Tuesday, October 18, 2011

You Are…

You are valuable.

You are lovable.

You are loved.

You are talented.

You are more than your past mistakes.

You are better than your flaws.

You are important.

You were created on purpose.

You are intelligent.

You are beautiful.

You are wise.

You are creative.

You are unique.

You are strong.

You are a woman who was created to make a difference in the world.

It’s time to live completely.

It’s time to love completely.

It’s time to be

Welcome to the Completely You! blog site!

Friday, October 14, 2011

3 Reason Why I’m Excited

E is for excited. NO, that’s not me in the picture, but she’s a woman with a laptop on her lap (like me at this very moment), and she’s excited! And so am I….I am VERY EXCITED, and I can think of at least three reasons why! Here goes:

1. It’s Friday. That’s always pretty exciting, right?!

2. I’m expecting a special delivery today. Not a stork kind of delivery. This is just a FED EX, USPS, OR UPS kind of delivery. I’m old school. I love getting cards, letters, and packages in the mail.

3. Last, but certainly not least, I am excited because next Monday  (if all goes according to schedule) will be the “move that bus” day for our new blog home. It’s BIG REVEAL time, and I’m soooo excited about it! If you believe I am excited about number one and number two, TRUST ME, #3 is the leader of the pack!

It’s been a long time coming, and it will be so cool to log on and see a place that “looks like me”. For those of you who used the “sign me up” email subscription button, your subscription will be moved to the new place automatically. If for some reason that doesn’t go off without a hitch, I’ll let you know. For those of you who subscribed via the WordPress “follow” button, your transfer may require a bit of manual labor on your part. 🙂 You may have to visit the new site and click “follow” again. I know, I know… I’m not a manual labor girl, either, but this is easy. I’m guessing you won’t even break a sweat! 😉

That’s all for today. Yep! Seriously!! 🙂 It’s Friday, so I decided to keep it light! See you tomorrow with yet another L post. No love this time, though…I don’t think….We’ll see. Until then….

Completely EXCITED ME,

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Thursday, October 13, 2011

T is for Trust

A few weeks ago I popped into a nail salon on my way home from work. I was over my dry, brittle natural nails, so I was in the market to buy some new ones. LOL… sounds so funny, but it’s true. I wanted a brand new full set of nails – pink and white solar they call them. Sucker is probably what they called me. Another way to get my money is what I call them, so we all had names for each other.

I didn’t have an appointment, so the first available technician scurried over to perform my requested service. After 2 or 3 hours of sanding and shaping, painting and drying, I was finally set free. Sadly, I wasn’t super impressed with the results. They were nice, but I’ve seen nicer. I’ve HAD nicer. To me (even after all of my coaching) they were still too wide, too thick, too square-ish (not square the way I like them), not to mention too darn expensive.

Here’s the kicker… I walked away with TWO fingers wounded in the line of duty – one on each hand. The technician looked at me with pity. I believe I even smelled the scent of disdain, as if I was somewhat of a wuss whose fingers were too fragile for her abrasive (and carelessly wielded, I might add), emery board.

Fast forward a few weeks, and my new nails are in desperate need of some time, love and tenderness (especially tenderness). With my ring finger on my left hand and my poor little pinky on my right hand still protesting from their last salon visit, I knew there was no way I could take them to the same place. I decided to take my digits and my dollars elsewhere. But where?

One of my girlfriends had already patronized one of the neighborhood salons, so I thought I’d give them a try. A male tech, possibly the owner, greeted me as I took a deep breath and crossed the threshold into the salon. I told him what I wanted, took a seat, we were off to the races.

About halfway through the process, my adversary – the dreaded emery board – made its first appearance. I know he was working on my fingers, but I promise you I think my toes and the rest of my body would have cut out of there if they could’ve left my little hands behind. Every muscle in my body seemed to contract in unison; my poor little fingers braced for what was expected to be more abuse.

I couldn’t take it. I politely stopped the man and told him, “Hey, I have not had a good experience with those, and I have the scars to prove it.” Like a little kid, I proceeded to point out my boo boos while sharing the sordid details of my last nail salon/technician experience. The gentleman listened patiently, still armed with emery board in hand and eager to complete the task at hand. After I finished pleading my case he looked at me and simply said, “Not me. That’s not me.” He quietly put his head down and continued to work.

Wow.

This really made me think. How many times have I repeated the stories of wounds created and scars left by people from my past? How many times have I opted not to trust someone in my present because of a past experience? I can tell you. Plenty! Sure there’s a place for sharing your story, and past experiences do offer wisdom for future encounters. However, when those experiences prevent me from trusting others, building relationships can get a little tricky.

I have not one scar from my visit to the salon, and the price didn’t pinch either.  Were my nails perfect? No. Can I see flaws? Sure, but nothing I can’t live with and probably things only visible to me. Still more nuggets of wisdom from my visit… That day I walked out with a two for one from the nail salon – my nails looked great, and I received a little life lesson on trust.

Completely ME,

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