Thoughtful Thursday: If Anything Were Possible, What Would You Do?

I've never seen the movie The Bucket List, but it got me thinking...why should you have to wait until you are on death's door to tackle your fears and live the life of your dreams?

There's no simple answer. For some of us it's fear of the unknown. We're afraid that a new experience won't live up to our expectations or afraid of not knowing everything that will happen.

Then there are those who don't believe in themselves or their ability reach their goals. These people write off their dreams as nice, but impossible.

I fall into the category of people who are overwhelmed by the amount of things they want to accomplish. I tend to start projects, but never finish them. Creating this site is one of the first things I've done in the last 2 years that I planned in my mind and heart, which came to fruition.

It continues to grow with readers like you, who are excited about sharing their natural living journey and I'm so grateful for the space it has given me to share the things I'm passionate about.

But Granolaville and my Doula services are just the beginning. I have so many ideas, projects, and goals I want to accomplish I find it hard to concentrate on just one. I need more order and structure in my life to allow the creativity to be focused on one thing at a time.

But first I need to believe. I need to come from a place of infinite possibilities, in alignment with how the Universe really works.

I need to ignore that little voice who says "It's too much or too big," to accomplish. Actually, I need to tell that voice o shut the hell up.

There are inspiring people all over the world who have defied odds and created a life of passion and purpose.

So what would you do, if there were no barriers or obstacles? Could you open yourself up to ALL the possibilities to create the life you were born to live?

If you new that nothing was out of your reach, how would you approach your job? If you knew anything could happen how would that change the way you think, speak, and act?

I can tell you from first hand experience, when you come from a place of love and knowing that all you need, can be yours, doors will open to places you never imagined.

So let's start. Write a list of 4 experiences you want to have. They can be big or small.

For each item you want to accomplish write underneath it ONE thing you can do to get closer to making it happen. That way you aren't just throwing out "wishes" all willy-nilly. By attaching something actionable and concrete to it, it becomes more of a reality and less of a fantasy.

Here's the first 4 things on my Never Say Never List:

1. Pay off all Debt, including our mortgage.

• Make smart spending choices including joining a CSA next season, eating out less, and sticking to our family budget.

2. Make Granolaville.com a hub for women sharing holistic health information and inspiration.

• Write and share quality content, everyday!

3. Write and direct a documentary on a topic I'm passionate about.

• Vlog once a week to sharpen my skills and share my knowledge with a large audience.

4. Meet and work with Oprah.

•  Continue on my path to teach and serve (throwing in some prayer for good measure!)

So there are just a few of the goals I wish to accomplish in the next 3-5 years. You can start out with more immediate goals or look more long term. Just make sure whatever is on your list will motivate and inspire you, because ANYTHING IS possible!

What are the top 3 goals on your "Never Say Never" list?

Open to the possibilities in Granolaville, 

 

Thoughtful Thursday: Celebrating Life After Losing a Loved One

Today is a very special day. I had no intention of writing about it, but sometimes ignoring fear or pain can be worst than just facing it.

Oct 11, 2012 would have marked the 28th Birthday of one of the most fearless, loving and shining spirits I've ever known. Her name was Emily, and she was my best friend.

Emily left hundreds of family and friends behind they day she decided to take her own life. That day I lost a piece of my heart.

Though I have not heard her voice in over 3 years the energy of her laugh and smile is still in the forefront of my mind. Her photos and impromptu gifts are placed all over my home, a constant reminder that though her physical being is no longer in my life, she will never truly be gone.

I've experienced a spectrum of emotions over the last 3 years--- rage, guilt, sadness, betrayal, acceptance, but most of all love. When all other feelings have come and gone my love for her, and for our friendship shines brighter than anything else.

Getting Ready on My Wedding Day

My tears are not for what I've lost, but the blessing that I gained by having her in my life. The way she opened her arms to anyone in need, they way she accepted me and ALL my flaws, the way she loved her family, and the way she wanted to conquer the world with her positive, spunky, and beaming light are all things I wish to emulate.

Because of her I've learned not to take those I care about for granted. I've learned that family is not always related by blood. I've also learned that just because your loved one has left this earth doesn't mean they can't still be a constant part of your life.

I pass this photo  in my hallway everyday, my 2 soul sisters.

So today I don't mourn Emily's death. I celebrate her birth, our never-ending love, unconditional friendship, and all the ways I intend to make her proud.

Love and light from Granolaville,

Thoughtful Thursday: My Natural Hair Journey & What it Taught Me About Acceptance

I did it ya'll! I finally put my hair on point with the rest of my life. No more chemicals, no more damaged hair, no more trying to be something I'm not.

I never realized how much my image of who I was on the inside was connected to what I looked like on the outside. This was more than just feeling crappy because you have a "bad hair day".

