I received this poem yesterday from Caroline Myss Newsletter.  It spoke to my heart and articulated in a lovely way the intention that I hold for myself and others.

Enjoy~

Peace to you~

Greetings fabulous readers!

I have been recently pondering about how lax I have become concerning my wardrobe.  I had a friend call and she wanted to stop by for a visit. I looked down at myself and realized that I was still in my jammies.  I would love to say that it was still morning…well technically, it was.  She called around 11:53am. 

So, I put on a pair of pants and a tee shirt and realized that I hadn’t put on a bra.  Bras are just so uncomfortable…and because I have not been endowed with a hunkin’ rack I don’t see why I need to bother.  I mean, I barely fill out a sports bra. 

Sorry to disappoint you fellas!

When I say that I am shaped like a pole….I am not kiddin’! 

Anyway, back to my wardrobe issues. 

Since I began working from home about 5 years ago…I have noticed a steady decline in my fashion sense.  In the beginning, I would wake up, shower and dress in nice clothes.  This would help to get me in "the working mindset."  I kept this up for a while.  Then I started to wear more casual things…like sweats and flannel shirts.  If it was warm weather…I would throw on an old skirt and an old tee shirt.  I fell in love with being a frump-a-dump!

Things really went down hill once my boys moved out.  When that happened, I stopped wearing a bra when I was home working.  I mean…who cares right?  My fella thinks I look cute…even in flannel and sweats… and I am working with folks over the phone.

Recently, things have hit an all time low.  I am not even getting dressed until the afternoon.  I wake up, get coffee, work with clients, blog…have some breakfast…before I know it…it’s lunch time and I am still in my jammies.  Just to give you a visual of this;  My jammies consist of old tee shirts and a pair of my fellas flannel jammie bottoms…red plaid jammie bottoms.  I bought some new jammies recently, thinking this would at least expand my wardrobe a bit…but, I haven’t worn them yet.  I just love these red plaid flannel pants that are huge on me!!!!  They make my fannie look like it is down to my knees.

Such a lovely sight!

Well, I  have decided that this has gotta change.  I mean I am a professional!  Shouldn’t I be lookin’ like one?  For me, at this point, lookin’ professional means wearing pants, a bra and a tee shirt.  I know…I know…I am reaching for the stars!!!

The other thing is that I am starting to do a radio show and I HAVE to get dressed before I go to the station.  I can’t wear my jammies and I HAVE to look at least like I partially have my self together.  I am also looking into getting a webcam to use with clients who want to see me while we talk.  Which means…I have to brush my hair, wear a bra…and a decent shirt.  But, I could still wear my jammie pants…no one would know! 

I think I have a problem!!!!!

I need to do some "goal setting 101." 

So, with you as my witness…my goal…starting tomorrow (because why start today what I can put off until tomorrow?)…I am going to change my routine.
I am going to wake up early (that will be easy because I already do that!), have some coffee (cuz, why bother getting up unless I can have some coffee) and then shower.  From there I think that it will be easy to put on fancy clothes…meaning pants, and a tee shirt…oh, and a bra.  Faaaaannnnnccccyyyyyy!!!!! 

Since I only have 2 pairs of pants…it will be easy to choose a pair…and since I only have a couple tye died tee shirts, an old Grateful Dead shirt and a couple "Life is good" tees….these decisions will be pretty straight forward.

If I want to be super fancy, maybe I will put on a real shirt.  Who knows!  The world is my oyster!!!!!!

This is gonna be fun.  Maybe I will start today.  I think that I will start right now!!!!
Yay me!!!!

Off I go to fancy pants land!

Hope you have a fancy pants day!

Hello Hello Hello!
Anyone out there?
Anyone reading this?
Helllllooooooooo???????

I haven’t visited many blogs lately so I decided to have my cup o’ coffee with some of my favorites.  Some were good…some were really…really good!  Many of the posts had a gazillion comments!  How come I don’t get a gazillion comments? 

I decided to look back on posts that got a bunch of comments. 
By "bunch of comments" I mean 10!  And that only happened with one post!

Now, I am not fussin’ at you… I am more curious about what inspires you to comment.  As I did my scientific research this morning, I found that the funny blogs are the ones that get the most comments.  Not the ones on self exploration.

Why is that?

Then I spent some time thinking about what inspires me to comment on other blogs. 

