Childhood Memories for Cee’s Share Your World

Childhood Memories for Cee’s Share Your World

Do you prefer juice or fruit?

Admittedly, at times I prefer juice because it’s easier. If a fruit requires peeling, cutting, or coring, I will go for the juice. Fruit also has to be at it’s best point for me to eat it. Canteloupe is so yummy when perfectly ripe, but I never know until I eat it. Then, I’m either really disappointed or making yummy noises. So, orange, apple, and, occasionally, cranberry are my go to juices.

Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it?

We moved around a lot when I was little, so bear with me…

I grew up (partially) in a small town on the south side of Chicago called Beverly. I loved it. We only stayed until I was six, but I remember walking to school, playing in the snow, and being envious of the Barbies the girl down the street had.

From there we moved to Lambertville, NJ. Another small town where we lived on the outskirts in the country. We had ducks, rabbits, cats, gerbils, and a Great Dane. My most vivid memory there is falling off my bike at the end of our steep driveway, face planting into the gravel. Youch!

Then we entered what my Dad calls, “The year of the turd.” All five children remember it with fondness. We moved in with my grandparents in the farm town of Ottawa, IL. All five kids slept in one room. I helped my Grampa feed the cows. We took truck and tractor rides. Our Gramma gave us “midnight” snacks like apple slices and raisins in a bowl made of tin foil. It was the best six months of my eight year life!

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Then it was on to Barrington, IL. A little bit larger suburban area, in a brand new neighborhood. Honestly, I barely remember this place. We had the same Great Dane and when we walked her to the pond down the street, I always imagined the Lochness Monster emerging from the water. One of my three older brothers must have put that thought in my head.

Finally settling for the rest of my childhood, we moved to Great Falls, VA, a beautiful town in Northern, VA just outside of DC. I often dream about this house, the pool, our neighbor’s horses, the nearby park, our schools, parties I wasn’t supposed to have, etc. I adored this place. We stayed there from 1977 – 1987. Our Great Dane, Tia, died there at the age of 13. At age ten, I received a cat, Bojangles, for Christmas. He lived to age 21.  I was in college when my parents moved and I never properly said goodbye to this home. That’s why I return there in my dreams. It was my absolute favorite home full of treasured memories.

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If you were to paint a picture of your childhood, what colors would you use?

Brown and Green for all of the country and farm land.

Yellow for the joy.

 

Ways to Relax List: Make a list of what relaxes you and helps you feel calm.

  • YOGA
  • Hanging with friends
  • Being with my daughter at bed time

Emma Grace Dances for the Weekly Photo Challenge

Emma Grace Dances for the Weekly Photo Challenge…

Weekly Photo Challenge: Graceful

When thinking of the word graceful, the photos from one of my music reviews in 2015 came to mind. My daughter is certainly not always graceful, but she has her beautiful moments and these were some of them.

This was before I enrolled her in dance class and it was evident right away that she would be drawn to music, movement, and theatrics. Now, she is in her second year of dance and I am seeing a great deal of natural talent. It makes my heart soar, as I was a dancer for 39 years. And I suppose it is no mistake that her middle name is Grace.

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Almost Fiesta Time for Fundanoodle!

In just two weeks, several savvy women will be gathering in Charlotte, NC for the first annual Fundanoodle Fiesta! We will come together for three days of networking, learning, sharing, shopping, eating, drinking, and celebrating. And I just can’t wait!

Twice during the conference, I will share my talents with these inspiring women. Because I’ve been with the company since their pilot program in 2015, I am one out of four Ambassadors chosen to speak briefly about our methods for selling, planning events, and marketing. I can’t be sure but I think I was also chosen because I am the turtle of the group. This means that I am building my business very slowly, as opposed to some who hit the ground running and are knocking it out of the park! Our CEO, April Whitlock, loves to remind us that “This is a marathon. Not a sprint.”

It’s a good darn thing.

When I officially started this direct sale business, I was also in the middle of writing my first book, so needless to say, my time and energy was split. Sometimes, Fundanoodle took precedence. Sometimes, the book did. Somehow, I’ve managed to do fairly well in both areas. Nobody’s getting rich any time soon here, but it’s been fun and rewarding.

