Some Of My Favorite Things Part One

20.0 oz Folding Reusable Silicone Water Bottle

Reusable silicone water bottle is pretty self explanatory but I thought let's talk about it anyways. Other than this water bottle taking the place of plastic it also has great features. This product is heat resistant up to 392° F. It's non-toxic, safe and durable. By using a clasp or carabiner of some kind you could take this bottle everywhere. This includes school, work, exercising of various kinds and travel. This bottle is collapsible and it comes with a single silicone strap to make it smaller for easy transportation. You and your family will love it.

Reusable silicone water bottle is pretty self explanatory but I thought let’s talk about it anyways. Other than this water bottle taking the place of plastic it also has great features. This product is heat resistant up to 392° F. It’s non-toxic, safe and durable. By using a clasp or carabiner of some kind you could take this bottle everywhere. This includes school, work, exercising of various kinds and travel. This bottle is collapsible and it comes with a single silicone strap to make it smaller for easy transportation. You and your family will love it.

Elephant Necklace Infinity “Always My Mother Forever My Friend”

This beautiful Mother’s Day Gift is 925 sterling silver. It is great for those that are hypoallergenic. The chain is an 18+2 inches Rolo chain. Made to be comfortable for all mothers.   Elephant’s always have a big heart for their children; their love is greater than their memory. And like elephants your mother deserves to know how much you care and love her.

This beautiful Mother’s Day Gift is 925 sterling silver. It is great for those that are hypoallergenic. The chain is an 18+2 inches Rolo chain. Made to be comfortable for all mothers. 

Elephant’s always have a big heart for their children; their love is greater than their memory. And like elephants your mother deserves to know how much you care and love her. 

LED USB Electric Rechargeable Lighter

This electric rechargeable lighter is safer than a flame. You may plug the lighter in the car, computer and other devices. It is great to use when you don’t want to be close to the fire or candle. However, this device is not waterproof and will be ruined if you drop it into or allow water to touch it. If you protect it, it will last for a long time.

This electric rechargeable lighter is safer than a flame. You may plug the lighter in the car, computer and other devices. It is great to use when you don’t want to be close to the fire or candle. However, this device is not waterproof and will be ruined if you drop it into or allow water to touch it. If you protect it, it will last for a long time. 

Cold-Proof Warm Waterproof Gloves

These gloves are amazing for those you enjoy the outdoors, both in the summer and in the winter activities. The gloves allow you to use your phone when taking photos or videos and they have grips to help stabilize you during your activities.

These gloves are amazing for those you enjoy the outdoors, both in the summer and in the winter activities. The gloves allow you to use your phone when taking photos or videos and they have grips to help stabilize you during your activities. 

Outdoor Survival Watch With Compass

This watch was created for the outdoors. Not only does it tell time but it also has a compass on the side of the watch. If you forget your string or rope to tie down a tent or to secure camping gear this is the string that you may use. It will come in handy when you are lost, or in need to survive.

This watch was created for the outdoors. Not only does it tell time but it also has a compass on the side of the watch. If you forget your string or rope to tie down a tent or to secure camping gear this is the string that you may use. It will come in handy when you are lost, or in need to survive.

ENVIRONMENTAL ADVANTAGES OF REUSABLE WATER BOTTLES

The extreme increase in the use of plastic water bottles over the last 50 years has created an permanent ecological problem in the form of massive amounts of plastic waste collecting in our rivers, streams and oceans. Unfortunately, all this additional plastic is now leaking toxins into the water we consume.

plastic in landfills and littering the oceans are causing massive environmental issues

For both health and environmental reasons, many concerned consumers have looked for ways to reduce their plastic waste. Switching to reusable water bottles is a great way to do your part to help limit the plastic pollution crisis, especially if you are in the habit of carrying beverages with you. The temptation to use a plastic bottle, or to purchase a drink in a plastic container can be hard – they are seductively convenient! Once you know just how much making the switch matters, it might become easier. Let’s take a greater look at the impact of plastic water bottles.

From recycling to using paper bags instead of plastic, people have started to take on the responsibility of reducing their contribution to the plastic problem and benefiting the environment. Many have added another great way of reducing their plastic use – ditching the single-use plastic bottle for good and replacing it with a sustainable water bottle.

