Day Three: Human Amnesia, Psychic Gifts and Remembering Who You Really Are

Day 3:  Human Amnesia, Psychic Gifts and Remembering Who You Really Are.   Do you hide who you are, forget the real you, but still want to step into your gifts?  My story on that:

First, roommate saga update or how scared I was.  I knew I would be crossing paths with my soon to be ex-roommate (cue sound of heavy heartbeat, or jaws theme). I didn’t know what would happen, but I knew I wanted to stay in my heart and be compassionate — to both of us.  So, when I rounded the corner and I ran into him outside his room, I instantly threw my arms around him and gave him a big hug.  It was instinctual, nothing planned.  And held him, feeling his heart beating against mine.  He said, “You’re gonna make me cry.”  I said, “That’s okay.”  I held the embrace and let him know everything was going to be okay.  And it is.

Once we stopped hugging I looked into his tear-filled eyes and I smiled.  The first thing he said blew me away. “I totally understand why you are doing this.  You’re so talented … beyond talented, I mean gifted, so gifted, spiritually.  You have to go bigger, share that with more people.  I get it,” he said.

Wow.  Mic drop.

He knew about my gifts even though I hide them from most people (up until now, that is, yikes!) He and I met while I was teaching meditation and metaphysics, which I have been doing for 20+ years (on the DL).  I also have this awesome secret weapon people call intuition or psychic abilities that I use when I coach folks.  Yes, I even see dead people (or hear them).  It’s something I have kept close to the vest because I know how people judge this type of gift.  Most TV shows and movies depict intuitives/psychics/mediums as weird, “out-there,” ditzy, or crooks.  I am so not that.  I’m very grounded, smart and probably a little weird (aren’t we all?).

I think I’m one of the foremost reluctant intuitives alive.  It always felt scary to show up as this person, knowing the greater world makes fun of folks like me (Hey, just STOP THAT).  We know it’s not okay to say negative things about other races, genders, religions, but we still talk smack about psychics, and “fat” people but even that is changing. Really people?  You do you boo.  And let me do me.  Or I’ll put a hex on ya! (Do I need to clarify that I’m kidding?)

So this reluctant psychic was a little scared when about 6 years ago a friend of mine encouraged me to work part-time at a local metaphysical shop, Insight Concepts, in Annapolis, MD to offer life coaching and readings.  It was a really wonderful place filled with books by my favorite authors, Wayne Dyer, Marianne Williamson, Eckart Tolle, etc.  And had lots of shiny stuff (which I love!).  Crystals and fringe, that’s my thang!

The “interview” was actually a reading for the store owner.  If you’re accurate, and I suppose likeable and trustworthy, you’re in.  Spoiler alert: I was in.

As I answered her questions and gave her personal messages she teared up, which often happens.  Some people call it a release.  I believe it feels like you are so aligning with the truth of your soul, which for some hasn’t happened in a long time, so tears just flow.  I think it is because when I do readings or coaching I see who you really are, the perfection and beauty and individuality.  Love.  And when you hear your soul’s dream or purpose, it can bring tears to your eyes. Not to mention when you hear from a dead loved one and you know it’s them because of what I say.   Real tears of joy.  And if someone you loved and lost shows up, well it’s an amazing experience.  Even for me.

angel lightsApparently I was very accurate (I only know by the reaction of the person I am reading, along with the chills I often get when something is really important or “right on”). Often things don’t make any sense to me, but to the client it’s exactly what let’s them know I’m on track or definitely talking to someone who passed.  (Like the time I read for a person named Diana and kept hearing “cita, cita”.  I’m thinking, cita?  What is that?  So I hear it louder and more insistent, CITA, CITA.  Finally I say, “I keep hearing cita …” and she bursts into tears.  That was her father’s nickname for her, that no one knew.  That was her Dad’s way of telling her I was really hearing her Dad talking to me.)

Back to my interview.  The owner asked when the store would sell, which she had been attempting to do for several years. Here’s the other gift I have, helping people manifest their intentions.  I knew once I started working at the store, it would sell.  Your intention, plus alignment with your soul (which apparently I help with) = it gets done.  That sounds so boastful, but it’s really the energy that comes through me, I’m just the open vehicle.  Call it what you want (spirit, divine guidance, higher self, Doritos).  I think the energy helps clear the way and also gives the person clarity.  Plus, when someone, like me for instance, sees the real you, the Spirit, the Divinity, and you feel truly seen and loved, well, it’s pretty awesome.  An it gives people more hope or affirmation.  We are really never alone, there is so much spiritual energy surrounding us and supporting us.

IMAG0378I told her what would be going on in the store at the time of the buy.  I had a vision of Christmas decorations all around.  And I conveyed it looked like within that year.   (Time is always a tricky thing because our choices and energy can slow things down or speed them up.  My experience is that our path is not set.  I often see someone’s path change right before my eyes as we clear blocks to manifesting or come to realizations that clear the way).  And it did sell at the time I saw.  Yippee for me.  (I’m always a little afraid I’ll be wrong, but that’s just ego.)

During my time at Insight Concepts I met so many wonderful, spiritual people from around the world.  Annapolis is a beautiful tourist destination, a lot of boaters and water lovers.  But, I kept hearing local folks say the same thing, “I don’t know anyone like me here in Annapolis.”  They meant metaphysical or spiritual (versus religious).  Well, I did.  I met them nearly every day.  So I knew they were here, just not connecting with one another.

