The Best Way I Can (my 100th post!)
I’m going to post this even if it doesn’t make any sense.
For that I apologize.
Something has truly taken over me this morning and I am literally channeling this.
Last night, a friend of mine posted a video of Ronald Reagan on his site.
I didn’t watch it. It made me want to puke.
Just like the first time I heard someone say, “Ronald Reagan was the greatest president that ever lived.”
That time I wasn’t so nice.
(No, I didn’t vomit on his shoes. 
)
Instead of getting my panties in a wad, last night, I did my best to ignore it.
I decided to fight the desperate urge to go into a “I fucking hate conservatives” rant.
(I’ll leave that for another time. )
I did, however, walk away from my computer in a tizzy. I could barely breathe.
So I went to bed asking Source to help me.
I don’t want to be the person who surrounds herself with people who only think like me. (Like Sarah Palin.)
(sorry…I slipped)
I want to be the person who can hold the space for ANYBODY regardless of race, gender, socio-economic status, sexuality, age, religion, blah, blah, blah…and yes, regardless of your political leanings.
And I can do that BRILLIANTLY as a coach.
But sometimes I am challenged when I am not wearing that hat.
Especially with people who have views that don’t create (what I believe) to be win-win-win solutions.
Plain and simple.
So, I asked for help.
Dear Source: Please allow me to open my mind and heart so that I can attract people who will help me expand into a greater version of myself.
I went to bed still a bit agitated, but I woke up with some peace.
I headed off to the grocery store at 6am, and met a lovely lady named Joanne.
(Bless her heart. NO one wants to encounter me at 6am when I haven’t had coffee.)
Yet Joanne said something to me this morning that probably yesterday, would have caused me to roll my eyes.
“Be Better. Not bitter.”
This was advice her pastor had given her after leaving a 13 year abusive relationship.
I liked it.
And it was the answer to last night’s prayer.
I then came home to a lovely phone call from my BFF & warrior-goddess mentor, Lori. She made me laugh with talk about sequins and feathers, perimenopause, and mattresses. (You just had to be there. )
I hung up the phone with so much gratitude and this prayer came to me which I posted on Twitter:
Dear Source: How ’bout with every breath I take today, that you expand my capacity to love. Deal? Cool. #thatisall
I was not prepared for what happened next.
I went off to read a blog post by a lovely woman I’m getting to know online. Her name is Megan and her blog is called I Dance I Write.
Megan is brilliant.
Beautiful.
So effin’ creative it would make your head spin.
And one inspiring soul.
As I read the post, I began to cry. I left her a comment that I didn’t write.
Huh?
Yes, I did not write it.
Source did.
I can’t explain it any other way.
‘Cause the whole time, I was crying.
Feeling all this animosity leave my body.
And my heart just opening.
I cried and cried and I’m still crying.
Suddenly things that would normally set me off in my Twitter stream, didn’t matter.
I don’t give a rat’s ass about Dr. Laura’s radio show.
I am not interested in Obama’s poll numbers.
Sarah Palin can load and reload all she wants.
I don’t care.
All I know that right now, I just want to love.
Love my life.
And everything in it.
Love everything that shows up, whether I “agree” with it or not.
I just want to expand.
Into love.
In the best way I can.
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What would it be like for you to open your heart and mind today? What would become available to you?
Please share your thoughts. I’d love to have a conversation.
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dear lisa. well- you know you made me cry too. in this crazy life we are all connected and what you are blessed with is mine to, when you share it. love and gratitude. m
Thank you, Megan, for inspiring me to be better. To go for the love.
I couldn't find the words to respond to your post today and since I can't dance
, I couldn't show you how much you touched me either. I am so very grateful for Source for saying what I could not say but so deeply felt.
In the words of Andrea Gibson, "Never go a moment hushin' the percussion of your heart." Keep dancing. Keep writing. Keep Shining. We are all the better for it. #loveyou
"I just want to expand.
Into love.
In the best way I can."
I don't know how my wacky random stream of consciousness shtick warranted such a beautiful post (and lot's of tears on my behalf) but I am so honored that you were compelled to share this with us. and if you need any more "inspiration," there's a lot more where that came from!
LOVE you, kick ass mama
xoxo, Lori
You know, sequins & feathers led to costumes, which led to Megan's post…laugh, snort, cry,pray, think, write,cry, tweet, cry some more. And the rest is history.
You bring out the best in me, warrior-goddess. Thank YOU.
#loveyouback
OMFG, likewisey!!!! Weekly meetings now part of our agenda
You've got yourself a date. Sequins optional.
