How do you spell PHEW!?

PHEW! That’s how. 

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IMG_7631You know the word you say when you almost got hit in the head with a softball at the game last night, but it grazed by the side of your beautiful head? Breezing through your golden locks. PHEW!

Or…the sound you make when you were just about to graze the side of that fence with your car and at the last mili-second, you stopped. And pondered: “What the heck told me to stop right then?!” PHEW!

Or…you slowed down on the freeway just in time to see a police officer. Or you decided NOT to fly through that yellow light as the car in front of you gets caught on camera. PHEW!

img_8873Or…when you make it to the top of that glorious hike. The view and the sweat are worth the steps and pain! PHEW! 

Or…(ok, one more) Or…the moment you pop the question to the love of your life and she says, “HELL YES!” PHEW!

What is your PHEW! moment?

Phew literally has a definition! I didn’t know.

Phew means: “to express a strong reaction or relief.

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As you read in my last blog, It Truly IS,  I put my stud of a dog, NEO, down in April. It truly was the hardest time in my life to date. And writing this wonderful blog was the last thing I had the strength to do. I thank you, for those who recently started following me, for understanding, as a writer, or as a human, the need to take care of ones self and not force the flow.”

“You can’t force the flow. I want it to be my inner most creation built on the precipice of movement. Not crammed within the lines of expectations.” –Muthle Fiberths

 

IMG_6573I also want to share about the (excuse my language here) “Mind Fuck” grief is. I am a therapist, as most of you know. I have been trained in grief. I studied grief in grad school. I work with Marines, and military who have experienced grief more than the average person could understand. However, until you experience it for yourself, it is a crazy, hard, confusing experience. Have some grace on yourself if you are going through it now. And look for guidance as you let the process happen.

My PHEW!.. (insert here.) 🙂 PHEW! I made it to OCTOBER! I made it through this challenging year of loss and gain. The yin and yang, right?

Here is another PHEW! for me:  I landed my first teaching job! I am so excited to share with my Still Playin’ With It Tribe: I have been hired to teach Positive Psychology at a university! Aw, people! Just follow your dream. Wiggle your way in. Even if you don’t think you have what it takes or the experience, trust yourself. Be resourceful. Pray. Leap. WHATEVER it takes so you can have your, PHEW! I nailed it! moment! Because you deserve to live the life you want to create! (I share, too, as a root to the reason I may not write as often in the next few months as I flow into this new season…)

every-journey-starts-with-one-stepSssssshhh…Hear that? It’s the voice in YOUR soul. It’s gently whispering. Waiting for you to find the strength or courage to make a small step forward towards that dream of YOURS!

And, ONCE, you make that FIRST step…you can say:

“PHEW!!!! I DID IT!”

YOU did. No one else but YOU! Now! Go! Create that PHEW!

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“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

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It Truly IS

“Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you.” – Walt Whitman

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Hello and Good Day Still Playin’ With It friends and family!

As you have all seen, or not seen, I haven’t written in four long months. A beautifully orchestrated chain of events has had my heart and head consumed.

Let me start by saying a little apology. If you recently started following me and I dropped the ball on enticing you, or allowing you to see my bliss, I am sorry. For those steady and consistent readers and lovers of Still Playin’ With It, I am sorry for falling of the face of the internet for a season without telling you. However, like most unforeseen time warps, I was lost in the shuffle.

IMG_7712See, I had to put my best friend, Neo, down in April. As much as I would like to say I saw it coming with his age and signs of decline, it was the hardest event of my entire life. He was my rock, my best friend, my boy, my walking partner, my closest ally, my constant. He new by a look I gave, or the mere energy in my body how I was doing or feeling. It has been over 4 months now, and I still tear up with just the briefest thought of him. Let alone a long or short conversation about him. Neo Laser, I love you and miss you every moment of my day.

The cycle of life has been so present the past four months. Death and Birth. Old and New. Peace and Grief. It all comes to us throughout the seasons of our lives. What is passing in your life creating space for birth? What relationships need to be pruned to allow you to move in to a new chapter? What stamp do you want to put on your life passport to show and prove to yourself that you can do it? **(Now is the time you actually stop and ponder these questions and perhaps do a bit of writing to process it all.)

Like all great loves, you take a risk letting them in knowing one day they will go. It is inevitable. Whether by decline of the physical body or loss of the connection in spirit and emotion, ALL relationships evolve and end at some point.

“To love greatly is to risk greatly.”-Terrence George Craddock

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As I sit in reflection of the past four months, I stumble across pivotal moments throughout the past three years when I started Still Playin’ With It that mirror my experiences this year.

Two years ago I ventured off to Bali…alone, wide-eyed and ready to see what she had to offer. What a journey. My words from Look What I Found are as poignant today as they were then. Please take a moment or 8 and read the passion of my journey inward and abroad.

“When reflecting on your history and being the only TRUE scholar of your past, by definition, inquire and therefore gain knowledge through investigation. The memories, visions and interpretations of your history go through your brain like a train on tracks. Those dark winter months of your personal history drove you forward, naturally, to the next season. Being lost helps you gain sight. Courage intertwines with fear. Freedom stems from letting go of old shit. Your history, the good, the bad and the ugly are synchronizations of a perfect, absolutely perfect journey called YOUR LIFE!” –Look What I Found!

So often we venture off to find what we always had inside. The loss of a dear friend pushed me to dig deep and see what was all around me. Like solo traveling does to so many, it invites you to dig deep amongst the strange feelings and people to find your inner strength.

As I want to keep this one short and sweet, I will leave you with this…As I cried and said Hello to my dear buddy last week at the park where we rolled around almost daily, I heard him so clearly say this:

“I am here to help you cry, Mommy. The thought of me helps you release emotion and tears from many other places in your life that don’t feel as deserving. I am always with you to help you feel and safely express that energy.”

Who are what are you using to express emotion that needs to flow? The loss of a pet? The loss of a relationship? A death? Why are you stopping those energetic balls of salt water to flow?

Like I did with Neo that day, thank the person, situation, or event that is allowing your body to purge the emotion and possibly the tears that want to be expressed. There is NO SHAME in feeling.

Still Playin’ With It tribe: Thank you for all the love and support. Thank you for reading and always asking with genuine curiosity and excitment when my next riff will be out. Here it is with more to come!

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“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

 

 

 

Encore! Encore!

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Good Day Still Playin With It family! 

I usually end my blog with the above quote. Today, I am starting this blog with that quote because it has become a foundation for the last two years of my life.

IMG_7266It’s Still Playin’ With It and My 2 year Anniversary! Yes, it has been two years since I started the adventure in blogging. Holy Hell! Two freakin years! I remember sitting at Starbucks on a sunny March morning in 2014, setting out to study for my licensing exam. Then, like the amazing procrastinator I am, I started a blog instead. Ha! Best A.D.D. decision I have EVER made.

Blogging, for me, wasn’t ever about blogging. Blogging was just a silly word to me that represented a time in history where computers and social media had become the go-to front for people to hide behind. I am NOT speaking of all bloggers. I am generally speaking of the way people have grown accustomed to hiding behind a keyboard, cell phone or computer screen. Feeling courageous when typing, and not when talking. Feeling invincible when clicking, scrolling and tweeting behind the safety net of the web. Yes, it is a web. A confusing, convoluted web of isolation and fear. Ok, rant over. (natgeo)

So, I decided that my blog wasn’t going to be about hiding…but about showing up to the world. Being honest. Being transparent. Being Perfectly Rebecca. As James Clear states: “To Lead at Scale.” It was a way to get out of my journal and into your head!

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I get the most compliments from readers thanking me for being real. Could you imagine living your life any other way? AHA! I felt a little squirm in you when I asked that! Because WE ALL do it. We hide behind a text message. Experience life behind a screen. Conceal our true emotions, feelings or ideas from your world in order to…to what? Well stop that shit. Make eye contact. Oh! Here is an idea…Dial a string of digits on that keypad and actually use your vocal chords to talk. Be bold.

IMG_7272In all honesty, blogging was an amazing opportunity to show and tell my life as I grew, stretched and got OUTSIDE my comfort zone. Leaving the “comfort” of a difficult relationship and tip toeing my way along the ledgies of the unknown. I knew it would be the perfect storm of life lessons for US ALL If I was honest about it. And I was.

All of these were full of F.G.O’s. Yes, fucking growth opportunities. Despite the back drop of the Indian Ocean in Bali, The ruins in Rome, the pain of the Grand Canyon, the liberation in Zion or the Marines that fight for this country, my life and YOURS is full of lessons to be learned. Along with a choice. A choice to Dig Deep or to isolate in the blooming. I mean, I was and still am Still Playin With It. Still Playin with life, lessons, love. What are you Still Playin With?