Growing up I wanted so badly to fit in, as most kids do. The trouble was my skin and hair forced me to stand out in a sea of straight blondes and brunettes, with swinging ponytails and long flowing locks.

In 5th grade I was once cornered in the bathroom and interrogated about why my hair looked like it did. I hated that my hair was just one more reason that I couldn't be like them; a "normal" little girl.

I was so excited when I got my first relaxer. I had no idea of the toxic chemicals that would permeate my body for the next 15 years. All I knew was that I didn't have to rock "nappy" hair anymore.

Even as an adult I had an unhealthy connection to the state of my hair. It needed to be tamed, slicked or straightened at ALL times, never resembling anything close to real black hair.

Now here I am trying my best to get my family living as naturally as possible, yet I was still hitting up the "creamy crack" every six weeks. It was finally time to stop trying to fit the conventional model of beauty, and define it for myself.

It was time for me to not just accept my natural hair, but love it unconditionally.

What's the hardest thing you have had to accept or change to live a more healthy life?

Lovin' my Locks in Granolaville, 

Thoughtful Thursday: How to Stop Getting Sucked into Other People's Drama

You are in charge of your feelings, beliefs, and actions.  And you teach others how to behave toward you.  While you cannot change other people, you can influence them through your own behaviors and actions.  By being a living role model of what you want to receive from others, you create more of what you want in your life.

~Eric Allenbaugh

I saw this quote today and it really struck a chord with me. A few days ago I was chatting with a friend. She is going through a really difficult time right now. Her ex-husband is using their two children as pawns to cause drama, hurt her feelings, and drive a wedge between them. I feel awful that she has to experience this ridiculoous behavior because I know she is a good mother and only wants what's best for her kids.

The trouble is, I don't think she is totally without fault in this situation. It is true that we teach people how to treat us. No one can continue to make you feel anything without you first allowing them to do so.

Early on in this battle, my friend would engage the ex in mud-slinging text messages and inappropriate arguments. She allowed herself to be sucked into the drama he was tying to create. At the time, I don't think she realized the long-term consequences of her participation in this craziness. Unfortunatley, now, she is all too aware of the negativity she invited into her life.

Though it was not her intention, she was a willing participant in creating the toxic world she is currently downing in. Instead of holding her ground and staying true to what she felt was right in her gut and in her heart, she was sucked into someone elses story. By doing so she gave her ex-husband permission to continue his outlandish accusations and threats.

I relate her situation to a long family car ride. She and her ex are in the back seat fighting like children over who took the last juice box and not having enough elbow space. Meanwhile, the parents are no where to be found and no one is driving the car. It's swerving all over the road, taking out innocent bystanders.

In order to get the car back on course, she's got to step away from the fight and get back in the drivers seat. Now SHE is in control of her path towards harmony. He can continue along to her new destination or jump out of a moving vehicle.

Either way she's going to continue on the path she's chosen.

While we can't control everything that happens to us, our power lies in deciding how we react to what happens.

We will always face situations that are not a reflection of what we want. But we have a choice. We can choose to react from a place of fear, lack, or anger (which will only result in more of those feelings). Or we can choose love. Perhaps not love for the person who's hurt you, or the love for the shitty circumstances you were place in, but love for yourself.

You may think "beating them at their own game" is the only way to "win." But the truth is, the moment you decide to choose love, choose not to be sucked in, or choose to NOT be a part of the negativity you put yourself back in control.

Do you find yourself getting sucked into other people's drama? How do  pull yourself out?

Determining My Path in Granolaville,

 

Thoughtful Thursday: Want Others to Value You? First Invest in Yourself.

Are you having trouble investing in YOU?  Do you want people to value what you have to offer and who you are as a person? Please share your comments below!

I'm Worth it in Granolaville,

Thoughtful Thursday: I Won the Lottery....Now What?

I won the lottery. 366 Million dollars, to be exact. And it’s all mine. Now what?

That’s the vision I held last night in my mind when my, usually even-tempered, husband burst in with two freshly printed lotto tickets and gleam in his eye.

I was immediately taken aback by the sheer confidence in his voice. He was so sure that we had just been set up for life that I began to ponder what this amazing twist of events would actually mean.....

Once we settled all of our debt (which is thankfully only our house and my semi-massive student loan), took care of our parents, and put aside college tuition for our 3 boys, there would still be a whole-hell-of-a lotta dinero to be spent.

Sure we’d splurge on a great vacation, somewhere tropical like Costa Rica. I’d get my husband that boat he’s always dreamed of--equipped with all the bells and whistles to sail on Lake George by our vacation house. I’d indulge in a brand spanking new car---nothing too crazy—just one that fits all of my boys various sporting gear (balls, sticks, pucks, etc.) without sacrificing luxury and my self-labeled “Cool Mom” status (aka NO MINI VANS).