My main contribution to this conference will be my yoga class for the team. I am so excited about that. We will be tapping into our second chakra for creativity:

Yoga for Creative Energy – Fundanoodle Ambassador Libby Blumberg

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Libby will lead the group through a 75 minute yoga practice based on the second chakra (energy, life force). We will warm-up, do standing poses and balances, do one or two restorative poses on the floor, then finish up with relaxation and a guided meditation. The practice will be based on unleashing our creative souls. Libby will use essential oils and gentle presses at the end of class to integrate the physical, mental, and spiritual aspects of the body.

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Closet Doors and Phobias for Cee’s SYW

Share Your World – January 16, 2017

 

Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

Closed, for sure. Not really sure why. Maybe because the closet has a window and I want to keep the light out. I just now realized how weird it is to have a window in a closet. What’s the point?

Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?

Yes, I do. But only the ones that we haven’t used. I like to leave them for my guests.

What is your usual bedtime?

It should be 10:00 pm. Sometimes it’s 9:30, sometimes it’s after 11. Ideally, I would sleep from 10pm-6am. I need my 8 hours.

Do you like to use post-it notes?

I do. Especially from a dispenser that sticks to the table. And I like the neon colors. Square only. Can’t use those tiny ones.

When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

Whoa, that’s a tough one. It’s been a while. I’ve done a few handwritten notes here and there, but no letters.

Any phobias?

Oh yes. Snakes.

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This snake was in my neighbor’s pool. It gives me the willies just looking at it!!

How tall are you?

5’4″…technically 5′ 3 3/4″…I think I deserve a quarter inch, don’t you?

More Yoga: It’s Unanimous

One of the goals I set for the new year (and beyond) is to do more yoga. It was nice to find out over the last few weeks that all three of my classes want to do more too! My Chair and Gentle Yoga classes all want me a second time each week. My community mamas want more yoga too. There is certainly enough time to do it and I am all for it. We shall see if schedules coordinate or collide.

Yoga has been a part of my life for about 12 years now. There’s one aspect of it that consistently makes it special: the people. I rarely do yoga on my own. I seem to need my people. And that becomes more and more true as I build clientele. Their feedback, conversations, willingness, and humor keeps me going and striving to be a better teacher.

A woman stopped me after my gentle yoga class the other day and said, “That was a great class. This is just what I was looking for.” Those words are gold to me. She was in search of something and it showed up. The Law of Attraction at its best.

A man in my chair yoga class asked for clarification about how to do a torso twist. I always emphasize that a twist starts at the waist, follows through with the ribs and chest, and finishes with the shoulders and head. He said, “That’s just like a golf swing.” What a perfect analogy. It was an AHA! moment for both of us.

My community mamas were coming to me once a month for Yoga Under the Palm Trees. We do yoga on my back patio surrounded by palm trees, our pool, and the sunny Florida sky. Before I even had a chance to ask if anybody wanted to do it twice a month, one of the moms, who had never done yoga before and has a really hard time relaxing, said, “Does anybody want to do this more often?” It was music to my ears. And now we do it twice a month.

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Dreams Realized in Small, Yet Wonderful Ways

Dreams Realized in Small, Yet Wonderful Ways…

My first book, In So Many Words, was released on December 7th and I can’t believe the heart warming response received thus far. My sales are more than I imagined. My reviews and comments contain just the feedback I had hoped for. It has even reached beyond my little community into North Carolina, Nebraska, Minnesota, and Illinois. I am simply blown away and this is only the beginning!

You can buy my book here or on Amazon. Join in on the conversation.

A few stats:

Books sold via pre-sale and this website: 22

Books sold on Amazon: 11

Books given to stores to consider selling: 2

Books given as gifts or in exchange for a review: 14

Reviews on Amazon: 2

A great read…

A wonderfully woven tale of friendship, discovery and a journey towards motherhood. A great read for all but particularly if you find yourself at a crossroad of spirituality, growth and the human experience. Libby allows us in as she discovers the spiritual connections around her.  
I loved this book! It’s a quick read but packed with marvelous observations about friendship, becoming a mother and learning about life. Makes me want to try yoga.

 

So, there are 51 of my books out there in the world giving people inspiration, love, and a feeling of connection. Insert happy dance!

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Three of my contributing writers: MaryAnne, Donna, and Mary.

Some of the feedback:

From fellow mom: Hey girl..awesome book! Just finished…I wanted to read more…lol guess I’ll have to wait. Let me know about your link to site for review. I’ll start working on it. So happy, proud, and excited for u. 

