Monthly Archives: February 2012

The Language of Lipstick

I was feeling a little blue the other day.  Stuff wasn’t happening like I had planned.  I hadn’t heard back from a few potential SoulMates on interviews.  My Dad is having surgery.  My job is uber busy and my clients are not happy about my in and out schedule of late to support my Dad.

With my head hanging low, I thought about what I could do to lift my spirits.  Zumba.  I love it. Dancing.  Sweating.  Loud music.  I look at the clock and realized it was too late.  I’d never make it to class. Now what?  Lipstick.   A new lipstick always makes me feel good.  So off I go in search of a lipstick to brighten not only my lips, but my day.

In the car, my ipod is dead which equals no podcasts or my music.  Every station on the radio has a commercial.  I think I even hit every red light.  My pity party was still in full swing.  But things were about to change.

As I am searching for that happy color, the words on a particular tube jump out at me.  See the picture?  The freakin lipstick is called “soulmate.”  I nearly fell over.  I declared the pity party to be over.  Paid for my lipstick and sang the 70s classic “Signs” as I walked to my car.  Signs, signs, everywhere a sign.

One Moment in Time

With the sudden passing of Whitney Houston, I thought I would look to her catalog for an inspirational song and I found a gem in One Moment in Time.  This is the final chorus;

Give me one moment in time

When I’m more than I thought I could be

When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away

And the answers are all up to me

Give me one moment in time

When I’m racing with destiny

Then in that one moment of time

I will be

I will be

I will be free

I will be

I will be free

I know several people who battle with addictions.  I know that it is a literal battle.  I know that they are looking for that moment of time when they feel free.  I wish Whitney could have found her freedom, her peace, here on earth.  I wish that for everyone.  Take good care of your SOUL.  Do the work to set it free.

Karen McCrocklin

When I interviewed Karen McCrocklin she must have said “authentic” a gazillion times.  OK.  Maybe a few dozen.  But there is no doubt that authenticity is a theme in her life.  She is connected to that energy and makes changes in her life when the connection to that energy is waffling or isn’t there.

After the interview that word “authentic” stuck with me.  I started to think about areas of my life that do not feel authentic.  One that jumped out was my job.  I am an environmental consultant by day, but I dream of more.  Of being a writer and taking my passion that is SOUL on the road.  That is my dream and I am taking the necessary steps to make that dream a reality.

But today I need this job.  So I decided to dissect my job.  Figure out the parts of it that make me happy.  Those parts that when I do them, I feel authentic.  So here’s what I came up with.

  • I choose this field because I am a tree hugger to the core.  I love nature and I want to protect it.
  • My job gives me a chance to be of service.  I like the assignments where I know I am truly helping my client, not just filling out a report that no one really cares about.
  • I have a team of people that report to me and I love coaching them.  I have a few kids right out of college that I just love to mentor.

For the past few weeks, I have really been staying in tune with this energy, this feeling of authenticity at work.  I have been delegating more and ensuring that I put some energy towards at least one of those above bullets points daily.

And when I do, I can hear Karen in my head cheering “UBU, Baby!”

The Sound of Music

As you know from my monthly music posts, I truly believe that singing feeds the soul.  I also believe a good story can feed your soul with inspiration.  So this month I encourage you to combine your singing and inspirational movie watching into one with The Sound of Music.

Till a week ago, I hadn’t seen this movie in a long time.  I had forgotten the complexity of the movie.  It’s a coming of age movie.  A love story.  A history lesson.  A musical.

For this recent viewing of mine, I got to see the movie in a slightly different way.  I went to “Sing-A-Long Sound of Music.”  People dress up.  You are given props.  You have to do things when certain characters are on the screen.  It was hysterical.  Think Rocky Horror, but substitute the transvestites for nuns.