All of those empty plastic water bottles and other plastics tossed every day are creating some crazy environmental and landfill statistics:

  • Plastic waste, including bottles, kills an estimated 1.1 million marine animals per year.
  • 38 billion water bottles end up in US landfills per year.
  • Plastics require about 700 years to dissolve, meaning they accumulate rapidly in the environment and have negative impacts for centuries.

 If you’re into hot beverages, stop buying a those styrofoam cups of coffee or tea. Get yourself a reusable beverage container. Styrofoam cups are convenient because they are cheap and light weight, but styrofoam cups can have a negative human impact on the environment as well.

styrofoam containers and coffee cups are littering our highways, waterways and causing huge environmental problems

Americans have been reported to throw away 25 billion styrofoam cups every year. Styrofoam cups are non-biodegradable. Instead of breaking down completely overtime, styrofoam cups break into small pieces and stay in the environment for hundreds of years. This deadly substance is challenging to clean up. Styrofoam easily passes through waste collection systems and compile on land and in water because it is easily spread by the wind. Pieces of styrofoam show up in our parks, forests, beaches, oceans and rivers. The amount of single use plastic and styrofoam containers littered on our planet’s land and water is staggering.

Its time that individual people and business owners start working toward diminishing the environmental impact of plastic and styrofoam cups on their own. Together maybe we can make a difference. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.

Reduce Reuse Recycle and save the environment consumers are needing to benefit the earth

A Path to Healing

This world is full of courageous people doing their best to survive their current heart-wrenching reality and hope they get through it, only to face yet another one. This seems to be the trend for a lot of us, especially over the last several years. 

Being part of the coaching industry, I hear countless stories every day. They range across a wide scale from moments of triumph to heart-wrenching realities. One thing I have found amongst all these conversations is that everyone has faced some type of trauma.

Even though many of these people have done their best to heal themselves, they still struggle through those challenges all over again when different triggers show up, especially if they are visualizing those memories. There is nothing wrong with having these stories in your book. Transformation comes from putting these experiences to paper, but that doesn’t make facing those traumas any less difficult.

Women hugging for healthy healingDid you really heal yet?

I am currently working with a lot of people that are struggling with business, relationship and life struggles. Some of their stories shake me to the core, I often wonder if I could survive these similar situations, but then when I tell them my stories of survival, they say the same about my past. This reaction is completely normal; writing about these events, can be terrifying, but is an important step in finally starting the healing process.

The good news is that you are not alone! If you are writing about these darkest times right now, you are further along in your growth than you might realize.​

For some, healing may feel a long way off, but I have witnessed friends with some of the most traumatizing stories be able to heal and grow to the point of being able to talk about their lives in an inspirational way. Learning from your mistakes and not falling into the same situations, but actually changing they way you approaching life is essential for your growth and happiness.


I am not saying that I am a qualified therapist who performs miracles. I am here to share that these people, as well as myself, have done the work and chose to reconstruct their traumas into fuel to create the change they wish to see in their lives.​

Whether your taking a nice bath, enjoying candles, getting tarot card readings, getting out in nature or using other forms of self healing and there are a ton. Keep going, my friend. The trauma does not have to run the show. It can be a tool for you to create an immense amount of change, because you are discovering a deeper understanding for those who have gone through similar circumstances. Those people probably need your courage more than ever, so let them in and let the natural healing begin.

Don’t forget to take deep breaths. Take care of yourself through the process and trust that it will come together in perfect timing. Don’t forget to reward a job well done, even the little steps need to be rewarded.

Golfing Barefoot

April Fools or Bully’s Day

I don’t understand why so many people are pushing to stop bullying when there is a day dedicated to it, which is a national holiday. Why are we allowing a day of bullying, pranks and cruelty in these great untied states? I hate April Fools Day! Every year I fear and fret when its getting closer, its like torture waiting to see if I’m going to be a victim again this year. A victim of bullying on a day that it is allowed and celebrated.


In the online site dictionary.com it gives the definition of bullying as …

… a blustering, mean, or predatory person who, from a perceived position of relative power, intimidates, abuses, harasses, or coerces people, especially those considered unlikely to defend themselves:

or to harm, intimidate, or coerce (someone perceived as vulnerable).

Anytime I’ve been the victim of an April Fools prank, I felt harmed, intimidated and vulnerable. People picked on me, teased me and harassed me constantly, but when April Fools came around I got it ten times worse. So then, what is the difference in an April Fools day prank and bullying?