I like when the topic is something that I can relate too.  I also love hilarious posts and comment frequently on those.  When a blog post is concerning a more self exploratory perspective, I may not comment because I want to think about what the person said.  Then, I forget to post something.  When I do remember and go back to the post, the writer has moved on to other cool topics and I move on with them….forgetting once again to comment on the prior post that I had been thinking about.

As I sit here pondering this, I realize that I have no clue what inspires you to comment or not to comment.  My research this morning is faulty at best!  It concludes nothing!

But, what I know is that I enjoy writing about the humorous things we humans do…in the day to day and I also love writing posts that explore the deeper places within us all.

I also am aware that when I receive comments, I have much more fun.  I feel like someone is out there actually reading this….and I also love conversation.  I love when someone can personally relate to something I wrote…or gets a good laugh over something I wrote.  That just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

So, what is my point in writing all of this? 

As I sit here with this, I realize that much of my life is spent in doing things that have no direct feedback.  I don’t know if what I say or do has any impact.  But, having said this, part of me is more interested in the act of the contribution.  This part of me connects with the inspiration and that inspiration gets sent out into the world. 

I used to run a counseling program in a high school.  Talk about not getting much feedback, especially from the administration.  But, the kids kept coming back…which is feedback in itself.  Once in awhile one of these kids contacts me.  I LOVE this.  They tell me about things that I said to them that really had an impact.  I LOVE this too.  I get the opportunity to tell them how much THEY impacted my life!  It is very cool.

Have you ever been out and about and someone smiles at you and it just makes your day?  Well, that person had a direct impact on your moment…they don’t even know it. 

When I began writing this post….I had no idea that I was going to land here.  I just thought that I was exploring comments…but, really I am recognizing how much we all are impacted by each other…whether we are conscious of it or not.

A smile goes a long way.
SO does a funny blog post.
So does a blog post of self exploration.

So dear readers, whether you comment or not, I sense you there. I hope that what I write inspires you and sometimes makes you laugh. 

Give someone you don’t know a big grin:)
Have a lovely day!

Hello there!
Hope you are doing dandy!

This was sent to me by a fabulous babe that I have had the honor of working with.  Hope you enjoy it! 

Light hearted and fun indeedy!!!!!

What Science Fiction Character are you?

Here are my results:

GALADRIEL:

Possessing a rare combination of wisdom and humility, while serenely dominating
your environment you selflessly use your powers to care for others.

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

Galadriel is a character in the Middle-Earth universe~

Ah well….I secretly had hoped that I would be some bad-ass babe like Zena or something!  But no, I tend to be the "caring for others" kind of babe!  I DO believe that the "smallest person can change the course of the future."  In fact, I say that sort of thing alot!!!
These personality tests are sooooooooooo innerestin!  Ya know?

IF you feel inspired…please share your results:)

Have a Sci-fi kinda day!

Looks like it is going to be another gorgeous day here in Colorado.  Hope your neck of the woods is lovely too!

If you read the first "Your Truth," you may have become aware that some of our "truths" can change and morph depending on who is around us, what kind of mood we are in, how we are feeling physically…etc.  There are other truths that seem to be more rigid…oops, I mean more "TRUE." 

For example:  I am rigidly opposed to mayonnaise.  I just don’t think that it should exist.  It might even be the root of all evil!  But, since I am a "progressive" I can be open minded about mayonnaise.  If YOU want to use it on your sandwich…or your hamburgers (don’t ask!  They use mayonnaise on everything here in Colorado), its cool with me.   Now, there are some rules attached to this.  If I am sharing a sandwich with you….DO NOT let that mayonnaise touch my bread or I will not be able to eat the darned thing.  I don’t mind if you want to put mayonnaise on a sandwich in front of me, but if the knife lays on your plate full of unused mayonnaise, I will loose my appetite. 

This is "my truth."  Luckily for me, my fella dislikes mayonnaise as much as I do…and so do my kids.  Though, I don’t really know if my sons like it or not…I just told them it was the root of all evil while they were growing up and they have decided to trust me on that one.  JUST IN CASE!

LYNNE’S TRUTH:  Mayonnaise= The Root Of All Evil

Now, you may be a mayonnaise lover (I shudder at the thought).  Which would mean that you do not share my truth.  You may think that mayonnaise makes a sandwich worth eating!  You may think that my truth is so nuts that you decide never to read my blog again!  If you are a super big supporter of mayonnaise, you might even tell all of your friends that I am some kind of freak who just doesn’t understand the RIGHT way to eat a sandwich.

