A New Beginning... Again.

Does it ever amaze you that you still aren't 100% sure what you want to do when you grow up? It's again a new beginning. A fresh start. A continued grasp of education in the real world. But how on earth can one earn a living from nothing? Nothing has inspired me to something.... writing.

Writing is used as a pchycological let go of sorts. That's why its recommended to write, journal, take notes on a daily basis. To see your results from your day. To know what not to do and know what to do. To help you release tension, joy, any kind of feeling. So writing I'll do to help inspire me to make a living.

It will begin with my daily life and continue through each day as I take fifteen minutes a day or so to reveal my utmost astounding acknowledgment or learning experience or observance. You get the picture. It's a great experience already to share what's on my mind....

Changes...

How many of you know that 'changes' take place in the beat of every moment?? Understanding this concept brings a new light on the subject of 'change'. In my mind change is incredible in every aspect. It could be good or bad. Invisible or destructive. Soothing or loathing. Either case.... still incredible.

In my life discovering and embracing change helps to understand who I am and what it is that I would love to do for the rest of my life. When others say, "You do that soooo well!" you tend to sway to making the proper decision (or what you feel is proper) to become what you think you are just because you're capable to doing something well.

As I've said many times to my husband, especially recently, I know one thing about myself to be true and that is that I can do many things well, but to be excellent at ONE thing would be even more appreciative and exciting. I'm discovering which path that I could take to be great at one thing in my life. It's difficult. Difficult to choose just one thing. However, I know the few things that I would love to be great at and perhaps I'll just pursue those few things in hopes to find the ONE thing that I can and will be great at.

Discovering myself through change...

SNEAKY!

My daughter and I have this ongoing battle as to who gets the t.v. remote! The other day we were watching something and she had the controller as usual. To my surprise she got up to go in the other room and left the controller on the couch in plain sight! I immediately scooped it up and with a victorious OH YEAHHHH I began to taunt her. She didnt say much as I proceeded to change the channel. Much to my dismay nothing happened! I now realized the controller felt lighter than normal so I checked the batteries. You guessed it! She removed them and had them tucked away in her pocket! What a good laugh we had! I will never underestimate her again!!!!

Letting Go...

I'm fond of memories, daydreams and love -- but have found that at times its necessary to "let them go". It can sadden a soul when communication and friendship is cut short, but it also develops peace of mind knowing that what has been sown will now grow. Its not always up to the one that has sown to water, or the one that waters to watch the seed grow. However, there is only one harvester that can fully develop a characteristic or a true love that loves through thick and thin or even to have a deep companionship.

I believe that L-O-V-E is deep in the heart and can only be true to One in which it flows through and from to love others you encounter or are 'dear' to you.

L = is for leaving it all behind
O = overcoming negative issues together as one
V = venues in which to love
E = is for everlasting

You may or may not find more than one love in a lifetime, but treasure the one you have when you know its true. As "love" is tossed, manipulated, broken and used often as a doormat by those whom don't understand what it truly means to love.

Running just as fast as she can...

So, I'm running just as fast as I can -- on Mother's Day I decided it would be a great victory over mind and body to complete the 1/2 Kirkland Marathon! It was a fantastic day with the weather, how I felt and the time I completed it in. Mind you I've never ran any further -- consistently -- than eight miles. As I woke up the morning of Mother's Day it was a wonderful morning. My husband got everything together, including our daughter and dog. Hopped us all in the car and drove us 3.7 miles to the starting line. 

The day couldn't have been any better! I stood in a short line to get my competition number, laced up and stood in line to use the porta potty's. Every runner knows to go and go again before you hit the road. Then the announcer called out for all runners to line up appropriately according to your pace time. Not knowing my pace I figure I should stand at the very back so I don't get trampled upon. As I stood in back I told myself -- one day I'll be a the front of the line, but today I'm taking my time, because even though I've not run 13.1 miles consistently before I know that I can at least walk it if necessary. Having no concept of the distance of a true mile and only running according to "time" before I figure I'd have no problem and that I can 'win' the mind over the situation because I chose to not wear my watch until I became a better runner. 

