Artist. He said in the very beginning "People always think I am Too Much" and that is probably the bet quote that define me yet. I thought he and clicked there, but in there end, my Too Muchness felt to him like I needed babying, pandering to, over attention, and just TOO MUCH of everything.

I will work on not allowing my feeling of inadequacies in this area affect me. But this is why I am EMO today. My TOO MUCHNESS has taken over... :(

Save Me

I love the sound of JJ Heller. her voice soothes my soul, though this morning it was making me cry. not because I was sad really but because the words of her songs like Your Hands, and Love Me and just everything off her album was resonating with me today.

The Song Save Me

was especially resonating. Here are the lyrics

Am I really living
Or am I just existing
Hiding away

The world is full of danger
But if I never try to go outside
My heart will waste away

Come and save me
You’re the only source of all the peace I need
Come and save me

You tell me life will not be pain free
What will be will always be in your control
Darkness is light to you
And all you ask me to do
Is trust what you say is true

You are stronger
Than any terrible possible scenario today
Come and save me
You’re the only source of all the peace I need
Come and save me

Save me …

That one hit me the most I guess because I CHOOSE to live. Am I really living? I would say mostly yes and those who know me would say so. The hardest part I feel is not me. I always feel like I could do more but the issue is more with others. Are others "living"? I constantly ask the guys I am dating the questions that go to this. What are you doing in your life? Are you moving forward? Where is your progression?

But the biggest to me really is "What are you doing to make a difference?" I don't really ask it but it is an underlying question I am looking for. The above answers end up answering it or not.

The circle and cycle of I DON"T KNOW's from guys is what gets me the most. I just don't think I can handle that anymore. Is there not anyone out there of the opposite sex who has got their life together at least a little and knows SOMETHING of their life?

I am not expecting too much. I used to think I was. But I don't anymore. At near 40 I feel like I have a REALLY good idea of what I want and what I don't. what I WILL put up and what i won't. what I can go through again, and what I can't. What are my deal breakers and what are the one's I can wait and see how it plays out.


They want to say you are expecting too much, you are crazy, you are spoiled, you think it's all about you and you have to give in and compromise sometimes... don't.

maybe you need "A girl like me" to shake you up a bit. I keep hearing things like "How do I get a girl like you? I will never get a girl like you. You are an amazing girl I hope to have someone in my life like you someday."

WELLLLL, whay not know. Stir your life up, throw in some spices and get it together. Only you can do that. No one else can.

A girl like me...wants you to be at least having your pointer dog point you in a forward direction...following him would be nice thank you. :)

Thursday, March 10, 2011

My Right Brain

I have been inspired little by little each day I get to watch or be a part of this amazing video summit for the Right Brainers Business Plan Video Summit. Jennifer Lee graciously gave her time for TWO WEEKS to share with us insights and bring on other cohorts to teach and train us. Tomorrow will be the last day for this and of course, though all things must come to an end, we are sad. There is a great community though we can join and be a part of to meet and be together with other Groks. Mind you I just today learned that term but I SO plan on using it more and more. As if people didn't think I was strange enough now I am going to walk around talking about Grokking. LOL

This summit inspired me to start my Elevator Speech, I now have bought the book on my Kindle, clicked and added links to read others blogs, and then today made a creative calendar to get me organized creatively along the Right Path. :)

If you are a creative and have had a hard time with traditional business plans or Left Brain way of thinking, you might consider this book and he connections and blogs. I highly recommend getting connected to this. Maybe you are not sure if you are a Right Brainers or Left Brainer.That is okay too.

I spoke to someone today who needed some encouragement. Who just hadn't gone forward. he didn't know why he hadn't been successful but he knew he could make other successful. One of the things I told him and we ended up speaking about today was writing down your definition for success for one and also writing down what you want to make and double that! In addition to that we spoke of "Loving the moreness" and "Upping your Dreams" which made me laugh because I got to thinking, how many people want to say "UP YOURS!" to their dreams? Well, don't. Up those dreams. But be aware of the Big Dreams.

Mostly, get real with yourself. Get in tune with you are, who you want to be, and who you "wanted" to be. maybe you don't want to be that person anymore. Maybe you still do. What do you want out of life? Then why aren't you going for it? Are you letting yourself get in the way again? What are your time wasters? Maybe you need to write them down and put them in front of you so when you see yourself doing them, you stop doing them.

Be proactive. That's what I am doing. I check events and functions. I go to things and interact. I promote my business. I find a way to do what I want to do. I find things that help me not hurt me. this video summit almost literally fell into my lap. I was just out there searching, being me, looking for things to help my business and there it was. It spoke to me. I signed up and for the past two weeks when I could, I listened. I have not been able to attend every online event, but Jen had video and transcripts for us to read and I watched and read and learned.

