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

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 

 

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

 

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

 

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

PLEASE REMEMBER

“To the ones that DESERVE TO BE SERVED…I AM COMMITTED TO YOUR SUCCESS!” -RML

I Remember…

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I remember five years ago standing in a gym telling a fellow gym babe that my ideal job would be to work with the military inside and outside the office. TODAY I am doing it! I am more than proud of the work I do daily. #changinglives 😉

I remember struggling with my divorce from a US Marine for many reasons. But for this specific: I was a proud military spouse that wanted to support her USMC man in every way. Those moments you don’t understand why things happen the way they do, REMEMBER, it will ALL work out for good…if you TRUST yourself and the process.

HINDSIGHT: I was able to step into my current job due to my experience as a military spouse. Don’t question where you are. Just know it is right.

TO ALL my military peeps that TRUST me daily with your heart, mind, and past…THANK YOU!!!!!!!! 

And…TO ALL those that have supported me in this dream, THANK YOU!

Thank you Poppy for your service to this country. You are my hero.

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Some of you, if not all, have read my blog: “SERVCE”. It was originally written 29, March, 2014. One of my first. I have published it twice since then due to the impact it had on me and where I AM TODAY:

“I am committing to serving them right now. I will volunteer my time and career to serving this population of people. Whether by listening to their stories, connecting them to services or holding their hands. Whether supporting the families at home while their loved ones are away, or contacting our government officials to discuss the benefits they deserve…I will serve them. Whether by researching and making forward progress into treatment modalities that will assist them in processing their experiences and leading successful post-war lives, I will serve them.”

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This entry is passionately riffed as the subject matter is near and dear to my heart. Please read and comment. Please allow yourself to feel my words. Thank you for reading.

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Inspired…

How many of you know someone who has served this country? I am sure you all do. These are the men and women, past and present, who have given up their freedoms to protect ours.

My gratitude for the military is beyond words to express. I really have a hard time verbalizing my gratitude, my respect, admiration and utter love for this population.

The ones that… during the draft of Vietnam, watched the old black and white TV in their parents living room sat scared shitless as their number was drawn. Could you imagine this feeling? I can’t. Or while the love of your life, your son, husband, boyfriend, nephews number was drawn. Imagine.

And to the women that nursed these men back to the best health they had the ability to. For the women that served this country on the sidelines, seeing the blood and guts while hearing the same things the men did in the trenches. The smell of gasoline, the feeling of blood and the loss of a friend.

Or the ones that came home ready for a ticker tape parade and instead being spit on. Pride in their hearts and pain in their soul.

Or the ones that received the word that their child, spouse or friend had given it all for the betterment of our lives at home. Imagine.

These are the 18 year old boys (not old enough to drink legally) that say, “Sign me up. I mean I don’t have a better option. My folks are poor, I wasn’t given the opportunity to go to college, I live in a small town and don’t wanna work at the gas station, so I think I will sign up for a job that feeds me three meals, gives me a bed and pays me less than minimum wage.”

Or the ones that decided, “After college, I will commit to continued excellence by now, giving at least four more years to the betterment of this country and the men and women in the military. I want to develop leaders by being a leader.”

Or the girl that thought, “I can do this. I will show them, I will prove to myself and to the world, that I am strong, that I matter, that I am enough to fight for this country.”

Or the ones that courageously said Post 9-11, “SIGN ME UP! I am proud and honored to protect this country from an attack of this impact.” Without looking at any details of the attack or the governments involvement, they said without a blink of an eye, “I will serve, I will commit my life, I will forge forward and I will make a difference.”

Or the woman that says, “Go, my love. I will support you. I will be here when you return with my arms wide open, ready for your return, no matter the impact it has on you, me, or our family. I will love you if you return without a limb, return with a tremendous amount of stress in your mind, and the inability to connect for…a while.”

Or the parent that accepts with pride as they watch their son or daughter get on that bus and drive away for bootcamp, knowing that there is the possibility that this little person they grew in their womb and in their homes would be able to hold a gun, fight for our country and lose their life.