We would definitely donate a portion to causes that have impacted our lives. My all-girls high school that supported me as a teenage mother and showed me the importance of being a strong woman would be included. We'd also give to the local soup kitchen where my family and I volunteer. It’s in desperate need of new facilities to service a growing population of struggling families.

OK we’re only down maybe 5 million. Jeez, spending money is harder then I thought.

My mind then drifted to what I would want to do, instead of what I would buy. I have dreams and aspirations, how would having all this money help them come to fruition?

It took me nearly 10 years, but recently I’ve gotten a clearer vision of the path that would help me fulfill my authentic potential, while balancing the demands of motherhood.

I’ve already begun the journey by creating this site to help myself and others get back to a more holistic and natural way of life. Nature is a beautiful thang---if we could all somehow tap into her balance and perfection I believe everyone would benefit.

Piggybacking off of my passion for living a more natural life, I’ve zeroed in on how I can help women achieve the most satisfying and safe birth experience by becoming a Birth Doula.

So now here I am, running a successful and resourceful holistic website, sharing in the wonders of life with my birthing mommies, and 360 million dollars richer. With all that money would I still want to continue my work?

You flippin betcha!

I realized, as I pondered the possibility of being able to buy or do anything I want....there’s not much I would change.

Don’t get me wrong, I know the ginormous responsibility of financial burdens would be lifted, which would allow for less stress and more appreciation. But if all that money was to disappear (hopefully AFTER all my bills, luxuries, and donations were paid for) would I still be happy?

The answer is a content and jubilant---YES!!!!

That’s how I know I am living the life of my soul’s creation. No amount of money could change that fact that right here and right now--- I am happy.

So what does this mean for you? How are you supposed to find your bliss without the aid of millions of dollars?

Find something...anything. Big or small, that you can incorporate into your life TODAY that makes you excited to get out of bed. Whatever it is, make sure it’s something you would want to do EVEN IF you had millions of dollars at your disposal.

You deserve to find happiness and pleasure, and it shouldn’t be dependent on how much money you have in your wallet. Do something that makes you proud, grateful, spreads love, or is just plain useful.

What's ONE thing you can do to feed your passion TODAY?

Following My Happy in Granolaville,

Thoughtful Thursday: Are Your Ready To Get "UnStuck"?

The secret of getting ahead is getting started.
The secret of getting started is breaking your complex overwhelming tasks
into small manageable tasks, and then starting on the first one.
- Mark Twain

The first words of anything I write are usually the hardest and most painstaking. I usually re-write the first sentence over and over again, holding down the backspace until the page is blank once again.

In most areas of my life I'm a "fly by the seat of my pants"/ "throw caution to the wind" kind of gal. I don't plan much, but once I get the the spark of an idea, I tackle it... almost immediately.

But when I begin the process of writing something new I seem to over-analyze, second guess, and become stuck in the fear that it isn't perfect from the start. 

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. - Lao Tzu

I remember when I came up with the idea of creating Granolaville. I had a vision, in my head of what it would look like, the kind of content we would share, and the importance of building a community of natural living, crunchy peeps, like myself. I spent 4 months designing the page you are looking at right now.

I tweaked colors schemes, layouts, heading names until I felt I had gotten it just right. Meanwhile, I couldn't put together one single post to save my life! My husband told me not to worry about the presentation--- if the content was good people would read it anyway.

I told him that's not how I rolled.

I needed to have a physical outline to get my creative juices flowing---an empty Word document just wasn't going to cut it. Once I got started creating content for Granolaville each post got easier and easier. But from time to time I still struggle with those first words.

Case in point: I told myself once school was back in session for my rambunctious boys, I would begin work on a project I am REALLY passionate about, and that I believe, will bring support and value to a lot of women.

But here is my issue...my brain won't let the words flow until I have a title for this currently unnamed work. The title of this series, for me, is like that first corner piece you use in a puzzle that frames the outer edge. Without it I'm just haplessly trying to fit together all the wrong middle pieces.

I'm SO ready to move forward with this project, now its just a matter of clearing my mind, taking a deep breath, and allowing the creativity to flow. I have to let go of my desire for perfection, choose a title (even if it IS temporary) and not use this one stumbling block as a reason to procrastinate.

To change ones life: Start immediately. Do it flamboyantly.
- William James 

Life can be overwhelming. Juggling, what seems like, a million responsibilities. But, if we are able to just tackle one small piece of the puzzle, each day, before we know it we will be able to step back and look at the masterpiece we've created.

So get started! Begin that craft project you've been meaning to do, start that clean eating plan you've been meaning to follow, register for that class that will help you get your degree. It's the small steps lead to greatness!

Are you ready to get unstuck in whatever part of your life that's holding you back? Share your thoughts below.

Getting Started in Granolaville, 

Thoughtful Thursday: When You need Family the Most.

