What you believe. . .

 

. . . is fine with you.

 

What do you believe? Do you find it hard some days to believe in anything? I sit down once a week and share with you my thoughts to inspire you to think about life, your life, and to believe in who you are. I know that believing in yourself is not always easy, in a world where some beliefs are often shaped and molded by rituals and stories.

 

When I sat down to write last week, all I could think of was Easter and what it means. I try so very hard each week to share my perspectives on things but not force anyone to think a certain way. I accept and am happy with the fact that some of you may have different opinions. So I am choosing to stay neutral and say nothing about Easter, to avoid controversy.

 

I can ask, however, are we losing the meanings of things over time? Holidays, traditions, celebrations? Will children generations from now know what we celebrated and why, or will the future hold an entirely different past to celebrate? What do you believe? And more importantly, why? As I wrote this I started to wonder more about life and what it means, it is easy for me to believe in myself, but can you say the same?

 

When you look in the mirror each day, do you believe in you? Do you trust your instincts, your skills, and your abilities? Do you believe that if you truly want something to happen, it will? This is the energy that should be nurtured and shared, attached to your biggest smile.

 

Believing should be more than a motion we go through to satisfy a momentary idea, it should come from the heart and the soul, it should, whatever we choose to believe in, give us strength, and it should help to guide us down what ever path we choose to walk.

 

We need to simply believe, in whatever we choose, but in my opinion, to believe in anything else, you need to believe in yourself first. You have a light in your soul that shines brightly. You have an essence, you have energy. You are unique in the universe, so find strength in this. Do something no one else has done, or admire that which others do, but at the end of every day, believe in life, believe in you.

 

A stone to some is just a stone, it does nothing that they can see

But I choose to enjoy the ripples it makes when tossed into water by me.

 

🙂

BawB

 

Can you hear the wind sing. . .

 

. . . the new song of spring?

 

Does the thought of spring do anything for you? Can you feel a change occurring within you? It’s really quite amazing I think, the fact that humans have evolved into such a dominant, thinking species. We have excelled in the last few decades at miniaturizing and improving our electronic devices; our communication equipment can now tell us in less than a heartbeat what the weather is going to be next week. Yet, we are still so much like our animal friends that we feel and react to the coming of spring.

 

I start my spring on March 1. I always have. It’s around this date that I can “feel” the changes in the sun—it seems warmer, stays out longer, and refreshes the day with more vigor. The wind goes through changes as well; it dances differently, it carries warmth with a song of change and starts to whistle tunes of enjoyment. Coats on our neighborhood four-footed outdoor denizens start to change, birds flutter about looking for somewhere to nest, and motorcycles start to appear on the streets.

 

Cars and bikes display a winter’s worth of changes, modifications, and polishing the very first day the streets are officially dry. We watch the news for the updated weather forecast and will alter our go/no-go temperatures by five degrees if it means getting out there for that first ride. Of course there are the winter folk who feel spring in the air as well. They entertain sad thoughts of the need to once again store the machines that brought them smiles, and they reflect on all the fun they had over the course of the winter months.

 

Spring changes us emotionally as well. I swear that most of us go into a rest mode during the winter. We still exist, we work, we live, we share our smiles, but during the first few weeks of spring, we, like the flowers and the trees, start to bud. Color comes back to our cheeks, we walk with a bounce in our step, and even the morning rush is less stressful because we feel a calm inside us.

 

I am finding it easier to sit in the office with my morning coffee and write my thoughts and share my daily inspiration on Facebook. It almost feels to me as if the day has become more welcoming. Even my dog, Levi, has a smile. He’s started shedding his winter coat and takes a little longer every morning to do his outside run.

 

Best of all, soon I will be out there on the streets with my freshly polished and modified motorcycle feeling the wind in my face and the freedom in my soul.

 

Feel the spring wind as it covers the ground.

It shares with you the warmth it’s found.

 

🙂

BawB

Stress by any other name. . .

 

. . . is still avoidable.

I am a calm person by nature. There isn’t much that gets me riled up, at least in my day-to-day life. Don’t get me wrong, I could go off on a tangent with the best of them, but I choose to see the simplicity in things. While in my shop this week working on the bikes, getting them ready for spring and making some modifications, I found myself getting quite frustrated rewiring the controls on the Sportster. It should have been easy enough, I’ve rewired bikes before, but this machine did everything in its power to raise my stress levels.

