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BLOG – GIFT DAY 308 :: inspired… what do you love?

4 Nov

Today, in my month-long nod to inspiration, I ask what do you love? 

I am inspired to share a few examples of love.
And what happens when we tap into that powerful force of passion lurking inside us.

On a personal note, my first love was not a boy (sorry Justin!)… it was a basketball.

The GAME of basketball stole my heart at a very young age. And, as you know if you know me, that dream was cut short by cancer.

I survived but had to say goodbye to my dreams of basketball greatness.  I think that’s why I LOVE this movie so much.  Justin, the guy I love dearly, showed me this movie trailer and I was immediately hooked.

Long Shot, The Kevin Laue Story is coming soon to a theatre near you… and I cannot wait to see it!  It’s the story of how Kevin Laue became the first player in Division One college basketball with only one arm.

The lesson is love: whenever you think you can’t, you can. You can do anything.

Speaking of doing…
My wonderful friend Amy’s latest article on Choosing Love in Politics and Life is a must read.

Amy was inspired to write this article by one woman’s courageous act to run for congress. Her name?  Marianne Williamson. You may know Marianne from her career as a spiritual author, speaker, guru of all things love.  Now she is stepping up to the plate and leading the way to represent a platform of love and nonviolence in politics.

It’s clearly one of her passions and I think there is nothing more amazing than seeing someone go after what they believe in while trying to change the world.

Speaking of changing the world….
It’s quite simple and it starts at home.  As Amy writes in her article, “Loving ourselves is the single most powerful way to better our lives.”

I couldn’t agree more.
Because, you are already perfectly lovable.

So finally, a little love tune to set the mood for this holiday season. Can you feel it in your fingers and toes?

It’s all about Love Actually.
Isn’t everything?

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

{What do you love so much you are unstoppable?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 285 :: shine on

12 Oct

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

We have a pellet burning stove in our little Oregon house.  I’ve never seen or used or operated one before. It took us a few tries to figure it out. Admittedly there was a bursting cloud of smoke once.  We have that under control now.

It still scares the crap out of Brady.  Every time a spark of fire shoots up from inside the little black box Brady runs out of the room, tail between his legs.

He’s not afraid of pushing the screen window out and running away for his own personal adventure. But one little spark of light and he hides under the sheets.

It makes me think about fire.
And the magic of that light.

And the abundance it can bring… the power it holds.

As Marianne Williams so famously wrote, and is worth repeating here:

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

May you shine on.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

{how do you shine your light?}

GIFT DAY 030: bliss you and bless you

30 Jan

I am diving in!

To this abundance thing.

Last night I listened to Marianne Williamson’s live webcast about her new book, which is all about ABUNDANCE.

The book is called The Law of Divine Compensation: On Work, Money, and Miracles and I shouldn’t have been surprised by the underlying tenant of her talk.

LOVE.

Which, by now, I should have guessed from my own year of LOVEMORE+FEARLESS adventures.

(By the way, thank you PAM for the awesome “Fear Less Love More” birthday box!)

fear less hope more

But, here’s something that struck me today as I reflected on Marianne’s words from last night.

It occurred to me that to create BLISS we must BLESS.

It’s like a formula of sorts.
BLISS = BLESS

One little letter separates the two words, but together they equal powers greater than we can imagine.

Marianne made it clear last night that praying and love are the secret sauce.
As in…

  • You want to sell more? Bless your customers.
  • You want a better boss? Bless your current boss. 
  • Want more money? Bless your co-workers, clients, employers, everyone.

“Blast your workplace with love,” were Marianne’s exact words.

So, here’s to a year of abundance.

“Bless you,” I say.
And that’s nothing to sneeze at.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{Want to bless someone? Make it public in the comments section below.}

DAY 004 : who wants a miracle?

4 Jan

We just watched the movie Pretty Woman over the holiday break.

I forgot how much I love that movie. Julia Roberts so young and pretty in her red dress, the shopping spree, the totally 80’s music!

But my favorite scene is probably at the end. Not where he rescues her off the rooftop, but where the man walking through the streets of LA says…

“What’s your dream? Everybody has a dream!”

This year, my dream is for abundance.

And it occurs to me I might need a miracle — or maybe, I am in the process of creating one.

So, on top of giving a gift away each and every day this year…. I am reading A Course in Miracles.

I have been intrigued by the book ever since Debbie Phillips introduced me to Marianne Williamson’s work.

I actually met Marianne last year in Naples, FL when I attended one of her workshops on love.

marianne williamson, the promise 365, the promise daily

It was actually a MIRACLE that I met Marianne in the first place.

