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July 18, 2018July 18, 2018Naturally Calamity Jane7 Comments on Toys in the Attic

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To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone and a funny bone ~ Reba McEntire . My tooth fell out. Perhaps I should be more specific, half of my right front tooth fell off. It was February and I was on vacation in the Bahamas, not ideal timing. I was sitting on a tall bar stool at the center island in my girlfriend’s kitchen, drinking wine and eating veggies and dip. I bit into a celery stick and the front half of my tooth fell off. To be fair, what fell off wasn’t actually real tooth, at least not anymore, but rather the fake “cap” that was applied several years ago after an unfortunate softball incident. . We were warming up for another intense, beer league, softball game. No beers had actually been consumed (nor were any harmed) at that stage. I was in the middle of teasing another player about his unfortunate ball to the head the previous game, when I raised my glove to catch a pop fly, but instead of catching it with my glove I caught it squarely with my face. Instant karma. My lip required 8 stitches to put it back together, my nose wouldn’t stop bleeding and I lost the front half of both of my front teeth. Arriving in the ER with a maxi-pad attached to my face, I was a bloody mess, quite literally. It was made even better by the fact that I worked at that particular ER department, so the “catching balls with my face” jokes were never ending. As an aside, this trend continues with by current beer league Dodgeball team. . Full link in bio

Owning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it. Embracing our vulnerabilities is risky but not nearly as dangerous as giving up on love and belonging and joy—the experiences that make us the most vulnerable. Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light ~ Brené Brown . A big part of embracing my vulnerabilities, for me, is showing up as my authentic self. Being authentic in my interactions and reactions. It means not morphing into someone else, or saying something because I believe that that’s what the other person wants to hear. It means not always following the crowd and not always taking the path of least resistance. It can mean standing alone, in my own truth. . Being authentic also means knowing who I am and what I think, feel, believe and subscribe to. But it also means being open to new ideas, to changing thoughts, opinions, and understanding that everything is contextual. Life is not lived in a vacuum. Decisions, thoughts, feelings, are all shaped by the context, the environment, the multitude of factors that have influence. . It also means exploring why I think, feel, believe, act and react the way that I choose to. It means getting dirty and doing the work. It means being accountable to myself and others with how I conduct myself. And understanding that kindness and care should underline all of my thoughts, words and actions. To be authentic and expose my true nature is vulnerability in action. It is brave and sometimes difficult and often raw. I don’t always show up as my best self, but I hope that I can always show up with kindness, for others, but also for myself.

I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult ~ E. B. White ~ I used to run. It’s taken me a long time to come to terms with that. I still refuse to use the word runner in the past tense, I believe that part of me will always identify as a runner, so I’m holding onto it. Occasionally, I’m motivated to lace up my running shoes and hit the trails. Getting lost in the wilderness with the wind in my hair, the crunch of the earth under my feet and the damp air on my face, it transports me to a time where this was my routine and I begin to wonder why I stopped. The wonder quickly dissipates when my previously broken foot starts throbbing; when my hamstrings seize and touching my toes becomes Mission: Impossible; and knives of fire are being stabbed into my left knee. The wonder disappears and I’m left with a deep knowledge of why I used to run. ~ Running was not only my source of exercise, but also a kind of meditative practice. A solitary exploration into my mind, where I was able to notice the thoughts flowing through my brain, but be too out of breath to do more than that. Other times, the exploration of my thoughts was a deep dive down the rabbit hole, which ultimately (fingers crossed) resulted in blinding lightbulbs of realization. It was also a way to run out my anxiety, my overthinking and all my proverbial “crazies”. The act of running was so taxing on my muscular and cardio system, I was afraid that there would never be anything else to replace it. ~ Until I walked into my cycling studio. ~ Full link in bio

My alone feels so good, I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude ~ Warson Shire . Create, fuel, and embrace. . Create a life you love. Fuel your soul. Find your passions and live them. Embrace your desires...and each other. 📷: @adam.threedee

We found snow!! Happy #noturkey Thanksgiving! 🦃

“Creating the life we dream of requires us to simultaneously let go of the belief that we don’t deserve it” ~ Mark Groves . It’s time for a change. It’s the perfect time for change. It’s time to raise the bar, to demand better in all our relationships. It’s time to seek the quality we desire. It’s time to believe in better. To believe that what we are seeking, in all of our relationships, is out there and refuse to settle for less. It’s time to get real and be real. Set the bar high. And walk away when it’s not met. No more excuses. . Demanding better means we believe that we deserve better, that we are worthy. We are. 💚

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