IMG_7051Still Playin With It, two years later has been a way for my life to inspire yours. My means of leaving a little fairy dust of inspiration or continuous wave of encouragement. A ripple effect long outlasting the short moments you share with me. I want to show up in my world and leave a lasting effect. Hence the world of blogging for me. Maybe a word or a statement from my heart leaving a little impression on the life of my reader.

IMG_7261Aw! The Encore Effect! Right?! 😉 Have you heard of this idea or this book??  As the name implies, The Encore Effect is what happens when you walk away from someone and they want some more. A standing ovation suggesting: “Wait! I want some more of that!” You impact people merely by being YOU and that leaves a ripple whereby they can’t  wait for more! A yearning. A longing for more of what you left in their presence. A crop dust of enticement. A little sprinkle of power to welcome back the people who are ready to dive in. Do you want to leave that effect on people? How can you? What do you leave behind?

Two years ago I wrote A-WAKE. I re-read it today and it rings as true then as it does now. You WILL leave a path behind you. You will leave some sort of impression…

“What will your wake of existence be? Will you allow for a chemical filled jet stream to be your source of forward momentum? Or will you look behind your path, behind your life and see a wake of impact? A wake of ripples, whether large or small, that give people an opportunity to believe in the possibility of empowerment? That was my choice. That was my option. I chose to be and have a wake-effect, a small ripple in my sea of influence. My imprint.”A-Wake 

Thank you for reading me. 

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I love, love, love you all. May this next year be one where we all stand and applaud YOU for taking a leap of faith, forgiving someone, setting a goal, achieving it, blessing a life, or hugging your person. Be here now. And know, that you are perfect.

“All she wants to do is, all she wants to do is dance. And make romance. (Oh, and change the world btw.) That’s it. 

Love, Rebecca 

 

Kisses

“We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do.” Mother Teresa

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Good Day Still Playin With It Posse!

I riffed last time in: It’s A Bird! on being your own Super Hero  and how you can be all you desire! From a brilliant power pose to using your mind to create those powers! Remember? Did you take a moment to reflect on your Super Hero List?

Thank you for the feed back on this blog. I was tickled to hear how it inspired you and made you think and even feel POWERFUL!

IMG_3177Super Heroes don’t live simple lives do they? Or do they? I imagine Wonder Woman had a part of her that went home and had a sexy, simple dinner with her man, or watched the sunset with her best friend…

This morning I have been inspired by the simple things. Someone once said to me, “It is the simple things I love.” (Twaves) I think we have all heard this before. But as I, myself, pondered the statement, I was taken back to what the simple things are in my life. AND I am grateful for the people that remind me of this important aspect of life.

Some of my favorite simple pleasures are:

IMG_4627Coffee, Fro Yo, Quarters, bike rides, holding hands, making eye contact, candles, exercising, sunsets, airplane mode, long drives, music, corn tortillas, making dinner with the people I love while we chat and discuss the day, Sylvia, connection, beer, the view from my spot, my tree, my heartbeat, water, pillows, fuzzy blankets, high fives, funny movies, getting off the grid, fist pumps, a phone call with my parents and friends in Oregon and around the World…

What are the simple things in your life that you can go to to make you smile? Write them out and have them accessible. In those moments that we are staring at that “ledgie” 😉 wondering what is next…come back to YOUR BREATH, then to the MOMENT, then to what you have at your fingertips right now that will ignite that feeling of worth, and gratification.

IMG_8921The most impactful simple things are within the moments I share with the people in my life. The above picture is a prime example. As I jogged around Gili Trawangan off the coast of Bali, I ran past these gorgeous local women. All it took was a smile and a high five to bring joy to ALL our faces. Like a little smooch to our hearts. 

As Mother Teresa quoted above, we never may know what a smile does to a soul, but we can be assured of one scientific FACT! The mirror neurons we hold within our brain, will contagiously cause an effect and a chemical will be ignited that WILL bring some sort of positive effect on the other. Like a little kiss to the brain. IMG_6976

As I hiked Potato Chip Rock last week, I set the intention to smile at everyone I passed on the trail…and everyone smiled back! Like a little peck to one another’s soul. It can make the next step of the climb a little better.

I share these moments with you to remind you that you have it ALL within you. I know you hear me say that a lot because it is an unbelievable, at times, TRUTH!  I just said it to one of my Marines yesterday! Practice the simple things and the “big” things will come.

“A little ember is still a fire.” -Rebecca Laser

Within the moments we share and experience is breath. That simple, yet highly complex mechanism in our bodies is the true life source of our creation. Breath is so sweet and such a gift. Yes? Check out this riff to see how I explain the power of Kicking Ass through YOUR breath…How to Kick Ass in One Easy Step.

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The woman to my left is an amazing super hero in my life and finished her first ever 5-k! Talk about an honor to watch that simple Sunday morning exercise become a blaze within her! I am so proud of you, Goddess!

 

What little kiss can you bring to your life today? What little smoochie can you give to another through a simple act of life…I dare you.

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“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

 

It’s a Bird!

“It’s not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me.” -Batman

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I NEVER thought this topic would cause me such an immense vortex of ideas. My little mind has been swirling with this theme for a month now. So I am just gonna GO FOR IT!

I have had numerous heroes sit in my office the past year at Camp Pendleton. I was raised by two Super Heroes. My brother was ALWAYS Superman. Everywhere we went when we were kids…he had his cape on.  IMG_6027

How many of you have a cape? A sword? A saber? A wand? I know you do. Somewhere in your stash of costumes lies a powerful Super HERO weapon. An item that when you put it on or hold it…you feel POWERFUL! You feel a little MORE than you felt the moment before.

A disguise. A way to feel more powerful while possibly hiding the part of you that you don’t like? Or are you SO powerful you are afraid to share this with the world in fear of rejection, or “bragging”? God forbid you share this powerful side of YOU with all you see and touch? Do we need to disguise our POWERS to not intimidate or make others feel less?superhero_04“Oh SHIT! There you go Rebecca Laser! You can’t just keep it about Super Hero powers and comic book legends?! You gotta go DEEP?!”

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YEP! Still Playin’ With IT! Right? I wouldn’t be the best ME I could be without CHALLENGING YOU! You’re welcome. 😉

So, back to a disguise. A disguise literally is defined as: “a means of altering one’s appearance or concealing one’s identity.”

IMG_1174Why conceal your YOU? YOUR POWER! Why disguise the BEST parts of you to minimize your YOU? POWER POSE, right?

So what is it? What is your super power? Or one you want to improve? IF you are actually reading this I want you to STOP RIGHT NOW. Well, read this part…haha. Don’t just speed read to check this off your list. Take a moment, a minute, a fucking few seconds to allow this to be a vehicle to learn from, build on and tap in to that SUPER HERO within! Ok. Read on.

“You will find only what you bring in.” – Yoda

YOU will find only what you bring in. And I would add to the wisdom of Yoda, suggesting, that you already have it within. You must find, mold and refine it. That powerful spot in your core where the energy flows within you. IT IS THERE. 

Experiment: Take both your hands right now and place them on top of each other on your lower abdomen. Breath in. Breath out. Feel the strength inside increase as you focus on your power house. It is truly about connecting to your inner Yoda. Your inner Batman. Your inner Super woman! Do it NOW!


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“Use your feelings, Obi-Wan, and find him you will.” -Yoda

IMG_5839BE COURAGEOUS! A true warrior is courageous enough to be who they truly are.

Luke Skywalker had to focus and believe in his power to truly ignite the force. He focused. He got frustrated. He pushed through. He conquered. Are you ready to ignite YOUR force?

I believe you are. It has been an utter theme in my practice in 2016. ALL my clients are ready and willing to get off the merry go round of complacency! A little ember is still a fire.

khaleesiSo I ask you this: What is your WHY? Your why is surrounding you. What is driving you? What is the force within you? What part of the epic Hero’s Journey are you on? Remember the Hero’s Journey I spoke extensively on a while ago? CHECK IT: Hero I Go

HAVE YOU ACCEPTED THE CALL?! ARE YOU FOLLOWING YOUR BLISS? These are radical questions that Joseph Campbell brilliantly describes in his Hero’s Journey. Check this LINK for more understanding. DO IT. It is worth it. This WILL inspire you.

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“Heroes are made by the path THEY choose. Not by the powers they are graced with.” -Ironman 

Super Hero List:

What is your power stance?

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What will you do and why?

What is your theme song?

What is your Super Duper Name?

I challenge you to think about your Dubyas again this week…in regards to the Super Hero within! And as always, let me know your thoughts and how this impacted your life today!

