How about adding a little WILingness to your Life?

Hi All!wilingness01

I’m pretty darn excited!! I have a real live website now with a real live logo and everything! And to use Wil’s words, I did it ALL BY MYSELF! The website is www.WILingness.com

I even created a fun, upbeat short 45 second video introducing my son, Wil! Head over to Wilingness.com and check it out! I just know it will leave you with a smile!

My writing over the years has found it’s way to a central theme, which is opening my eyes to the power of small miracles all around us, and I only discovered them when I had the WILingness to see them. (clever, huh?!)

Sooo, this website will have some blogs you’ve seen before, and lots of new upcoming ones, all with the central theme of “WILingness.”

Now that I have the video thing figured out, I’ll be doing some of my blogs via video podcast. It’s big girl time now! 🙂

I’m only just getting started, but do me a favor and stop by to check out the VIDEO, LIKE Wilingness on Facebook, and SHARE and/or comment away. And I have a page on this new website titled WHY WILINGNESS if you are still confused about the name 😉

Thanks for checking out www.WILingness.com!!! Your comments are requested and appreciated!!

All the best,

Christie

 

Alcoholism and Intuition

There is a lot of alcoholism in my family, and I have had a hard time making peace with my own drinking over the years. I have enjoyed a glass or two of wine every night. It relaxed me, and is something just for me in a life of being a caregiver to my family.

For some that is a lot, for others it is not enough, but the point is, is it ok for me? And, I decided it’s not. I have too many past feelings and emotions surrounding alcohol. I’ve discussed it with Matt, and because he has not dealt directly with alcoholism, he does not understand my fear of one or two glasses a night. He is supportive, but cannot relate. What can these few glasses hurt? I drink responsibly, so why can’t I allow myself this? That makes perfect sense, except for the nagging feeling within me that it’s not ok.

I’ve learned, over the years, and especially with raising a child with more needs, a lot about self-care. It is a must. I also have learned to shut out other people’s “Shoulds” for me, and listen closely to my intuition and follow my own direction.

So, I decided to stop this glass a night drinking. I will still enjoy a few cocktails with Matt on the weekends, but the habitual week days, no. So, on my last shopping trip, I did not buy any wine. I admit it was hard. I had grown to rely on that glass for my relaxation. But, I know, to quit a habit, and be successful in sustaining it, I must put something positive in its place.

I heated myself some decaf tea, stirred in a big, sweet spoonful of my neighbor’s homegrown honey, took a cozy fleece blanket outside and sat on the back porch. The cat hopped up on my lap, and her purr motor was very lulling. Soon, Wil found me outside, pulled his wagon out of the garage, full of toys, and he pulled it around the yard singing to himself.

Positive reinforcement for kicking a habit? Hell yes! This experience is exactly what sat right with me deep down.

No matter what anyone else says or does, living at peace with my inner self and beliefs is what fulfillment is really about. There are no if, ands, buts or shoulds about it.

So, I raise my favorite tea mug from my back porch to yours, and I pray we all find the strength to bring forth the joy within ourselves to live the lives we personally choose to live.

Shine on in your own way, every day. We are worth nothing less.

life_is_good_half_full

Makin’ it Happen

I woke up this AM without that usual get-up-and-go. I looked out the window and there was a heavy fog, the perfect excuse to feel sluggish and let the day happen to me.

I lead-foot it into the kitchen, thoughtlessly pour grounds into the coffee maker, and then, I go straight to the drug I know I must take to infuse some energy into this soul.

I look at them all splayed out in front of me without much emotion. I have many, in varying colors and sizes, and I randomly note how some of the smallest can pack the biggest punch. But, right now, I really don’t have much of a preference, I just know I need one now, so I quickly make a choice, and plop down in a chair with it.

I open it randomly, and look down to see my usual underlines, starred passages and earmarks on the pages. My mind is still a blank. I glance over at the coffee pot. Why didn’t I fill that stupid thing last night? This is going to take F O R E V E R!

I look back down, and start to read, with not even an ounce of enthusiasm. The only thing that doesn’t stop me from reading is the fact that I’ve been in this place before. I know what my day will be like if I stop now, so I give it some time. As I read on, I start to feel it, the smallest spark starts to make itself known.

Soon, that spark builds, expands, and in a short time these words are not just letters on a page. They are emotions, images and feelings! I may have read these verses over and again, yet their fire never fades. I allow the energy to course through my veins and penetrate that stubborn brain of mine, diffusing the withering thoughts. The world needs me to be an empowering light, not a selfish slug so easily affected by all that is around me. I am filled with enthusiasm and I haven’t even been caffeinated yet!

Oh, yeah, coffee! I glance over, and the pot is completely full. I realize it has probably been sitting that way, unnoticed, for quite some time, when it seems only seconds ago it was a frustrating, eternal drip.

I bounce over, grab my favorite mug, pour myself a divine cup of that lustrous, ebony brew full to the very tip-top, and savor that first sip right on the spot.

I saunter back over, coffee mug in hand, sit back down with my book, and set that steamy cup right next to it, filled with contentment.

Outside my kitchen window, the fog has lifted and the day has brightened. Time will progress and unfold in it’s many predictable and unpredictable ways, as is it’s nature to do so.

And, as for me, well, I am ready to happen in my very blessed way right along with it.

tea time

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