You’re doing the best you can.

Have you ever asked yourself the question:  Who or what am I capable of being?
Nothing like asking the big questions … right?
But seriously, I’m just asking …
Of course, it’s a personal question.
However, I ask because this question bobs around in my own mind ALL THE TIME.
Jeanne, who are you capable of being?
What are you capable of doing?
Are you doing it?
I sound like lots of fun, don’t I?
However, I ask with complete self-love … not judgement.
Not judgement.
But, with a love of my own soul and it’s potential.
Then I usually think:  I’m peddling as fast as I can here.  
I’m doing the best I can.
And so are you.
When I think of all of the precious young and old and in between souls out there trying their damnedest to do something good …
It makes me feel good about humanity.
Never mind about the others.
So, each day I wake up and ask for help and guidance to guide me to my best potential.
And then I eat a bagel.
OK, that’s a lie … I try to not eat wheat.
But, I want a bagel.
Anyway, as you are giving what you are capable of into the world, you are peddling as fast as you can as well.
I know it.
Anyone who reads a newsletter about the soul and self-love and purpose and positive thinking … is OBVIOUSLY doing their best:)
So, here’s to doing the best we can …

A really crazy story.

In Part One I mentioned my childhood poem about a caterpillar finding her place in the world.
And I mentioned writing a book about it decades later called: The Butterfly Silhouette.
What I didn’t mention is my really crazy story about this.
So, many years ago, during the time I wrote that poem, I had a friend in my neighborhood named Victoria. We played, swam in her pool, and ran around the block playing tag.
Then, around the age of 11, I moved away and lost touch with ALL of the neighborhood kids, including Victoria.
Fast forward many decades (who’s counting?) and my friend runs into Victoria at their high school reunion.
Remember, I moved away.
She knows my poem verbatim!
Victoria sees my friend and mentions that she remembers my Butterfly poem VERBATIM!
Decades later … how can this be?
I mean, after many decades!  VERBATIM!
My wise and tuned in friend whips out her phone and videos Victoria reciting the poem for ME!
What in the world?
How in the world did my childhood friend remember another kid’s poem, written decades ago, whom she hasn’t seen or talked to since?
I mean I wasn’t Mary Oliver or Robert Frost!
Why in the world did Victoria log it in her brain?
I Needed to Hear it on that Day.
And here’s the other really cool part: I needed to hear it on that day.
It was a day I needed to hear those words … to remind me of MY own destiny, my mission, my NEED for authentic expression.
I needed it.
My son and I were in San Francisco when I received the video of my poem being recited back to me.
He was in total disbelief that this unknown woman (to him) could recite a poem that’s been on our refrigerator forever!
We both knew in that moment that something bigger had intervened.
On that day, I needed to hear the words in the poem.
My poem.
I needed to be reminded of my own purpose. 
This kind of magic happens more and more … when we are in the flow of our lives.
The universe steps in and sends us what we need. 
Just when we need it, the forces that exist send us precisely what we need.
It guides us, coaxes us, nudges us, and holds us.
However, we have to show up.  
It is up to us to show up for our lives.
Showing up is self-love.
And no one else can tell us what we’re supposed to do.  It’s something we discover on our own.
Then, in those special moments, we’re shown the truth about ourselves.
And we’re reminded how incredibly powerful we are.
#self-love, #purpose

 

This is your life.

“And if I don’t
I will die,
because I have to be
a butterfly.”
So … I wrote a poem about this when I was about 8 years.
A caterpillar is destined to be a butterfly.  It’s in the cards.
This grayish green, wet crinkled straw paper looking insect turns into a magnificent, flying example of transformation.
Of being true to yourself.
Yet, the road getting there is a winding one at that.
Decades later I wrote a book about it.  In my story, my sweet caterpillar is terrified of leaving the garden.
She is terrified of the unknown.
And of dropping into the well of all healing.
Yet, she does.
It’s her destiny.
And she doesn’t even know it.  But, destiny knows it.
Something bigger knows it.
She takes that giant leap of faith … or that giant crawl of perseverance.
All sixteen legs are in.
She knows something more is out there and she must know what that is.
The pieces within her that she’s ignored will not be ignored any longer.
The still place within her that speaks to her at night … will not be kept asleep.
This inner place knows exactly who you are and what your life is for.
The place of purpose and soul.
#self-love, #purpose

4 Kinds of Doubt that Deflate the Soul

As a soul coach I’ve empowered thousands of people around the world to love themselves.
And I’ve found that the main issue that comes up for most people is DOUBT.
Four Kinds of Doubt That Come Up
1. In yourself that you’re good enough for … whatever.
2. That the universe has a plan for you.
3. If the world is connected (by more than the internet.)
4. Does a deeper life exist?
Just in case you relate … I used to mastered the art of doubting … doubting just about everything.
I doubted so much over so long … I exhausted myself.
Sometimes I could here whispers above me saying:
“What do we have to do to get this woman on board??”
“And what is it going to take for her to stop doubting and believe in her life?”
Eventually, I wrote about my history with doubt in my book The Butterfly Silhouette.
My sweet doubting caterpillar not only doubts she can be a butterfly … she doubts that she can leave her garden, if she will stop falling down, and that her mentor butterfly is watching over her.
I Get Doubt

When life didn’t go smoothly, I used to be easily discouraged. 

It felt like I was going in circles.
I wanted to move to Palm Springs and sell postcards.
No, then I wanted to make bagels.
Then, I just wanted to meditate and be left alone.
Yet, none of this was ultimately right for me.
Now, I’m relieved to say, doubting is behind me.
Therefore, I don’t know if you’re riding the doubt train
However, there may be ONE thing you doubt that is standing in the way of you loving and expressing what is inside you?
How do YOU move this thing you doubt, whatever it is, out of the way?
So that one day, a long time from now, you’ll go out saying:
I showed up, I was myself, I had fun, I believed in something bigger than myself, I shared who I was, I gave it all I had. I loved myself. 
#self-love, #purpose

Overcoming self-doubt and stepping into our purpose.

How do we stop doubting ourselves, so our sweet little soul doesn’t deflate and roll into the gutter …
By believing and owning this:
What is within you … needs to come out.
That’s it.
You’re here to DO something.
Your soul … or your essential nature, or genius, or true self, your spirit …
Is as real and essential to your life as air.
And is here to do somethingparticular to you.
And it DOESN’T MATTER if others have done something similar.
And it doesn’t matter if it impacts one person, 100 people, or millions of people.
Each person has a different plan.
And, that’s not all of it!
It gets better.
When we love ourselves
We FEEL empowered.
And we feel our own depth.
This is key.
Us humans can get a bit murky.
And we get to be real with ourselves about our murkiness …
That’s right.
However, we DON’T have to bare our souls to other people.
We don’t need their approval.
We simply need to be honest with ourselves. 
So we can:
Step into our power.
Accept the deepest part of ourselves.
Believe in what’s possible for us over self-doubt.
Feel secure in who we are.
And much more …
It’s quite incredible …
Living with self-love and purpose …
#self-love, #purpose