“Why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.” -Batman

YOU ARE POWERFUL AND AMAZING! I SEE YOU!

LOVE, REBECCA

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“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Dubyas

“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.” -Viktor E. Frankl

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Happy 2016 Still Playin With It People! Stop the New Years Resolutions right now! Please! For the love of all that is good. Stop thee: “what will be in a few months” and think about what is NOW…In the space between. I wrote in Rock the Vote back in July of 2014 about this moment in time…the space between what will be and what was. This perfectly precise space to discover your self, your bliss, and your next courageous leap.

Your next ninja move is housed in this magical fortress: The Space Between.
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As I reflect back today, January 10, 2016, on Rock the Vote from July of 2014, I decided it is too perfect to not reiterate right NOW in this Still Playin With It moment of THEE Space Between. Please Enjoy!
ROCK THE VOTE- July 24, 2014…
You all know, if you read me diligently (and I thank you from my depths, if you do) that I love definitions of words. They carry strength.
Between by definition: “in the period separating (two points in time.) 
Two points in time…what is in between two points in time? NOW. This “Between” is my current residence. But, I am going to be the Mayor of this fucking town and call it: FOR-NOW. Who is ready to buy some land and plant some crops in FOR-NOW?  Prices are amazingly LOW because no one wants to live here…currently. So I will take a breath, look around and know that this space is exactly that: FOR-NOW. 
  IMG_3082The magical land of FOR-NOW, between where you were last and where you are going…can be scary, to say the least. It can hold an energy of confusion, and or fear. Those fearful moments don’t add to the amazing process we are experiencing in the Space Between. Your free floating thoughts may sound like this: “I’m lost!” Impossible! “I’m stuck!” Nope. “I’m stranded.” Never! “What do I do now?” Be Here. 
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My Space Between is filled with inquiries that I don’t have an answer…FOR-NOW. They are evolving. My current habitation is rich in development, so, I sit patiently. Well, most of the time. What will unfold? What and how will I move into this next chapter? Who will I meet that will have a specific purpose to teach me something radical? Or vice versa?
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 FOR-NOW is a space for letting go of control. Allow yourself to open your eyes and mind to all that is in this space. And then, settle in. Snuggle yourself into the depths of this cozy, warm, perfect place…a truly exciting place to see what is brought to you! Are you with me? Or are your insecurities and ego getting in the way of what is? Stop for a moment, right now and ask yourself that exact question. Allow the answer to come…
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A tool to use for this space: BREATH! I think of meditation within the context of this space. The space between in meditation or prayer is that “place” you go where there is no time. Where there is no space, people, things…just your breath…and YOU. Link to How To Kick Ass in One Easy Step, where I talk about this practice of…breathing.
IMG_0525 And of utmost importance, my FOR-NOW abode is not my FOR-EVER. Nor is yours. That is an important point to make very understandable and clear: FOR-NOW, does not mean FOR-EVER! Life is a becoming. Let your life become what it is to be through this space between.
IMG_7371As Mayor, President, CEO, and Soul-Proprietor of the beautiful city of FOR-NOW, I promise this to you, dear citizens: YOU can take complete solace that the unclear will become clear, the unknown WILL become known, and the fog will lift. Then and only then, will your investment multiply!
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Who is ready to admit where they are and invest in this ocean front property?
(END ROCK THE VOTE ENTRY)
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As you ponder what 2016 will bring, STOP and ask yourself instead about the 5 Dubyas
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Who will you Be?

Who will you free?

Who will you see?

Who are you to become?

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What will this day bring?

What will you feel?

What will you sing?

What will you heal?

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When will you KNOW?

When will you believe?

When will I let go?

When will I achieve?

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Where are you?

Where will you stand?

Where will you go?

Where will you land?

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Why will I go?

Why will I stay?

Why will I know?

Why will I pray?

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How? 

Aw, the Hows!! Those are my favorite…kind of like smiling! (Twaves) 😉

You will “HOW” by BEING HERE NOW! (I am a poet. And I know it!)

That is it. Presence. Awareness. Trust. Faith. And bringing the people in to your path that allow you to do just that. You all know who you are in my life and I am utterly grateful.

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“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

 

Poppin’ Tops

HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE  

STILL PLAYIN’ WITH IT TRIBE!

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I am taking a moment to LOVE YOU this morning! As we embark on the festivities of this eve, I trust you will have an amazing time partying your face off and OF COURSE taking a moment to reflect?! 

“Yeah Right, Doc! I will be making out with my hot midnight date that I met at 11:52. Or utilizing my dance moves to gain some momentum.” 

Understood. I am not naive. But a girl can dream…

HERE IS MY HOPE FOR YOU AT SOME POINT IN THE EVE…

Enjoy a moment. A second. Just a fleeting breeze of an experience to reflect on:

WHERE YOU ARE RIGHT NOW IN THIS MOMENT?

That is it. No need to go back, we will do that tomorrow. 😉 Or think about your goals for 2016. We will do that Monday. Instead, just take a moment to be PRESENT. To BE PERFECTLY YOU DOING EXACTLY WHAT YOU ARE DOING! FREEDOM!!!!! Experience the folks you are with and the feeling in your heart. Can you do that? I know you can.

BUT WILL YOU?

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Whether in: San Fran (love you Natgeo) Sydney (love you JH!) Okinawa (LT. FGO) My family and friends in Oregon. My favorite Swedes (love you boys!) My gorgeous Anna in Australia. Or my readers I do not know by name in Qatar, Slovenia, New Zealand, and the other countries and cities around the world that this platform I love is reaching:

May YOU bust a move and reflect on the radness (is that a word?) of THIS MOMENT WHEREVER YOU ARE. Super Radness!  

Mostly this morning, I would like to salute the hundreds of Service Members still on the ground in Iraq and Afghanistan, I THANK YOU! And the millions of others that are on our home front and on U.S. soil serving in the numerous ways they do: THANK YOU!!! And for ALL the veterans that have served in the past, whether a week ago or 50 years ago: THANK YOU!!! I ask that my readers take a moment to reflect on their freedoms. The sacrifice you all make daily is the reason I do what I do. Semper Fi.

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NOW GO ROCK THIS EVENING AND HAVE A FUCKING BLAST!!!!!!!!!!!!

In respect and love, ❤

Rebecca

“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

 

Mewwwwwwy Christmas!

Merry Christmas Still Playin’ With It Posse! 

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My utmost gratitude to my Still Playin’ With It Family and Friends! Thank you for all your support and love along this amazing journey of mine in the world of BLOGGING! Dreams come true people. Period. Don’t ever forget that!

From: Your thoughts becoming things. To the power of your mind and heart to create your reality. And all that “WOO WOO” psycho babble I talk about ALL THE TIME…

Please don’t forget the most amazing part of this:

YOU ARE YOUR IT AND YOUR ALL! YOU ARE PERFECTLY YOU. RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE. DOING EXACTLY WHAT YOU ARE DOING. BEING WITH THOSE YOU ARE WITH. WORKING WHERE YOU WORK. PLAYING WHERE YOU PLAY. LIVING WHERE YOU LIVE. LOVING WHO YOU LOVE. 

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I BELIEVE THAT 2016 IS GOING TO BE YOUR BEST YEAR YET. DO YOU?

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LOVE AND MEWWY CHRISTMAS,

REBECCA LASER: YOUR STILL PLAYIN’ WITH IT GURU

“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

Cheeeeeeeese!

“Flying starts from the ground. The more grounded you are, the higher you fly.” J.R. Rim

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Hey there all you amazing readers of Still Playin With It! I am utterly humbled each week when I see hits coming from countries throughout this world. This week I have seen Slovakia, New Zealand, Brazil, Qatar, Slovenia, Singapore and Italy! Even though I may not know your face, I know your presence. I am thankful for each one of you. I hope Still Playin With It has inspired you to move.

IMG_2888Last time I riffed about being the dancer doing YOUR dance. Did you create your playlist of your life? I know my dad did. And if my 70 year old amazing father can create a playlist to his life…SO CAN YOU! (I love you, Poppy! You are my heart. You are my hero. You are my light.)

If anything, I hope you daydreamed about what makes your heart skip a beat. Or pondered what makes you FEEL. Or considered a moment in time that inspired you to move. Or delighted in a memory from your past that brought a smile to your face.

IMG_5422Did someone say SMILE? Smilings my favorite! >>(Waves) Smiling is a magical experience. Not only does the brain fire chemicals that make you feel good. It also floods the observer with similar chemicals in their own brain! What?! Neurons that fire both when we observe and when we take part in an action are called mirror neurons. When we see someone smile, mirror neurons simulate our own smiling. A simple view of another person smiling triggers a whole series of changes in our brain and autonomic nervous system. Let alone a sweet visceral response that may change someones day.