Each little thing and guest speaker spoke to me. Chris Guillebeau The Art of Non Conformity really shouted to me and with Danielle LaPorte, creator of White Hot Truth and The Fire Starter Sessions. Other speakers like Michelle Ward When I Grow Up Coach, Todd Henry author of the forthcoming book The Accidental Creative and others.

All have inspired me and little by little I am taking more creative steps in the right direction. I already did my Elevator Speech and today to organize myself I did my Creative Calendar. Images are below.

I encourage you all to find your passion. Allow yourself to be creative. Even if you think you are a commplete logical left brain thinker. Try might like it!

This is my Creative Space starting to Shape Up
This last picture is my Creative Space starting to shape up. My Creative Calendar I jut made. My Bulletin Board with ribbon hanging. My Business Cards of the people I talk to the most, my Elevator Speech and in the Center my Article I was in the Des Moines Juice of the 3 Style that Make up Patricia Hunter as a reminder to continue to be me!

Always be's really hard trying to be someone else all the time. :)

Tuesday, March 08, 2011

What's Your Tribe?

In the studying of the Right Brain Video Summit I have heard a few people mention the word "Tribe." This makes me think back to when my mother took WellSpring and they talked about having your Tribe and who you would allow into your Tribe. Not only that but that Like Minded individuals tend to form Tribes amongst each other and gather together creating and conspiring.

As I was listening last week I got to thinking about the Tribe concept more and more. I research in Wiki and here is what I found so far.

The term tribe is used as a slang term for an unofficial community of people who share a common interest, and usually who are loosely affiliated with each other through social media or other internet mechanisms.It said to also look into the following:
Through further study I looked up this and the most intriguing tome was the social network. now those who know me will say that is because I am addicted to Facebook, do Social Media for a living and if I still owned my Balcberry woudl be addicted to it which it why everyone called it my Crackberry! But it is more than that, I promise you.

A social network is a social structure made up of individuals (or organizations) called "nodes", which are tied (connected) by one or more specific types of interdependency, such as friendship, kinship, common interest, financial exchange, dislike, sexual relationships, or relationships of beliefs, knowledge or prestige.

"Common Interest...relationship of beliefs...kinship...friendship" These are the words that really jumped out at me. Brave Girls, Soul Restoration, Right Brainers. Kinship, Beliefs, Common Interest or as I say...Like Minded people. This is what is making up my Tribe. This is what makes up each of our Tribes. I have never been a part of a Tribe. I did not have a commonality with anyone. There were not others like me. I was a rare gem. I accpeted that. I did not conform to the realms of others and I was ok with that. But it was lonely.

Then this year...something happened. I found a Tribe.  Then, I found other Tribes. then I this week found more Tribes. Then I realized, I can make my own Tribe! This is just like my Soul House! It is up to me to determine who I let into my Tribe or not. It is up to me what tribe I join or not. It is up to me what I say and do when in each Tribe.

~ Now here I have to laugh~ I keep meaning to find this spot on Friends about the time when the girls were reading the book -Monica, Rachel, and Phoebe read a female empowerment book, Be Your Own Windkeeper- and I have to laugh, because honestly I do know that after awhile we do get to talking in our own language of moo Dwellers and Soul Houses and Tribes...for a comedy break stop and watch and you will see what I mean. Click on one of the two links...

Be Your Own Windkeeper
Stealing Your Wind

Ok, when you are done laughing...see what I mean? I understand after awhile we tend to speak in our language, but it is because these languages click and resonate with us women and people that are like minded and we get it. So when we are talking about our Soul Houses, Moon Dwellers, tribes and what not, try not to give us that "What rocker did you just fall off of?" look okay? lol

Instead try searching a bit inside yourself and maybe jsut amybe you will connect with what we are saying.

If you already have great! My Tribe and your Tribe should get together, do a Wind Dance with the Cast of Friends, and go have a House Party after we kick all the bad people to the Moon! :)

Monday, March 07, 2011

My Creative Mind

I have been studying this week through a series of video summit webinars about my Right Brain. I always knew I had it. I have always known it was there. I have always utilized and used it to my advantage. My mother was one who always encouraged the use of this by handing me books at a young age like Leaves of Gold and Vein of Gold at such young ages as early as I can remember. Somewhere in my teens we both found "The Artist's Way" and started doing Morning Pages and other creative outlets to our brain to encourage it more and more.Then along my path I found "Your Authentic Self" and started doing Vision Boards and Wish Books to send out into the universe the things I wanted, yearned for and truly desired.

I thought this kind of growing up was normal until I would find myself talking to others about it and they would blink at me like I was crazy and I swear I would hear the sound a cartoon makes when that happens *blink* blink*

But no matter what people would say or how silly they thought I was, I believed in this theory, this methodology of thinking and continued on. I wrote in my journals, I bought myself little gifts and sent myself little notes like this year for Christmas I bought myself a Sephora gift, even had them put the little satchel bag in it and wrote myself a note saying "Trisha, you are amazing and you should never forget it. You deserve to give yourself gifts once in awhile. Giggle"

Every now and then something comes along my path that encourages me more and more. Sometimes it is other writers, sometimes my mother who always sends me notes and messages, but the best of all is when you find what I call "Like Minded People" These are others who beleive like you, think like you and creative and live their life like you. To find this in business, this week, was even MORE amazing to me.

