Being A Conscious Woman

“Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.”-Leo Tolstoy

As we approach the yearly day set aside to celebrate all the moms in the world, let’s extend love to all the women of the world! As we are born from our mom it is that aspect that we honor. We as women are sacred because we give life, we nurture and nourish. Our bodies are the temple to the children who choose us.  How have we forgotten our greatness? How have we forgotten our truth? How did  we become victims of a society that we as the temples of life gave birth to?

“Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.” –    Nora Ephron

Being an avid reader and student of life I find it extremely upsetting to be reading the stories of abuse, fear, guilt, shame and women that feel they are victims today because of their relationship with their mother. We are more than that when we accept our truth, live our truth and gather together as community.  When we share our stories, we heal. When we forgive ourselves, we heal. When we choose to forgive our moms, we heal. When we honor our moms because within we know they did the best they could, we heal. As a society of healed women our daughters will become the goddesses they are born to be.

“Go ahead unleash your INNER GODDESS today. Embrace all that FABULOSITY that is amazing you…”

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Recently, I attended a gathering of women with my youngest daughter that allowed me to heal from that which no longer served me. The simple pain of a mom who did the best she could because of her own mothers fears, allowed me to do even better. I chose to be a conscious mother raising my children. There was an intuitive guidance that I received! A knowing to love unconditionally because I was setting an example. I knew I was being watched. There was this inner belief of mine that I did not own my children and all that was required of me was to listen, support, guide, be present and there for whatever needs were required of me. Even today I have learned that they still need me to be there for them, to simply listen when they need to vent. Being blessed to also be a stay at home mom I loved every aspect of being a mom.

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I have been given the greatest of gifts by my children to know I did them well. I gave to them something that I did not receive from my mom but which I am aware today she never received  from her mom! I forgive myself for at one time judging her. Today, I forgive her for not being able to do as I needed her to do. I thank her for teaching me to be the mom I am today.

“A Goddess is a Woman Who Breaks The Mold. She’s Who She Wants To Be … And She Offers No Apologies.” -Lisa Marie Rosati

Life seems to be like a Ferris wheel that we all get on as women because of how we were raised. We need to know we can get off the Ferris wheel and remember who we are, not who we have been told to be. As a society we need to love our children especially our daughters unconditionally because they are also the mothers of our grandchildren! As a mother of two sons as well, I am aware of their love for me, and the tenderness and love they possess for the women in their lives. They will be fathers of my granddaughters that will be a goddess of tomorrow! I am witness to the fact that I have done well by them.

“It takes someone really brave to be a mother, Someone strong to raise a child, And someone special to Love someone more than herself. -Lilly

Ask yourself what example of love have you provided to your daughters? Has it been a conditional love of punishment and abuse or an unconditional love of joy, acceptance, support and encouragement! Release that which no longer serves you because it is not your truth. Share your inner being of love with your daughter no matter what it takes from you to release your fears. Be honest when you reflect on what type of mom you are when it comes to your daughter. Maybe it is time to forgive yourself for the choices you made in the past to connect with your daughter again.

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“Our daughters are the most precious of our treasures, the dearest possessions of our homes, and the objects of our most watchful love. -Margaret E. Sangster

Born in 1951 I am of the first generation that was not breast-fed due to the invention of formula. Could that have been the beginning of daughters separating from their moms. The relinquishing of truly being nourished at the breast of our mothers because society deemed it healthier to buy formula! I chose to breast feed my children and I am happy to see the young women of today returning to this simple true connection to their babies.

I believe we as women need to return to the belief that we are goddesses. We are perfect in the bodies we have. We truly possess a beauty because we are the temples for life. We must love our temples for we are setting an example for our daughters. There is no women’s body that is too skinny or too fat. Our bodies are beautiful no matter what shape they are in. My motto is to find that which creates freedom of thought.

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“Calm and still is the water, no birds are in the air, the sun rises slowly to its peak. Trees stand tall, ever so strong, love is never wrong.” -Linda Amato (1994)

I wish all the women of the world a very happy and loving Goddess Day!

Meditate! Pray! Journal!

