rockets of love

Rockets of Love

Today I want to talk about love. I want to talk about loving people who are really hard to love. People you may not even know. Or maybe you do know. People who are trying to hurt you, whether they know it or not.

 Love Them Anyway

What’s important is that you love them anyway. Because the only person you can “control” in this life is you. And certainly you’re the only one whose feeling you can manage. And the way you want to feel is happy and loving, right? So that means loving people for whom they are, no matter where they are in their lives or what they are doing to you. It can be really, really hard. Believe me, I know. But the more you do it, the easier it becomes. Love people anyway.

I’m on vacation today and I sought out a labyrinth, because that’s what I do! It’s this sweet one shown above located on Moss Beach in Half Moon Bay, California. And today while I was walking the labyrinth, I prayed so much love for someone who needs it. Someone that I’ve had some anger for lately because they are overtly (indirectly) trying to ruin my life. I asked God to send this person so much love and high vibes, to lift them up. I felt so good after walking the labyrinth and praying for them and for me.

And that’s ultimately my goal. To love everyone. To be love. To be high vibe.

It’s easy to slip and to fall back down into anger and gossip and feeling mean feelings toward someone that is trying to hurt you. But then you just end up feeling bad too. And one way I want to feel is GOOD. I’ve been waking up every day and saying, “I want to feel good today.” {I got that from Dr. Wayne Dyer.} And I think about what I can do to generate good feelings in my body. I want them to take over me. And LOVE is certainly one way to get me feeling good, that’s for sure.

It’s a practice. And the more you do it the better you get at it. So pretty soon we’ll all be living in high vibe land and our trips down into the lower vibes will just be short little jaunts. We’ll feel poorly and immediately want to do whatever we can to feel love and jump back into higher vibe feelings.

 Rockets of Love

I’m making it my practice. Would you like to join me? Let’s all practice loving even the ones that are difficult to love. Let’s shoot them rockets of love!!! And we’ll feel so much love and such a sense of well being in return. it’s a win-win for everyone!

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Confrontation to Minimize Conflict via Tiny Buddha

This week’s Share The Love Sunday is brought to us by Tiny Buddha, a website that I LOVE. If you aren’t familiar with them, grab a cup of coffee and hunker down to spend some time – there is so much goodness to be found there!

I found this article for my daughter, who sublet her apartment for the summer and returned to find all of her things shoved in a box in the corner, her dresser top ruined, and black spots on the carpet. She wasn’t sure how to handle the situation because the person she sublet to is a classmate, someone she’s going to have to continue seeing for the next couple years.

The article title is, A Simple Way to Confront Someone To Minimize Potential Conflict and was written by Belinda Noyes. You can find the whole article here. I wanted to share it because I feel like this is something that a lot of us struggle with.

One of the main points is, do we have to see confrontation as a negative thing? A lot of us were raised to believe that if we confront someone we are being, “bitches.” When in reality we are having a backbone and not allowing ourselves to be doormats. It’s all about how you handle it. I hope you’re read the article and that you find value in it!

Happy Sunday!

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Receiving Grace

          A man whose hands are full of parcels can’t receive a gift –C.S. Lewis

Once upon a time, I took a trip with six other women to a place an hour north of where I live, called Aravaipa, Arizona. We went with the plan to do nothing. Or I should say nothing that we didn’t absolutely WANT to do. If we wanted to work, we could, or we could do personal projects, read, paint, make medicine bundles, sing, talk, sit and drink adult beverages, hike, pray. Whatever. We. Wanted.

It was one of the best weeks that I’ve ever had. I was in gorgeous nature with some beautiful women – inside and out – and more relaxed than I had been in a long time.

However amazing the week was, it turned out to be a week full of unexpected blessings and learning.

I have thought for a while now that I had an issue around being seen. That to be safe I needed to blend in and not make waves. I grew up in a household where that felt imperative. It’s part of the reason why I have no tattoos. Because then people would want to look at them – at me. And yet, there is a part of me that likes being on stage and occasionally, the center of attention. So I’ve had a difficult time trying to make sense of this.

