Inspire yo'self

and others


December 2014

Stirrings of Love

We all think what we say or type matters. And it does. But you know what matters more? The GOOD things you say. The COMPLIMENTS you give. The ENCOURAGMENT you provide. The UPLIFTING you do. The INSPIRATION you fill someone up with.

It is not the BAD things you say. Bad seeds grow from that. It is not the CRITICISM you give. Bad seeds grow from that. It is not the DISCOURAGEMENT you provide. Bad seeds grow from that. It is not the bringing DOWN that you do. Bad seeds grow from that. It is not the life you SUCK out of others. Again, bad seeds grow from that.

What we say and type does matter. It matters a whole heck of a lot.

I always go back to that saying, “If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”

In times where we feel attacked and mad and angry and SOOOO upset, it is easy to fire back with hate filled words, BUT this is also the quickest way to pour more gasoline on the fire. If what we ultimately want to do in this life is bring more peace and more happiness and more love and more help, than we have to learn to not fire back with more anger. Anger never ever wins ANYTHING.

You know what does win everything?

Love. Good ol homemade love. Love and compassion. They stir us. Love can stir the most hardened person into someone who is no longer so hard.

Good ol homemade love.

I love love.

Love & Blessings,


“Good writing succeeds or fails on the strength of its ability to engage you, to make you think, to give you a glimpse into someone else’s head.” ~Malcolm Gladwell


Passion Forces You

Whenever I see others achieving dreams that are similar to the dreams I have, I get a little jealous. Ok. Maybe A LOT jealous. I see someone finally got their book published and I can’t help but have a gut reaction that screams sadness and jealousy. A gut reaction that in that second makes me want to give up on my dream because NO ONE likes what I have to say anyways. No one likes my writing. My audience would NEVER grow big enough to have the opportunity to publish a book. You know that voice….. That stupid little voice. Ugh. It sucks. And to get it to shut up is like a fricken water slide that you’re trying to climb UP. Who would even try to climb UP a water slide anyways?? Me. That’s who.

I won’t lie. It stings when others have achieved their dream and you are still out there working on yours. I’ve learned to allow myself to feel it, for a second, but then I punch that jealousy in the face. I SHARE someone’s writing I admire. I LIKE a post that I first read and got jealous that I didn’t write it because it was soooo good. I BUY that book they just published. It’s the only way I can think of to make that punch effin sting. And last. I LEARN to turn that jealousy into something beautiful. Because the truth is, that person has EARNED it. That person has worked HARD for it. And they downright effin DESERVE it.

The other thing I remind myself of is God’s timing. I HAVE to believe it is not the right time for my time yet. Because if you KNOW the dream in your heart and you are working hard on that dream and you keep getting back up every time you are pushed down, is the dream that was planted in you by the Universe, than it WILL happen. It HAS to. Otherwise it makes no gosh darn sense it is there, in you, pulling you, haunting you, using you, forcing you; to love what you love.

If I woke up tomorrow with nothing. NOTHING. No family, no friends, no pets; nothing. I believe I would find myself going to the nearest library. I believe the instant I would walk in that library I would find myself amazed and in awe of books. I believe I would grab a book and start reading it. I believe then I would HAVE to grab a pen and paper and start taking notes from my mind. I believe if all was taken from me, the ONE place I would turn to in an instant is this place. It wouldn’t be a church. It wouldn’t be working out. It would be in my writing. This is where I connect most with God. This is where I feel most spiritual. In my writing. The writing that comes from my heart. The heart that God made for me.

You can’t force passion. Passion forces you. It haunts you. It whispers to you. It breezes by you. It nudges you. It will trip you up. It is you.

Jealousy never wins with me. Don’t let it ever win with you. Let love always win instead.

Love & Blessings,


“Good writing succeeds or fails on the strength of its ability to engage you, to make you think, to give you a glimpse into someone else’s head.” ~Malcolm Gladwell

Putting MY Spin On It

“Just because the masses are doing it doesn’t mean we have to do it.”