(Alan Jackson’s Song, “Where Were You (When The World Stopped Turning)” just came on Pandora…Thank you for the confirmation of my inspiration this am)

Or the child that watches, possibly unaware, of why Mommy or Daddy is leaving again. Smiling, they hug them, giggling they squeeze their neck while the parent holds back the tears to be strong for their family. “See you soon, baby. Daddy will be back before you know it.”

I will forever and ever and ever, admire, respect and SUPPORT our military. Despite political opinions, sex, race, sexual preference, SES, education…THANK YOU!

How can we serve them? How can we give them back a teaspoon of what they give and gave us?

I am committing to serving them right now. I will volunteer my time and career to serving this population of people. Whether by listening to their stories, connecting them to services or holding their hands. Whether supporting the families at home while their loved ones are away, or contacting our government officials to discuss the benefits they deserve…I will serve them. Whether by researching and making forward progress into treatment modalities that will assist them in processing their experiences and leading successful post-war lives, I will serve them.

The ones that DESERVE TO BE SERVED…I AM COMMITTED TO YOUR SUCCESS.

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I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR YOUR SERVICE. 

Risky Business

“Like seasons past, so is the history of our pathway, our footprints, and our tracks.” -SPWI

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Good Morning Still Playin’ With It family! A ginormous Terimah Kasih (“thank you” in Indo) to all those that have inquired when the next blog would be. That shows and tells me I am doing something right!

IMG_0141If you read me on the reg or are getting to know me now, I tend to be VERY consistent with my writing. My efforts for the first year of this #creature (nat geo) were once a week, which I conquered! I have recognized that since my year anniversary edition and the story of Princess Boots, I have taken a little subconscious sabbatical. (Click that link to read the fairy tale of Princess Boots!) My sabbatical being a much needed rest. Which is NOT easy for me!

Just as the seasons of the year change, so does the seasons of our lives. In the midst of this transition from one season to the next, hibernation, rest and stillness are necessary. To honor that in myself and yourself is a beautiful gift. Good On Ya Rebecca Laser! (JH)

I have written about seasons before. Excerpt from Look What I Found!:
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“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…”

And love it. Love the season you are in. Perfectly where you are placed to be. Remembering it is ONLY a season.

Still Playin’ With It is my biggest achievement thus far, I believe. I can’t believe those words spewed from my mouth and mind. I am in CONSISTENT awe of what happens when you “Follow Your Bliss” as Joseph Campbell discusses in the Hero’s JourneyFollowing your bliss means discovering what gets your fires a blazin’! Following your bliss can be scary and vulnerable, yes? It may mean taking a risk. So do it!

“Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.”-T.S. Eliot

I truly encourage you to watch Finding Joe.  Rent it here or buy it at the link I attached, as well! It is worth it. And if you do so, PLEASE tell me your thoughts. Joseph Campbell, the inspiration to the film says: “We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.“-Joseph Campbell

When I sought out to write a blog, I had no idea what that would entail. Let alone the commitment it was going to be. But I did it. I stepped out in a leap of total faith and fell into something that gets me buzzed.

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When I am sitting in my office with a client who is evolving, changing and sifting more into themselves(EK) …I am following my bliss. When I am writing to YOU at 5 am on a Thursday with inspiration from the moments in my life…I am following my bliss. When I am thanked by a Marine for being a little tour guide into themselves(SG)…I am following my bliss. When I recognize that I am following my bliss, I feel passionate. I feel excited. I feel ready.

What feels blissful TO YOU? What gets your heart racing? Like I tell my clients, I don’t ask you these questions, or probe your mind, for shits and giggles. I am intentional about the questions I pose to you all. So stop for one fucking minute and ask yourself that question: WHAT FEELS BLISSFUL TO YOU? What wakes you up at night because the thought of this thing excites you? What seems impossible and scary, yet probable and secure? Hmmmm….

Or…the other option: DON’T take one moment to stop. Thus, possibly miss an opportunity to listen to that IMG_1912inner voice telling you which way to go. UP. TO. YOU. 