While on this trip to Aravaipa something crazy happened. Several of us ladies, some with coffee cups in hand, took a morning walk to welcome the day. None of us really knew where we were going – we just kept going. And going. What ended up happening was that we hiked over the top of a mountain – totally off-road with no maps or really any provisions. Thankfully, I didn’t have a coffee cup and had brought a bottle of water that was shoved into the back of my pants and I was wearing proper enough shoes.

The bizarre part of the morning walk-turned-off-road-climb-over-the-top-of-a-mountain-and-down-the-other-side was the magnetism that I had with Teddy Bear Cholla. They are super cute little cacti that “drop” their arms in order to propagate. Throughout our entire walk the babies were attaching themselves to me. The two ladies hiking behind me kept telling me, “Laurie, there’s another one on your jeans.” Some of them only stuck to the jeans, but some of the barbs went through and into my leg.

As we climbed up the mountain, I thought I was being super careful, but I put my left hand right down onto one of the babies. I said some sort of expletive quite loud and whipped my hand around to see what had hurt. I actually thought I might have been bitten by a snake. Then I saw it was a cholla baby.

The intriguing thing about these guys are that they have barbed needles, which makes it impossible to just grab it to pull it out because then it’ll be stuck on the other hand…So one of the ladies, Pixie, came over and managed to get the thing off of me by using two rocks, but I continued the hike over the mountain back to our place with a ton of the barbs still in it. I’ve linked to a youtube video so that you can see what it looks like and how hard it is to get them off of you. If you have a weak stomach, you might want to skip it. {Also, he curses some in the video, so you may want to turn the volume down if you don’t like that sort of thing.}

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmhkl27I4pw

When we got back to the lodge, we found that the ladies that had stayed behind were quite worried, because they had thought we were just going for a walk – lol. One lady, Amy, had hurt her knee on the “walk” and then there was me with all of these prickly needles in my hand. We were a wreck. Exhausted. Hurt. Thirsty. Hot and tired.

Because I was ROASTING, I took off all of my clothes down to my bra and sat down at the kitchen table. One of the ladies made me an epsom salt bath to soak my hand in. Pixie gave me some tweezers and she and Jennette pulled the stickers out. Jen went down to the creek and got some mud and made me a cooling mud bath. But not only that, she ladled the mud over my hand so gently so as not to hurt me further. Barb made me a drink – a really good Bloody Mary and Maya came over to me and sat down on the bench next to me and put her arm around me and held me while I cried. It was the sweetest, most tender and loving way in which I’ve ever been cared for in my life. The most tender way In which I’ve been offered Grace.

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Jen spooning mud on my hand. It was so cooling and soothing.

Part of my crying was about the pain, because it hurt something FIERCE, but another part of it really had to do with how mortifying it was to have had this happen to me and another part was about how beautiful it was and how grateful I was. All of it. To have people helping me all day, letting me know that the cacti were on me and helping me to get them off with their walking sticks and then to have all of the sweet and tender care once we got back, was nothing short of incredible.

The cactus situation was all about being in a position to have to be seen to have to be needy. And to have to accept the Grace that was so freely and lovingly being offered to me.

Not once on that several hour hike did any of those ladies make me feel bad for having these things attach themselves to me. Not once did they shame me or make me feel wrong for putting my hand on one. I have some friends whose voices I could hear in my head saying, “This would only happen to you, Laur…only you” or something like that.

None of them did that. In fact, Pixie kept saying that she was amazed that I didn’t curl up in a ball and cry right there on the mountain. That I was tough. She praised me. She didn’t put me down. And every one of those ladies offered me so much Grace. So much love. And kindness. And tender mercy.

That my friends, is Grace.

Receiving Grace can be extremely difficult. And it’s a very big part of what my retreats are about. Receiving. If you feel like this is an area in which you might be ready to grow in, this might be the time for you to come!!!  Registration closes August 15 and there’s just one spot left! Is it yours???

This is also a story that I share in my class on Brave Girl University called Everyday Grace. If you haven’t signed up yet, it’s AWESOME!!! Over a hundred classes that you can take at your own pace, taught by amazing teachers, all with huge hearts and so much love to share. It’s $24.95 a month, but if you sign up here, you’ll get the first month free. You can cancel any time.


This is the eighth of 31 {or more} posts that I am writing on the topic of Grace. Please leave a comment any time about what Grace means to you or if you have any questions for me about Grace.

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