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LA BELIEVES in LOVING LIFE

I am amazed and grateful for the powers of the Universe. Truly we all need to connect to the light within. I have travelled a journey that is filled with change, love, light and happiness. As a daughter, wife, mother and grandmother the choices I make affect those around me. I have always been aware that I am an example for others, especially my children. As I reflect on my childhood and the foods I consumed they seem to me today to be very basic. Milk, Cereal,Meat, Chicken, Lamb, Shrimp, Potatoes, Rice, Corn, Cold cuts, Applesauce, Ice cream, potato chips and chocolate chip cookies. Not a wide variety of foods. Almost forgot Nathan’s hot dogs were a favorite of my dad which we all ate.

When I met my husband, I fell in love with italian food. A change in my diet led me to become a carb eater. Now I did not become a brave woman who tried everything and ate everything but I did eat differently. I had an inner knowing of not drinking when I ate, not choosing to eat sauces on my food, which drives my husband crazy. I actually eat dry pancakes, french toast and most foods without additional butter, syrup or gravy. Mostly stayed away from fast foods except for the occasional hit back in the day. Never was a soda drinker which I find amusing since my dad worked for American Beverage!

Somewhere along this amazing journey I found out I was lactose intolerant and intolerant to other foods as well that I consumed regularly. Late in life, I introduced green vegetables and salad into my diet, began juicing and educated myself about organics and learned that we are what we eat. I became a vegetarian then I tried to be vegan. Well, my body was rebelling and I chose to listen and learn.

The following ingredients are in our foods that we eat and that we feed our children. As I am an avid reader and realize many do not choose to read because they don’t have the time I do or the desire I do! Please just read this and begin to read food labels and pay attention to what you are eating. If  you feel the need to educate yourself in anyway about the foods we consume, then please buy the book, The Food Babe Way by Vani Hari. Begin to eat Organic foods and drink Organic Milk today. If you want to know why these ingredients are unhealthy for your body and what foods your are eating that they are in, then you have to read the book, The Food Babe Way.

– High Fructose Corn Syrup
– Natural and Artificial Flavors
– Food dyes
– Caramel Color (class IV)
– MSG (MONOSODIUM GLUTAMATE)
– Potassium Sorbate
– Sulfites
– Monsanto Milk = GMO (genetically modified organisms)
– Carrageenan
– Canola Oil
– Peanut Oil with TBXQ
– Cottonseed oil
– Trans fats (partially hydrogenated oils)
– Artificial Sweetners

Please click on the link below to read my Article, Do You Believe You Are Eating Healthy?
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LA BELIEVES …

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Happy Holidays to All…

As I personally prepare for the holidays; shopping and wrapping presents, decorating my house and tree I look around at the beauty that fills my soul at this time of year. This past Saturday the snow covered the world as if I were living in a winter wonderland and filled me with delight. I trust and believe that there is a Divine Intelligence creating this beauty to behold. I reflect back on past holiday seasons when I was a child. The snow, music, wonder, and excitement filled with anticipation of the gifts on Christmas morning I can still remember. IAM very grateful for my parents who always made the holidays special. I try in my way to take what they taught me with my own children and now my grandchildren.

Christmas is all about the wonder in the eyes of a child. My oldest grandchild who is 5 told me that he received a letter from Santa and he was put on the nice list. He was thrilled! I have created in these past few weeks a date night with my two oldest grandsons and they fill my heart with joy. My husband and I pick them up at early in the evening and spend about 3 hours with them. It is a time that for me is planting memories for tomorrow. I told my husband that I hope that even 10 years down the road we are still meeting them for dinner and our special time together. Why not? 

For many I am aware of the grief they are feeling during this time of the year, whether it is a recent loss or a past loss in their lives. It is part of our life journey to love and move one. To grieve and feel sad, even depressed. Personally, I have grieved, I have lost but I trust that there is a process to life and that sometimes we must remember to give an open love unconditionally with those we share our life experience with so we have no regrets afterwards. Love is the Power we all possess to be given with an open heart.

There comes a time to forgive those we think that have created fear and pain in our lives and remember the good times. There had to be good times, I believe! We forget the fun times, the laughter and wonder of life and choose to get stuck in the end part of life. That those we loved are gone, but how did you get along with them when they were here is the question to be answered. What better time of year then this time when there is music, lights, gifts to be bought and food to be shared to reflect on happy memories.