I made a mistake and showed up WEEKS early for the event. I confused the date. Nobody was there. I felt so stupid.

But then, when I did show up on the RIGHT DAY, imagine my surprise and delight to meet Marianne.

So today is Day 4 of my journey in…
A COURSE IN MIRACLES.

No miracles to report yet.

Don’t worry, I’ll keep you posted as the year unfolds. And… you can feel free to play along too!

Speaking of gifts…

My Gift of the Day:
One lucky person gets a free song on iTunes! Why — because I love sharing what inspires me: music.

How to get it?
First person to comment on today’s Blog post with the title of the song you wish for gets it.

Wish granted.
Almost like a miracle.

Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S. Want a more personalized email from me? I would love to share with you!

P.P.S. Just sign up for The Promise Daily

Day 305: f*ing friday :: fearlessly

2 Nov

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the words Fires

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Fearlessly.

As in, what an f*ing week.

But it is almost over and I hold on to my mantra, to lovemore+fearless as we all move through the current storm — the times we are living in, the upcoming election and the weather pattern sending destructive hurricanes in our path — and the ensuing aftermath.

No matter where you are tonight, here’s sending more love your way.

And, here are some helpful links I ran across that you may find useful:

1) A love letter From Marianne Williamson called “Love Letter to East Coasters

2) The American Red Cross. You can easily donate by calling this number:  1-800-HELPNOW

3) Or text “REDCROSS” to 90999 to make an automatic $10 donation.

Love more. Be safe. Help out.
Let’s move forward.
Fearlessly.
xo~Jamie

Day 159: f*ing friday :: feminine mystique

8 Jun

TGIF.
F*ing Fridays are back!
And, they will continue to occur on Friday. I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5 in Year 1, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Flip Flops

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the words:
Feminine Mystique.

As in, where is the love?

Love can be puzzling at times.
It’s so hugely, largely, enormous, that word. L.O.V.E.

It can mean so many things in various degrees – family, friends, lovers, partners, children, neighbors, community, this one spinning world.

I am learning that love IS all things in this LOVEMORE journey of mine

But, I am committed to learning more. So, this week I spent every night soaking in lessons on a critical piece of the puzzle at Love University, a program offered by En*theos Academy and Mastin Kipp from The Daily Love.

To break it down, love is …from a scientific view pretty cut and dry — male energy and female energy (no matter the coupling). This is based on much research and work from the likes of David Deida, Patricia Allen, Marianne Williamson, Allison Armstrong, and more.

The work is much deeper than my little brain can compute in this tiny little blog post, so I will focus on what stood out most for me: GODDESS TIME.

For people with a core of feminine energy (me for instance) the amygdala needs to be relaxed and worry free (not in fight or flight mode) in order to truly engage in deeply connected relationship love.

The answer?  Settle down the amygdala. Turn off the f*ing fight or flight frenzy.
Enter: GODDESS TIME!

Otherwise known as self-care. Think bubble baths, meditation, yoga, and other ways to let feminine energy flow.

It’s amazing how something so simple can make such a huge difference. An hour to yourself. A commitment to be in charge of nothing.  A peaceful moment. A deep breath.

Proven to be good for the mind, body, soul, as well as, finding and keeping LOVE!

But, not all relationships work out. So, what to do when the proverbial shit hits the relationship fan? Mastin recommended a mantra, or a call to a higher question.

For instance:

  • Where is the grace in this?
  • How can I be even more love in this situation?

I think it’s a good practice to live by, no matter what problem, mess or complication we’re trying to solve — be it matters of the heart, career or community.

Personally, I can’t help but hear the Black Eyed Peas echoing through my head,  “Where is the love, the love, the love?

But, I know it’s hard to remember when life falls apart.
As a survivor of cancer, divorce, sugar addiction and the ultimate heartbreak of my mother’s death, I can testify that love keeps it all together, even when it seems there is nothing left.

And, I think it’s the best mantra when I need to find perspective in life, love and the pursuit of happiness.

Surviving with grace is like putting together a puzzle —
keeping love in view is like finding the corner pieces first.

With that, I leave you with the words of the Black Eyed Peas:

Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y’all

Day 75: getting what you give

15 Mar


Tonight, I really did see Marianne Williamson speak in Naples, Florida.
One month later and I finally got it right!

It was a month ago, today, when I showed up to Unity Church with giddy anticipation to hear Marianne speak, only to find an empty parking lot.

How could this be? I pondered as I contemplated why nobody else showed up.