At first, like any muscle, listening to and hearing that voice takes practice and time to actually develop it. “We grow the most from things that stretch us the most.” -Unknown

Therefore, be patient with yourself. It takes time to hear that voice. Or, like I tell ya’ all often: it may take you crashing your scooter over and over and over before you actually are aware that someone (yourself or god) is
telling you something. Listen! Look What I Found is packed with these ideas that I am sharing today:

“Our 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.”

 My Note from the Universe this morning said this: IMG_2395

“In all battles of the heart over the mind, go with your heart. Because, truly, Rebecca, it’s a lot easier for your mind to catch up with your heart, than for your heart to catch up with your mind. A whole lot.”

WHOA! That is brilliant! And possibly apropos for todays riff. Our heart is the one guiding us towards our bliss, not our minds or heads. This 10 pound mass tends to get in the way more than blaze a trail. When you get caught up in your head, do this: GET OUT! Get out of your head and into your body. Your heart may constantly be trying to catch up to those neuronic messages…constantly. Our mind…hell, that is for a whole other blog. Next time. 🙂images (1)

And I say to you: Listen to, or TRY (CB) to listen to YOU. It is always true.

Like most times I set out to write, I never know what will come out. I listen to my heart. Following my fingers as they riff a bunch of words that form sentences that form paragraphs, a blissful product develops. I trust the process. YOU may think I, or god, is speaking directly to your heart right now. If so, please share that with me. It encourages me. It reminds me that I am Following My Bliss. We are all spiritual beings having a human experience. My spirit loves to experience the benefits of following my bliss: Touching hearts and #changinglives 😉

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

 

GOOD ON YA!

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY! 

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This is the story of the last 365 days of my life….(the spark notes)

Once upon a time, in a land far, far, far, far, wait that is too many. Anyways, in a land called: Laserville, a beautiful princess was playin’ in the field. She would stop and enjoy every scent and blade of grass. This princess would idolize the intricacy of each animal and creature that crossed her path. She would smile and capture the heart of those she spoke to. She loved to see if her smile would make a difference.

“Is it contagious?” she pondered… She loved to love.

This princess, we will call her Boots, was sitting in this gorgeous field on her back watching the clouds go by. Boots was enamored by the shapes of the clouds as they rolled by. She giggled and smiled at each moment. She was enjoying the space between the clouds. She was in it to win it. She was perfectly Boots.

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As Princess Boots sat in the field this day, she knew she was being called to something great. She felt the quiet nudge of god to walk forward with great courage and bravery. She innately knew that the battle would be fierce, but she would prevail. Well, she thought she knew. The doubts were large and in charge at times. She believed in order to win the prize of her beloved (herself) she must step out and answer the call. Little did Boots know she was entering the Initiation phase of her Hero’s Journey.

When Boots would quiet her mind, which was a challenge in its own, she heard tremendous opposition:

YOU WILL WIN! VS. YOU WILL BATTLE!

To win you must battle, fight, struggle and squirm. “SIGN ME UP!” and “FUCK THAT!” were a few of the thoughts that ran through this sweet princesses mind…

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“Boots, you must WILLINGLY enter the most FEARFUL experiences of your life to find the TREASURE,” her inner guide would say.

So what did Boots do? She started a blog. Isn’t that what all people at the precipice of adventure do? Shoot. I mean, Boots wasn’t no dummy. Boots was a complicated creature who enjoyed the complications of life. She thought, “Well, I guess if I am going to enter this outrageous amount of fearfully exciting parts of My-Me, I will let the whole fucking world know about it!” Yep, that’s Boots for ya. She is an outrageously vulnerable and BOLD princess.

“YOU will see, world! I will jump in and take you all with me! Let’s do this!”

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From the beginning Boots felt a fire inside her that she hadn’t felt before. She didn’t know how much she would love writing. She didn’t know how much of an impact she would have on so many UNTIL SHE DID IT. Boots didn’t know what her bliss was until she conquered the fear inside of her that said she couldn’t, shouldn’t or wouldn’t meet her goal.

