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What Polish Are You Putting On Your Life?

Life is a strand of pearls threaded through the experiences of our life.  It may have beautiful gems along with ugly rocks, and in the end we wear that in the energy of what we think and do.  Is it pretty and filled with lots of love and joy.  Or is it filled with unpolished diamonds, awaiting for you to put the polish to it? Or is it filled with mismatched and broken beads?

For many, the latter is the way that life is appearing when we let life happen to us.  The gems of our life are given away to others, or broken as we let events and life simply happen.  We lower our bar of how we feel about our self.  We lower our expectations  and box our self into a box of limitations, of anger, fear, anxiety and bring more of these experiences onto our self, around us, and expect that life is less than the beautiful strand of life we expected when we first started out in this beautiful  journey of this life experience.  Some experience this earlier in life than others, but it happens so often.

Imagine yourself as wearing a beautiful strand of pearls, each representing each experience in your life whether good, bad, happy or sad.  Give each a beautiful perfect bubble of pearlescence  and fill it in as solid and perfect as a beautiful pearl.   Each unique and individual in shape and size.  Doing this actually starts to block the events within the pearl and starts to lessen the impact of the events. 

It is a way of helping to visualize a different  outcome by helping to colour and shift any painful experiences of the past.  It is a way of creating a sense of beauty in your life and help you to embrace a new future, and raise the bar of expectations in your life.

As long you focus on the ugly in your life, you will see the ugly and expect the ugly.  Focusing on beauty will open you up to receiving beauty and feeling the beauty in your life.  It will open you to attracting more beauty in your life.  It will help you to experience pleasure, and open you up to live a more optimistic life.  It opens you up to feeling more complete and attract to you a strong feeling of satisfaction in your own life, and all that it is that you desire and deserve. 

This is another technique to help you move into the state of grace and open you up to better life mastery and  open you up to receiving what it is that you so greatly deserve.  Experiences of  Divine and inspired living.  No matter what, life will still continue to happen, but changing how you look at those experiences as pearls will help you to look for the beauty in each experience as opposed to heavy and broken rocks.

Brenda Pearce is known as the Empowered Nurse who Triages Body, Mind and Spirit.  She is a bestselling contributing author of The Inner Circle Chronicles, and the soon to be released Embraced By The Divine, The Emerging Women's Gateway To Purpose, Passion & Power www.embracedbythedivine.com .You can also receive a FREE Reiki Meditation experience at www.yourreikibreakthrough.com  

Bliss Is The Gift Of Being a Nurse

After being a nurse for over 30 years, I am still in awe of being one.

From my tentative beginnings of passing out so many times in training.  To standing in the elevator at work, praying for God to help me get through my shift. To learning how to integrate the computerized world into the  day to day demands of my work day. To pronouncing a death at the end of a long journey,  of someone who had no family members there to witness their transition. Holding their hand as they left this earthly plane.   Witnessing the beauty and fragility of life, knowing I did all that was humanly possible to hold that space, provide that comfort and feel the life-force take that final step as I hold their hand.   A gift.    When all I wanted to do was cry.

Staying strong in the face of the challenges and keeping the wall between personal life separate from the demands & decisions that hold life in the balance of  the shift.

My career has had it's ups and downs. Being laid off not once, but twice.  Realizing it was time to leave a job, when the politics in the place were difficult to reconcile, or when colleagues were less than congenial, or when the demands of the job robbed me of my peace of mind, leaving little left of me. Of the weekends, the holidays and special events I either had to miss, or leave in order to meet the commitments of  scheduled shifts.  Of  meeting the demands of  working all three shifts in a single week and not in a smooth flow of transition, like erratic blips of V-tach on a heart monitor.

I remain a nurse.

The other day, I had one of those days, or shall I say nights.  A client whose immediate struggle to gain breath left him blue and near the line we strive to not cross when not our time.  I went into action using the skills, the tools, and the limitations of what I can do in the place that I work.  Relieving the blockage and recovering the normal function of the amazing ability of the body to recover.  Receiving the grateful thanks of a life with life yet to live. So many times the people whom I assist are in a stage where they cannot share their thanks, but yet their thanks is felt by the look in their eyes. I received thanks from a grateful soul. Grateful to be there.  Knowing that I just had the experience of reviving life with my skills, knowledge, judgment.and hands.  Thanking God for being there and in service. Humbled by the experience of it all.