Take out a note pad right now and write our how you feel when someone smiles at you? What about that cute guy at the gym? Or a stranger at the bus stop? That little kid at Walmart? Or the president of your company? Smiling has impact on the masses and it can change someones day. It can alter their outlook and situation. I promise. Try it.

IMG_0739EXPERIMENT TIME…You know how I like my experiments! When I first moved to Carlsbad I went down to the boardwalk and decided to test this fine little city. I smiled at EVERYONE I saw to see how many I got back. AND EVERYONE I SMILED AT SMILED BACK. Life’s Rad in Carlsbad. Next time you go somewhere…and that will probably be today, try smiling at everyone you see. Make INTENTIONAL eye contact with them and SMILE! See how many you get back.  See how you feel. Watch it. Observe it. Feel it. (I am excited for you!)

This week: I want you to Dance. Then Smile. Then feel the jams within you! Then…Take Root! Move those limbs around and then feel them root into the majesty of your life at this moment. After you shake IMG_3264your shit up, take a breath and feel the vibe. Then imagine that vibration rooting down into the ground, into the Earth. Watch it. Experience this energy tackling the battle you are in. That is why you see me do this all the time>>>>>>>
It is a powerful and grounding position. Open to the world yet grounded into the Earth! And you know I am SMILING simultaneously. Fucking trifecta! Send me a shot of you doing this Rebecca Laser Power Pose! Prove to yourself that you have it ALL WITHIN YOU.

Oh! And Segways! Segways make EVERYONE SMILE!

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Move! Be Present! Look Inward! Look Outward! Seek! Find! Search! Stop! Go!

For god’s sake Rebecca Laser! What the hell do you want from me?

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I want it ALL from you. ALL THEE ABOVE PEOPLE!

Yes, I want you to create your dance and move! I also challenge you to be inspired by your situation, your circumstance, your pain, your F.G.O’s! I want you to take hold of your life and make small steps to achieve a feeling you have been longing for. Maybe it is simply to smile again. You can do it.

Lastly, who makes you smile. Who in your life ignites a response in you that creates a curling effect to the sides of your mouth? Go BE WITH THEM. Allow your Mirror Neurons to fire and PLAY! Love and be Love.

These Babes…I love you. Thanks for making me smile.

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Next week: The Power of YOUR Roots.

Love, Rebecca

“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.”-BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

Rock With Me

“When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It’s to enjoy each step along the way.” -Wayne Dyer

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Welp, this wraps up my Birthday Week. And what a magical week it has been. From the onset of November, I have been stoked with little nuggets of blessings. From the Goddesses that enlighten my soul, to my marines digging deep. From movement of my spirit to movement of my body. From overcoming obstacles in my mind to conquering “ledgies” on a golf course. 😉 (Waves) From being open to receive to giving the gift of love in a smile to a stranger, this month has been a true gift.

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If you have been a part of Rebecca Laser’s life, I thank you for the continued love and admiration. If you are reading this, then you ARE a part of my life; An integral part of one of the biggest adventures of my life: Still Playin’ With It. I am in continued awe of this platform for MOVEMENT! A movement of knowledge, truth and more than anything, a platform to PLAY! Thank you for being my play mates.

“YOUR MOVEMENT. YOUR ADVENTURE. IT IS WITHIN YOU. SAY YES!” -Rebecca Laser

bad-badder-the-bad-world-tour-billie-jean-michael-jackson-19013348-873-955What makes you wanna move? What makes you feel the most? For me it is music. It is the soundtrack of my life that elicits the movement of an emotion. Whether in my living room, at a bar, or in the hallway of my shop at Camp Pendleton while I show my Marines that this MFLC knows how to “Dougie.” Busting out a little rhythm always makes my heart vibrate a little more and makes me smile. Shit, even if just to ignite a smile on my face or my audiences, I FEEL more. I feel better. My friends don’t call me D.J. Bexlove for nothin’!

I encourage most of my clients, marines and friends to try hollering while in their car at the top of their lungs. Get some of that stuck energy moving. Maybe it is an angry yell. Or perhaps an excited “YEW!” Either way, it gets the blood flowing and the possibly pent up feelings moving! To boot, try busting out a dance move in your car. And who gives a shit if some random stranger sees you. Remember, it will more than likely make them smile. Consider it your Random Act of Kindness for the day! 🙂

For my birthday this year I gathered a group of amazing women in to my home.  I gave them a soundtrack to my soul…

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“Rebecca Laser’s Feel Good Mix”

  1. People Everyday (Reprise) Arrested Development
  2. You Rock My World – Michael Jackson
  3. Jive Talkin’  – Bee Gees
  4. Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough – Michael Jackson
  5. Sugar – Robin Shulz
  6. Loud Place – Jamie xx
  7. Ocean Drive – Duke Dumont
  8. Rock With You – Michael Jackson
  9. Stolen Dance — Milky Chance
  10. All About the Bass – Meghan Trainor
  11. The Way You Make Me Feel – Michael Jackson
  12. Don’t Call It Love – Zero 7
  13. Killing Me Softly With His Song – Fugees
  14. She’s Gone – Hall & Oates

YOUR STILL PLAYIN’ WITH IT CHALLENGE FOR DECEMBER:

1. Develop your own “Feel Good Mix”

What songs evoke a response your body has been longing for? OH! And PLEASE SHARE with me! I would love to hear what the Soundtrack to your life is! You can email me through my blog, leave a comment or through my website: www dot Rebecca Laser dot com.

IMG_2724Are you a Brick House? An Electric Slide? A Macarena? Or a slow dancing sexy mama? Do you Swing? Do you Square? Moonwalking Bad Ass? Robotin’ Queen? A Cupid Shuffle fool? Shakin’ the Harlem? Bring it!

I SEE A “DANCE OFF” PARTY IN MY FUTURE…and YOURS!

Be the dancer doing YOUR dance. What moves you?  

Love and Play, 

Rebecca

“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”-Benjamin Franklin

 

Straight Trippin’

“The big question is whether you are going to be able to say a hearty YES to your adventure.” – Joseph Campbell

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“I get up in the morning looking for an adventure.” – George Foreman

…Dedicated to my Marines and their families. Semper Fidelis.

I’m straight trippin’!

Seasons are changing. Chapters are ending. Life is continuing. Tides come in and go out. The sun rises and falls.

As I sit to write this a.m., I recognize the anguish in my spirit. The agony is that there is a tremendous amount of feelings and experiences within me I want to share with my readers. I have learned since starting this gorgeous platform for a movement, that no matter the amount of feelings, lessons and knowledge within, it cannot be forced. It must be a gentle delivery of bliss.

I identify with writers that are honest. I feel those that are congruent and authentic, in words and actions.

I have hopefully taught ya’ all that art is not forced. It flows. IMG_5193

“You can’t force the flow. I want it to be my inner most creation built on the precipice of movement. Not crammed within the lines of expectations.” –Muthle Fiberths

Not only art, but also the life you love and desire to be in the midst of. If a relationship is not serving you, prune it. It seems like a theme in the lives of so many of my clients and friendships this past month. Why FORCE a relationship to be what it is not? Attempt to take a step back and peak in to the FLOW of your connection with that person. Is it there? For you? For the both? I am not just speaking of your romantic partnerships either. I am speaking of friendships, as well.

IMG_8396The Bible speaks of a gorgeous metaphor of the Vine and the Branches in John 15.  It speaks of god cutting off every branch in you that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit is pruned so that it will be even more fruitful. Such as the sweet rose bush. Be courageous enough to prune the “branches” in your life that aren’t bearing fruit. More importantly, prune the “branches” that are causing pain, disconnect, and sacrifice of your true self.
The theme this morning: What is your Dharma?

DHARMA: In one definition or philosophy is:  “the path” or “the way.”

OR: Dharma could also be described as the nature of “what is” and in Buddhism.

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Look inside yourself right meow. 😉 What is your Dharma? What is in your life? What way are you heading? How does it feel to be in that relationship? At that job? What is next…are you living your truth?

Living your Dharma means living in your true purpose and personality! Whoa. Think about that for a second. Your TRUE PERSONALITY? Could you identify what your true personality is when asked or sought from within? (Great article on Dharma HERE.)

Circling back to my statement of enjoying writers that are honest and congruent in words and actions, I IMG_8062
confess that my words speak to my soul as I hope they speak to yours. Sometimes, I write what I need to hear or be reminded of. Am I a perfect sage on the pathway to enlightenment? HELL YES!? ( 😉 ) But guess what? SO ARE YOU!! With that awareness and power comes the recognition that we are all doing the best we can with what we know. And what we know is only about 7% of our total conciousness. I will share that with you next week. Ok? Am I perfect? By no means. Do I cuss? Fuck yeah, I do.