I was sure the parking lot would be full — actually I expected it to be overflowing. But, empty it was.

Tonight, however, it was full — parking-attendant-with-bright-orange-jackets-and-red-flashlights-directing-traffic FULL.

And, that’s when I knew, I was in the right place at the right time.

Because, this, I have found to be true: when one shows up on the correct day of the correct month, the parking lot will overflow.

I have two pages of copious notes and a heart full of love and inspiration after listening to Marianne share her bright light, wisdom and very funny stories about relationships and how to keep the flame burning bright.

Some of her points were simply genius and others were a bit of a surprise for me. For instance, did you know…

All relationships last forever because they live in the mind.

Only what YOU are not giving in a relationship can be lacking in any situation. 

A man’s greatest psyche feeling is that his THOUGHTS be respected — whereas, for a woman it is her FEELINGS.

Or, even this:  a man loses his erection around his mother — so therefore you can’t coddle a man’s emotions and be his lover.

But, what stuck out most for me was this statement, one I know to be true in my head, heart, body and soul:

One Hundred Percent of What You Give, You Get.

And, for that reminder, I say thank you, Marianne.
My heart, just as the parking lot, runneth over.

Day 47: a love letter to mistakes, part II

16 Feb

Tonight continues my commitment to more love and less fear this year.  For February, I am writing a love letter each day.  Tonight is dedicated to …mistakes.

Dear Mistakes, (yes, again):  

I have to remember the power of the written word.

I shouldn’t be surprised that I made a mistake today, after writing you a love note last night.

But, I was.

All day long, I was giddy with excitement to go see Marianne Williamson speak live, right here in Naples.  I have read her books, I have followed her online and I have been moved by her writing.

I even packed the latest book, A Course In Weight Loss, in my purse with hope that Marianne would sign it for me.

I should have been tipped off by the dim lit parking lot as I pulled into the Unity Church driveway.

I definitely knew something was wrong when I saw only three other cars parked neatly in rows – a clear sign that nothing was going on within miles of the place.

As I opened my car door I saw another woman getting out of her car at the same time.

“Is this where the Marianne Williamson event is tonight?” I asked.

“The what?” she replied.

“Marianne Williamson?” I sheepishly repeated, knowing I was definitely in the wrong place.

“Oh, yes!” My hope returned as her face lit up.

“She’ll be here in March,” the kind woman replied as my heart sank.

“March?” I said out loud, half embarrassed for getting the date wrong and partly feeling like March was an eternity away.

I suppose right here is where I say, “thank you dear Mistakes” for reminding me that we all make them — continually.

But, I think I’m ready to move on to new topic.

Love,
Jamie 

P.S. Marianne, I will see you in March!

Day 223: what if you didn’t stop?

11 Aug

Today I cried.
Not sobbing, heaving kinds of tears.  More like a deep breath with a big sigh followed by waterworks.

They gathered in the corners of my eyes while reading the last few paragraphs of this article from MORE Magazine:  Kathryn Stockett’s ‘The Help’ Turned Down 60 Times Before Becoming a Best Seller

Turned. Down. 60. Times.
That’s brutal.  That is unbelievable.  That’s some kind of miracle to keep pushing through rejection letter after rejection letter.

But, it’s not new news to me.
It sounds so familiar.

I am one lucky girl, to spend my working days around Debbie Phillips with Women on Fire.  If you ever have the chance to spend some time with Debbie, you, too, will hear what I do all the time:  “Don’t Stop Before The Miracle.”

Debbie reminds me of this Marianne Williamson saying all the time.  Don’t Stop Before The Miracle.  It could be a ground rule, or an operating principle, or even gospel, during our working days. (I actually wrote about it on Day 88)

So, this concept, you see, is not news to me. 
I know the special magic formula on NOT giving in, pushing through, keeping at it.  It is ingrained in my psyche.  It is also Debbie’s continuous support and gentle reminder of that miracle that helps me write everyday on this blog.

But I cannot imagine receiving 60 rejection letters.
I get to play it safe here in Blog-O-Land.  I can write and write and write (EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.) but I don’t have to face rejection letters.  I just push a button, and voilà!   Published.

But Kathryn Stockett, she is the real deal.  She served her time, paid her dues to the Rejection Fairy  — and in the end, showed us that we can live with rejection affection and still come out on top.  Actually MORE than on top!

In Kathryn’s own words:

In the end, I received 60 rejections for The Help. But letter number 61 was the one that accepted me. After my five years of writing and three and a half years of rejection, an agent named Susan Ramer took pity on me. What if I had given up at 15? Or 40? Or even 60? Three weeks later, Susan sold The Help to Amy Einhorn Books.

