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Mike Wolpert of Social Jumpstart is a brilliant guide to business owners, solopreneurs etc who can help us articulate what we do, why we do it, and how our clients benefit from our work.
He invited me to sit for a demonstration of how the personal story, behind RJR Self-Care, can clarify my own goals and growth. Check it out.
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These lyrics are from a song by Kate Wolf. Click the link below, to listen to her sing it live. She was born in San Francisco, and a deep influence, in the Bay Area folk music scene.
|Give Yourself to Love (Live) – Kate Wolf|
Valentine’s Day seems to have been hijacked by the florists, restaurants, card and candy makers. But what if we re-claim it, as “Give Yourself to Love Day?” I’m setting an intention, throughout that day, to keep my heart OPEN, to receive, as well as share, Love.
Our past hurts, disappointments, and loss can keep us from truly opening our hearts to daily beauty and joy, which balance our sad days. Make self-care part of this week dedicated to Love, starting with the wonderful capacity, in your own heart, for gratitude and peace.
Great thoughts from a fellow body worker:
“Bells and whistles” usually refer to “technology and stuff” but do you have real ones that announce reunions, arrivals, or old-fashioned face-to-face time?
My Mom has a loud brass bell, on the wall, at the back door, leading in from the patio. It’s been there almost 20 years. Why? The grandkids pull on the long cord, to announce their arrival.
My eldest nephew is almost 18, but we have new toddlers, in the grandkid group, so I’m looking forward to hearing that bell, for several more years.
When I visit, even if the grandkids aren’t around, I look at the bell and smile, because I remember their happy expressions, as they announced their arrival.
We have a loud flood horn, in San Anselmo, that gets tested every Friday, at noon. Two weeks in a row, Sally showed up at my office at the exact moment the horn blasted. The second time it happened I decided to call it the “Sally is Here in San Anselmo Siren.”
It used to annoy the hell out of me. But now I associate it with a friend showing up at my office for lunch, or a labyrinth walk, or face-to-face chat.
And in a world of smartphones and texting, an encounter like that deserves a bell, a whistle, or in her case, a happy horn blast.
You must express love, appreciation, and BE with those who become your “logical” family, through unconditional love and acceptance.
One day, we run out of days.
We all come from a biological family, but it’s the creative, diverse “logical” family we form that gets us through the hard work, and ecstatic joys, of this life.
I lost a friend forever, Sunday night. I’m glad he was with someone he loved, surrounded by wonderful dogs. The text message I received said,
It was a relaxed fun evening. We ate take out Chinese and watched a game on tv. One minute he was teasing me about something and the next he was on the ground. 911 operator walked me thru chest compressions and paramedics arrived within 5 minutes. Just couldn’t get him back.
I’ve felt sick about it.
Angry about it.
Scared by it.
Hopeless about it.
Sad about it.
Tom was someone who interacted with me nearly every day, despite the distance between Texas and California. I’ve caught myself grabbing my phone to text him, or make sure he’s seen something on FB. Proves he was part of the funny, frustrating, and mundane things. You know, daily life.
He would usually start our text chats with “Rubs!!!”
It always shook me out of my routine, and made me smile, given that the first three letters of my name describe what I do, day in and day out, as a massage therapist.
Tom didn’t run out of days, I did.
He was not shy about texting “Come see me!” As my brother, his college roommate said, Tom “always asked when you might be coming to Houston so you could get together.”
I ran out of days to accept his frequent invitations.
He enjoyed the simplicity of sharing a good meal, talking about the latest accomplishments of his dogs, who are agility superstars. Or asking about my biological family.
He was family to me, and I’m glad he knew it.
Now go text yours. Especially the last one who asked for some of your time.
Following up this great massage, from Trevor Bridgewater, with acupuncture tomorrow, from Tao Community Acupuncture. #selfcare