The starting gun went off and the herd of people moved forward. The first few miles are always the most difficult for me -- because I have to talk myself into what I'm doing and remind myself that I'm only warming up. Even though there may not be that many behind me there are several in front of me that I can follow and I'm not alone (as discovered I'm more of a social runner and want to be more of an independent runner). I ran and ran and ran and ran -- came to the 'biggest' hill before three miles hit and had to walk the top half. Okay I said to myself -- I'll work on running hill's when I'm done today. Hit the first water station -- walked to drink -- how do you run and drink from a cup without getting it all over yourself? -- took off again and found myself talking to people as I'm passing them. Not to many people were happy about it until I met an older gal that would pass me, then fall behind, and pass me again. She was sweet and encouraging. It was her second time competing in the 1/2 Kirkland marathon and she had set her goals this time around. I felt great running with her and I picked up pointers along the way. 

Needless to say many gals I'd talked to along the course had ran it at least once before. It was a pleasure to have heard that as I was passing them up -- because I felt fairly 'fast' for my first time around. I just kept in focus who I was running what mile for -- for example: 

1. mile one was for God
2. mile two was for me
3. mile three was for my husband
4. mile four was for my husband and I
5. mile five was for my first born - Darren
6. mile six was for Breeya
7. mile seven was for us as a family
8. mile eight was for my mom
9. mile nine was for my dad
10. mile ten was for ..... you get the picture. 

So during the run that's what I focused on. I had read it in Runner's magazine and thought I would give it a shot. Try running for one mile and thinking nothing except for that person you're running for. It wasn't as easy as I anticipated! However, at mile seven I had a permeant smile on my face and even one of the volunteer's had noticed that was controlling traffic! As I ran past she said amazing that you still have a smile! That pushed me further...then Lake Washington and the Olympic Mtns in the distance on a clear blue sky day. It was a great day!

I came in at 2 hours and 28 minutes. Twenty eight minutes slower than I'd hoped for on my first 1/2 marathon, but as I crossed the finish line I felt that I could have done it again. So I knew the next time I could push myself even harder to complete in a time that would be under two hours. 

All said and done -- I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO MY NEXT 1/2 MARATHON! 

Running just as fast as she can...

Heart Day.... aka Valentine's Day

Its such an interesting day....

Valentine's Day

aka a day of celebration of ones love for another. 

Did you ever think it would come to the point where you had one day to celebrate the love that you have for all? Imagine if we took this one day and celebrated it daily. The amount of time and energy spent on this quality day of L-O-V-E. 

Happy Valentine's Day to all of our Friends & Family.

xoxo

The Deering Clan

Coffee Shop Friendships

Its always a great day meeting your "coffee shop friends" -- where the only place these friends ever meet you, see you and know you is from & in the coffee shop. It can be a great place & safe haven to be oneself and possibly perceive yourself to be someone your not or someone you've always wanted to be with no judgement or preconceived ideas of expectations -- just being oneself.

My husband and I were listening to the folksy music of one local musician last Friday night while sitting at the window side coffee bar on stools with no back bone... while doing so I was viewing/noticing/observing the coffee shop friendships that entered the door. Hugging, smiling, greeting, conversing and sitting with one another -- expectations of no kind, just laid back casual coffee drinkers. 

There was the urban coffee drinker at the table in the corner for seating for one and a half with the super thin lap top--cell phone on vibrate pretending to work while surfing the web for that extra special something. 

Then there was the couple with newly developed child & carrier on wheels that rolled in for that drip coffee while meeting their friend of tall double latte' status. Sitting beside the small group was the urban-folksy blazer t-shirt guy with espresso in hand.

All joining in to one accord of laid back music and one goal -- coffee. 

Its a great thought knowing that coffee can bring together all sorts of talents, groups & personalities that can last from five minutes at a glance or a lifetime of mutual enjoyment.