And, that question – WHAT IF – is what I hold in my heart tonight. 
WHAT IF Kathryn had given up at letter #15, or #40, or #60.  We would have all missed out on her story, on her unique characters and their charm, and ultimately her gift to the world.

Thank you Debbie, for continuously reminding me of THE MIRACLE.
Thank you Kathryn, for showing us (quite amazingly) that we can do anything we set our minds to and the miraculous power of not giving up.

And, of course, for making me cry.
Because, today, while I did cry, my tears were not of sorrow.
They were of inspiration and appreciation of how one woman made her miracle happen.

Give in to the shame of being rejected and put your manuscript—or painting, song, voice, dance moves, [insert passion here]—in the coffin that is your bedside drawer and close it for good … Or you could do what this writer did: Give in to your obsession instead.

Here’s to all of our crazy, undying, deserved obsessions hiding out in bedside drawers and tucked away in boxes.

WHAT IF they saw the light?
What miracle could they become?

Day 108: a good book and a warm bath

18 Apr

Tonight, I commenced my bath by lighting a candle from Pure Light (one of my dearest friends, Shannon — who I met in junior high — started the company a few years ago to deliver toxin-free coconut wax candles to the world. They are lovely!).

And, I ended my bath with an anointment of Ayurveda body massage oil. Combine all that with bubbles and hot water and it was therapeutically mind numbing.

And it is there, in the bathtub, where my best ideas find me.

My “thinker” shuts off, the distractions fade away, and intuition kicks in …it’s a place where I let ME talk to me.

Here’s what ME was telling me tonight.
I wish someone would have given me the book A Course In Weight Loss when I was twelve. Not that I needed a course in weight loss when I was twelve.  I was like the tallest girl in the class and string bean bony. That’s beside the point.

What I needed was a constant reminder that my body was beautiful, that it would grow and move and change, constantly (and I mean constantly!). And that is okay, even better, that is perfect.

I am well into the book now, around Lesson 8.
It’s not a quick read, as it includes lessons, and mantras, and reflections and well, work!  This is not for the faint of heart. But, it delivers on the heart and gets to the heart of it all when it comes to love, fear and fat.

Sometimes, even more than you remember.
Case in point: in the lesson called, “Love Your Body” Marianne asks you to call upon the very first time you hated your body.

Here’s the unbelievable part to me: 
As I read those words I had a flashback zoom right into the center of my brain ~ I can remember the exact moment in time, in full technicolor slow motion, when I felt hate towards my body.

It was junior high.
A friend of mine (let’s call her Iggy) was over at my house and we were getting dressed to go to some super fabulous, can’t miss junior high function.

We planned our exact outfits down to the color and stripes of our shirts and matched our brand of jeans. The brand was Guess jeans of course! We methodically pegged and rolled up our pant legs to make them skinny (That’s right you youngin’s! We had skinny jeans too!).

In the middle of standing up to inspect my pant leg rolling skills in the mirror, Iggy looked at me and said:

“Wow! You are really hippy Jamie!”

And, no, she didn’t mean, “laid back, with long braided hair and rose colored glasses”.  She meant, large in the BUTT. Hippy, as in, you need LIPOSUCTION to get through the doorway, girlfriend!

At least that is how it sounded to me.  And, I carried those words with me all through my teenage years. It took me decades to come to terms with the fact that I was a woman with, (don’t say it!) curves.  

So, last night, when reading A Course In Weight Loss, I landed on this line:

“Since all negative emotions derive from fear, and you hate your body, you must fear something. What is that? Do you fear ridicule?”

I thought, yes! You’re right. That is exactly what my twelve-year old self feared – ridicule, and the potential ousting from some group of twelve year old girls who lived to look, dress and act exactly the same.

While sitting in the bathtub taking really good care of my body tonight, I pondered this and thought: If I had a book like this, when I was a girl like that, would it have made any difference?

It’s kind of ironic now, but I didn’t understand when I was twelve, walking around with hate and loathing for my pint size hips ~ that in reality I was a skinny little thing, shining and brilliant.

Learning to let go of the power of  words spoken by others – well, it is a long process when you’re a teenage girl. One I was reminded of now, twenty-five years later, as an adult woman.

I do know this:
Words can be hurtful and violent.

They stick to you like glue, for years, without the messenger ever comprehending their power.

But, even more so, I believe this:
Words can be medicine.
They can heal and soothe and fortify.

Sometimes it just takes a good book and a warm bath.
May you have plenty of both!

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