Self Care Sunday – Honoring Commitments We Make To Ourselves

Playground Pier - Atlantic City, NJ

Playground Pier – Atlantic City, NJ

Often times people are so used to putting others before themselves they forget that honoring the commitments they make to themselves is an act of self love and self care. Commitments we make to ourselves can define the quality of our life and our health. They can determine our future. They can also indicate how we treat other people.

I was thinking about this because I was rear-ended last week. I was fine. The only damage to my car was a hole in my bumper where his truck’s license plate bolt pierced it. We called cops. The guy is a retired cop and offered to pay cash for the repairs. While the police officer was there, I called my dealership since it’s a leased car. I asked what was the best way to handle it. They agreed no police report and cash instead insurance to keep it off of Carfax reports. I agreed not to file a police report. However, the police officer documented our names and addresses in her daily report in case I needed her help in tracking him down for payment.

I got the estimate a few days ago. It’s close to $400. I contacted the guy who hit me. He asked I wait until after June 1st to get the work done. I agreed. He called me Saturday morning and asked me to meet him at my dealership. When I got there, he not only paid the whole estimate up front for me he also made sure I had rental car for the two days my car would be in the shop. They will order the parts and schedule the job later this week. When I thanked him he said, “it’s important to me to honor my word.” That really stuck with me. I’ve been thinking about it a lot.

He was a 47 year old retired police officer. He could have easily only paid the deposit for the parts or not included the rental car. Instead he wanted to make sure he honored his word. He said he would take care of everything if I didn’t file a police report or go through insurance and he did just that. He paid it upfront and in full so I didn’t have to worry about contacting him again. He made a commitment to himself that honoring his word is a priority in his life. He also set an example for me. It also made me think about commitments I’ve made to myself.

I made a commitment to myself a few years back to live my life consciously; in awareness. That means I choose not to drink alcohol or take drugs on a daily basis to numb myself. I don’t care if others do, I just know it doesn’t work for me. That’s not to say under the right circumstances that I wouldn’t have one glass of delicious red wine with the right person. Trust me, if I do make it to Europe next year or even out west, you better believe I will be having pint in England and a glass of red in Spain. All I am saying is I made a commitment to myself that it can’t be part of my daily life because it makes me fat and stupid 🙂 I guarantee everything I accomplished in the last six years would not have happened if I stayed a party girl.

I also made a commitment to myself to work to the highest level I possibly can. It would be easy for me to work below my skill set and capabilities. However, as Marianne Williamson said, “playing small doesn’t serve the world.” I can offer so much more by allowing my innate skills and abilities to come forth rather than them holding back and allowing others to look good rather than myself.

I made commitment to myself six weeks ago to do strength training exercises twice a week. I already get cardio because I walk a lot; I was still weak and out of shape. As I get older, I am seeing the importance of staying strong. The more inactive you are, the more those old injures hurt. The more you sit still, the harder it is move. The truth is I am still experiencing widespread muscle and joint pain. I am dealing with it without really talking much about it. I have noticed an improvement since I started taking Iodine every day and I also have noticed I am starting to feel stronger. I can also see I am starting to thin out so the strength training is working. The routine I do takes about 30 minutes. I do it twice a week at a local gym that caters to older folks. I honestly think I am the youngest person who goes in there 😂 It works for me. It’s low key and low profile. I get in and get out. It’s a twice a week commitment; no exceptions. While a few coworkers were going to outside bar on the water after we attended a STEM event for work on Friday, I passed. I went to the gym and then walked four miles on the boardwalk to my beautiful spot on the edge of the pier over the water on a beautiful afternoon. I love being out in nature. Remember what I said? Strength training twice a week; no exceptions! I do have good self discipline!

The most important commitment I made to myself is to live authentically and honor the truth of who I am and to honor my body. When I make choices, I go inside. I pray and ask for divine wisdom from God and my angels and guides. I listen to my own intuition. I shut off the noise around me and honor my intuitive wisdom to lead me in the right direction. I very rarely ask anyone for advise or for their opinions. When I do ask someone for guidance, you know I must really trust them because it happens very rarely.