Husbands, wives, mothers, fathers, sister, brothers, loud aunts, and crazy uncles. Family. WE don't get to choose them, but I think in some ways they choose us.

Our Family at Christmas

Our life is filled with people who have been placed there for a reason. To teach us something we need to learn, help us grow as people..and yes sometimes to annoy the shit out of us. But sometimes we forget how truly lucky we are to have them.

Hardship or unfortunately, even a tragedy, can remind us of how important family really is. Over the last 48 hours the Universe has shown me a laundry list of reasons of why I'm happy to be a part of mine.

My husband is a lot like most men when it comes to his health---if it's not dangling, broken, or gushing blood --there's no way in hell he's going to the doctor. He'll wait until the very last minute when he writhing on the floor in pain to finally admit, he needs help.

"I say the universe speaks to us, always, first in whispers. And a whisper in your life usually feels like 'hmm, that's odd.' Or, 'hmm, that doesn't make any sense.' Or, 'hmm, is that right?' It's that subtle. And if you don't pay attention to the whisper, it gets louder and louder and louder. I say it's like getting thumped upside the head. If you don't pay attention to that, it's like getting a brick upside your head. You don't pay attention to that—the brick wall falls down. That is the pattern that I see in my life and so many other people's lives. And so, I ask people, 'What are the whispers? What's whispering to you now?'" ~ Oprah

Two nights ago a GIANT brick, in the shape of a gangrenous gallbladder, smacked my poor husband right upside the head. He was having an episode of pain that came about every 6 months. This time it was different. This time he knew he couldn't just ignore it and let it subside.

8 pm Tuesday night off to the ER we went, while my mother-in-law took care of our 3 boys. Within a few hours the pain was excruciating and we were told my husband was going to be admitted and prepped for surgery the next day.

I was shocked his condition was that serious, but glad they had a definite cause and that he was in capable hands. So yesterday, my mother took the day off from work to watch the kids so I could be there before and after my hubby's surgery.

My mother-in-law, father-in-law, and sis-in-law all stayed with me the whole day. They went on coffee runs, kept me busy with funny stories, and patiently waited while we awaited his return.

I was so grateful to have them there to keep me distracted. Without them I might have broken down or at least harassed the nurses until I was banned from the hospital.

It was scary not knowing if my husband would be OK. The hardest part was kissing him goodbye as he was wheeled into surgery. I love him more than I was even aware of. He fills my heart and soul.

For a moment the thought of not having in my life to comfort me when I'm sad, wrestle around with our boys, and even leave the cabinet door open EVERY TIME he takes a glass out, raced through my mind.

I would've lingered on those feelings if my family wasn't there to keep me focused on what was more important--the fact that his condition was found before it got really serious and we were able to fix it.

Many people aren't that lucky. Some people have to face sickness, or even death alone.

I'm so grateful for my husband's health and for the support of the people who love me---my family.

When are you MOST thankful for your family?

Filled with Appreciation in Granolaville,

Thoughtful Thursday: Staying Open to the Possibilities of Love

Sometimes we stare so long at a door that is closing that we see too late the one that is open. ~ Alexander Graham Bell

I was recently asked how to heal a broken heart. Let me first say if I had the secret to this age old question I'd be a BILLIONAIRE. 

As long as there have been human beings there has been heartache. Love can be complicated and daunting--- yet in its purest form is as simple as breathing.

No matter how many times you've found romantic love, the pain of seeing that relationship end doesn't get easier. We blame ourselves, we blame them, we blame others. We sift through all the things we could've done differently. We wonder if anyone will ever love us again and if we'll be able to give that love in return. We get angry, we get sad, and then at some point we let go.

This all doesn't happen in one day or sometimes even one year. Day by day, moment by moment we walk away from the pain and hurt of losing someone you love. At first those emotions are merely a few feet behind us. It would be so easy to turn around, reach out, grab that love and try to hold onto it.

But there is a reason why the love did not, or could not stay. It's not because you were unworthy of it. Everyone deserves to be loved.

In every case the relationship served as a way to teach you something about yourself. I had a history of finding men (boys) who I felt I could "save". They were destructive to themselves and others around them, yet I thought my love could help them change. In the meantime I would allow them to mistreat me, because in truth--- I thought that was all I deserved.

It was like I kept walking into a brick wall hoping it would turn into a door. I was so fixated on "getting through it" I didn't see the fat lip and broken spirit the wall had given me.

It took me walking far enough away from that "love", so that when I turned around it was just a blur in the distance, before I was able to see the real unconditional love that was strolling my way.

I allowed myself to be open to the possibility of a love that didn't ask me to change, that supported my dreams, and was unconditional. I let go of what I knew of love, and made way for something far deeper and more fulfilling.

It's not perfect and I'm still learning each day from the love I've found with my husband. I don't look back on my past experiences with regret or shame. My heart break served a purpose---- to open my heart for real love.

