What is your exact brand of beautiful?

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What is your exact brand of beautiful?

Some of you may know that I am not the most organized person in the world. I can clean off my desk with the best of them, write a few appointments on the calendar and tidy up a bit. The problem: I often stumble back to the mess and getting caught up in life and before I know it my old ways of processing information and “stuff” creeps back in.

Recently, I started listening to a podcast called “The Life Coach School” by Brooke Castillo.  During one of her podcast, Brooke said something that I stopped what I was doing to write it down (being unorganized, I now have to remember where it is… just kidding I know where it is).  Here is what Brooke said, “Your thoughts and words are artistic expressions- they are your exact brand of beautiful.” Sit on that just a minute…. Whoa! In case you are interested, here is a link to her podcast.  https://thelifecoachschool.com/category/podcasts/

My thoughts: What does my exact brand of beautiful look like, here goes….

  1. I often let fear guide my thinking – fear is not pretty! Fear holds us back from reaching our full potential and allowing us to serve out the purpose we were put on this earth for. How do we overcome fear? We change the words that we say to ourselves. Often, I use music to remind me.  My go-to songs are “Fear is a liar” by Zach Williams and “The Breakup Song” by Francesca Battistelli.

  2. I believe that there are still good people in the world. This is sometimes a struggle to remember, but as I step into the salon each day, I am surrounded by some of those “good” people. Each one of the ladies at the salon has a good heart, and they each put forth their smiles and come to work prepared to listen and care for our guests. I was reminded of the goodness in the world when walking into Kroger the other day. A woman and her teenage daughter stopped and offered to help an elderly gentleman get his groceries into his car. Moments later, those same ladies joined me in the line for coffee.  I was given the opportunity to be able to reward them by paying for their drinks, paying forward their kindness.

  3. As many of us do, I know I’m not alone here, I look in the mirror and criticize my body, my wrinkles, search for grey hair (or my silver lining) and spend more time evaluating than I do giving thanks that I woke up today. There is breath in my lungs, and I can walk, I had hot water and was able to clean myself properly, I had breakfast, lunch and dinner and a snack or 5 (LOL). You get the point.

  4. It is easy to look back and think I should’ve done this better, changed this, and taken the time to do xyz…. The past is just that, the past. Let it go! It is hard, but it is what gave you strength to end up right where you are today. The more you let the past control you, the more you give that person, the thing that happened, situation, etc. the control to determine the actions, attitude, and achievements of today.

In conclusion of this, I want to end with a little vulnerable confession: I have always loved writing, journaling and putting my thoughts on paper. As a teen, poetry was my way of expression, as a young adult, it was journaling my days, good and bad, for a while I was so lost I couldn’t even find words to express my feelings, and today, I journal my thoughts, prayers and step out and share some of these thoughts with you. There is fear in sharing publicly. Will people read it? What will they think? I don’t know the answer to these questions, but what I do know is that in this journey called life, I feel called to inspire YOU! If one message I put out inspires only one person to be “their exact brand of beautiful” then I have succeeded. Take a minute today to check your thoughts, words, and actions. What does your artwork look like? Is it messy and unfinished or is it a beautiful masterpiece in progress? Make today the day that you ask yourself… “Does the thought I am currently having help me or hurt me?”

Transform your brand of beautiful starting today!

Until next time!

Blessings,

Michele