Boots, sweet Boots, was following her bliss. And stayed committed weekly. She claims that BLOGGING, writing, and “Leading at Scale” are probably the most rewarding part of her mosaic of the last year. Even compared to traveling through Bali. Boots found herself in her writing. Boots found her inner most ember as she dug deep to conquer and slay her dragon.

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Lesson: YOU WON’T KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVE SOMETHING UNTIL YOU DO IT. 

Boots doesn’t do things in a half-ass fashion. This princess does things with a full-ass. She likes to add as many variables as humanly possible. So, she decided it was time to start studying for her licensing exam, too. In the end of March 2014, Boots started studying for her licensing exam. Morning, noon and nights. Weekends, holidays and everyday, was full of study prep. She was at the coffee shop by 5:30 most mornings and spend 8-10 hours every weekend in preparation for the biggest TEST of her life.

This test wasn’t about passing a two part exam that she studied 6 months for. It was about believing in herself enough to know she could and would slay this paper dragon.

In August of 2014, Boots became a princess with a few more letters behind her name and a whole new field of opportunity in front of her.

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Lesson: SOMETIMES YOU JUST GOTTA JUMP THE HOOPS TO WIN THE ULTIMATE PRIZE

As the summer started to end on one side of the princess’s world, it just began on the other. Princess Boots decided to continue her summer in Bali. Boots being the wild, courageous and some may say, CRAZY princess she is, ventured to Bali for 18 days on another solo tour of herself. Bali provided the platform to truly step into the cave she feared to enter. The-cave-you-fear-to-enter

“Bali, oh Bali!” Boots sings, “Bali is my muse, my friend, my undying and ultimate love because this is where I found myself.”

Courageously this brave little princess took off to the other side of the world. With her backpack, journal and a few bucks, she headed out without knowing any details of the future. Knowing the whole time that voice she heard that day in the field was whispering,

“This, my dear princess, will also be a part of your gorgeous mosaic that will come with all aspects of a lesson: the call, the acceptance, the battle and the prize.”

Boots humbly accepted. Boots remembers trembling on the flight over knowing she was in the midst of a perfect storm. (I am getting verklempt as I write this part, readers.) This was one of the scariest moments of her life.  10704094_10152847182747189_3294955951532801723_n

As Princess Boots stumbled, tripped, soared, scuba dove and loved through Bali, she became highly aware of the inner turmoil that was coming to a gelatinous finality. This “jell-o” is the inner most webbing of her mosaic. Like a mermaid, Boots danced her way through the waters of her soul. Coming face to face with the scariest, and most rewarding parts of her travels Boots came back from Bali a changed princess!

Ready to LEAP!

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LESSON: TRAVEL. AND WHEN YOU DO, LET IT BE A JOURNEY INWARD.

Since returning from the land of Bali…Boots felt a tremendous pull to figure out what the hell was next. Inundated, FROM WITHIN, to write a list as long as the Nile River in order to feel accomplished, Boots felt defeated. “Now what? What is next?” she thought. In the midst of the turmoil, Boots remembered that Bali had taught her thee most valuable lesson of her life:

HOW TO LISTEN TO HER INNER GUIDE, HER INNER TRUTH. HER INNER DESIRE. HOW TO LISTEN TO THE STILL VOICE INSIDE HER THAT SPEAKS BEAUTIFULLY AND CLEARLY. WITHOUT QUESTION OR DOUBT. 

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From this space Princess Boots turned down a job offer, which scared the piss out of her inner child.

“What are you thinking there sweet princess? Are you sure? Are you really sure? What if…” 

Boots sweetly replied to those fearful voices: “Ssssshhh, I got this.” 

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Boots recognized through the guidance of her own therapist that less is by far more. And guess what she did? She let go. She let go of the need to control it all and ALLOWED her life to unfold…

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Tired of the details, Boots continued to do the work. She knew there were bigger and better things beyond the majestic land of the castle grounds, but didn’t quite know which way to go. So, she sat still. She waited. She pondered. She embraced the moments of self exploration and the opportunities to envision EXACTLY what she wanted.