From my Aunt: Libby, I thoroughly enjoyed your book. It was insightful and I keep thinking about what you wrote. An easy read, a quick read and an unforgettable work.

Check out Sonya’s Facebook Post.

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From fellow mom and friend, in reference to the page below:

Oh how I struggle with this. So glad you put it on paper for me to see it.

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Backyard Oasis – Weekly Photo Challenge

WPC: Ambience

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This is my backyard, believe it or not. I still can’t believe it. My husband did such an amazing job designing our personal oasis. We enjoy the pool every day in the summer and the fire pit every night in the winter (Florida winter, that is). Since this photo was taken, we have upgraded to a larger gas fir pit and eventually, we will build an outdoor kitchen. Every time I look out to my backyard, I see and feel the definition of an amazing ambience!

am·bi·ence
ˈambēəns/
noun
  1. the character and atmosphere of a place.
    “the relaxed ambience of the cocktail lounge is popular with guests”
    • background noise added to a musical recording to give the impression that it was recorded live.

 

Sharing My World with Cee and Friends

Share Your World – January 9, 2017

Sharing My World with Cee and Friends…

If you lost a bet and had to dye your hair a color of the rainbow for a week, what color would it be?

That would be purple, of course. Purple has been my favorite color for almost my entire life. It was pink when I was very little but I must have instinctively known how much purple would fit my personality and lifestyle. 

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From Sensational Color:

HOW THE COLOR PURPLE AFFECTS US PHYSICALLY

  • Uplifts
  • Calms the mind and nerves
  • Offers a sense of spirituality
  • Encourages creativity

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If you could choose one word to focus on for 2017, what would it be?

ABUNDANCE

This year, I am hoping for abundance in all sorts of things. Yoga, laughter, joy, peace, money, parties, success, love, health, travel, and celebrations. In February, my daughter turns five. In July, I turn 50. We plan on celebrating all year long!

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What was one thing you learned last year that you added to your life?

I learned to defend myself in a calm, rational way. It’s a work in progress and I need a lot of practice, but the skill has definitely improved. Bring it on!

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If life was ‘just a bowl of cherries’… which fruit other than a cherry would you be..?

I would be an apple. Crisp, yet sweet. Tough core. Polished to a shimmer when necessary.

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Promise to tell the truth, the whole truth…

Promise to tell the truth…

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Quite often, at the end of my yoga class, I recite the Namaste prayer. It includes a line that says:

“I honor you in the place of love, light, peace, and truth.”

Love, I understand. Light…got it. Peace – no problem.

It’s truth that gets me every time. What is truth? Who’s truth are you referring to? Isn’t truth relative? Doesn’t it depend on your perspective? No matter what you say is absolutely true, someone will come up with a reason that it’s not. Nothing is always true, in every situation, according to every person.

Well, the truth was put to the test in a big way in my life the other day. I was involved in a minor car accident. There were no injuries. The damage to my car is fairly significant. The damage to his car is barely noticeable. From the outside, not that big of a deal. Then, why does my stomach tighten every time I think about it?

Because the guy who hit me LIED. A lot.

He backed out of a parking space and hit me broadside. I didn’t even see what had happened. I just felt and heard the impact. It wasn’t until I stopped the car and got out that the story began to unfold in a disturbing way.

He immediately began yelling and flailing his arms, blaming ME for hitting him. I engaged in this ridiculous exchange until he got even more agitated, throwing F bombs, and then I did the smart thing and got back in my car, locked the doors, and called the police. On top of being in disbelief that he was actually blaming me, I was afraid of the guy, who, by the way, had his little girl with him.

But here’s the kicker. This guy lied so beautifully that he had the cop convinced that it was my fault. So cop #1 had to call in cop #2 to help him make the decision. It was truly unbelievable. An hour later, they called in their sargeant to make the decision.

After talking to cop 1 and 2, he stated the obvious. I had the right of way. He hit me and was charged with improper backing. Hallelujah!

Almost two weeks later, this is what I say about truth.

Truth feels right. Truth comes out easily. Truth isn’t agitating. Truth happens quickly, with no argument. Truth is easy to identify. Truth is calming. Somebody always knows the truth.

Truth wins.

Just tell the truth. It’s so much easier.