If there is something that you are forcing within your life and within your pathway, I would challenge you to take a step back and ask yourself if it is serving your TRUE PERSONALITY and purpose. Even the small awareness of this space and thought is powerful enough to cause a movement.

YOUR MOVEMENT. YOUR ADVENTURE. IT IS WITHIN YOU. SAY YES!

“”Newton’s First Law of Motion states: “An object at rest stays at rest and an object in motion stays in motion with the same speed and in the same direction unless acted upon by an unbalanced force.”” –From Winner Winner Chicken Dinner 

You are Newton. Now move. 

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“Adventure is not outside man; it is within.” –George Eliot

Where is your adventure leading you? Be the dancer doing the dance…

Until next week…I love you. I am you. I see you. 

-Rebecca

Bringin’ it

 

 

“Any great warrior is also a scholar, and a poet, and an artist.” -Steven Seagal

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If you read me often you know I bring it. I bring it raw. I reflect YOU. I speak truth to the best of my conscious ability…so I flow…I riff…I create…with my Warrior Poet love…

This week I stumbled upon some inner knowledge I knew was there but haven’t fully understood. The picture above is of Khaleesi from Game of Thrones. That picture basically describe what I am speaking of:

IMG_1562A ” Pixy Fairy Warrior” in the midst of a militant population with the air of war. And I love it. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. Because this is my purpose right fucking now. My act of service is to give my love and Fairy light to all I am with and see.

“I see you. I see me.” -From Imatard. Uatard. Avatard. No matter the outer appearance or garb I wear, I am a reflection of you at my core.

This heart of a warrior disguised and embodied in the form of a fairy brings up some major energetic incongruence. But guess what? AWARENESS is the key element to this life of yin and yang. Ups and downs. Confusion and grounding.

Step 1: AWARENESS!download

Step 2. Continued Awareness

Step 3: Celebrate being AWARE!

“I am aware!” (Right Lt. FGO?! Love to you in Oki, woman!) 

I think the peace in my situation comes through this compassionate knowledge. Understanding myself as I have “sifted in to me” the past three years has made the ride a little more comfortable. You can read a little of my story in my dear friend and guru’s book: Yoga: Midlife Pain Relief Secrets  at Catherine Mazur dot com.

e10f95343460f41db1743bda37dcd1ceMy words in print! Seeing my words in print has made this lil’ Pixy Fairy Warrior’s heart burst into a tornado of fairy dust!

As I show up daily and check in with myself, I am able through my own INNER and OUTER AWARENESS, to know who I am, where I am and what I am longing for:

My Tagline: Rebecca Laser: Travelin’ the World and Kickin’ Ass. 

My Mantra: I will write. I will travel. I will teach.

My Pixy Fairy Warrior Philosophy: I will reach, teach and empower people to live this life to their full, desired and optimal ability.

Utilize my tagline, mantra and philosophy as a template to create yours. Share it with me at Rebecca Laser dot com or through this cute little blog I have. If you are a new reader, please read my first riff to get a little insight into me and Still Playin’ With It.
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And Remember…

Zion: YOUR World to Come! Create IT!

Stepping in to the unknown can be, well scary, to say the least. What is next? Who will be there? How? What? When? Whether by pure exhaustion or the monotony of their current circumstance, I often experience people finally ready to explore their WORLD TO COME. And get out of their own way! They are ready. Ready to stop the feedback loops in their mind. Ready to dig deep. Ready to sift more in to who they are to be in their NEW WORLD TO COME!  – My Afflatus

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“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”

-Benjamin Franklin

 

My Afflatus

Dedicated to those that have “showed up” in my life. Especially my clients and Marines, ready to do “the work.” Because of YOUR life, I am inspired. You are my afflatus this morning…(EK, JC, Lt. FGO, FL, CL, MS, JK, AZ, LA, SB, LB, on and on and on…Thank you for trusting me.)

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“You hold the paint palette of your canvas. Create it from your heart. And like the trekking at Angel’s Landing in Zion, one step at a time, speak your heart’s truth to your mind. It will hear you. It will concur with your heart’s whisper. I promise.” Excerpt from Buckle Up!

IMG_3371ZION! ZION! ZION! This word or place or metaphorical afflatus (look that one up!) has been whispered in my ear for the past two months.  If you look up Zion on the world wide web, you may find a few different definitions, translations and ideas on what Zion is, means and was historically. I am going to stick to the basics of what I have found. Or of what I liked. 🙂

“Zion” can be looked at as:

THE WORLD TO COME. 

IMG_3957If you are a diligent Still Playin’ With It reader, you know about my adventure in the Grand Canyon with my folks which ended in a very scary and unforeseen accident where my father fell and severely sprained his ankle. The hours to follow were inspiring and courageous. If interested in this WILD story, check out Namaste Grand Canyon. From the premature end to my travels in the Grand Canyon, I stepped in to ZION National Park ready for my WORLD TO COME.

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Stepping in to the unknown can be, well scary, to say the least. What is next? Who will be there? How? What? When? Whether by pure exhaustion or the monotony of their current circumstance, I often experience people finally ready to explore their WORLD TO COME. And get out of their own way! They are ready. Ready to stop the feedback loops in their mind. Ready to dig deep. Ready to sift more in to who they are to be in their NEW WORLD TO COME! It is the biggest gift and honor in my life to do this with YOU!

“Life lesson: Small steps lead to GREAT and significant accomplishments! Even in the midst of fear, take a step.”- From my blog DIG DEEP PEEPS 

I will hold your hand. And heart…

IMG_3163One of the ways to DIG DEEP is by “showing up” (in my office, in your life, in your heart) prepared to step in to the “cave you fear to enter” as Joseph Campbell wittingly coined. As well, most of you know, I stepped in to this cave post separation from my ex-husband over three years ago. These pivotal moments (divorce, heart ache, loss of job, person, life circumstances) act as points of reference to take a leap in to YOUR WORLD TO COME!

IMG_3169This “cave” or the precipice of change, and/or letting go, circles us back to the Hero’s Journey and the “Call to Adventure.” Right? Here is a link to my blog on the Hero’s Journey. The Hero’s Journey has been a significant afflatus in my life since my leap. If you haven’t read or learned about Joseph Campell’s “Hero’s Journey”, and you want to be inspired, please watch Finding Joe on Finding joe dot com. Or Itunes. 😉

“We all have the choice to make a decision that may be detrimental to our growth, yet provides momentary satisfaction. Or make a decision that provides painful growth and possible discomfort, yet is the ultimate reward. What will your decision be?” – Excerpt from Hero I Go

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Well, I think it is time for YOU to hear this:

Stop blaming. Stop being a victim. Stop making excuses. Dig Deep. Show up. Be courageous. And if you need a little push, or a soft prod, ask for support.

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Now, Let’s GO! 

Accept your call to YOUR ZION! It is YOURS! THE WORLD TO COME! How exciting!

Love, Rebecca

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“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” Benjamin Franklin

I AM A PATRIOT

Dedicated to those that were lost in the midst of 9/11 and to their families…

Day of Remembrance

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Today is 9/11. All over the Globe people are remembering where they were the moment it hit. I was sitting in the cafeteria at Mira Costa College with my girlfriend after Oceanography class.

I have posted one special blog of mine a few times throughout the history of Still Playin’ With It. The spirit of “Service” is a true reflection of not only my heart passion to serve back but a true witness to what can happen when you set a goal and believe in your dreams. The essence of my bliss is felt when read, I hope. And more than that, I PRAY it is contagious.

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I would ask that you take a moment to read or re-read it today. I also would ask that you would take a moment to think about what it is in your life you want to create and how you will give back to someone in the process of this creation.

May the dreams you are creating be a true reflection of your bliss.

May your power be strong enough to catapult you towards the beginning. 

May your essence be a lens focused more inward than out. 

May your passion start a fire that is contagious. 

May you find fuel in the efforts of another.

May you take pride in each and every step. 

May you find stillness in the discomfort.

May you find COURAGE in the JOURNEY! 

May you find YOU. 

“I want it to be my inner most creation built on the precipice of movement. Not crammed within the lines of expectations.” -R.L.-from I believe IT is coming

LINK TO “SERVICE”

IMG_1467Lastly, please share with me what you are committing to do, or of an ember that caught wind…

LET’S START A REVOLUTION OF DREAMS! A DREAM REVOLUTION BABY! WHO IS WITH ME?!!

“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” Benjamin Franklin

Metamorphic Creations   

“Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.”