What is your advice for healing a broken heart?

Staying Open in Granolaville, 

 

Thoughtful Thursday: Letting Go of the Need to Be Right

"It is more important to be kind, than to be right."  ~Dr. Wayne Dyer

I used to think this fluffy saying from one of my favorite authors was bullshit. I mean what's better than getting that feeling in the pit of your stomach that you, in all your magnificence and splendor, have proved to your unworthy adversary that YOU were right?

It's very easy for us to let our Ego's take over and run a muck all over town. We let it define who we are based on where we live, what we do, or how much stuff we have. Our ego is fed by the external, while our souls are only concerned with the internal.

I realized a huge part of my ego was not just attached to being right, but getting the other person to admit it. There was something about hearing the words "You are right" that made me feel validated. I would argue and argue. Not because they didn't agree with me, but because they couldn't or wouldn't say the words.

I needed to hear those words. It wasn't enough for THEM to admit their fault. I felt uneasy unless I could get the other person to acknowledge my position in the argument.

After two people very close to me said, within a week of each other, "Nacia, you are too hung up on hearing you were right", I figured I ought to examine my reaction to conflict more closely.

I was wrong, for ALWAYS wanting to prove I was right.

I recognized the "high" I felt from their validation was short-lived and unfulfilling. My need for being right was not coming from a loving, open place. It stemmed from a fearful place my ego created to make me feel powerful, instead of feeling weak.

But I'm not weak. Love is more powerful than fear, and I don't want to be fearful. I won't let another person's opinion of who I am, determine the value and love I have for myself. 

It should be enough for ME to see the truth and still treat the other person with kindness and respect, rather than drive a wedge between us over 3 little words.

I've let go of my need to be right. It doesn't serve me or the people that I care about. It's quite a freeing feeling really. Try it. The next time you are in an argument and there is no end in sight--- LET YOUR EGO GO.

Tell it to take a hike because you don't need it. It may feel a bit strange at first but after a while you will notice the weight of "being right" will be lifted off your shoulders.

Feeling Lighter in Granolaville,

Thoughful Thursday: Silence is Your Friend

In the heat of the moment, whether you are hurt, angry, joyful, grateful, excited, loving, passionate, or just content sometimes silence is the quickest path to understanding.

Embracing silence in Granolaville,

Thoughtful Thursday: Life Lessons as a Doula

I had the most AMAZING experience two days ago. It tested my strength, made me weep, and ignited a confidence in myself that I haven't seen in years.

Becoming a birth doula is never something I imagined I'd be doing as a career or hobby. For those who aren't familiar with the term, a doula is a woman who provides emotional, physical, and mental support to a mother during and after the birth of her baby. She is a non-medical advocate for that woman; a source of knowledge, pillar of strength, and experienced in this sacred journey towards motherhood.

I think I first wanted to become a doula because I had had 3 wonderful natural births with my sons. Each one was born with no medical intervention or drugs---coming into the world as nature intended. Though part of me wanted all women to experience the wonderful birth I had , my ego was determined to show them how to have "the best birth".

Notice I said THE best birth, not THEIR best birth.

I was riding high on my holistic horse...wanting to shove my ideals and values down their throats. I tricked myself into thinking I was tolerant of any decision the mother made regarding HER birth. But the truth was...I had a MAJOR chip on my shoulder.

From the beginning I believed each birth I attended would go just the way I planned: no drugs, no surgery, no problem.

Boy, was I f-ing wrong.

After attending my first birth (which happened to be with a friend I had since high school) I felt upset and deflated that things did not go according to my plan, and ended in a c-section. Even though she labored like a champ I felt like I had let her down.

Baby #2 I just KNEW would be born naturally. Her mommy had a negative birthing experience with her first child and I was determined to not let that happen again. After hours of pushing, her baby was also born via c-section.

At this point I was pissed. Why couldn't these women have the labor I envisioned for them?

Baby #3 I won't even count since the momma was a seasoned pro---pushing out her 9th child, at home, 5 minutes before I arrived. I was bummed about missing it, but happy that the mom got to have her first water birth.

Now we come to baby #4. This mom I felt a connection with. Her family was so supportive, her husband was by her side every moment and she was attempting to have her first baby at home...in the same house her sisters were born in. It was a long labor, but with 2 midwives on hand I just knew I was going to be able to witness my first natural birth.

I stayed by my clients side--- massaging her, encouraging her, and breathing with her until the wee hours of the morning. But after labor stalled and many failed attempts to get it going she was forced to transfer to the hospital where it was determined, because of the position of the baby, she would need surgery too.

With each delivery I was so tied to the "perfect process" instead on focusing on the perfect outcome---a healthy mom and baby. Do I feel that medical intervention is used FAR to often among pregnant women...yes. Do I feel like some of the most educated and prepared women lose sight of their own intuition and let doctors make decisions for them...yes. BUT, through this process I have learned to respect their decisions and support their path---whatever it may be.

