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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 310 :: don’t quit – 55 days to go

6 Nov


There are 55 days left of The Promise 365 and I have to say I am wrestling with the idea of what it means to quit. I don’t like to quit anything. It’s the athlete in me I guess. I woke up this morning with a slight panic in my heart knowing I had made the decision to complete my promise.

I called my best friend, Amy, and she reminded me that I had only intended to do this blog for one year. Since it has been nine she gave me permission to not think of this as quitting but rather moving forward. Then she gave me 100 points because Amy knows that I speak in sports. Somehow that made me feel better about my decision, even though they are phantom points and this blog is really not a team sport. So I am going to give myself points each night through the end of the year, for this isn’t quitting, it is the grand finale, the championship, the Superbowl of blogging!

So tonight, we begin the countdown to the grand finale, 55 more days to go!

On Night 55, I reflect on why I started this blog. It came from a promise I made to myself not to shop for an entire year. I was inspired by a stay at Lake Austin Spa Resort in Austin, Texas where I visited with Debbie Phillips of Women on Fire for a week. While being pampered with multiple massages and facials I realized something deeply profound: I had never stayed at a spa before.

Why was this? I didn’t know until I looked at the price list for my next massage and realized it was expensive, the same price as the dress I had just bought from Boston designer Cibeline. I loved clothes! I loved shoes! But what I loved, even more, was the feeling I was having covered in lavender essential oil after a Starry, Starry Night massage. I wanted more of it. 

Little did I know that was going to be the moment that changed the next nine years. I had the same feeling then that I have now… standing on the precipice of change. Then, I was making a promise to not shop for an entire year and instead invest that money in my head, heart, body and soul (and spa treatments!). Now, I am making a decision to end that first promise that led me down a path nine years long.

Two different moments, but the same feeling is inside me. Change.

When we change we draw a line in the sand between the past and the future. We throw down the gauntlet of routine and say to the universe, “Surprise me!” Instead of clinging to the past we reach out to the future.

This is me, reaching out to the future. If I have learned anything in these past nine years it is this: don’t get stuck looking back, it is better to move forward.   

I am excited about what the future will bring. But for the next 55 days I will be sharing moments of the past, the lessons I have learned from writing this blog every night. So, keep reading (don’t quit on me now!). 

Trust me!
More tomorrow.Jamie


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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 270 :: trusting change

29 Sep


Trust has me thinking about change tonight. As the seasons change outside my window and the leaves begin to take on brighter colors, I too am thinking about the ways we show our brilliance. Maybe it just means taking a chance.  

And there’s only one letter difference between change and chance. Maybe there’s a reason for that!  

Trust me!
More tomorrow.


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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 244 :: summer endings

1 Sep


As the sun sets on summer, or what we typically think of as summer, I am feeling the ending of it. Or, in other words, winter is coming. Endings always lead to beginnings. At least we have Fall to buffer the distance between ice cream and snow.

The seasons are changing and if there is anything I have learned in this almost decade of blogging, it is this: with the seasons come knowledge. In fact, wisdom. It is the fall, the harvest, the reaping of what we have sowed that I usually figure out what the year was all about in the first place. My teacher taught me this years ago — fall is the harvest, it is the time when we begin to unlock the bounty before us. So in this year of Trust, I am feeling the seasons turn. 

Summer isn’t over yet, but fall is on its way, and I TRUST that there will be more to learn.   

Trust me!
More tomorrow.


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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 312 :: one word

8 Nov

I have often said that words are medicine. I believe that words are indeed medicine. I know this from my own life, and the power that words have given me.

My friend Jenn sent me an email at the height of my divorce disaster. Inside it, she wrote,” I know you will get through this because you are made of steel and sunshine.” Those words were the exact medicine I needed at that exact time.

I still believe in the power of words.  One kind word can change someone’s day — or week — or life.

This Year of Kindness is teaching me to change my words. To use the words of kindness, belief, trust, and faith. The kinder my words, the kinder my life. The kinder my thoughts, the kinder my words. The kinder my beliefs, the kinder my thoughts.

It is a beautiful circle. A powerful medicine.

Don’t believe me?  Just try it on for a moment.
Change your words. I believe it will change your life.

More tomorrow…


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BLOG – GIFT DAY 284 :: change is beautiful

11 Oct

In keeping with my promise to seek abundance, here’s my Abundance Photo of the Day…. It’s trees.

Trees that stopped my in my tracks (literally, I stopped the car to take this photo!).  Red, red, red trees amongst the green mountain landscape behind.

It’s officially fall.
And things are falling.

As the leaves fall in our yard, and walnuts fall from the sky bouncing off the roof one by one signaling the great seasonal shift we are undertaking, I am reminded of change.

Change is beautiful.
Beautiful is change.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}

{are you ready for change?}

Day 345: where there is fire there is stardust

11 Dec

I am back.
Back in Florida, back from Hilton Head, back from that momentary pause in life called a conference.

It feels like a dream now.

As the plane I sat upon descended from the bright sunny skies 30,000 feet above the earth,  the warm sunlight filtering in through the window on my face gradually cooled and we dipped below white, marshmallow fog and landed in a sea of dark, stormy clouds.