The Untied States claims that they are taking action towards stopping bullying, but then why is this still a holiday? In an article written on stopbullying.gov it states, “Bullying can have lasting impacts on everyone involved: the person being bullied; bystanders who witness the bullying; and the person who bullies others. “

I know my past has affected the way I see this unusual holiday, but for the sake of those who have been bullied, has PTSD or have violent pasts, can we please discontinue this stupid holiday! I would love to not be terrified once a year, every year. April Fools scares me and Halloween does not, what does that say to everyone out there.

Yes, I Am Moving Out

When a man says one thing, but means another. Talk about shredding my heart into tiny peaces, over and over again. I never knew that the heart can go from one extreme to anther in such fast succession, until just recently. I’m still shaken up and I have no idea how long it will take for me to get over this feeling of disrespect, abandonment and betrayal.

After years of abuse I finally found a guy, lets call him Ron, that I felt something romantic for. I thought that would be impossible as I’ve shut down my heart, scared to feel again and had pushed away every man that desperately tried to unlock my heart. I got used to being a single woman and convinced myself that I actually preferred it this way. Less chance of being hurt again. I thought Ron was different. He treated me pretty good, respected my mental and physical pain and was very understanding of the triggers that abuse had caused me to develop.

I worked on these triggers for years and actually thought I had processed through most of them. Having a man in my life made them real again and I was surprised that I reacted to some of them as quickly and as negatively as I did. I knew I still had work to do, but now I had urgency to complete the process, so I didn’t drive my new fellow away. Don’t get me wrong, Ron had plenty of baggage that he brought into this relationship, but he acted like he was pretty perfect already and really didn’t needed to work on them. In being responsible for my part, knowing that the older we get, the more baggage we acquire, I had to work much harder than when I was young to keep a good relationship a float.

With 60% of relationships ending once you’ve already been through a divorce the first time, can you imagine the odds at a 3rd relationship, a 4th, 5th or 6th relationship? I had given up, no more relationships for me, but then this guy inserted himself into my life and wouldn’t give up until I invited him into my life and my heart. Ron stood at my door crying, begging to be in my life, desperately trying to convince me that a relationship with him would be different, better than what I have had in the past. How could I resist that?

He had convinced me that he was dedicated to making this relationship work and I was hopeful to finally have a man treat me with kindness, so I let him move from his tiny rotten, shell of a place to my large beautiful home. We had worked on several issues, enjoyed many events and went on many adventures and I felt closer to him than ever. It had been several years and I felt we were finally getting to the point where we were both on the same page, wanted the same future and was going to continue to build this relationship. I trusted that we would always communicate, discuss our issues and work things out together. Ron was so convincing that I actually felt we would be together until death do us part.

A surprise? How exciting, my man has never surprised me before and I was thrilled that he finally stepped up his game and was going to do something to show me that I was his beloved. He picked me up at my office and drove me over to an old. ugly, small home with a terrible weed ridden yard. I was surprised for sure. I thought he was just looking to buy it for a rental property, so I was trying to be supportive and encouraging. I went through every room with him, we talked about what room looked the best, what furniture would look good, what could be done with the yard. The whole time I’m wondering what I’m doing there and why was it a surprise for me?

I then discovered that, this fellow of mine, actually bought this house, site unseen, no research done and paid way too much for it. Ron started moving his stuff over immediately and with fervent effort. Every night after work he took van after van load over, working until way after I went to bed. I kept asking him if he was moving out, but he responded with trivial babble, manipulative words and confusing messages over and over again. Sometimes I felt he wanted to be together, others it felt like he couldn’t get away from me fast enough. The emotional roller coaster ride was overwhelming my physical pain. Over and over I begged him to communicate with me, tell me what he is feeling, what he wants and if he still wants to be in a relationship with me. There were many moments that he was treating me rude, snappy and made me felt as if he wanted me to get on my knees and beg him to stay, to kiss his toes and be submissive to him. I’m not that kind of girl, so finally I asked him to just be straight with me, “Are you moving out? Yes or No.”. His response was, “Yes, I am moving out.”

Excuse me? No discussions. No indication. I had no idea he wanted to move out, but when I asked him about it he mentioned that he expected me to move over with him. I had lived in my home for 15 years, put at least $50,000 into it and planned on living here until I died. Now, out of the blue, with no warning at all, Ron expected me to move to a home that is smaller, ugly as a cow walking backwards and leave the home I raised my daughters in, worked tirelessly to restore and spent a lot of sweat and tears living in. I tried to explain to him how devastating this could be for me, how many triggers he just set off, the feeling of abandonment he has created in me and what a roller coaster of emotions and physical pain that he is causing me. He didn’t seem to care, wouldn’t listen to reason and kept moving his things over, night after night, until nearly everything he owned was located at the new house.