With that attitude in mind I got called in to the hospital Monday night with my client who was a first time mom. She was under a lot of emotional strain due to personal issues, so I knew my job would be to ease her doubt and fears so that she could deliver her baby.

It was a LONG process. For nearly 24 hours she labored on little sleep. About 2/3's of the way in she decided on having an epidural to get some relief and some rest. I offered the option of the birthing tub, but I could see in her eyes the epidural was what she needed.

Then after regaining her strength it was time to push.

Holy shit, I'd never gotten to this point before! She was pushing and the baby was ACTUALLY going to come out. As I saw his tiny head peek out into the world this sense of awe and amazement washed over me. I had seen a million and one birth videos, but this was NOT the same thing.

As her best friend, partner, and I cheered her on I felt myself almost lose it from the pure energy that filled the room. I knew I had to hold it together for my client. I was about to witness a miracle.

With each moment and each push I saw the power and magic that women possess. I let go of my ego's wish to control and surrendered to the moment.

I was sweating, breathing heavily and tightening my own stomach each time that momma mustered every ounce of energy she had to bring her baby into the world. As we rallied around her, with a team of nurses I was brought to uncontrollable tears the moment her body gave way to a perfect and healthy baby boy.

My heart sang.

I never imagined I would have such overwhelming emotions for someone I barely knew. But I did.

I've realized that each of these births was a lesson for me. I needed to learn that I am supposed to be helping these women achieve THEIR best birth, not recreate mine. I learned that just because I had 3 babies doesn't mean I know everything. I learned it is my job to SERVE these women, not push my own ideals or feelings onto them. Most importantly I learned I am a really great doula and that I am meant to do this work.

I am empowered by these women, and grateful to have been a part of their beautiful journey towards motherhood.

What is your most recent life lesson?

Humbled in Granolaville, 

Thoughtful Thursday: Tony Robbins, Awakening the Giant Within

My mother recently banned me from purchasing anymore self-improvement books, for fear that I was spending too much time searching for answers outside myself, when I should be looking within. While I know her opinions are valid, it's been about 3 months and I'm jonzin like a junkie looking for a fix.

I should really blame her for my relapse since she suggested I kill time at Barnes and Noble. That's like sending a gambler to the racetrack to just "look" at the horses, it was going to end with me getting what I wanted. 

While my kids perused Super Hero Squad and The Hunger Games books, my gaze lingered toward a man some describe as a visionary and others a charlatan, Mr. Tony Robbins (or as he is now known as 'Anthony Robbins'). 

He has been the guiding force of Fortune 500 CEO's, heads of state, and professional athletes, all seeking advice and counsel for various issues. The title of the book that caught my eye was Awaken the Giant Within: How to Take Immediate Control of Your Mental, Emotional, Physical, and Financial Destiny! Now if that doesn't excite you, I don't know what will. I'm all about getting to the end result faster and more efficiently.

My best friend attended his seminars and always came back with a new glimmer in her eye and the momentum to move her in the right direction. Since I don't have the resources to dole out a few grand and take part in his transformative weekend, I decided a $16 supplement would be sufficient. 

I've watched many of his videos, the first being his presentation during a TED (Technology, Entertainment,& Design) conference, where leading innovators gather to share ideas. The talk was less then 20 minutes long, but by minute 4 I was ready to Google every video available with Tony in it. 

His passion and energy is infectious, but more importantly his in-your-face approach and crude language is a refreshing change from the soft, gentle delivery of most spiritual or motivational gurus. He got my attention.

I'm in the middle of creating the life I've always dreamed of. I've found my passion in holistic health and wellness. I've discovered my calling for supporting women through labor and delivery, as a doula. I know as long as I remain authentic and am of service to others, there is no limit to the success I can attain.

"Success comes from taking the initiative and following up... persisting... eloquently expressing the depth of your love." ~ Anthony Robbins

What simple action could you take today to produce a new momentum toward success in your life?

Makin it Happen in Granolaville, 

Thoughtful Thursday: Letting Go...

I Let Go Of:

People who didn't appreciate me....for people who think the WORLD of me.

Food that didn't nourish my body or mind....for nature's delicious gifts that fuel my health.

Negative self talk that I wasn't good enough....for POSITIVE affirmations of love and acceptance.

Needing EVERYONE to like me....for liking myself and attracting the same.

Controlling EVERYTHING....most things can be set right with time and patience.

What have you let go of?

Learning Each Day in Granolaville, 

Thoughtful Thursday: Karmic Love

 Karma is an ancient concept that is prevalent in many Eastern religions. It's translation is 'action' or 'deed' , which could be mental, physical, or emotional. The teachings about Karma describe all life experiences as a collection of energy; where all actions are shaping past, present, and future outcomes.

