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Struck but staying STRONG

A little over a month ago a law in my state was proposed to change the way Chiropractors, Massage Therapists and Acupuncturists earn a living. Read $0. The lawmakers' game plan was mainly to eradicate and tackle the issue of fraud in this state.

The law passed 22-17 vote in the Senate this past week and many professionals are shell shocked.

My husband is a Chiropractor. He's an honest, hard working and dedicated man. He's upheld his profession to the highest degree and believes in the power to make a difference through the human touch.

His ultimate goal is to run a full wellness practice to serve the public in their desire to be healthy, happy and non-subluxated. Unfortunately, we live in a city that makes it difficult to run a full wellness practice because the truth is, most want a 'quick fix' and plastic surgery takes the cake here. It's the truth. Wellness is not a priority where we live.

Anything is possible but when you have an uphill battle to run against and now a bulldozer law that forces my husband's profession to make nil, the outlook is bleak. We have many options to consider and the thought of it all is extremely scary. The unknown is always stress inducing.

I've filled my Facebook page with status updates on my thoughts about all this and many have offered their support and encouragement on the 'what's next?' aspect of it.

I know that 'everything happens for a reason' and that when 'one door closes, another one opens' but it still feels debilitating and shocking all at once for a person to handle. I've kept a calm and strong head throughout all this. I guess that there could be worse things, right?!

My family is healthy, strong and able to do many things. I know that nothing can stop us from making our lives anything but amazing, even if there are some bumpy roads ahead of us.
Unity and strength will carry us FORWARD. We all want the best for our families and options are always a good place to start.

"When life gets you down you know what you gotta do? Just keep swimming!"

-Dory (Finding Nemo)

Because I hold an terminal (meaning that I can teach at University level) MFA in Creative Writing, I'm hoping to find some kind of teaching position either at a local college or online (whichever comes first!) Freelance writing is always and open option too. I know that something will open up for me. I'm confident! There is much to consider but I'm extremely positive about the road ahead.

I'm throwing this out to the Universe and to the higher powers beyond me, hear my plea!

I have the courage and the passion to move forward, no matter what.

I wrote this earlier on my FB:

"When adversity stands IN your way, push it OUT of the way. When the odds are AGAINST you, prove them WRONG. When all the chips fall to the ground, pick them up and hold your head up HIGH. When your options are slim, think BIGGER and CREATE something OUTSIDE of the box. When you think that there is nothing left to consider, turn to the people that TRULY love and support you because there is not ONE thing that one cannot overcome because NO ONE can take away your DIGNITY, KNOWLEDGE or WORTH. Where a WILL exists there will always be a WAY to get there." - Vanessa Jubis

Thank you to my friends and family that have already offered your words of encouragement through this gray moment in our lives. You. are. my. heart.

The beat of it

heart │härt│noun
・the heart, regarded as the center of a person's thoughts and emotions, esp. love or compassion.

The heart beats to keep us alive. It pumps to maintain a flow in our miraculous and mysterious system we call the human body.

We worry about the heart if it falters. Other things can become compensated but the heart... the heart must remain fierce. No matter what, the heart is and will always be a vital organ.

But the heart is also a symbol of love.

A symbol of compassion.

A symbol of deep rooted emotions in terms of the self.

When a force is bigger than one can handle, it is the heart that takes the brunt of it.

It is also the heart that drives us to do great things.

When a person does something out of malice or contempt, it is not done with heart.
No, the heart cannot sustain such power.

The heart can only deliver love and compassion and joy and bliss. This is what I believe.

It can hold sorrow. It can hold sadness. It can hold regret. It can even hold unbearable grief.
If it tries to hold hate, it only remains in a state of toxic energy and the beat of it changes.

The beat of the heart becomes different. Not rhythmic, you see, because what becomes absent is so vital to the heart that it slowly withers into itself and only ends up providing the necessary purpose to keep one alive.

What happens to the passion? What happens to the love? What happens to the joy and the bliss and the compassion towards the simple things that makes the heart sing and beat in a certain way?

It is lost.

It is absent.

The heart is not content.

When you do what you love, your heart feels it. When you show someone you love them, your heart feels it. When you pray for someone you love, your heart feels it.

