Wearing Red Isn’t Enough…

Jane CarrollYesterday was…Wear Red Day…I did my best…which was red undies and socks…I posted an article with links to discovering your personal cardiac risk…

I felt proud of myself…I’d done my job…I’d made information available…I had even made the point that knowing your risk and taking action to lower it…was indeed part of living your truth…

That’s when…Bertha…zinged me…

What is my truth about heart disease…about being healthy in general…

Of course…I want to be healthy…I want to have a healthy body…that is my truth…

Then…what are you doing about it…

Zing…

Umm…hmmm…gulp…

About that time…Bertha…let me in on a point of truth…it doesn’t do me any good to know my truth…unless…I own it…and…live it…

Well…that was enough to make me drop my Twinkie and jump on the treadmill…as I realized that although my truth about my health had not changed over the past couple of years…that I was no longer fully owning it…and certainly not living it…not the way I used to…

She made me dig deep…

I realized the reasons why I stopped my healthy lifestyle…and looked at where they fit in with my truth…did those reasons and those actions fully support the truth of who I am…

It wasn’t a simple answer…in some ways they did…at least for the circumstances I was in…and…from the coping skills I knew at that time…

But…that was then…and this is now…time to really dig down into the truth of my health…own it…live it…

I’m not exactly sure what I’m going to do…but I do know that…wearing red…isn’t enough…

Jane…

Coaching with Jane Carroll and BerthaBertha and would love to walk with you on your journey of truth.

Feathers…

Sometimes…my heart is so full…that it’s hard to write…there’s so much fullness that it doesn’t make its way to my fingers…doesn’t come out on the page…I’m not sure why this happens…it would seem that it would be the other way around…when my heart is empty…or…only partially filled…words wouldn’t come…but they do…

Bertha…says…it’s because there are too many thoughts…to many emotions…to get them sorted out and onto the page…

I suppose she’s right…the magic of last night’s snow…has filled my heart…watching the trees become covered in…white feather leaves…as feathery flakes continued to fall…until…the fullness of the moon commanded the sky…giving way only to the sunrise…and a world filled with sparkling diamonds…

She reminds me of…the magic…the gift…of nature…of life…that true joy has nothing to do with…my bank account…my body…or any of the other things I might stress about…

Rather…true joy…comes when I open my heart…to snowy feathers…falling from the sky…

Jane