In the modern world the term has become synonymous with those who are trying to escape karmic retribution. By not putting out negative energy they hope to escape any coming back their way in the future. The reasoning is, you get what you give.

On Dec 20, 1997, at the tender age of 16, I met and "fell in love with" a boy who had it all; a job, a car, and money to spend on me. At that age what more could I ask for? He was a "bad boy" who made me feel special. Score!

Fast forward about 13 months and I'm the proud mother of a baby boy, attempting to raise him with an 18 year old man who still closely resembled a child. It only took a few months to realize that my son and I took a back seat to his friends, partying, and getting high. I thought to myself I deserve better, so I ended it.

Who could have predicted that 3 years later, to the day, I would meet the new love of my life? What a sick joke the Universe was playing on me. But he would be different, I said. I have learned so much right? So what if he had a longer rap sheet then my son's father, or drank more, or smoked more? He wasn't the same guy, I had learned my lesson. I would never waste my time again with a guy who couldn't handle responsibility or keep from getting arrested. God help me I was dumb.

Not only did this new bo cause more strife in my existence then my ex, but he did it with such finesse I wasn't convinced, even after public humiliation, that he was no good for me. I didn't know what I was worth. I truly believed he loved me and that I was not that same naive 16 year old girl.

I know, now, looking back, the sheer fact that I met disaster #2 was because I obviously didn't learn what #1 was meant to teach me. I didn't give myself enough love so I was constantly attracting men who couldn't give me enough either. Now granted I did not return to my ex, but "karmically" I did.

I kept finding various incarnations of the same selfish immature boy because I wasn't able to see my own God-given value. I don't believe I was weak, I believe I was afraid. Afraid of demanding to be treated with the respect I deserved. It is fear that holds us in the suspended state of returning to someone, or many someones we know are no good for us.

Thankfully, I realized my pattern and decided to change it. Once I was able to love to myself I attracted a man who saw and valued the real me. To this day he respects the person I am, and encourages me to fulfill my dreams.

It is up to us to change our path. Karma can be our ally or reoccurring enemy.

Do you believe Karma plays a role in your life?

Lessons Learned in Granolaville. 

Thoughtful Thursday: Meditation - Repairing Your Mind, Body, and Spirit

 Do you ever get tired of living a stressed out life? Does it ever make you feel like you aren’t even in touch with your body? I know that I often feel like my body is working against me. This can be tough, feeling like we aren’t really connected with ourselves, we’re just lugging our bodies around to get things done. Then we go to bed and get up and do it all over again.

Believe it or not, simply taking time out of your day to calm your mind and center yourself can have a big impact on your well-being. We take for granted how much our emotional health plays into how we feel physically. There are several things that you can accomplish physically, emotionally, and spiritually through meditation that have the ability to make you feel like a new person. The following tips can help you start living a healthier and more spiritual life through meditation. 

Get Up and Do It
Start your day off right and meditate in the morning. Give your mind and body something to look forward to when you drag yourself out of bed. This will give a kick start to your day and prepare your mind for the day’s activities. 

Say Goodbye to Stress
Integrating meditation into your daily lifestyle will relax your body while calming your mind. This will not only help you to control your emotions, but it will give you mental stability and clarity of thought. Why carry over all the stress that’s still built up from yesterday? Get it out of your system. Your body will thank you. The health effects of stress are connected to many major health issues including cancers, heart and lung disease. 

Don’t Hurt Yourself
If you find the meditation positions you see in magazines and on TV scary, have no fear. The idea is to be comfortable, allowing your entire body to relax. You can meditate while lying down, sitting cross-legged, or even in a chair. Whatever position you choose, just make sure your back is straight. No slouching is allowed. Other than that, get comfortable. After time, you might want to try some of the more common meditation positions. 

Set the Stage
The key is to focus. You can’t have the TV playing in the background or your iPod blaring in your ears. Find a quiet spot away from the hum of the air conditioner or the sounds of your kids. Try to incorporate some aromatherapy. Don’t use anything too strong. A nice soft pleasant scent will do the trick. 

Start With the Basics
You can always kick it up later and incorporate more advanced techniques. For starters though, try something like this. Go to your quiet spot in the house. Remember, no interruptions. Get into your chosen position. Relax your body and straighten your spine, not tense just straight. Breathe in and out, deeply and regularly and focus on your breathing. While you’re breathing, choose a sound to hum on your exhales, like "Ohm." Use your breathing to redirect your thoughts when they wander, because they will. During your meditation, make yourself aware of your body. Focus on every sensation in your body, the aches and pains. As they dissolve, remain focused and clear your mind. Do this for 10 to 20 minutes.

Try this for a week, and if you don’t feel better, you’re not doing it right. Meditation can make all the difference in the world, if taken seriously. You will find yourself feeling lighter, happier, and less stressed. Your health will most likely improve and those aches and pains will lessen over time. It’s amazing what we can do with our minds if we will only just give them a chance.