We as a society take the fears, guilt, shame, lies and grief forward with us by choice when they need no longer be part of today. We need not forget but we can forgive only because what has happened cannot be changed. We are here to love one another unconditional. Sit in silence today and close your eyes for a few minutes checking in with your emotions and how you love who you are, then fill your heart with this love and send it to those you are missing. Breathe in saying “God!” Breathe out saying “Is!” You will be amazed at how wonderful you will feel!

Meditating, taking pen to paper, praying and reading spiritual books can calm the soul and relax the mind. Yes, it is a hectic time in general but it is also a time to give, forgive and be of service in some way. It matters most of all the love in your heart that you share with another.

Pray, Meditate, Journal

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My Inner Child …

Not all memories from growing up fill me with despair.

There was joy, I know there was. There had to be!

I smile as I sit here in a very small cottage on an island called Fire Island, New York. Paradise is the only word that comes to my mind! To get here you have to take a Ferry or come by boat. There are deer walking around  as the ocean roars for all to hear.  Most people ride bicycles to get from town to town and transport their stuff with wagons once they arrive. Owners with their dogs are everywhere. Hurricane Sandy did much damage and many ocean front homes have been washed away or destroyed by her fury.  Still, Fire Island is bursting with people who own homes, renters and day people who come for a day to bask in the sun.

In the past we came here by boat when our children were small and I dreamed of a house of my own one day in this magical land.  The Universe answered my pray and nine years ago my husband found what I named Heart Beat Haven! This small cottage is attached to a 5 bedroom house with two full baths, kitchen, living room, deck and an outdoor shower. This is the first summer the big house has not been rented. In the past we shared our ‘little cottage’ with our children, family and friends.  ‘Little cottage’ is little,  a room with a futon, sink, refrigerator and small back deck. A spiral staircase placed in the corner takes you upstairs to a bedroom and bathroom. Simply, Paradise!

I marvel at the memory of my childhood. A stoop to sit on or a walk around the block during the summer. On weekends maybe Coney Island beach or Rockaway beach by train.  The truth is I was happy with very little. There was a freedom in no school and a few chores to help my mom. Life was family, friends and simplicity. I was maybe 5 years old when we lived in Greenpoint, NY and watched fireworks on the roof top over Manhattan. We struggled with episodes of my dad drunk and my mother terrified of him but there were good times.  We had very little, not even a car but I never wanted for anything. Both my parents worked and today I know they did the best they could because look who I have become.

As a mom of 4 grown children and 4 grand babies I marvel the time we spend together from boating with my children every summer when they were small and now enjoying my grand babies as they jump for joy when a deer passes by them or comes by the deck to eat. My life has grown tremendously from taking care of a drunken dad, a fearful mom and a beaten brother. My husband has provided us with a life that is abundant by the grace of God.  We have shared our homes and our hearts as best we could.

IAM positive that if you asked my 4 grown children of their childhood you would get 4 totally different stories.  In my heart I know they were loved and given a life that I myself could never have imagined. May they take their childhood memories and treasure how we as their parents tried to give them all that we had never had! We love them as we were taught how to love. My husband has shared with our sons all that he loved; hunting, fishing, boating and building of homes. He has shared our daughters dreams and supported their choices.

We are such a different generation compared to today’s because they have so much more. Yet, I wonder about the lack of respect, the influence of society taking its toll on them. I pray their inner child is able to one day embrace the love, the joy, the laughter and take the lessons learned with an open heart. I believe the hardest lessons  in life is being true to oneself and to  release negativity and look for the positive in all situations. We are a society that have created this need to expect too much because we want so much more than our parents  ever had. There comes a time when we need to be grateful for the life we have, those we love and the air we breathe.

Pray, Meditate, Journal …

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As I look outside my window the beauty of Mother Nature expands my heart to open. I am extremely blessed because I live on the water  and every morning, day and night I embrace this awesome sight. The memories I carry in my minds eye of my children growing up here fills me with unconditional love for life on a whole. Now as a grandmother I get to see my grand babies fill with joy when they come here to go in the pool, fish off the dock or just watch the different boats and jet skis go by. My oldest grandson had his first four birthday parties here and starts with the first sunny day to ask if the pool is open yet? We have had many parties and celebrations during the past twenty-six years but the fondest of memories for me, is the quiet in the early morning as I ponder life looking at the flow of water.

