I hate to sweat...

I also try hard not to make unnecessary work for others. (Yes, I'm a recovering overgiver...but that's another story...LOL)

Started today by grudgingly grabbing my shovel and heading down the driveway to at least clear the mess the town plow always leaves because the man who offered to plow us out never showed up, mumbling to myself that I knew I should have done it yesterday when the snow was 50 pounds lighter per scoop, questioning why people don't keep their word and feeling a wee bit sorry for myself...

Came back in with a sweaty, stinky body and equally stinky attitude, but the end of the driveway is clear. Mission accomplished.

Hopped in the shower and as the water washed over me, so did a whole new perspective...

What a blessing it is that I am physically capable of shoveling my driveway.

Listening to the music of the birds was magical.

Are you ready for this one?

Just how many snowflakes and raindrops had to fall to create this depth and weight of snow?? Can you even imagine? These snowflakes and raindrops are a simple example of the true abundance, uniqueness, and beauty all around me.

"I make money like clouds make rain" (Melanie Ann Layer) came to mind. 

And I giggled. 

Then, I let it all sink in.

The beauty.

The magic.

My abilities to do all I want and need to do.

The physical release of negative emotional energy while shoveling.

I guess it is okay to sweat every once in awhile...LOL

The abundance that always surrounds me if I take a moment to look for it.

It was all a gift.

And I am grateful.

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Hey, hey, my friend!

I'm the sometimes overwhelmed wife of Dana, homeschooling momma of 11 and Mayme to 15, "expertly" spinning all the plates...until another plate, or two (or ten) get tossed into the chaos...or a plate that was plastic this morning suddenly turns into fine China...can you relate?

A recovering perfectionist giving myself grace to do B- work, make mistakes and maybe even look a bit foolish on rare occasions...

An introverted extrovert who firmly believes dark chocolate makes the world go 'round...(the darker the better because fewer kiddos want to share it with me...).

Everyone has a story leading to where they are today.  Mine started when I was a teen, struggling with migraines. I just dealt with them, not even questioning why. I just knew that a chocolate éclair from Dunkin Donuts wasn’t the right answer, nor was that Pepsi I loved so much…
 
For years I pushed myself through the days, gritting my teeth to bear the pain a little better, taking care of my littles, then crashing into a dark, quiet room to sleep the pain away.
 
I tried a few different things, but I didn’t start seeing improvement until I took a good look at what I was eating. I started slowly taking those toxins and additives out of my diet…MSG, artificial flavors, natural flavors, white sugar, enriched flour, fake sweeteners, artificial colors and those other "ingredients" I couldn’t pronounce.
 
Then I started looking at ingredients in our personal care and household products...that was an eye-opening adventure. If you think everything allowed to be sold in the stores is safe, we need to chat...
 
As I learned better, I did better and I completely swapped out all the toxic products in our home, keeping my family above the wellness line, helped balance our hormones, along with our emotions, even through birth trauma, loss, anxiety, a world-wide pandemic and more.

Continuing my journey, I am now a Licensed Holistic Practitioner, Licensed Spiritual Healer, Certified Raindrop Technique Specialist, and will be a Certified CARE Instructor this summer.

Knowing that friends are family we get to choose for ourselves, I am creating a thriving community of powerful, incredible, plate-spinning women. There is a seat for you at our table, where hearts are touched, souls are healed, walls are torn down, and best lives are lived on our way to wellness, purpose and abundance...guilt free. Come. Join us. Pull up a chair. Get comfy. Let's journey together.

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