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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…and so it flows…

I stepped on to the trail yesterday morning. I realized I haven’t trekked around a lot since my adventure of a lifetime in The Grand Canyon and Zion with my folks back in June. If you haven’t had the chance to read NAMASTE GRAND CANYON, please do. It is a story of my metamorphosis and the true understanding of this process. This recognition was the vital ingredient of things coming full circle in my life.

Circles can make us dizzy if we don’t focus on and ground ourself in to the actual experience of them. Let’s go…
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We, the “humans”, know of shedding of skin when we think of snakes, or the cycle of Ecdysis. Did you know that a snake about to shed is referred to as being “in the blue.”  (The metaphors of this. A writer’s muse.)

“Normal shedding is a necessary process for growth in snakes (and in humans) and is highly dependent on numerous factors with the most important being good nutrition and proper humidity.” (www.peteducation.com)

  • What are you feeding your body, spirit and mind?

snake_picture_113We even stop in bewilderment when we stumble across a snake’s skin that has shed. Sometimes, I admit for me, it is in an energy of jealousy. I want to be at the end of that “in the blue” phase; gorgeous, sexy and feeling good! Process done! No discomfort! We all know this is where the true growth comes. We grow the most from things that stretch us the most, right?

The good news is we do shed our skin…daily.

  • You have roughly 1.6 trillion skin cells. Of those billions of skin cells, between 30,000 and 40,000 of them fall off every hour. Over a 24-hour period, you lose almost a million skin cells. (How Stuff Works dot com.

“OUCH!” doesn’t even really align with the true experience does it? You don’t feel your skin naturally sloughing off. It is a natural part of our evolution. We don’t fight it. We don’t argue it. We simply let it be. Aw, you all know where I am going with this, huh?!

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Yep. Just as our physical bodies shed skin as a protective strategy and/or a way to make room for a new gorgeous layer, so does our spiritual and emotional bodies.

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Molting of our spiritual, emotional and experiential bodies can be uncomfortable. It is a process. It takes TIME. And the courage to NOT RESIST IT! Don’t let it scare you or keep you stuck. It is all a natural cycle of metamorphosis. Metamorphosis is only painful when we resist it. Is this even possible?

As you read and possibly feel inspired, I ask you this: What in your life is shifting, changing and preparing you for the shedding? Can you shift your perspective and understand it is a natural part of growth? Or do you want to stay in the victimhood of the growing pains? YOU HAVE A CHOICE! 

Life cycles. We ebb and flow in to a new existence. Sit in it. Don’t force the flow or resist the change. It will complete itself. It will create. You are the creation.

Taking full responsibility for your own well being…And in the spirit of change…

In great expectation,

Rebecca

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“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” Benjamin Franklin

 

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“If YOU can dream it, YOU can do it!” -Walt

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Dedicated to Garry Alesio: one of my biggest fans. Thank you for your undying support of me following my bliss…I love you, G! Now it is YOUR turn!

A year ago this weekend I set out on an adventure of a lifetime that is STILL with me today: A SOLO trip to Bali, Indonesia.

When I told my wise friend “Natgeo” that a year ago this weekend I set out for Bali she said: “Reflection and Retrospect.”

So, I looked back at my blog from a year ago when I returned home from Indo. The last line of the post was:

“We grow the most from things that stretch us the most.” -Unknown

Geez. How congruent is that still for me today?! And for YOU?

It is wild and powerful how time soars by. In my reflection and retrospect this am I thought of a few things: IMG_8921

  1. Who? Who has touched my life along the way? And to whom have I had the honor to do the same?
  2. What? WHAT did I experience and push through? What pushed me? 
  3. Why? DON’T ASK!! 😉 Reflect and possibly ponder, but some things we may not understand…don’t force it, right?

It has been terribly uncomfortable for me to not write on a weekly basis on Still Playin’ With It. As those of you whom have stayed with me on this revolutionary journey of becoming a “writer” you all know that I was diligent and spot on with regards to my goal of writing one blog per week for a year. Well, I did it! And I am proud, yes! Since then, with life’s hiccups, new adventures, and new opportunities, I have chosen to not force the flow like I wrote last week in I believe IT is coming:

“As I have contemplated, searched for, and judged myself for not writing the past 6 weeks, today I remember why:

YOU CAN’T FORCE THE FLOW! 

I want it to be my inner most creation built on the precipice of movement. Not crammed within the lines of expectations.”

(As you can tell, it is REAL altercation in my homeostasis to not write weekly and sit in the presence of this choice WITHOUT judgement!) Good lord that was such a “therapist-y” thing to write! AND I LOVE IT PEOPLE!

As well, I think all these experiences and lessons I am learning are part of the perfection of Still Playin’ With IT! I mean the TITLE of my blog alone states the obvious! Aren’t We All still playin’ with something in our life trying to figure it out or attempt to stay the course?

I continue to believe with the utmost of certainty that WE are responsible for our own well being. I am living proof that if you set with intention, your goals, dreams and desires, THEY WILL COME TO BE.

This I challenge you TODAY…

WHAT WILL YOU CREATE THIS WEEK IN YOUR LIFE?

HOW WILL YOU CREATE THE SPACE TO DO SO?

WHAT MAY NEED TO BE ELIMINATED?

HOW WILL YOU CELEBRATE THE VICTORIES…EVEN THE SMALLEST OF ONES?

LASTLY, IF WE TRULY GROW THE MOST FROM THINGS THAT STRETCH US THE MOST…HOW WILL YOU TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF IN THE MIDST?

In celebration of courage, strength and commitment to myself and to YOU, Please read the blog from Bali below or simply scroll down as I pasted it in.

And remember…YOU have it all within YOU!

Until the next flow sesh…

Terimah Kasih Friends!

Look What I Found!

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“EITHER WRITE SOMETHING WORTH READING OR DO SOMETHING WORTH WRITING.” BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

Canggu, Bali August, 2014

First and foremost terima kasih (Thank you) friends and followers for supporting this Bali adventure I just took. Thank you for asking me about my travels since I have been back in the states. Thank you for wanting to read, or hear what I learned and experienced. Thank you for connecting with me while I was gone. THANK YOU! You are the sweet soul of Still Playin With It.

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I don’t believe I would be a good writer if I weren’t honest, right? As I have said numerous times, “leading at scale” or allowing yourself to be vulnerable with your audience is where change happens to everyone involved. So, with that said, I look forward to sharing with you about Bali and the adventure it was!
IMG_8893I arrived in Canggu, Bali tired, jet-lagged and run down with a lovely cough that had been lingering for weeks. The last season of my life has been of racing from school to residency to licensure in the midst of a divorce. So once I arrived in Bali, I didn’t know what to do with myself. That amount of freedom when your body and mind aren’t used to it can feel simply nauseating. After acclimating and receiving the love and support of a few amazing Aussies, I was able to relax with open eyes. (Thank you RF and AR!)

Let’s call this the winter of my trip, or at least this had some signs of winter: tired, dark and impatient. One morning, in my dark room, I said to myself,
IMG_8746“Rebecca Laser, get up just before sunrise and go find Echo Beach!” I had rented a scooter the day before, so I had the means. I got up, quietly grabbed my stuff out of the room and set out to find this beach everyone was chatting about. I definitely took the LONG way to find it…seems to be a theme in my life. Literally I went probably 100 times farther than I needed to go, but I FOUND IT!
IMG_8773As I adventured out I stumbled across the Rice Paddy fields where the sun was rising immediately over them. I stopped my scooter while visually and emotionally embracing that moment. What a beautiful introduction to my “spring.” I discovered and created my new season, my self, and my moment of season shifting. Like the equinox we just experienced yesterday, September 22, 2014, my sun rose to the top of my hemisphere, bringing a change to my season. I think the best part of this story is that I CREATED this alteration. By utilizing my natural resources and listening to the “Braveheart” in my head, I allowed this turn to occur organically. That is Echo Beach below… IMG_8783

Like seasons past, so is the history of our pathway, our footprints, and our tracks. The past two years of my life have been one for the history books, my history book. This is my life and I am writing it. I reflect on the lessons that come from my history, my past, my textbook of life, and my personal bible. History, whether history of the nation we call “Home” or of another far off land, history includes brutality, peace, war, reuniting, being lost, gaining sight, destruction: self and natural, fear, bravery, pain, triumph, pleasure, growth, wages, power, debt, weddings, divorce, slaughter, birth, re-birth, murder, value, bartering, suicide, contemplation, harvesting, and FREEDOM!
IMG_8892When reflecting on your history and being the only TRUE scholar of your past, by definition, inquire and therefore gain knowledge through investigation. The memories, visions and interpretations of your history go through your brain like a train on tracks. Those dark winter months of your personal history drove you forward, naturally, to the next season. Being lost helps you gain sight. Courage intertwines with fear. Freedom stems from letting go of old shit. Your history, the good, the bad and the ugly are synchronizations of a perfect, absolutely perfect journey called YOUR LIFE.