Thanks, like manna from heaven.  It feeds my soul.  It is the fuel that gets me up for a shift when all I want to do is hit snooze on the alarm clock.  Thanks is the fuel that fills my cup of compassion.  It gets me out the door when the roads are impassable to the regular commuter on a stormy winters night.  Thanks is what stops me from calling in, knowing that the shift will not be filled  despite feeling less than my peak. Thanks is all it takes.

Bliss is the gift of getting over my fears, over the many, many years.
Bliss is the gift of being a nurse.

Bliss Is The Blessings From The Garden!

After the last few years of re-establishing and establishing life at this point in life, I celebrated and planted a veggie garden.  

Growing up a farmers' daughter, marrying a farmer, and being a farmer, nothing gives me more joy that seeing seedlings sprout into the nutritional sustenance of food from the garden to the table.  Feeling the earth in my hands, getting dirt under the nails, luxuriating with the sun's warmth on my back, and birdsong in my ears, I smile.  Knowing that the vibrancy of the life force in the food fills me with sunshine, vitamins and God's promise of the bounty of the earth.

Gardening is BLISS!

Bliss Is.... A Beautiful Summer Day

After the long dark days of winter, where the endless spread of snow stretches on-wards in a never ending swirl of crystalline sparkle, the color-filled days of floral splendor dapple the landscape like sparkly fireworks grabbing the attention of the eye.

Dressed in the perfection of timing, each flower spreads it's wings in the unfurling of petals in hues vying for the attention of birds and bees.  Courting for the continuance to dance in the breeze, shine in the sun, drink from the rain, and when the season is done, return to the earth with the grace of a job well done.  

The flowers of cultivated gardens and random wildness amidst the roadside greenery enrich our souls with the knowledge that we are not alone.  For the nameless faces of flora and fauna have a life force, a purpose, and a richness to add to the tapestry of each beautiful day.

As the saying goes.  Stop and smell the roses along the way.

Bliss is the beauty even in the tiniest of flowers on a summer day.

Bliss Is... My 4 Beautiful Children

Bliss is the beauty, amazement and gift of 4 beautiful children.  These 4 beautiful souls who have graced my life with their presence.  3 who stayed, and 1 who left us all too soon, but did stop by for a while to teach with the wisdom of his brief life's presence.

It is not about mourning loss, but celebrating life.  Celebrating how these beautiful children shaped and shifted their lives to sharing their gifts.  Kenny was the teacher, who taught more in 4 and a half months than a professor in tenure, Kevin the guardian, James the clever one, Allison the artist.

Bliss is seeing the seeds that were planted, nurtured, fertilized, sprouted and loved mature into beautiful beings, flowering with gifts to the world. 

Bliss Is... My Mom's Garden of Love

As I awaken to the sounds of birdsong trilling in through my open windows, this beautiful morning, I am reminded of all the beautiful flower-filled summers with my mom. Almost daily visits to her home accompanied by walks of admiration of her beautiful gardens fills me with the bittersweet.  The bittersweet of how each walk is one less now with her in this earthly plane.  This beautiful soul who has birthed and nurtured me through my years, now in the waning of her life, is, and has been a rock for me of stability in a rocky world.

I cherish each walk, each moment, each card game that we play.  Each hug a moment of deep communion beyond the distractions of the day.   Each smile like a star being birthed in an endless universe.

Bliss is a mother's love.  Thank you mom!

Bliss is Breathing

Bliss comes in many forms.  It is a sensory reaction to feeling totally at peace, content, pain free, and in the moment.  Bliss is in the breath.  It is this breath, and then the next breath, and the next until we stop.

As a RN, I have seen a lot of first breaths, and last breaths.  And in doing so, I truly have an appreciation for the breath.  The mechanics, the functions, the dysfunctions and the vitality of it all.

I have chosen to live breath by breath, and be a human being; not a human doing.

Living breath by breath is truly a gift.
                                            Now that is BLISS.