Of course, during the different seasons of the year the view changes but in difficult times in life that I have experienced it was always Mother Nature that offered me a way to heal. To simply step out my kitchen door onto the deck and thank her for her beauty and let the sun fill my being, to read a book with a cup of coffee and know I  am nourished by these surroundings because I experience this beauty daily when I just sit outside or look out. The birds chirping, the ducks quacking, swans swimming by this time of year is a delight to all my senses and I am grateful to be alive!

I have respected her beauty and all that she offers me from a very young age. My father taught me to treat her with love and I have. I am tender with her as I recycle, have a water filter in my home, do not use bleach or harmful chemicals to clean and clean up after others whenever I see garbage, especially in women’s bathrooms. I don’t let the water run before taking a shower or while I am brushing my teeth, as well as buying recycled products such as paper towels and toilet paper. I also have this ache that settles in my heart when it comes to waste of any kind. Paying attention to the stuff in our lives and not throwing out good items of any kind but donating them to those in need who are less fortunate helps as well. Simple little rituals in life that we can all pay attention to daily to respect this great home we all share.

I wonder at times how can someone not pay attention to their surroundings? If you see garbage pick it up. If you use plastics, please recycle them, choose safe products to clean your home with not harsh chemicals that go down the drain into Mother Nature, especially in theses times now where Mother Nature, our Earth, our home is crying out to us.

May God continue to bless our beautiful Mother and give her a tremendous hug from all of us at this time of the year.

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LA. Believes

Today is my mom’s 82nd birthday! She has dementia! I have been wondering how is it possible to erase ones mind?

I believe that the fear, guilt, shame, grief and lies experienced on the journey of life begins slowly to erase that which is too painful to endure. Death which many fear simply because of the loss of a loved one’s touch, the grief of never seeing them or just the emptiness that comes with their physical body disappearing from our sight creates an ache that is inconsolable.

In my mom’s life experience as one of nine children growing up, at a very young age she was witness to death and grief as her siblings died one by one. Her mother wore her grief for everyone to see by wearing black clothes for her entire life, empty now and filled with pain because she was in mourning for her children. Laughter was not allowed because there was sorrow to endure. The ache that grew in my grandmothers heart would detach her from the living. Truly we are taught many lessons from one another as I have been able to learn.

My mom was taught well by her mom and never deviated from the lessons. Fear was her greatest class and she feared life to an extreme that devoured her own existence. First the incomprehension of a husband that was alcoholic and manic-depressant which terrified her and whom she finally ran away from, then her son and first born dying unexpectedly at 38 years of age by a drunk driver, her first grandson being murdered at the age of 23 and then her healthy husband dying of colon cancer 8 years ago. Today, I thank God that she has found a path of her own to continue to live without her fears. She is childlike now as she is cared for and plays dominoes daily! Clueless to who she is, where she is or what she has lived through.

Yesterday, though I was emotionally angry and feeling abandoned by her. I felt deep disappointment that she does not know me, my four children or my four grandchildren. She has missed so much and we have missed so much of her wisdom. I have dug deep within to make sense of this world she now lives in and delighted in the memories of moments from the past. I had laughed, cried, shopped, and walking holding hands with her. I had listened to her childhood stories over and over again, as well as the nightmares she carried from those years married to my father. I had journeyed with a woman I called mom and whom I loved unconditionally and still do. I am grateful to her and all I have learned from her.

Yes, I would love to share with her my becoming a grandmother but when I think back on my own childhood I never knew my grandparents but yet I know of them through her own stories. Mom, I promise you that I shall share your stories, your fears, your innocence with your grandchildren and great grandchildren. 

We are all here to love one another no matter what we assume another has done to us in any way or that which has created any form of pain. However, we all have free will to choose how we want to live and who we want to be. I choose to forgive, forget that which cannot be changed and love my mom as she was and how she is today.

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