I know what you’re thinking: machines don’t have power. But they do. We give them names, we look after them, we wash and feed them, we groom them, and we adorn them to make them look more appealing. Yes, machines have power over us, and as some of you will attest to, they have personalities. I swear I could hear laughter coming from this motorcycle as I manipulated a paperclip into a tiny little hole to release a lock that held a connector pin in place. But I maintained my composure, talked to the connector  in a calm, rational tone :), I worked through the building stress levels by breathing and keeping it simple,  the tiny lock reluctantly released its hold. All calm was restored in the shop.

This same mind over matter syndrome took place again in my office for three days in a row. Normally, every morning I wake up, let my little dog out, put the coffee on, and then sit down to do some writing—my morning brain workout so to speak. Well, for those three days, likely due to the time I was spending with the bikes, I had nothing. Not a word came to mind. I sat for about an hour each morning and drifted in and out of peaceful calm looking for, well, words.  There were none, and yes, I got frustrated, stressed out in fact, because I am a writer. Writers write, and I had nothing.

I took a moment to breathe, to find my calm and to realize that being stressed about not writing was making not being able to write even worse. After only a few moments of realizing I was not moving forward, I stepped back, took a breath and relaxed, I simply thought about not thinking for a moment, and the words began to flow. All calm was restored in the office .

It is so easy to let go of calm. We give in to our instinctive fears, we worry, we compete, and we pressure ourselves to meet unreachable goals and deadlines. We forget to breathe. Let me remind you today to find a place to store your calm— somewhere in your mind that is easily accessible, somewhere you can go to breathe. Go there often, and enjoy being you. Always.

Smile . . . Breathe . . . Believe.

🙂

BawB

When you say you have nowhere to go. . .

 

. . . which direction are you looking?

 

If I had a nickel for each time I have heard someone proclaim “I’m bored,” I would be a rich man. How on earth can anyone get bored, with all there is to do and see, to read and watch, to play and listen to? I just don’t understand it. It would be so easy to slip into a rant right now, but with some self-restraint and calm breathing, let me just say that if you have the time to be bored, then you are not taking the time to enjoy the little things in life.

 

Often when people say they are bored, they blame it on a lack of direction. But what does it mean, exactly, when people say they have no direction? Are they lost? Or admitting that no one has told them where to go recently?

 

I have found on my journey, through listening to others and, of course, soul searching, that direction can be found with a compass (your intuition) and a dream. The compass will point you in the right direction and the dream will help you create the place you would like to be. You should be knowledgeable when it comes to reading a compass, how to find true north and believe in your intuition, and equally, you should be able to tell the difference between a dream and a fantasy. You could dream about being further along in your career and, in the process, solidify the steps you need to take to advance to the next level. This is a direction-driven dream. Conversely, you could fantasize about being the president of the company and firing your boss, but if you don’t actually want to be president and just dislike your boss, this is only a fantasy.

 

My point here is that I dreamed about something different in my life. I wanted to go in a different direction, so I trusted my compass and looked at paths that would take me to different places in my life. The path I chose was that of a writer who publishes books of inspirational quotations and stories about life. As it turns out, I was destined to follow this path.

 

If you find yourself with no direction, lost where you are, then look at a different horizon. See if there are other paths out there for you.  If you look, maybe a door or two will open to show you an unexpected turn. Don’t be afraid to be happy being you. You are the only one responsible for your success in life. Follow your own compass.

 

Take a step towards some place that you would like to go.

You will find before too long that your energy starts to flow.

 

🙂

BawB

 

Because I can talk. . .

 

. . . I learned how to walk.

 

I have chosen to share the inspirational thoughts on life and living that my spirit guide, the Raven, has shared with me. But these thoughts I share on Facebook, in my blog posts, and in my book are not just words—they are words I live by every day.

 

If you have been following my blogs, you will have read about the value of believing in yourself, rewarding yourself, patting your own back after your successes, and learning from your failures. I have written about smiling and staying calm and about finding your inner balance. Every day, I want to inspire everyone who hears my words to enjoy being who they are. Every day, I look in the mirror and am happy being me because I write these things for you. This is who I am.

 

I succeed, I smile, I fail, and I smile because I tried. I don’t just write for the sake of writing; I write because, thanks to technology, I can share my beliefs on the important things in life that we all tend to forget: breathing, believing, balance, and being. Practice these things every day and reward yourself every day for just being you. Give yourself credit—it is due. You’ve earned it.