Over the next week or so, he kept asking me when I’m going to move my things over, what size of a dresser did I want over there, what color would I like the house painted, etc. I kept reminding him that I didn’t plan on moving over, but he just ignored my words and kept up his act. If I felt secure, confident and felt like I could trust that we were going to still be a couple, I actually wouldn’t mind finding a home together, discussing where we wanted to live together, what style house we want to live in and how much we would like our payments to be together. Yet, now, after all of this abandonment and betrayal, I have no belief that I we are even a couple. I felt like we had digressed back to just being friends, there was no romantic inclinations from either of us. At this point he was ignoring me most of the time and I was letting him. The disturbing part is that I didn’t mind and welcomed the extra solitude he was proving me.

Ron spend his first weekend at his new house and while there he thought I would be yearning for him at home, anxiously waiting for his return, begging for his touch when he returned. He was disappointed to find out that it didn’t take me long to rediscover myself again. I start doing things with my friends again, working on myself and actually being happy again! The stress levels decreased ten fold while he was gone. What a splendid weekend, the best I had since he moved in several years ago. Of course he didn’t like that much and started questioning my every move, who I was with, how long we were together, what we were doing, etc. It was Ron that caused all of this new freedom of choice for me which set me free and I was so grateful.

After all of this happened, this fellow made great efforts to get back on my good side and fix the relationship, yet he still has a new, very large, house payment now and feels it necessary to spend every other weekend there. He often begged me to go with him and stay at this house, but I decided that on his weekends away, I got to plan on going and doing the things that I used to love to do; be productive, enjoy nature, take care of chores and home improvements. His decision to trick and deceive me has been the trigger for me to increase the value of myself, my life and my future, with or without him. Suffering with is bad decision and not having the courage to discuss with me how it was affecting him, he ended up moving permanently into his house. A new start for both of us. I still love him and always will, but new beginnings are often exactly what we needed.

Sleep Deprivation to Rape

I’ve always had a difficult time sleeping and often have experienced physical, mental and other types of medical issues due to sleep deprivation. Not getting the proper amount of sleep makes my body shake, my brain buzz and my accident ratio goes way up.

I’ve been to many sleep specialists, none of which could determine the cause of my severe insomnia, so I have tried pretty much anything I’ve discovered and a few things that others discovered for me. Eastern and Western medical treatments at first, then moving on to energy healing, stress reduction, natural and holistic approaches and so many others. The more I tried to sleep, the harder it was. My average nights rest was 4 hours, often going several days with no sleep at all.

I finally decided to start on Ambien. I researched the side effects and knew what I was getting into, but after a few very close calls with my health, I decided to proceed, just being cautious and as aware as I can be about Ambien. My doctor agreed that this was my last hope and gave me a prescription.

My first dose was awesome. I fell asleep before I was even ready, but I got the best sleep that I ever remember having and woke up refreshed and happy. Unfortunately, I haven’t had a does since then has been as effective.

I was always very cautious to only take Ambien when I was home and going to bed alone with my door locked. After a few years, Ambien alone didn’t do much for me, so the doctor added a muscle relaxer and high blood pressure medication. Most nights this combination works pretty good, but I still have a few sleepless nights. I accepted that I will never get all the sleep that I needed and was fine with that, just part of my life that I get to accept, but then I got married and things changed.

When I did research about Ambien, I discovered that this drug is also used as a sedative to get girls to loosen up and have sex, with no memory afterwards. The perfect date rape drug. No memory, no crime.

My new husband took full advantage of this side effect and started forcing himself on me after I passed out, usually 2 to 3 times a night. I would end up with scratches, bruises and nightmares as he wasn’t gentle and loving with his love making. After I finally figured out what was going on, I approached my husband and asked him to please stop doing this horrific act. His response was, “I’m your husband, I can do whatever I want to you”, and he continued to rape me over and over again.

It took me awhile, but I finally decided that I didn’t deserve this kind of behavior and decided to do something about it. I asked my husband to go to couples counseling with me, not mentioning the rape issue because I knew he wouldn’t go if I did. After the psychologist visited with us a few times, she asked if she could interviewed both of us individually. We agreed. She interviewed my husband first. When it was my turn she told me that he indeed, was purposely rape me, that he was mentally disturbed, to get out and run, never look back, because he is going to kill me.