My greeting at the Fort Myers airport was dramatic as we landed in heavy, blinding, pouring rain.

A long time ago, in college, I learned the significance of the element of rain in stories: it signals change.

What a symbolic way to “land” after attending a week-long conference exploring the head, heart, body and soul at NICABM’s final conference after decades of setting mind/body standards for medicine.

Change is in the air.
And, changed, I feel.

I also have another nagging feeling rising up inside of me: it smells distinctly of knowing too much.  Too much about myself, too much about my food, air, water, relationships, energy and dreams, too much to ever go back to the way we were, or I was.

It’s beautiful and scary.
Because change is both.

And, the lesson is so basically elementary it almost sounds silly — I am the answer.  You are the answer. We are each the most important choice to make.  To love, to take responsibility, to take care of ourselves, to choose our words and actions out of love.  That alone, sends a vibration to the people we love most.  And, they pass it on.

Indeed, it will — does — change the world.

I suppose this has been brewing for the last 345 days and this conference was just the icing on the gluten-free, sugar-free cake.

I am reminded of Joan Borysenki‘s words from this weekend as she told of a time, billions of years ago, when there was great big change with a bang, something else happened too — stardust led to life.

And that’s good to know, because my head feels like it may have exploded.
Good to know we are each made of a little bit of stardust.

Tomorrow, I will share Joan’s research on change and specifically burnout.
What it is, how it differs from depression, and steps she recommends to recover.

Because out of the fire, the phoenix does rise.
And stardust twinkles. 

Day 306: a bite of frost

2 Nov

I’m an Idaho girl.

Born and bred in the valley between the mountains. Learned to ski and hike and fish too (even though I screamed in disgust when the worms slimy innards bled all over my fingers as I attempted to attach it to a hook).

So you’d think I would take to all things outdoors — including winter.
So. Not. True.

I run cold.
And, this is what I woke up to this morning on my car windshield.

If there was any doubt in my mind, it is now officially confirmed by nature: summer is over.

Despite a few random snow storms up the east coast, winter is officially on it’s way. The birds have flown south and the frost has arrived.

There’s something so yummy about this time of year.
There is fall and then there is fall CLOTHING. Instead of hibernating, I believe we humans disguise ourselves like animals; in warm wooly sweaters like sheep and tall turtle necks like the tortoise.

Just like animals.
We are seasonal survivalists.

As for me, surviving this year, I am learning this no shopping thing is definitely the hardest when the seasons change. It’s as if shopping and food and family and traditions are in the air when the leaves sprout or turn.

As I sit here typing away in my warm and scrumptious Nellie Partow original wrap sweater with wooly slippers and three layers of t-shirts, all I crave is a piping hot cup of chocolate, baked squash and pumpkin pie. Add a fireplace and Mama Sling in the kitchen and it feels glorious, comforting, warm and welcoming.

A sharp contrast to the bite of frost outside.

It’s like I can smell the nutmeg.
And, it reminds me that we are all of the earth: then, now and later.

Since this earth up here in Massachusetts is about to freeze, I can honestly say it’s a good thing I fly south to Florida in a few days (drive south, that is).

Can you hear that?
My flip flops are already begging to be let out of the bag.

Day 132: dear boston, why did you change?

12 May

Yesterday, I landed in Boston and today I soaked in the city I previously called home.  Tonight, I am moved to write her a love letter.

Dear Boston:

Wow, have you changed!

From my first ride out of the airport to my drive around the old South End neighborhood I noticed it.  I could see it in your eyes dear Boston, written all over your face.

It was quite a shock to see what you’ve done with yourself. 
The home store on my old neighborhood corner is gone, and you put a bank in its place!?  (Does Boston really need another bank?)  That’s okay, I never shopped at that little story anyway.

But, the funky cool shoe store down the street is now a barber shop?  And, the tiny boutique across the street is now a chocolate store? Plus! The building next door is now empty, sleeping, deserted.

Let’s face it, I recognize you, but I also recognize how much you don’t quite seem like the you I knew.

While I’ve been gone, you’ve been busy!  Just look at your new buildings, stores, sights, scenery.

It is clear to me that you’ve grown and stretched since I’ve been away.

Most of all, I see that you have moved on ~ without me.

It feels so abrupt.

But, in my heart, I know it has been a really slow metamorphosis. You have been evolving, under the surface, all along. 

And, it’s okay.  I can live with that.  I can appreciate the need to change, to invent, to reinvent, to evolve, to sleep and rest, to move and to shake.

Because I have been busy too.

I have been building, changing, evolving, resting, moving and shaking.

Wait a second … am I the one who changed? 
Did we change together?
Are we both that different?

I guess it doesn’t matter.  Because in my heart, I still love you, and I see you for who you are, who you are becoming and who you want to be.

I can’t wait to see who you will be in another year. 
Me too for that matter.

Do you know that I am happier and healthier than I’ve ever been?  Did you hear I’m not shopping this year?  Did you notice I didn’t buy anything today?  I didn’t even stop in your Newbury Street shops.

But, please don’t worry.
I will be back. And, I will shop another day, another time.  When I am ready, after this year of investing in my head, heart, body and soul is complete.

I can’t promise I will be the same.
But, then again, neither can you.

With love,

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