In October, Princess Boots opened the door to her private practice with the courage of a nat. She was so scared. She didn’t feel brave. She felt minuscule and worthless. Did she know enough? Would she be able to make it all happen? Would she be good enough? Would she fail? OH, THE FEAR! But she pressed through the fear and doubts. She opened her heart to those that needed guidance. Today, she is in the business of changing lives…and hearts.

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Lesson: DON’T GET CAUGHT UP IN THE DETAILS. JUST DO IT. 

In the final chapter of this FAIRY TALE, Princess Boots couldn’t be more content with the wrapping up of an adventurous year.

In January, Princess Boots was offered a job working for the military. Five years ago, Princess Boots was standing in the Castle gym talking to a friend and stated:

“My dream job would be to work with the military inside and outside the office, hiking with them, training with them. Coaching them and doing therapy with them…”

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Today, she is doing it. Princess Boots is now serving back in a commitment to her father i.e The King, and in a commitment to herself. As she wrapped up an 11 mile hike last week with her majestic army, she wept as she sat in her chariot. Princess Boots FELT the FEELINGS of her courageous journey.

Victory comes in the courage and bravery of the battle. You can’t win until you play. You can’t know true victory until you slay the dragons. You won’t know your inner self until you step in to the fearful cave. That is a message that Princess Boots wants YOU to know as TRUTH.

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“Your heart is free. Have the courage to follow it!” -Braveheart

There are moments that Princess Boots feels awkward, scared, and anxious. She isn’t immortal. She is human. She shares this humanity with all she is exposed to. Princess Boots speaks mantras to herself daily such as:

“Good is good.” 

“I will write. I will travel. I will teach.”

“I am powerful.”

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And today, this 9th day of March, 2015, Still Playin’ With It has 4,198 hits from 27 countries.

While Princess Boots enjoys her successes, she is grateful of each energetic mass and mosaic that have been a part of that 4,198! She embraces her readers. She sends them love. She recognizes she wouldn’t be the princess she is today without the support of her family, friends and followers of her bliss!

Princess Boots kissed some frogs, lost a slipper, or two. She slayed dragons, made deals with smoke and mirrors, fell, conquered, and bargained. AND SHE ROSE. SHE SAID YES. 

she LIVES and LOVES happily ever after…

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THANK YOU! GRATZI! TERIMA KASIH!

Holy Shitake!

“Be brave! Take Risks! NOTHING can substitute experience.” Paulo Coelho

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Great Morning to you all! I am approaching my ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY of Still Playin’ With It! Holy Shitaki mushrooms! I can’t believe it! In celebration of this amazing accomplishment and for your loyalty…I am preparing one dynamite BLOG! Not that they haven’t ALL been DYNAMITE! 🙂

IMG_0846For this week, or at least for today, I am putting the links of three of my most favorite blogs. I do read through them and find it fascinating to see the growth I have made as a writer. Today is one of my best friends birthdays (Happy Birthday DAWN!) Dawn is one of my loyal followers and readers. She thanked me this am for continuing to follow my bliss and stay committed to Still Playin’ With It. Thank you DAWN and everyone around the world for reading. I will continue to evolve, vulnerabilities in hand, as the writer I am to be. Or “Leading at Scale” as one of my favorite writers, James Clear, poses!

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Shake, Rattle and Kick ASS!

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Winner Winner Chicken Dinner

Lastly, here is the link to my first EVER blog on Still Playin’ With IT. Please read in preparation for my Anniversary PARTY edition!

Love, Love, Love and more of that shit,

Rebecca

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“The two most important days of your life are the day you were born and the day your realized why.” –Mark Twain

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“Life is like riding a bicycle.

To keep your balance you must keep moving.”