After a lot of fighting, we ended up getting a divorce, but the abuse didn’t end there. He was a master manipulator, who enjoyed turning my words around to make me feel guilty for letting the rape happen in the first place. He was also very vengeful and destroyed tens of thousands of dollars of my personal property, he nearly got the psychologist’s license revoked and left me with a lingering mistrust of all men sexually, in love and relationships.

Fast forward to today … I really struggle with my boyfriend. If we end up having sex after I’ve taken Ambien, I freak out and before I realize what is going on, I’ve accused him of rape. Even though I know he would never do this to me. My boyfriend is a kind, soft, loving soul that would never do anything on purpose to hurt me, so when I get upset, he really gets hurt and I feel guilty and miserable. He knows what happened to me and is understanding, supportive and sympathetic.

It’s been many years now, I’ve been working on this baggage desperately trying to get back to my fun loving self. Slowly I’ve been able to process some of these feelings and will continue to process, but I believe it will be several more years before I’ve dealt with these sexual assault PTSD symptoms. The truth of it is, that I may never fully recover.

Let Go of the Rules

I can’t tell you how freeing it is, how happy you can be and how peaceful your life will be if you just let go of all those beliefs that you were forced to believe when you were a kid. All of those little things your parents told you, taught you, forced you to believe in religion, home, life and all because their parents did that to them and their parents and so on and on.

Its not easy to shed these layers upon layers of negativity and stress, believe me I know. So many stories, religious beliefs and some other persons personal be beliefs were embedded into my head, when I was young, innocent and trusting. It truly felt like they were my own, but they weren’t. These beliefs were my parents, my grandparents, friends, siblings and teachers.

It took me 50 years to figure this out, to understand fully that I need to take a step back and decide for myself what I really want in my life, what I personally want to believe in or not believe in. That I need to let go of all those rules, baggage, emotions associated with the beliefs that I decide not to have in my life anymore.

It took a lot of deep processing of feelings, embedded to the core of my being. Almost like black sludge was sticking to my insides. There were hundreds of layers that I needed to get through, look at and decide if I want this in my life or if I’m going to let it go. It wasn’t as simple as that either. Sometimes I needed extra help from light healers, energy healers and the support of trusted friends and loved ones.

This support had to be with people that I knew would tell me the truth, no matter if they thought it would hurt my feelings or make me mad. Sometimes, actually most of the time, it did. I allowed it to, I allowed myself to feel and express those feelings as fully as I could or I wasn’t able to get it out of my way. This whole process wasn’t cheap, it wasn’t easy and often I didn’t want to push myself through it, but I’m so glad I did. I feel so much lighter physically and emotionally. I feel less drama, less rules and so much happier.

I still have a lot more to go, but a lot of the deeply embedded beliefs are finally out of my head, out of my life and not causing emotional breakdowns, no more outbursts nor negative drama and my depression has reduced greatly. I have a feeling, when I get all of this finally processed and out of my life, I won’t have any depression at all. All of those beliefs were causing me to have a toxic environment, as I would judge others for not having them and cause drama whenever they came up. Which is what they originally were designed for, to keep me on the path that others choose for me, not one that is mine and only for me, my destiny of sorts, if you believe in that sort of thing. Everyone has their own path and should be able to choose which direction in life that they want to go.

Over half of my life was spent trying to please others, trying to keep them happy and not step on their toes by abiding by their rules, their belief system and choosing myself last. The feeling of physical pressure was real. I literally felt as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, with every release of turmoil in my soul, I felt more peaceful, my soul was lightening and finally shedding the darkness that was attached to it for so long.

Don’t give up and allow others to rule your life. You deserve better. You deserve more. You deserve to have a life of peaceful, loving existence. Don’t forget to hug those you care about. Hugging is a great way to reduce stress, release negative feelings and revitalize your energy levels, so you can carry on and love yourself while processing. There is so much good in the world. Find your space, your place that makes you feel at home, where you get an energy boost.

For me, this is in a highly wooded forest, with lots of greenery and running water. The natural feeling and increased awareness is very powerful. I don’t bring any electronics, as they feel like they are sucking the soul right out of me. I come back out of the woods refreshed, revitalized and ready to take on the next challenge.