Posts by LisaYoung

The Juicer

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Back in January, I was gifted with a juicer by a UK company that sells washing machines, among other things. Their “Fairy Hobmother” sent it as a gift for commenting on a friend’s blog (who knew?). I unpacked it and started using it right away. The marketing genius behind what they did is a topic for a future post (on my other blog). Today, I want to talk about the juicer.

Three Kinds Of Juicers

Apparently, there are different kinds of juicers. I had no idea. I first started lusting after one when my friend Judi hosted me at her delicious B&B in Atlanta last Fall. She had a “masticating” juicer. I thought it was pretty cool. But I had no idea there are actually three types of juicers: centrifugal, masticating, and triturating (twin gear). The more I learned about juicers, the more I recognized a parallel to life that I now share with my clients.

Willingness

Posted by LisaYoung in Big Ideas, Faith | 5 comments

“Why do you blog so much?’

It was a valid question. And I tried to be open to where the truth laid within me.

Silence.

Not because I was unwilling to answer, but because the tears started choking me.

(God, I feel like such a pansy lately with all this boo-hoo talk. Really, I’m a take-charge kind of gal, so this stuff feels icky to me. Fo’ real.)

I mungled my way through some explanation about how it’s an outlet for me to talk to people in the hopes that what I’m sharing will actually help someone.

Because that’s where all my hope lies: that the crap I endure from day to day (and the good stuff, too), will somehow help someone else have a better time of it while they’re on this rock we call Earth.

My coach and I have a deal: I am ruthlessly honest, and try not to go against everything she says (since I’m an 8 according to the Enneagram), and she plays it straight and “spicy” with me – never letting me off the hook for something. She helps me see my world through different eyes (a good coach is NOT a ‘yes man’!).

Most of the time I love her, but in this very bare moment, I’m feeling cornered, and really want to hate her for a minute.

Obsessions

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There’s a haunting in my heart.

I’ve been raised to be dutiful, honest, hard working, and basically a “nice” person.

I’ve worked hard to be that person.

That person isn’t me.

There are people in the world that would love to trade places with me in a heartbeat, and I know that. I’m incredibly grateful for the life I’ve worked so hard at having. It’s very nice.

Nice.

It’s a word that reminds me of Tybalt’s line from Shakespeare. “I hate the word. As I hate hell…”

Unpacking An Old Dream

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When I was a kid, I used to dream about being “a rock staaaar”, as I used to call it.

You know, writing and singing songs on a stage in front of thousands of screaming fans. That kind of thing.

Well, I got older, and older, and “life” seemed to get in the way. I all but abandoned that dream for the last fifteen years.

See, I’ve been doing some concentrated living since I graduated high school. I had a kid, got married, had another kid, started a couple of businesses, lost a couple of businesses, and bascially set about living a normal life, instead of chasing after some “hare-brained, childish dream” from a time when my hips were a lot slimmer, and my hair wasn’t even starting to grey.

Then, a friend of mine, who holds a weekly meeting for spiritually minded folks at her shoppe, suggested we all put together vision boards.

When Your Heart Says Yes, But Your Resources Say No

Posted by LisaYoung in Faith | 5 comments

This is only temporary.

There will come a time when everything you need is right in front of you.

Actually, that time is now.

Sure, there are probably half a dozen things you can think of that would make this dream a lot more achievable right now, but that’s not how this works, sweetheart.

Look around.

Everything you need – I said need – is already here.

Surrounding you. Inside you. Near you. Waiting for you.

If you think you need more than what you already have to make this thing happen, make a list.