 

Recently, the creation of BawB’s Raven Feathers Volume II became a reality. It is currently in the final stages of editing, a task that can only be done by someone who understands what I think and how I feel when I write. In order to experience the thrill of publishing a book, I had to learn to let go, to be patient, and to believe in what others can do.

 

I am excited to share volume II. I am growing and breaking down the walls that took so many years to build; I am finding strength inside me I never knew existed. I am what I write because I choose to be. I am living the happiness that I deserve, and I will share my smile on whatever path I choose to walk—I hope that you do too.

 

Before you could think you learned to talk, your words are how you share

the way you feel and what you believe—they bring your soul to bear.

 

J

BawB

 

Why is it called weekend. . .

. . . when we are just beginning?

The concept of a weekend is a perfect example of social conditioning. Most of us  have grown up believing that the week ends on Sunday. When you sit for a moment and empty your mind of generations of conditioning, however, doesn’t this seem like an absurd idea? I know there’s no changing what is cast in stone, but it sure is interesting to consider how programmed we are to respond to corporate needs.

Often as we get older, we start to see things a little more clearly. Our future is not a future anymore: it is a here and now. We no longer have the luxury of planning and the benefits of holding on to “what if” scenarios. Instead, many of us experience fear involving the following question: what will I do when I am no longer told what to do? When I step outside the corporate walls?

Within the corporate walls of existence there are doors, hundreds of them, and these doors swing both ways—you can choose to enter or exit at any time. This should ease the fears in some of you. At some point in your life, you will likely start to question routine, and you don’t have to wait to question this at the corporate-based magic age of sixty-five. When you feel that you are better suited to do something on your own, then believe in yourself and do it. Start your own company, take on the challenges, and weigh the risks and benefits.

We often fear the unknown, but instead of being scared of what’s to come, try welcoming the gift of choice and plan your future. Walk through the door of opportunity and start something for yourself. If it doesn’t work the first time, walk back through the door and pick up where you left off or find something different for yourself. One of the most important things you can do in life is believe in yourself and what you can do. Start your week whenever you want to, not when someone else tells you to.

There is no hard and fast rule that states you must work for someone else for the rest of your life or until you are “too old to benefit the company.” Get out and enjoy your life: it is yours. And don’t worry about going stir crazy and having nothing to do outside of the corporate walls—you might just be amazed at how busy you become when you finally start to enjoy being you.

The time when you finally step away, from being told what you can do

could be your most uplifting time, to start to enjoy just being you.

🙂

BawB

Make sure you know where your center is. . .

 

. . . before you seek the edge.

 

Well, here we are—a new year is upon us, and already I am planning my adventures: which roads to take, which paths to walk. First thing on the agenda is to get smarter about marketing, with the guidance and wisdom of Beth from Author Connections.

Next up, full steam ahead with volume II of BawB’s Raven Feathers, already in the capable and talented hands of Rachel from Faultless Finish Editing. Then off to chat with our newly appointed designer, Fiona Raven, such wonderful energy.

 

I will also make time this year to see as many people as I possibly can, and I mean really see them, physically. I have realized that once we have been swallowed up by the time bubble, it is impossible to recognize how fast time really passes, and before we know it, another year has passed. So this year, I am choosing to make the time to get on my motorcycle or hop in the camper and do what should come naturally—say hello, face to face.

 

I had the pleasure of seeing some folks over the holidays who reminded me of the dangers of “wishing we would have” and “feeling we should have.” One of the unfortunate side effects of growing older is seeing everybody around you grow older too. Things seem happen more quickly, the older we get, and sometimes our actions have more drastic consequences. For example, the “I’ll get around to it” never comes.

 

It is important to determine the center of your life, the place where you can find balance. From this place you can see the edges of your life for 360 degrees and can head out in any direction with the comfort of knowing you can return to the center at any time. If you are grounded in your center, it becomes easier to make time to do the things you need to do without getting lost or overloaded.

 

Stay balanced, stay focused, and for goodness’ sake, stay in touch with people. Remember your energy is fluid—it travels with the wind. Attach a smile to it and share your thoughts. People need to know you are out there; you need to share in the energy of the world. Stay positive, stay active, mentally and physically, and above all, know where the center of your life is and believe in you.

 

You are the one who knows you best, so believe in who you are.

It never hurts to dream sometimes, or wish upon that star.

 

🙂

 

BawB