In the Right Brainers Video Summit we have learned about Right Brain Booster and Left Brain Chill Pills, being in touch with yourself through Art, Soul Art and Tranquility. There have been amazing speakers who all share their knowledge and mostly their passion with us about what it is to be a creative and have a creative business plan and method of thinking. After the first day of watching these, I sat still and motionless. Not because of anything bad, but because I felt home. I thought "Someone else gets it! Someone else understands! YES!"

At the beginning of the year I started with Soul Restoration. in June I will be doing Soul Restoration 2.  Through that journey I found out about Balzer Designs and doing Art Journal Pages every day. Then as soons as the feeling of disconnect happens I find this. Truly I feel like I found home.

The Summit Daily Plan

My RB Elevator Speech
These are just a few samples from the RB Video Summit. At the Very bottom is my first start in this direction. My Right Brain Elevator Speech which says "I talk to potential clients about Web and Social Media Strategies and how to upgrade your web and social media presence with a strategy that works for you!"

No Word Documents, no Excel Spreadsheets, just my creative mind allowing it to be free in the form in which I choose to put donw on paper what will I tell people in less than one minute of an elevator about my business. My Elevator Speech in a Right Brain world can be as creative as I would like.

I think this year is shaping up to be a pretty good year so far. I think I set my foot on the right path of getting in tune with my soul and the universe, getting in touch with God again, and getting in touch with me.

Hello world, I am not only back, but better and more amazing than before!

My creative juices are now flowing like a river stream going toward a wonderful fountain of happiness! Check out the RB Summit as we are jsut getting into Week Two and all I can is right now...

I can't wait!

Saturday, March 05, 2011

Blog Hop

Welcome to the Brave Girls Club / Soul Restoration Blog Hop! If you joined in the middle of the hop you came here from Judy I hope you enjoy reading about some of our experiences in Soul Restoration with Melody Ross. I didn't even know who she really was until this amazing journey and now I don't know what I would do without her! SHE IS AN INSPIRATION. Since I can’t quite find the dollars or the time to attend a Brave Girls Camp in Idaho, I was THRILLED when she, her sister, and crew decided to offer it on-line. I was excited even more so to be one of the first participants in this new adventure for them!

I love this class! I love all the great things they give us to work on and the great treats they give us to be able to print things out and cut and paste these to make amazing images for our creations. I love that while the creators have definite religious beliefs they leave it open enough for each person to define their own relationship with God. I love that they give you lots of video to encourage creativity. I did not buy the kit but used my own kit and then little by little each week added to the class. I would find myself scouring my world for things as well because of all the great technique videoes they showed us. I even learned from other Brave Girls unique tips and tricks I had not thought of before like saving and repurposing cereal boxes to use as chipboard!

I’d say the basis of the class is that while we all have struggles in our lives – they do not have to define who we are or where we’re going. I attached a few samples from below to show the great things we did!

Truth Card

Art Journal

Soul Restoration Book
The first one is a truth card and we made many of those and I even got into the bug of creating one every day until the end of class and it inspired me to start a new blog.

The second one is the cover of my art journal where we would get journal prompts to ask ourselves some soul stirring questions and it was up to us to answer them. Art journaling was a great challenge for me, but by the end I really learned to appreciate it and enjoy it. Now I am seeking out other ways to art journal.

The last one is our Soul Restoration Book. In this we had little projects to do each week and it helped us to restore our lives.

This is a wonderful class! I encourage you to be a part of the next one – You can join Melody for the powerful and fun online workshops that are being enjoyed and loved by women all over the world! Soul Restoration on-line classes - Now expanded to TWO sessions: Soul Restoration Part 1 – Finding Your Truth (6 weeks) April 5, 2011 Session: $99 – Register HERE and Soul Restoration Part 2 – Living Your Truth (6 weeks) For graduates of Soul Restoration 1 only June 7, 2011 Session: $99 – Register HERE
Thanks for visiting! Now, to continue with the hop you’ll need to go see Kas

1. Judy
2. Pippa     

4. Sandi [tigger]
5. Leslie
6. Juel
7. Kai
8. Angie
9. Lacey
10. Kathy Mc
11. Lynn
12. Sandra
13. Stephanie
14. ZuZu
15. Sami Jo
16. Rebecca
17.  Dawn
18. Donna
19. Rana
20. Judy
21. Trisha
22. Kas
23. Shelley
25. Deb
26. Karen
27. Jennifer
28. Dawn