My husband and I went to get my wedding ring cleaned the other day. As I was looking at other rings I thought to myself, I would like a different wedding ring. I would like to have a variety of wedding rings to wear different days if I want to. I found one I liked. It was actually for a very reasonable price-nothing like the cost of my actual wedding ring. I didn’t get a new one….yet. But I am thinking for our 3 year wedding anniversary; why not get a new one?

I was talking with a co-worker the other day about teaching children about money. Out of nowhere I had a brilliant idea. I then shared this brilliant idea with my co-workers. I said, “When I have kids I am going to start charging them rent for $2 a month at the age of five. This $2 would come from an allowance they get from basic chores that are age appropriate.” I just thought how brilliant! And, what a great way to teach kids from an early start about money, contribution, and savings. I would keep the $2 a month for them in a separate account they would get back when they turn 18.

There is no instructional step by step book on how to live life. Some may argue the Bible is but I argue it’s not step by step. There is no book that says we must do this first, this next, this second, and this third. So, just because MOST people do things one way doesn’t mean we ALL have to do them the same way. I would even dare to say that life is much more fun and fulfilling when you put YOUR own spin on it.

Breakfast for dinner. Heck yeah!

A watch that says “NOW” instead showing the time on it. Why not?!

Allowing your kids to play in the muddy puddles because it’s fun. Who cares!?

Calling your husband your boyfriend after being married for 10+years. So what?!

Life is much more fun when you put your OWN spin on it.

I guess I’ll let you in on a little secret….the masses aren’t happy. So why are we all following each other again??

Love & Blessings,


“Good writing succeeds or fails on the strength of its ability to engage you, to make you think, to give you a glimpse into someone else’s head.” ~Malcolm Gladwell

Strangers & Stories

I have a friend who is single. She is thirty years old and even though she has put herself out there and has been on numerous dates, she just can’t find someone she clicks with. Last week she went on a blind date with someone one of her friend’s had set her up with. They met at a local restaurant. While they were there, an older man approached them. He introduced himself and just started conversating with them; asking questions and getting to know their story. At one point a group of people came into the restaurant and when they walked by their table, the old man asked if they would like to join them. The group politely denied the request. When the old man turned back to the table where my friend and her date sat, my friend asked him if he knew anyone in that group. The old man replied, “No but we’re all friends here.”

His response just got me thinking about life and how we all interact with each other. We can go into a grocery store and stand waiting in line for ten minutes surrounded by people yet no one or hardly anyone is talking with each other. It is as if it is more awkward to talk with strangers standing right next to us then not to. So we decide to just stare straight ahead or right through someone; a person; a human; a story. I have always said humans are stories into a whole other world. I believe this with my entire life yet I still find myself standing in line staring straight ahead or through someone.

Why do we do this?

Even though the masses are doing it, we don’t have to follow the masses!

I have been working on getting comfortable with being uncomfortable with talking with strangers. I have been working on inviting one and all people to join in on a conversation with me. Because really, this is life. Right now. I find this even in the work place. We spend more times scrolling through facebook, liking people’s posts, then when we walk to the bathroom and take the time to speak with a co-worker that we don’t know very well for a few minutes. Again, these people are humans and have stories. It is time we become more curious about people, especially strangers face to face. I just thought what a great man and example of how we should all be to have invited some random strangers to join my friends and him. It is a little strange and weird but that’s because we are not used to people being like that. What if we were the change? I mean what if we acted like everyone was a long lost acquaintance. What if we took the walls down and let others in? What if we unlocked our door and went outside of our comfort zone? What if we crossed the lines and broke loose from our own shackles? What if? Imagine a life where there are really no strangers; just stories.

Love & Blessings,


“Good writing succeeds or fails on the strength of its ability to engage you, to make you think, to give you a glimpse into someone else’s head.” ~Malcolm Gladwell

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