When you wish upon someone the most beautiful things this life can offer, your heart feels it.
When you hold your baby for the very first time, your heart feels it.

When you kiss someone you love for the very last time, your heart feels it.
When you've been given a gift that has no monetary value, your. heart. feels. it.

Things that come from the heart are powerful and majestic.

When I feel like things could not get any worse or better, I know that no matter what, my heart will continue to beat the way it has for a very long time. It's the beat of it that makes this feeling so very special.

I do things with heart because otherwise, what's the point?

The power of words

I was wondering the other day just how many words does a person actually 'utter' each day? How do you measure that? I think of random things, I guess.

Then I thought, what about the people who'd rather not speak that much? Or the ones who speak too much? Or the ones who want to speak but can't? Goodness, the list can go on, right?

In all this thought about words, I came to think of the actual 'power' of words.

Words.

They hold energy.

They hold force.

They hold power and love and hate and inspiration and creativity and strife and pain and compassion.

Words hold a whole lot of things.

I then began to recall how words can do great harm.

"You are worthless."

"Nobody loves you."

"I hate you."

"I wish you'd never existed."

Those statements up there are powerful in a negative way. They are like swords with sharp edges as if to inflict the deepest level of pain. Those words are not forgotten...

I recently read a wonderful study on water and intent. The author wrote about how the power of 'intent' made a significant and proven difference in something as simple as water.

"The water was blessed or prayed upon by Rabbis for a specific amount of time, thus infusing the water with the prayers. I even came across plastic bottled spring waters in Whole Foods that had mantras on them."-Kiel Pollit

Even an element like water can undoubtedly be affected by our words. The power of our words can make or break anything. When placed under a microscope, the water 'showed' the effect of words upon it.

"Merely, writing positive words and affirmations on the sides of water bottles had a similar effect, where negative words made the water lackluster and positive words created beautiful formations."-Keil Pollit

I tell my daughters to choose their words 'wisely' because once said, they cannot be easily taken back. Once the word(s) is out, it sticks to whatever was its target.

Sure, they get upset and want to rage at each other with hurtful things like, 'you're stupid!' or 'I'm a winner and you're a loser!' I don't like hearing these things from them so it's my job to correct the behavior.

I encourage communication, and discussion and arriving at a 'middle ground' when no one seems to be content because no matter what happens, the only thing that will always remain is love and compassion.

I know how words can make a difference or break a child's spirit. I know this because I've felt this. I've heard this. I've been inflicted with powerfully negative words as well as, powerfully positive ones. The latter ones I've held onto tightly and owned.

Words, whether positive or negative, stick to everything. Period.

I know that my use of words will sear an image, emotion or association in my children's minds.

I stumble upon beautiful words. I share them with people I love. I create and string together words of my own to show and feel and make authentic connections. I. Love. Words...

I dislike how words are used to judge and beat down and squash others. Those words hurt.
They stick like a fly drowning in molasses.

My fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Smith, used her words to encourage and inspire and to tell me, "Laura, no matter what you do, no matter where you came from, always know that you are worth it and you are strong. Keep your head up high, beautiful."

Her words stuck to me like walking through a cob web or like a floating dandelion in the breeze.

Everything begins with the words I choose. With every word I utter, I am invariably forming the lives of my daughters with how I verbalize things to them.

My tone matters.

My intent matters.

My choice matters.

My words matter.

Words are power and I want nothing more than to bring love and wonder to them through my words.

Here is the work of Dr. Masaru Emoto on "Water Consciousness and Intent"

How are your words making a difference?

'Oh the thinks...!' A celebration

Today was another one of those special days. Yes, it was! We celebrated a brilliant mind, a wild imagination and a writer's words that more than likely played a role in each of our learning to read.

The fabulous Theodore Seuss Geisel a/k/a Dr. Seuss!

Celebrations were in order at our local children's museum. Happy 108th Dr. Seuss!

Thing 1

Thing 2

Thing 3

We watched a fun and 'live' production of 'Green Eggs and Ham' and later heard two 'Seuss' stories read aloud to an auditorium of about 200 children. Stories were followed by all of us singing 'Happy Birthday to Dr. Seuss' and yummy CUPCAKES for the kiddies.