What's the hardest part about meditating for you?

Finding my Zen in Granolaville,

~ David  

David Hock tries to adhere to a healthy and productive lifestyle; he is a contributing author at lifeinsurancequotes.org.

Thoughtful Thursday: Embracing Change

To celebrate another change in the season, these quotes remind me that life is not a constant. Those who are able to rides its waves with passion, grace, and love can change the world.

Do you welcome change?

Embracing New Beginnings in Granolaville, 

Thoughtful Thursday: It's the Little Things in Life...

  Potato Sack Races.

What "little" thing brings you joy?

Wishing I was a kid in Granolaville,

 

 

Thoughtful Thursday: Finding Faith in Yourself

 Have you ever wondered, "Why is this happening to me?" The "this" is usually a set of difficult or sometimes even heartbreaking circumstances that have made their way into your life, wreaking havoc on your world.

I think we all have times in our life when we question God/Allah/the Universe/Mother Earth, what the greater purpose is for the daily suffering many of us encounter. We may believe that each hardship is a test to prove your faithfulness. We may view this imbalance as a coincidence, a random course of events, not predetermined or placed before us by some omniscient being. Or, perhaps, we believe that each manifestation of good, bad, or ugly is a direct result of our thoughts creating our reality.

The interview I watched yesterday confirmed, for me, the latter.

Marie Forleo

I've become a HUGE fan of Marie Forleo, an entrepreneur who has made it her mission to improve the hearts, minds, and pockets of women who are seeking independence in business. Her energy is infectious and her knowledge of what it takes to create the life you've always dreamed of is spot on.

I've been gorging on her YouTube videos for the last 2 weeks, soaking in each little tidbit and trying to figure out how I can apply it to my life and the hopeful success of Granolaville.com. All of her information is filled with the perfect balance of humor, candor, actionable items, and above all ...LOVE.

It should have been no surprise that she interviewed a WILDLY successful writer and entrepreneur, who created The Daily Love.com where he shares inspirational quotes from teachers, past and present, to over 500,000 subscribers and Twitter followers.

Mastin Kipp

Matsin Kipp, has had a varied, yet successful business career in his 28 years on earth. From creating the popular clothing line, Love Yourself Apparel, managing bands, writing for the Huffington Post, to most recently going on tour with......OPRAH's Life Class!

The guy has serious good fortune. Or does he?

In his interview with Marie, he talks about how only a few years ago he found himself in a really low place. He and his business partner had severed ties, investors backed out of his clothing company, his relationship with his girlfriend ended, he had gout in his foot ( gross old man infection), and lost his apartment.

Suffice to say, life was pretty shitty. 

An ex-girlfriend's mother had once told him if he were ever in need of a place to stay her 8x8 pool house could be his. To a single guy, living in a cosy pool house in the Hollywood Hills seemed like a viable option. Though he was surrounded by the lush abundance of his new home, he himself , felt quite deflated.

One day, while talking to the Universe, as he often did, Mastin said, "You created EVERYTHING. Why couldn't you hook me up with free rent at the Chateau Marmont?"

The answer he got back made me rewind the video just to hear it again:

"This room is the size of your faith. But it is enough."

Wow. Seriously wow.

After hearing those words, my head began to race. Yes, I do think we are a reflection of what we believe. For Mastin, his world had literally shrunken down to the bare minimums. I mean, he was running an internet company from his laptop with no internet, only "stolen" Wifi. He didn't have much going right at all.

I would assume such life-changing events like losing your home, companion, and livelihood is enough to shake anyone's faith in themselves, and in God.

Mastin's immediate surroundings were like a mirror to what he felt inside. He knew there was prosperity out in the world, he saw it daily from his pool house view. But, perhaps, he didn't have enough faith in himself to see all the possibilities to re-build his life.

Instead of giving up, he surrendered to his current situation and kept his eye on the prize. He was literally tweeting and emailing to live. Though he couldn't foresee exactly how his business would succeed, his incrementally growing faith in himself would sustain him.

What does this mean for you?

Look at your home, your job...hell even your car. Do the things in your life reflect what you truly feel you are worthy of?

Most of us might not want to admit it, but if you are driving a busted car, working at a dead-end, thankless job, are letting others treat you badly, or can't seem to take your business "to the next level" it may be because you have lost faith in your unlimited abilities.

We have to believe we are worthy, have faith in ourselves and our path in order to see the road ahead, not the other way around.

Don't be afraid to live out your dreams or strive for impossible goals. All things are possible if you have faith in yourself.





"If you knew you were already dead, you knew you had nothing to lose, and you knew anything was possible, what would you do?" ~ Matsin Kipp


Share your answer below!


Finding my faith in Granolaville,