Albert Einstein

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It has been two weeks since I have written. This is the longest stretch I have had since starting Still Playin’ With It almost a year ago. The past month has brought a tremendous amount of change to my life. As you have all read, and experience with me, I have ventured through Licensure for Marriage and Family Therapy (LMFT). I started my private practice, which is an amazing tale of courage (link to Perfectly Rebecca). As well, I took a solo trip to Bali for 18 days. (Link to Bali Dreams and Look What I Found: stories of Bali.) I have also been to Oregon and Austin since December. So, this Rebecca has been busy, to say the least.

From licensure, to Bali, and every state of the U.S. and of my mind, I have grappled with what is. Whenimages (1) writing, we have a tendency to discover answers that otherwise may be lost in the soup of our meshed neural pathways in our skull. Trying to make sense of an experience or feeling, our brains tell us reasons why we feel the way we do.

For example: You feel anxious. Your brain says: “There has GOT to be a reason for this and I am going to tell you why.” Then it berates you with multiple reasons why, (these things that you really weren’t thinking of in the first place) are now firing through your mind increasing your anxiety. From your laundry list to your bullying experience as a child, they all may rise in the midst of this feeling. Maybe your parents are getting older or you didn’t say the “right” thing the night before to your partner. It literally will fire all of this at you at once till you grab on to what it MUST be. Then you deal with it while creating more negative energy around this anxious feeling.homeresonance375

Lovely, Rebecca. What the hell do I do with this then? I tell you Still Playin’ With It PEOPLE! I tell you NOW! You stop. You look on the feeling with curiosity and allow yourself to be present in the feeling while it passes, because it will. Then you call your parents, hug your spouse and go for a run. I know it sounds simple, but guess what? It really can be that simple.

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In Winner Winner Chicken Dinner I talked about Newton and the Law of Motion. Like the quote above from Einstein, we must keep moving forward! Not only to stay in motion, but also to KEEP OUR BALANCE! How many times do we talk about balance in our lives? Balancing career and family. Balancing all the different aspects of our selves. I speak a lot to my clients on the integration of our “selves” in therapy. We are fragmented souls. Fragmented in a way that suggests that there is a balance of our pieces. Not fragmented as in BROKEN. Got that?

Your fragments could be from different eras in your life, relationships, experiences, and upbringing.0-PRwyuP2F-mosaic-20course-s- Regardless of your belief in the above theory on fragmentation, our lives can be felt as more balanced when we step into the reintegration of these parts. Take a moment right now. Close your eyes. Imagine, like a beautiful mosaic, your parts coming together to form a tight, gorgeous, perfectly connected masterpiece. That is you: a timeless piece of art. Thank you to those that have trusted me in this process of reintegration in my practice. It has been amazing and a true honor. You know who you are. I love you all.

Today, I will leave you all with this. Recently I took a job as an MFLC: Military Family Life Counselor at Camp Pendleton. I am “embedded” in a battalion. I serve as a therapist and additional support to the marines and sailors of this unit.  As you know from reading me, I am a proud supporter of the military. If you haven’t, PLEASE read “Service”!  This blog is a true reflection of my thoughts with the dedication of our service members. IMG_0792

I committed in the writing of Service, and to my father, that I would serve back in my career for at least a year. Well, guess what? I am doing it! This is my platform to give back to the thousands of men and women, past and present, that have sacrificed and given their all. Last week I was honored with the opportunity to go on the battalion hump. A measly four mile hike through the green hills of Camp Pendleton.

The CULMINATION of the past 5 years of my life, experiencing what I created. I CREATED by a dream: a.k.a FOLLOWING MY BLISS!IMG_7304

p.s. My heart also BELONGS TO MOMMY! I love you mom. Thank you for your undying support and loving me through this amazing process of reintegration and the discovery of my true self! I wouldn’t be who, or where I am today with out you. I love you, Mom.

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

Do Do or Doo Doo?

“Whatever it is, make it your own.” – James Clear

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Last week I wrote about my discovery of my true bliss in Ignition…Check! My bliss also includes my love of exercise. Exercise is, and will forever be, a part of my bliss, if not my true BLISS!

IMG_6649You may ask yourself: “Why don’t I exercise? Why don’t I do things to live a healthier life? Why don’t I wake up earlier? Why don’t I visit that friend? Why Don’t I!? Why why why?” Those questions all sound very limiting and discouraging.