YOUR (possible) TRUTH:  Mayonnaise= The Yummiest Part of A Sandwich

So, if these possibilities are both true…how can they both exist at the same time? 

I am being rather light hearted about this but, if I was talking about politics, or….dum dum dum…religion…things would get a little more intense. 

The challenge for us all is to realize that what is true for us may not be true for someone else.  And here is the kicker….all truths seem to be true….at least on some level.  To the believer in that truth…they will find all sorts of "proof" to substantiate that belief.  As will the non believer of that truth.  Everyone can find proof for everything they believe in. 
I can prove without a shadow of a doubt that mayonnaise is the root of all evil.  A mayonnaise lover can just as easily prove that mayonnaise is the yummiest part of the sandwich!

In all the truths floating around this big ol’ diverse fantastic world, which ones are "THE TRUTH"?

Now, to add another component to this conversation is the tendency for us all to need other people to join us in believing what we believe.  I may want to start a club that focuses on mayonnaise being the root of all evil.  Us club members would sit around sharing the proof of this truth.  At some point we would probably want to expand our group so we would need to talk other people into believing what we believed in.  On and on and on….OK now I feel a bit nauseas talking about mayonnaise so much!

You get my drift!

If you feel inspired spend some time noticing how you feel when someone else has a different "truth" then you do. 

What do you tell yourself that means about you? 

What do you tell yourself that means about the other person?

Try and be as curious as you can be.

Would love to hear your comments!

I will continue to explore this with the next focus being on "your truth" as it expresses itself in relationships.

Have a truly groovy day!

Greetings earthlings! 

It is a cozy day here in Northern Colorado…a balmy 2 degrees and snowing!  I love working at home and on days like this…it feels even better.  It just increases the cozy factor by a gazillion!  Drinking a yummy cup of coffee, in my beautiful bone china cup from England, and having a conversation with you!  How cool is that!?

I know that some of you are waiting for my part 2 segment on "Your Truth,"  but there is a new truth that I just gotta chat to you about. 

This is an earth shattering truth.

Ready?

We have visitors in our attic. 

Not the alien kind….but, the 4 footed furry kind.

They have been making noise on and off for about a month.  My fella and I took a peek to see if we could figure out who these visitors are.  We found something dusty that had some foot prints (or is that paw prints?)…on it.  Anyway, we don’t think they are rats…if they are we need to move soon because those are some HUGE rats…and they will be taking over the world soon!

We think that it might be either raccoons or squirrels.  We can’t figure out how they are getting up there.  Can raccoons jump?  I know squirrels can.  When they run…yes, run…from one end of the house to the other, they make quite a lot of noise.  So, they have to be fairly heavy.  They also talk to each other.  Which leads us back to the possibility that maybe they are aliens after all. 

Last night, or rather, early this morning…we were woken up by them again.  They ran from one end of the house to another…chatting about this…that…and the other thing.  My fella thought they were talking about the economic downfall that is happening in our country.  I thought they were complaining about the lousy accommodations that they have in our attic.  Dirty and dusty and not enough insulation to make a decent bed.

Whatever they were talking about…let’s just say that they had a lot to say about it.

My fella tried banging on the wall.

They became very quiet.

"Oh, good thinkin!"  I said~

We finally began to drift off to sleep…and the ruckus began again.

This kept us up for the next hour…when all of a sudden the sounds changed.

"What is that?"  We looked at each other wondering?  The noise had changed.  They weren’t chatting anymore…something else was going on.

After a bit we decided to get up and start our day.  My fella wondered aloud if maybe they were fighting and one of them got hurt…and that was the change in the sound that we heard.  As soon as he said this…we both looked at each other.

"Or maybe they were…you know…doin somethin else!"

We both grinned at each other…hmmmmmm thats kinda cute. 

Or is it?

Maybe our attic is just a hotel that they can…you know…have some fun in.  Or maybe,  they like our merger accommodations and  have decided to start a family.  In our attic!!!!!!

I don’t know.

I don’t even really know who’s up there.

I don’t have a clue.

I think that I had better take another peek up there and have a chat with them.  Its cool if they want to hang out while its cold. But, I am not too keen on the whole family thing.  If they want permanent lodging…they need to go to the neighbors house.  The neighbors won’t even hear them in their attic, with all of those dogs of theirs barking!

Our little friends have quieted down.  Now they are quiet…I don’t know if they are still up there or if they have taken off for the day to enjoy the snow. 

But, when they return…we need to have a little chat!

Enjoy your day!