If you compared my life seven years ago to the life I have now, it would be clear the commitments I made to myself in the last seven years have changed my life for the better. I am getting stronger, mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually with each passing day. The future I see for myself is full of love, joy, opportunities and growth. On the career front, I am finally on a good path that is fulfilling and has plenty of opportunities. It’s really up to me to capitalize on them. The funny thing is I shared a big vision that I have for my Program with my boss the other day. He looked at me, smiled and then said, “That could actually happen; you are already working towards it!” Being a strategic thinker is one of my best assets 🙂

Other commitments I made to myself are less serious but equally important because they will create balance in my life:

🔷 I will have more fun and not take myself too seriously – I’m working my way back to fun in all areas of my life. My Dad will be happy about this one 🙂

🔷 I will have more adventures – I am thinking of taking a road trip to pow-wow on June 9th. That seems like fun to me and June 9th is also the 44th anniversary of my father’s death. Then I am hoping to hop a bus to NYC on June 10th to visit the American Indian Museum and tour a couple of Buddhist temples next Sunday 🙂 I may stay overnight because I am trying to catch up to friends for late lunch or early dinner. I am not sure yet of any of this yet because of the weather but I would like a little adventure this weekend. While I’ve been to NYC many times, I’ve never been to Indian Museum or the Buddhist Temples. I am sure there plenty of other off the beaten path things I’ve never done up there too. It’s definitely only a day trip or an overnight trip. I tentatively have to be in DC on June 12th for another work meeting with Program’s Sponsor.

🔷 I will walk the other way on the boardwalk towards the AC pier I love. I was avoiding that all summer last year to stay away from the crowds but I realized I missed the view. The above photo was taken from that pier. I need more of this view in my life. I need to maintain a strong connection to nature and the ocean.

🔷 I will sit on my balcony more. I am going to sit out there to write too. When I write outside, I can hear the ocean rolling in and out. I can hear the birds. I hear kids laughing. I can see folks enjoying the beach and boardwalk.

🔷 I will watch the fireworks Saturday nights from my balcony. The Tropicana will have fireworks every Saturday night through September 9th at 10pm. Well, I am hoping to watch them every Saturday night. Sometimes I am just tired and fall asleep before they start. The below photo was taken from my balcony last night during the fireworks.

🔷 I will go down to my building’s pool. It’s supposedly the best on the Island. I also plan to walk out to the beach more often as it is out my black door 🙂 I was in school full time while working full time last summer. I didn’t have much playtime. I am making a point of not over committing myself this summer.

🔷 I will experiment with riding a bike again 😂 I am not a big fan of bike riding but I want to try it again to see if I like it. If I do, I may buy one to ride around town and on the boards.

🔷 I will invite friends and family down more this summer. My new recliner is arriving in week or so that will be another comfy place for guests to sit. It will also be a comfy place for me to chill 🙂

🔷I will make sure the people I love know they are loved and thought about. I am committed to reaching out in little ways to people who I love to be sure they know I care about them. Smiles, text messages, phones calls, dropping by – it’s happening 😂

🔷 I will research my Spanish, Mexican and Native American Roots. I found out they are all connected. I always knew I was Irish, German and Spanish. The Native American was found in a DNA test. It said it was Native American in Mexico. I learned recently Mexico was originally settled by the Spanish and the Apache Tribe. Apaches were known to be warriors and gifted strategists. I have both of those qualities 🙂 It all makes sense. I’ve always enjoyed Native American Culture. I will also offer to pay for my mom to do a 23andme kit. I’d like to see for sure what her Ancestry DNA is. I am pretty sure she is Irish/English and German. She’s a fair skinned blue-eyed blonde. My dad had dark skin, dark eyes and dark hair. From oral family history, the Spanish and Mexican came from him. I also assume the Native American came from him but I am not completely sure. That’s why I want my Mom to do an Ancestry DNA kit.

🔷 I will spend more time with my Mom. There’s a party she wants to go to in few a weeks. Because there is still a family war going on and I am Switzerland, it’s best for me to go up and take her. So I rearranged my schedule to be her date. She was relieved and happy.

So, my question for you today is – what commitments have you made to yourself? Are you looking after you own happiness and fulfillment? Are you loved? Are you inspired by those around you? Are you having fun? Are you creating balance in your life? Are you choosing happiness?