Reframe style: Instead of Why DON’T you? How about focusing on the Do’s! First focus on what you DO DO. Not doo-doo…Do Do! And not in question form. Therefore: I do take walks. I do desire to exercise more. Or…if you really can’t commit to that statement, how about: “I DO want to live a healthier life, therefore, I want to DO what I can to get there.”

Let’s look at this from a step by step process, or a way to outline some questions to ask yourself…
IMG_3226Step 1: What do I DO, already?! I walk my dog. I am aware that I want to be in better shape. I understand that it takes effort on my part. 

Step 2: What do I want to do and aren’t doing quite yet? I want to start exercising more regularly. 

Step 3: Identify a small path to get there? I will workout 3 times a week for 20 minutes. I will invite a friend to join me.

Step 4: Focus on the feeling you want to have once you have accomplished your DO. I will feel energized. I will feel strong. I will feel accomplished. I will feel sexy, confident!

Exercise is a powerful tool that our brains, bodies, and I believe, spirit, longs for! From the bilateral stimulation of our brain, to the brilliant way our bodies use simple movements to handle stress, exercise is a gift.  From the beautiful benefits of confidence to improving the oxygenation of our blood while it perfectly travels through our body, exercise is of enormous value.

What is exercise? By definition: Exercise is “a particular movement or series of movements done to become stronger and healthier.” 
IMG_5009 Flip the definition around and it becomes more enticing: “To become strong and healthier, I will perform a particular movement…or I will exercise.” Starting our life mantras out positively engages us more than starting our life mantras off with something that seems like work, something that takes effort. To become stronger, I will do, I will exude, I will practice…(fill in the blank)

While discussing the attributes of exercise with a strong man a few weeks ago, (Thank you LS) I discovered what it is about exercise that I love, that I long for, that I am addicted to and possibly what others witness in my workouts:

I love feeling my focus. I love getting in my zone. This zone where no one else is. Where I am truly connected to my self and becoming stronger! A place I get to revisit daily in order to connect with my physical body. Where I am able to kick my ass over and over again; walking away, with shaky quads and/or weakened pectorals with an increase in strength simultaneously. Exercise is a beautiful equilibrium of weakness and strength. 

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While running triathlons, a great friend of mine (BRP) would repeat: “When I am weak, then I am strong.” (2 Corinthians  12:10) Utilizing this statement as a source of power in the midst of his exhaustion. Thereby, finding the beauty and balance of two opposing forces in order to perpetuate his endurance. Rad.

How do we become strong? First, you must identify your definition of strong. How does strength show up in your life? Generally speaking, in order to become strong, we allow ourselves to experience the pain of growth, or the discomfort of stretching our muscles to a point of exhaustion. Thereby, experiencing the amazement of building YOUR STRENGTH, and bettering your body. Your muscles will not be taught to get bigger, leaner, stronger, or more defined, without experiencing the, at times, torturous, development that comes through movement.

Little side note…I still believe, and will always teach, that everything begins with BREATH. Strength starts with breath. Gaining muscle starts with breath. All our movements start with breath! I discuss this valuable tool in a previous blog titled: “How to Kick Ass in One Easy Step” Check it!

During my first MFT licensing exam, which was one of the biggest challenges of my life, I was taught to push through the discomfort. When you feel uneasy and uncomfortable in the thought of not passing, or not knowing the answer: Push through that discomfort. Move forward. Don’t stop and waste a bunch of time, pointless time, to stress about what may not happen.

When you feel like quitting your set because your muscles are exhausted…finish one more. When you don’t want to get your butt out of bed to work out…push through! I tell my clients: When you don’t want to walk the 130 steps back up from the bottom of Stone Steps (a beautiful exercise spot near my home), WALK BACK DOWN! Then you HAVE to come up. You HAVE to push through the pain, to gain YOUR strength.