Sequined and feathered Thelma and Louise. that's me.
yep – cried too!
Made perfect sense to me Lisa.
Thankfully
damn you make me think o.0
Damn, I wish I had a dime for every time some said, "you make me think!"
It was a Kleenex box kind of day, Frank. I wasn't trying to be *this* nice until you showed up. Freakin' energy talking, Reiki master, healer extraordinaire, mf enlightened white male you.
Yeah, it's YOUR fault.
(See the kinda of crap a woman who talks about sequins & feathers at 7am will give ya'?
)
Glad it make sense. Not like this comment.
#loveyou
Holy shit I just got a new title
ETRMHEMFEWMale
LOVE IT!
Can you say what it means 3 times fast?
And you forgot, EC.
just snort laughed over this
ahh – the ever charming, ummm
oh hell, just call me Frank
ok – Uncle Frank
There you go again, forgetting who is actually in charge here.
I'll call you whatever I want, thank you very much. LOL
Today, it's my ever-charming friend and mentor, Frank.
And I am so blessed to be able to say that.
that blessing runs both ways.
wow! I think sequins are in my future. what a beautiful, fluid and "you" post! Blessings my friend!
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I don't, P, you, me & Lori showing up at the Tides Inn next summer in sequins and feathers will definitely be a sight to see!
Thank you for the compliment. It was a beautiful experience and I'm grateful I was able to share it.
Holy cow chica… what an awesome post… 6am? I'm still cringing on that one!LOL
I had a horrendous day myself today – had to regroup and drink a cocktail (a BIG one) – I still have work to do and decisions to make – but between the support have found with my online friends and now reading this post – I'm feeling better…
This post ROCKS… and I would have love, love, loved to have heard that conversation between you and Lori… and you are spot on with Megan!
Woo Hoo for your kick ass day!
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Shelly,
I'm sorry you had a sucky day. Isn't it great how we can find support from people 100s of miles away? People we've never met face-to-face but you somehow "get" us when we don't get ourselves? Kudos to you for doing what was perfect for YOU in order to regroup and keep moving forward. I'm glad this post helped a bit.
Oh my, a 7am convo with Lori is a special treat. We should have recorded it but I think people may have decided we needed meds and observation.
I laughed so hard that even thinking about it now makes me crack up. She'll have to tell you the mattress joke herself. 
Keep going to the love, Shelly. It is in that space that we've all connected. I am so grateful and so blessed to have "found' you here.
Hi Lisa! I love the way you bleed your heart on the page!! (Not that I love your need for blood letting, but that you're able to do what it takes to move to a more healing place.)
I've been where you describe ~ and here's something that helps me through the overwhelming emotion to clearer awareness. Sometimes we cross paths with people or circumstances that mirror who we are — and sometimes they mirror who we're not.
Either way, it's useful to identify specifically what has triggered the emotional response ~ and to remember that we are the Awareness that sees/feels the emotional response, and not the emotion itself.
If the mirror is reflecting an aspect of ourselves that makes us cringe (or vomit) ~ then that becomes the focus for healing, fixing, releasing, whatever.
In the end, it's all information – and as you're already abundantly aware, Source is ALWAYS on our side.
So glad you're opted to become a channel of pure Love ~ the world sure NEEDS more of that!!
You're a blessing …
Welcome to the blog, Sally. Honored that you stopped by and shared your wisdom.
I wrote a recent post about being triggered and have learned that when it happens, there is an opportunity to look at myself. It took me many years to realize it was about me, not them, and I don't always remember in the moment. Thankfully, I have become more aware, but growth is a never-ending process.
I still have challenges believing that Source is always on my side yet I do know that love is the essence of who we are and my desire is to live as that love while in my physical body. Thank you for being an example of how it's done.
Wow.
I didn't cry but I was awed, inspired, humbled, impressed, wow'd.
Every time I think you can't do it to me again, you do … make me think, rethink, dig a little deeper, question, and then be surprised by what I discover.
YOU are … I don't actually know the word. I haven't learned it yet. But it's out there.
Thanks for writing Lisa, as always, it's an experience like none other. oxo
"make me think, rethink, dig a little deeper, question, and then be surprised by what I discover."
Funny, that's exactly what happens when I write.
And very few people can leave me speechless, Susan. Maybe it's because it's 1am or maybe it's because after 100 posts, lots of phone calls and tears, you still believe in me. Thank you for your beautiful comment. It gives me the courage to keep at it.
#loveyou