Coming up later this week on Writing Holistically – Blue Love Haiku #10 (it’s already written)

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Love’s Reflection ~ Love, Sex and Poetry

  
Love’s Reflection ~ Love, Sex and Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

There is a magic
In your eyes
That casts
An illusion
Into my soul
As if
Pulling the rabbit
Out of my
Timid heart
To reassure me
Our destinies
Are entwined
With the flash
Of your eyes
The spell
Is cast
And releases
My hidden desires
Into your awareness
Glowing brightly
As my aura
Lights up
In your presence
For only you
To see
The shimmer
Of lust
Wrapped in love
Within my soul
For you
It is
As if your eyes
Pull me
Into the circle
Of love
Licked by the
Lust in your eyes
You drug me
With lover’s potion
In the flash
Of your
Brilliant blue eyes
Left with no choice
But to succumb
I move effortlessly
Under the trance
Of your desire
In step with your
Intentions
Having faith
Our destinies
Are intertwined
And woven
Into the fabric
Of souls
It was in the magic
Of your eyes
I was lost only
To have my heart
Be found once again
In their reflection
Find your heart
Once again
In love’s reflection
Source your strength
In the fire
In my eyes
Find your true power
Under the trance
Of unconditional love
Love’s reflection
Will set you free
You will find me
You will be free
In love’s reflection
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The Surrender ~ Love, Sex and Poetry

  
The Surrender
An Erotic Story from the Love, Sex and Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

As morning broke my mind and body were filled with lust and desire. Lying in bed I tried to surpass the fire that was starting to smolder within my center. But, the flame was too hot and I allowed my mind and my fingers to wander.

The vision in my mind was one of surrender. It was time to surrender to the craving that rests within my body. I got out of bed and put on my high heeled black leather boots, my red lace panties and bra and black overcoat. I fixed my hair and put some lipstick on and then walked out to my car and drove to his house. As the door opened, I opened my coat to reveal to him there was only one reason for my visit. It was time for him to take me.

With a deep exhale he pulled me through the door and pressed me up against the wall. He started pulling at my clothing and biting my neck. His strong sexual assertiveness and dominance heightened my desire. This visit was not about love, affection or friendship. It was raw, animalistic and primal. It was two people giving into their desire.

After he took off my coat, he turned me around and pressed me against the wall and then ripped my panties and bra off. He spread my legs wider with his foot and starting grabbing my breasts. Then his hand traveled down between my legs. Neither one of us spoke. We moaned, exhaled and panted but did not break the moment with words.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me down to the floor into his arms and he began tasting and touching every part of my body. His touch was familiar yet excitingly new. His tongue was strong and he deliciously made me smooth like butter. I quivered to his touch. As his eyes met mine, the orgasmic wave began deep with me as every part of me surrendered to his touch. Moaning and screaming his name my multi-orgasmic body succumbed to the rapture he was creating in me. His desire was heightened as he felt me release one orgasm after another into his mouth.

Full with lust and desire he slid himself into me and felt the warm moisture envelop him. As he pushed himself deeper into me, he grabbed my face and looked into my eyes. In that moment he spoke his only words, “I love you” he said. It was the one last act of surrender before he kissed my lips and clasped into my arms.
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Note Perhaps MBE would enjoy me showing up at his hotel room door like this sometime💋❤️🔥😈

Loving My Lady Parts

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The female body is a complicated piece of machinery. And, when a woman gets close to Menopause things really get complicated.

I’ve known for about two years I had a small Ovarian Cyst on my right Ovary. I have Ultrasounds to Check the size and make sure it doesn’t turn into something more serious like a tumor. I haven’t been very worried about it. But I have noticed over the last year that the pain has been worst and first day of my Period has been absolutely brutal. At times I’ve left work midday because I couldn’t sit upright any longer. I pretty much have been suffering through it.

The last two months have been especially bad. Luckily it’s come on Friday nights in recent months so I haven’t had to miss work but I’ve been down for the count the whole weekend. This past week has been especially painful. It’s worse than it was and I just couldn’t take it anymore.