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This is Jack. He is 90-years-old and walks the convention stairs 12 times a day for a total of 1200 steps! I did this workout the two days prior to my licensing exam. I was blessed to have experienced this amazing athlete and his stamina, desire for strength and an over-all love of fitness and health. Thank you Jack! My inspiration for strength!

Because this topic is my true passion, I will expand on exercise over the next few weeks. From exercising physically to mentally and with many other twists and turns…let’s explore the amazing dynamics of exercise.

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“The two most important days of your life are the day you were born and the day your realized why.” –Mark Twain

Service

This entry is passionately riffed as the subject matter is near and dear to my heart. Please read and comment. Please allow yourself to feel my words. Thank you for reading.

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Inspired…

How many of you know someone who has served this country? I am sure you all do. These are the men and women, past and present, who have given up their freedoms to protect ours.

My gratitude for the military is beyond words to express. I really have a hard time verbalizing my gratitude, my respect, admiration and utter love for this population.

The ones that… during the draft of Vietnam, watched the old black and white TV in their parents living room sat scared shitless as their number was drawn. Could you imagine this feeling? I can’t. Or while the love of your life, your son, husband, boyfriend, nephews number was drawn. Imagine.

And to the women that nursed these men back to the best health they had the ability to. For the women that served this country on the sidelines, seeing the blood and guts while hearing the same things the men did in the trenches. The smell of gasoline, the feeling of blood and the loss of a friend.

Or the ones that came home ready for a ticker tape parade and instead being spit on. Pride in their hearts and pain in their soul.

Or the ones that received the word that their child, spouse or friend had given it all for the betterment of our lives at home. Imagine.

These are the 18 year old boys (not old enough to drink legally) that say, “Sign me up. I mean I don’t have a better option. My folks are poor, I wasn’t given the opportunity to go to college, I live in a small town and don’t wanna work at the gas station, so I think I will sign up for a job that feeds me three meals, gives me a bed and pays me less than minimum wage.”

Or the ones that decided, “After college, I will commit to continued excellence by now, giving at least four more years to the betterment of this country and the men and women in the military. I want to develop leaders by being a leader.”

Or the girl that thought, “I can do this. I will show them, I will prove to myself and to the world, that I am strong, that I matter, that I am enough to fight for this country.”

Or the ones that courageously said Post 9-11, “SIGN ME UP! I am proud and honored to protect this country from an attack of this impact.” Without looking at any details of the attack or the governments involvement, they said without a blink of an eye, “I will serve, I will commit my life, I will forge forward and I will make a difference.”

Or the woman that says, “Go, my love. I will support you. I will be here when you return with my arms wide open, ready for your return, no matter the impact it has on you, me, or our family. I will love you if you return without a limb, return with a tremendous amount of stress in your mind, and the inability to connect for…a while.”

Or the parent that accepts with pride as they watch their son or daughter get on that bus and drive away for bootcamp, knowing that there is the possibility that this little person they grew in their womb and in their homes would be able to hold a gun, fight for our country and lose their life.

(Alan Jackson’s Song, “Where Were You (When The World Stopped Turning)” just came on Pandora…Thank you for the confirmation of my inspiration this am)

Or the child that watches, possibly unaware, of why Mommy or Daddy is leaving again. Smiling, they hug them, giggling they squeeze their neck while the parent holds back the tears to be strong for their family. “See you soon, baby. Daddy will be back before you know it.”

I will forever and ever and ever, admire, respect and SUPPORT our military. Despite political opinions, sex, race, sexual preference, SES, education…THANK YOU!

How can we serve them? How can we give them back a teaspoon of what they give and gave us?

I am committing to serving them right now. I will volunteer my time and career to serving this population of people. Whether by listening to their stories, connecting them to services or holding their hands. Whether supporting the families at home while their loved ones are away, or contacting our government officials to discuss the benefits they deserve…I will serve them. Whether by researching and making forward progress into treatment modalities that will assist them in processing their experiences and leading successful post-war lives, I will serve them.

The ones that DESERVE TO BE SERVED…I AM COMMITTED TO YOUR SUCCESS.

Thank you Poppy for your service to this country. You are my hero.