The seasons result from the Earth’s axis of rotation being tilted with respect to its orbital plane. Imagine your life spinning on the axis of your history, ever rotating, moving through seasons. My world continues to spin on the axis of my history, with recognition of my present ever orbiting. I see my future as intertwined with my history making me stronger, better and more beautiful whether enjoying a sunset in Uluwatu or wrecking my scooter in Canggu.

IMG_0009Our muscles will grow more physically when we stretch them. Our relationships will strengthen when we stretch them through awareness, connection and vulnerability. Our minds will grow when we stretch it to encompass more knowledge, experience and put effort into learning. Our spirit lengthens when we devote our thought, prayers or meditation to our higher power, our god, and ourselves. Some of these stretches come through personal practice. Some come through the gentle guidance of a coach, trainer, mentor, friend, or partner.

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What is stretching you today? Allow this life experience to strengthen you while you GROW into your next season.

I believe IT is coming…

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Dear Still Playin’ With It Family,

I woke this am to this video sitting in my “IN” box from one of my client’s mothers…with a note attached:

“This video reminds me of you.”

It has deeply touched and inspired me. As well, it reminded me to inspire my readers of this:

YOU HAVE IT ALL WITHIN YOU!

As I have contemplated, searched for, and judged myself for not writing the past 6 weeks, today I remember why:

YOU CAN’T FORCE THE FLOW! 

I want it to be my inner most creation built on the precipice of movement. Not crammed within the lines of expectations. 

I have trusted the gorgeous process within, knowing that when it was ready it would over flow like a volcanic eruption of bright orange and gold lava to your soul.

Here it starts…

Now…go get it! 

EXCITED TO PLAY,

Rebecca 

“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” Benjamin Franklin

Buckle Up!

“I am seeking. I am striving. I am in it with all my heart.” -Vincent van Gogh

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I don’t think I truly understood the sheer amount of exhaustion my trip through the Grand Canyon had on me until the past week. Namaste Grand Canyon took me a couple weeks to write. And getting back to my dear readers and followers on Still Playin’ With It has taken even longer since that entry. As mentioned before, I promise to follow the lead of my heart when I write and not force it.

Like the gorgeous feminine side of us all: ART must flow and not be forced. Therefore, ever so sweetly I say to you today: Thank you for reading my words and trusting my process.

IMG_3246The “Metaphors of Zion” are continuing to build in my life. They transform like the striation of rock that built this magnificent place. These layers of my life are orange and red; vibrant and blending. Truly a scene from a creation no one, except “my-me” could imagine or build in their mind’s eye.

Many times when I set out to write I have an idea that has inspired me. A theme or a muse that gets my fingers riffing. I have mentioned in many blogs that, as a writer, I am constantly aware and seeking inspiration for you all to read. Today is different. I have many. I have a gazillion ideas floating and cruising the pathways of my heart and mind. They seemed to have landed on one space: THE HEART. My heart. Our hearts.

As a storyteller, words are my art. They come from my heart. (Poet and did know it!) This 18-inch voyage from our heads to our hearts can be the longest journey of this lifetime. I know it has been for me. IMG_3366

Despite the trenches I have laid in while healing my wounded heart, this descent has been where the healing has emerged. Similarly, while sitting in the vastness of growth, this 18-inch slope has held the space for joy-filled experiences. Even more comparatively, while my heart is filled with the ecstasy of loving the life I CREATED, this 18-inch joy ride is where my heart bursts with FEELING!

The 18-inches between the two has been where the growth, pain, resistance and struggles have lied. This pathway also holds power, glory, courage, resilience and healing. Such a beautifully orchestrated, and may I even suggest BALANCED, platform for F.G.O‘s! Right?!

Yes, we HEAR with our heart. We also SEE with our heart. We FEEL with our heart. We TOUCH with our heart. Additionally, research is showing, and I believe with all my HEART, that our consciousness resides predominantly in this beautiful mass in our chest. Where the East meets the West, hey? Such radical progress for humanity.

IMG_2103You hold the paint palette of your canvas. Create it from your heart. And like the trekking at Angel’s Landing in Zion, one step at a time, speak your heart’s truth to your mind. It will hear you. It will concur with your heart’s whisper. I promise.

When working with clients and speaking to friends, I many times say: “Get out of your head and into your body.” Get out of your head and into your heart. Take a direct detour south and listen. Listen to your inner guide. THEY always know the truth.

Start today by listening to the beat of your heart. Start right now. Take your left hand and place it on your heart. Take your right hand and place it on top of your left or on your stomach. Experience what you FEEL. Is the connection you are having with your self too intense to continue. Sit in it longer then. Allow the tale of your desire to bleed through. IMG_2849

Then write it down. Tell a friend. Start an art project. Play your instrument. Take a hike. Go for a run. Sit in stillness. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe! Get it out of the compartment in your mind that stole it from your heart and keep it flowing on your canvas.

Someone once told me that we SHARE what we most need to learn. Touche’ dear sage, Touche’! In the starting, continuing and writing of this blog, I am honored and grateful. I am grateful YOU take the time to read. I am proud of myself for putting it out there. And delighted that I have listened to the brilliance of my heart’s guidance.

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Like rappelling down the rocks at Zion: TAKE A JOURNEY FROM YOUR HEAD TO YOUR HEART! It will be worth it. BUCKLE UP and trust. And then…MAKE YOUR MOVE! 

In Love and Courage,

Rebecca 

“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” Benjamin Franklin

 

NAMASTE GRAND CANYON

 

…”An adventure holds many components. The end result sometimes may be pure resilience. I will tell the tale this weekend…”IMG_3435

Hello! Oh the freakin’ anticipation, right? Terimah Kasih to all the inquiries into when this would be coming off the press! And here it is…

Today, I am going to tell the tale of our descend…next week I will add in the metaphors of the voyage. Grab a tea, a coffee, some popcorn, Gluten free shit, or a handful of caramels, and enjoy!

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Mom, Dad and I took off around 6 am for our 5 and ¾ mile hike down the Grandview Trail. This trail is called “Aggressive” And that doesn’t even do it justice. I hiked this trail about 7 years ago. Geological evolution was in full effect and I was the hamster on this wheel.

IMG_3047Within the first 6 feet I mentioned to my folks how happy I was that I was doing this hike with just them. Me. Mom. Dad. No one else. Missed you Ry. Unfortunately, my brother has an injury he is healing and couldn’t make it with us. We chatted about the last time we hiked together and reminisced on the adventure we have had in this very canyon.

Let me take you back a few years. Two and a half years ago I stepped out of this canyon with my folks, called my husband and knew my marriage was ending. He moved out 7 days later. My metamorphosis started in the sludge of pain, sorrow and grief. Loss, it felt. Yes, loss of a 5 plus year relationship with another person, yet the rebirth of Rebecca. This part of my journey is the pivotal point of who I am today. To be back here at the place this amazing journey began felt so perfect.

And it was…some 1,000 plus days later…here I am again. Full circle, it felt. IMG_4030

Now on to the adventure…

About a mile and a half down I was thinking (no filter here) “Fuck, I can’t imagine hiking out on this trail in 5 days. My folks are champions, but this is wild.” The trail, as I mentioned above, had shifted. It felt steeper. It definitely was more defined by rocks, big rocks, and small, slippery gravel. The sheer exposure of the Grandview is intimidating. “Exposure” is steepness of the terrain and the potential consequences of a fall. It also references the “edge” or the side of the trail that is exposed to a drop. Imagine looking to your left and seeing a foot between you and the place the canyon drops off. This exposure consisted of sharp broken boulders and a significant plunge.

I continued on to about mile 2 and waited for my folks to catch up. They are studs. They take their time and maneuver with grace and a seamless stride. Their backs weighed about 40-50 pounds and they are smart trail babes. I tend to stick with them as close as possible, especially on terrain such as this.IMG_4025

As I sat with my pack propped up on a rock that I leaned against to take the weight off my back for a moment, I called their names. No response. After about 15 minutes I started to worry yet stayed calm and continued to call their names often. At about minute 20 they came around the bend. “Phew” I thought. There they are. Mom made it to me first. And dad was behind about 30 paces but not in sight due to the significance of the boulder between us. Then I heard it. A crash and a slide and a yell I will never forget.

“AH! Help me! My leg is broken! Help! Help ME!” I ran around mom to find dad on his back with his leg wedged between two boulders.

“I heard a snap. I think my leg is broken!” Dad said grasping for strength to get through the moment.