My Gyn’s office has a few doctors and sometimes I don’t always see the Doctor. Instead I get the Nurse Practitioner who is ok. But for this issue I really wanted the Doctor. I saw him today and was quite pleased and relieved. He also notated his file so his staff will know that he only wants me to see him at least until I hit Menopause. Lol✌️😄 He’ll be better able to coordinate my care. There will more continuity with me just seeing him.

As it turns out, he could feel my cyst this time which means it grew. And, he believes Endometriosis is also causing the pain. We scheduled a Pelvic Ultrasound for tomorrow morning before I go to work. Once he sees the results, he’ll know which method of treatment is best for me now.

In the meantime, he gave me a good habit forming😄 narcotic for pain that I can only take at bedtime as needed. Thank God👍 I only need it a few days a month. He also gave me some literature to read on the treatment options. He’s pretty sure he’s going to recommend I take a drug to totally stop my periods until menopause. He wants me read up on the drugs and decide which one I prefer. We will compare our notes after we get the ultrasound results.

The good news is this all goes away when Menopause comes to town. I will only have to take the medicine for a couple of years. I will also be free of pain and I won’t lose two days of my life each month.

I learned a lesson in all of this. Once again I was suffering for months and not seeking help. I was tough it out because that’s what I do. Asking for help always seems to be my last resort. Stubborn just like my Mother. But being stubborn and toughing things out no longer serves me and is holding me back.

I only recently started to speak up and ask for help when I feel I can’t navigate things by myself. It’s not easy for me. If I ask someone for help, I really trust them. That also isn’t easy for me. I’m being called to grow through these experiences. I’m being called to trust, ask for help and believe someone else can help me. Or maybe I’m just trying to find some meaning in this crazy fucked world of mine.

Please don’t get me wrong. I’m overall happy in my life. I’m blessed and lucky for everything I have. Just some issues have been frustrating me and I guess I’m done hiding it from everyone. I had to take some kind of action because I reached my limit for bullshit. It is what it is. And, now I have to trust the people who I asked to help me👍😄 It’s all good🙏

Oh, one last thing, my new car arrived. A Red 2015 Honda Fit Ex with Moonroof & Alloy Wheels. I have an appointment to sign & drive tomorrow night👍🚗

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Nude Photos – Love, Sex & Poetry

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Nude Photos – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

I’m telling you
A story
Can you
Hear me
Across the miles
I’m Calling to you
Earnestly
Calling
Nothing is the same
When you are gone
Nothing
My cleavage
Feels the void
Of your absence
It waits for your eyes
To linger
Between my breasts
My legs
Are anxiously anticipating
Your voice
Commanding them
To spread
Ever so slightly
To invite you in
Warmly
For a drink
Yes
I need you
My body
Notices when
You are gone
I’m am left
To a fantasy
And
Battery operated arousal
That speaks your name
Perking up my breasts
With thoughts of you
Think of me
Lay back
And think of me
Lose yourself in
A fantasy today
Wherever you are
I can be there
With you
Think of me
Picture me in
Nude photos
Put one
In your pocket
To remind you
What waits for you
Naked with desire
See me
In your mind’s eye
In the nude photos
We’ll take
While we make love
See me
In the nude photos
We will take
Just for you
Just for you
I will be
Nude
For your eyes only
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Note: this was inspired by two things. I am missing my Secret Flirtation while he’s gone & the nude photos that were stolen from Jennifer Lawerence. Mr. Blue a Eyes can take nude photos of me. But maybe we should stick to Polaroids as Apple Clouds don’t seem secure. Lol😉❤️👍💋😜😈😘

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Cleavage Selfie

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I can’t get my creative mojo going this week👎 I am totally getting in my own way. I’ve been a little “off” all week. I’m not sure why I just feel a bit disconnected.

Could it be the energy of tomorrow’s new moon making me a little crazy? 🌚Is it that damn Planet Mercury spinning backwards until Saturday that is blocking my flow of words. Hmm? 👎 My “Muse” is out of town. Did he take my erotic spark with him? Am I missing my “Secret Flirtation” and his beautiful blue eyes? 😉💋

Without creativity I am resorting to my cleavage for blog content tonight.

Enjoy✌️❤️😜🌹