He was on his back sliding down the trail, with his foot caught and contorted at about a 90-degree angle. His arms were bleeding and his body stressed. I pried his foot and leg out of the boulders and placed his leg on the ground with his hips sitting between two other rocks that filled this trail. He was nauseous and we were all frightened.

IMG_3979About 75 seconds later around the corner comes Ben. What? A person?! And right now?! Crazy! Talk about serendipitous! Ben ended up being a Wilderness First Responder. Of course you are Ben! Andd an angel! Ben calmed us down and wrapped dad’s ankle. It appeared sprained and possibly broken. After Ben assured we were hydrated, prepared and cognizant of our upcoming decisions, he moved on with the two women he was touring.

Our options at that point: 1. Back up the two miles we had descended. (Not an option.) Or down 1 mile to a place we could at least be in a smidgen of shade and re-assess our next move. Horse Shoe Mesa here we come. I took a little of his weight and down we went. That was the longest mile of my life.

Watching my beast of a father walk on this treacherous trail with a pack and a possibly broken and sprained ankle was exhausting. It was hard enough for mom and I to stay focused on the trail with the elements and our loved one ahead of us watching his EVERY step. And you know, when the left foot is not working properly the right side takes over and over used in compensation. Talk about hyper-vigilance for mom and I.

Now all this is in the midst of our own thoughts. Such as, “What the fuck are we going to do?” And, “Wait a minute! This isn’t part of MY plan for the circular evolution of MY-ME!” And perhaps also: “How am I supposed to finish this journey if I don’t get all 5 days and all 20 some miles of reading “WILD” and journaling?!” Ummmm, I think I am writing my own “WILD” 😉IMG_3964

The last 200 yards before our destination I had my dads pack on my back and my pack on my front. It was slick as a snotty slip and slide. We were exhausted, thirsty, and as nervous as a “dog shitting peach seeds” as my dad likes to say. (Insert “DICKISM”)

We got my dad propped up under a little shade in the “Horse Shoe Mesa” area. At this point it was almost 11 and we were almost out of water. Due to the strenuous morning and the amount of time, our water had dwindled. Mom and I had about 8 ounces and my dad had about 20. This spot on the trail was dry, no water. I had to go get us water. The only source of water was another mile down to Page Spring. I had been there before and had no other option. We needed water while we rested, and water to cook and drink over the next night if we ended up staying. No water is NOT an option.

IMG_3974Mom didn’t want me to go alone. She was so tired. I could see her exhaustion and her love of her daughter battling. She didn’t want me to go alone. So we gave her an emergency packet and off we went. Well, until her hiking pole snapped in half about a quarter of the way down. That was a sign. I was really worrying about her because of the trail conditions and her exhaustion. It was almost noon and the temperature was about 90 at this point. I needed all the focus I could hold and having her behind me took away from the trail. Mom and I agreed it was a sign and she should wait there. We developed a “I am fine” yell that would reverberate up the canyon to let her know I was doing ok. “YEW!” I would yell and she would holler back. We did this back and forth the next hour as I maneuvered ever so carefully down the most difficult trail of my life.

This portion from Horse Shoe Mesa to Page Spring was immensely dangerous. The exposure was frightening. I was crawling over rocks and sliding down gravel. And at this point I had 16 EMPTY water bottles in my backpack. As I approached Page Spring, I vaguely remembered where I was. But I took a wrong turn and got a little frightened. Now, I had 6 ounces of water, a piece of gum and a protein bar. That was it. I felt I was going the wrong way. I prayed. Please show me where I am to go. And I found it. OF COURSE! “YEW!” I yelled!

The first thing for me to do was drink a little water. I had brought the water filter/pump and was ready to filter that shit and drink. I WAS DYING OF THIRST! Rule #2 in the Canyon: NEVER drink unfiltered or untreated water out of any water source in the canyon.

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I filled a bottle and attempted to filter it…but of course the pump wasn’t working. So, being the wise trekker I am I took a deep breath and scooped a small amount of water of the VERY top of the spring. And I drank enough to wet my whistle. Then I filled up 17 liters of water yelled, “YEW!” and off I went…on the climb of my life.

Coming down a trail with no weight is much different than coming up a trail with 17 liters of catawampus weight and unbalance. My mind was racing. “How much water do I need to save to get me out of here tomorrow if we are unable to continue so I can go for help?” How much water do we all need to use to limit the depletion of our hydration while allowing us to be sustained?” “How the fuck am I doing this right now?” How the hell am I able to climb this steep, slippery and hot trail while my father is hurt, my mom is exhausted and I am depleted?” (BECAUSE WE ARE FUCKING CHAMPIONS THAT IS WHY!) IMG_3963

Halfway up to my mom I plopped down to catch my breath. Popped my chewing gum in my mouth and off I went. Once I got to my mom the tears flowed. For about 30 seconds I Just sobbed it out. My mom stepped in. She had attained some energy from her rest and emergency drink. She got the filter to work, like the amazing mom she is, and gave me water. She listened to my fatigued cry, rubbed my back, prayed for us and quenched our thirst. What a team. And off we went back up to dad.

The next few hours consisted of us having a snack and deliberating every possible fucking scenario known to man…because my dad didn’t want to hit 911 on his Spot Check unless he felt certain. I totally understand! We also didn’t know if the Air Rescue would take just dad or all of us. So we assessed all the routes of exit that could happen. Would I have to sleep at the Mesa, where we had seen a total of 5 souls the entire day? Yep. But as dad said, “IF you can travel through Indonesia by yourself for 18 days you can stay one night on The Mesa!” Such truth! Thank you BALI! IMG_3954

With no human beings around and a very isolated tour route we grappled our plan. After about 2 hours of deliberation, while mom lay to rest a little on her Thermarest pad, while swatting the gnats away from her face she said, “Just do it already.” Dad and I chuckled and he did it. 9-1-1 was hit. Now we wait. I could feel Dad’s angst after he hit it. It took everything in his body to hit that button for help! Was his injury deserving of 9-1-1? Abso-fucking-lutely. Without a doubt. There wasn’t a possible way for the strongest man I know to walk out of this canyon, let alone 5 feet on one foot.

An hour passed with nothing. I was starting to get extremely anxious. Water? Time? Will they come? What will we do if not? Oh shit. I was pacing. My dad was stuck on the ground unable to really move much and my mom was doing her best to keep me calm. I paced. I swatted those fucking gnats. I sat. I stood. I sat. I stood. Like a good ol’ Grand Canyon Mass.

At about an hour and a half I had this thought: “If I take that god forsaken tent out of its piece of shit bag that is a pain in my butt to put back in they will come. Just watch.”

So, I pulled out the tent. I put one pole together…and guess what? Over the edge of the canyon I see the helicopter! We all see them coming and we all are happy. Mom and I wave our Thermarest pads in the air, just like in a movie when someone is trying to be rescued! “Do they see us?” we thought! They circled overhead a few times trying to find a spot to land. Again, like in a movie, they land, and squat and run toward us. Our HEROES!

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And out we went…they took dad and mom first and I stayed back with Earl to clean up camp. Then out I went. Well, we all agreed we had never seen the canyon from that view!

Dad ended up spending his 70th birthday, which was the following day, at the Flagstaff E.R. with a broken Fibula, severe sprain and torn ligaments. HAPPY BIRHTDAY DADDY!! Talk about HEROES! My parents are the biggest heroes in my life. Their strength, perseverance and attitude inspire me beyond words.

IMG_3087We enjoyed a gorgeous dinner at the El Tovar restaurant on the rim that evening. (Thank you Daisy.) Poor dad was adjusting to life on crutches and mom was adjusting to assisting her independent husband with his new found needs. Dad has hiked this canyon some 27 times and my mom has joined him on most of them. With all the steps he has taken on his numerous adventures, the odds were pretty good. He is and always will be a BAD ASS in my eyes! As well, my brave and steadfast mother is a true testament to HIKING LIFE AND KICKING ASS!

Thank you for teaching me to be brave and wise. Ever so aware! The next day they flew home to Oregon. I decided my journey had not stopped; it had just begun. Zion National Park here comes Rebecca Laser! Watch out! Chapter 1 of a new book…

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“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” Benjamin Franklin

Story Teller

Do I have a tall tale to tell..

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And it looks like this…

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This is a true story of strength, resilience, perseverance and courage.


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A tale I couldn’t be more proud to share…IMG_3165 IMG_3162 IMG_3179 IMG_3231 IMG_3292 IMG_3433

An adventure holds many components. The end result sometimes may be pure resilience. I will tell the tale this weekend…

Thank you for always asking about and feeling my words.

Love and BLISS,

Rebecca

p.s. Check out Hike Life now for a little update!