So, I started a meetup group for spiritual folks and began holding full moon meditation gatherings at my home on the water.  I also taught intuitive development, healing modalities and general metaphysics.  It was so much fun seeing spiritual folks connect with one another, develop friendships (and more), and begin to see their dreams and goals manifest.  (Finding love, jobs, life purpose, moving — you name it).  Last I counted, we topped 600 members!

It was through this meetup group that I met my current roommate. So yesterday, when he told me that he wanted me to expand my spiritual teaching even more, I was really touched.  He wanted me to share the gifts he saw me share and teach in our group with more people, even if it meant his moving. That is Grace.

I don’t know about you, but when I am anticipating a conflict I don’t ever imagine this kind of honesty, openness and graciousness.  It was a beautiful moment I will remember.  And a great affirmation that when you are on the right path (there really is no “right, aligned might be a better term), things just open up.  And apparently, so do people.  Beautiful.

It’s funny.  I have (and you may too) what I call human amnesia.  I forget who I really am, what gifts I have, what I have to share with the world.  I think when we/our spirit gets into this human body (incarnates) we forget who we truly are. How amazing.  How connected.  How perfect.  We get human amnesia.  That’s the great thing about reading and coaching others, I get to help you wake up and see who you really are.  And you get to be reminded because you may have forgotten how amazing you are.  Very cool.  And tearful, apparently.

So, I’m here if this calls to you.  This is pretty high energy work, so I select just a few people at a time when doing groups or even private sessions.  It’s incredibly draining so I limit my availability for one-on-ones and do small group coaching too.  I generally go by word of mouth or through circles I know.  I have no calling, as of yet, to promote this, but just let it unfold naturally.

Is there a gift you have that you are not sharing?  Some amnesia that has befallen you?  I’m betting there is.  It’s a common human experience.  Wouldn’t it be GREAT to get your memory back?  (If only I could remember where I last saw it…) I’d love to connect with you, and connect you with your soul desires, dreams, gifts, and remind you who you really are.  The world needs you.  And your soul needs you to truly wake up.

Much love (con amore),


Your Intentional (intuitive) Co-creator

PR expert and author of Feeling Love, A Ted E Bear Story

P.S.  Imagining Italy!

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Day Two: Leap and Write

Day Two: Leap and Write, I did both and lived to tell the story! How do you take a leap to make a change or write a book?

It’s 9:00, I’m meeting my commitment.  Yay Italy! (how do you spell it? Yay, yeah, yea …) the one that means Yippee, Oh Boy, Can’t wait.

So, starting with feelings and my heart (reminder to self and you, to check in with your true self). I was terrified last night after texting my roommate that it was time for a change.  You texted him?  Yep.  You see he works really weird hours so I felt it best to send him a text, let him have time to digest and then we could talk about it.

This is what came to me as I was typing:

Hey, I got a message loud and clear this weekend to open up to some new opportunities including doing my spiritual coaching again, but bigger.  And I’m happy to keep helping you with (your work) as this grows. It’s important I have my own space so I’d want to use your room for my clients and other work so could you start putting out some feelers to room somewhere else?  Like by Nov 1st?  We’ll still be connected of course, just not under the same roof.  And I’m trusting the funding support will come through elsewhere.  Scary, but it seems Spirit is asking me to leap~ So here I go.  And I’m knowing there must be a great opportunity for you too.  Maybe (name of secret crush) will take you in!! Xoxo

His response:  Ouch.

My response: (stomach pain, oh God, what have I done?)

An hour later, his response:  Will do

Mine: (Too late to change my mind now.  Can I make up the money he contributes?)

Little mind: This is risky, what have you done?

Higher Mind:  Are you kidding!  There are so many EASY ways you can make that amount and more. You have no idea what great things can come from opening this up, you can make 2, 3, and 4 X the amount doing something you love.  And don’t worry what it is.  Just trust (Which of course I did on an off for hours, from panic to trust, from constriction to openness)

And he texts: So, I called my friend … It’s 4 minutes from office and 12 minutes from (secret crush).  Like you said, new opportunities.

Oh, I was so happy and relieved.  Phew!

I text:  Fantastic!

He replies: He told me to pray about it and he and his wife will do the same.  He said no pressure, no rush.

And still I went from panic to relaxation over the next several hours.  So what did I do with those feelings?  I texted or called people I knew would give me support and encouragement.  I told myself to sit with the feeling.  To be okay in the not knowing.  To think about a few exciting avenues I could explore.  And then I was reminded, from higher consciousness that I may not even be able to imagine what is going to happen.  It could be so beyond my wildest dreams.  To just allow and not “do” anything.

Ok, got it.

How many times do we spring into action when faced with a strong emotion?  Even if that action is to crawl into bed and pull up the covers.  Which I have done many a time and totally understand when it’s a great thing to rest, isolate, be just with your self.  And you may worry; will I ever get out of bed?  You know, you will.  Something will just lift you out of bed.  It may be your stomach or bladder, but you will rise.

I busied myself with editing my day one of the 90 days blog and find pictures.  That will take some time and bring up memories.

Just to be clear, my Day One blog recalling my Barbie memory and connection to my ongoing life lesson of giving myself away, that was a BIG, YUGE ahha for me.  Not that I didn’t know I had given myself away, just that I hadn’t realized how early it started.  What can start as compassionate action can be transmuted into harmful self-sacrifice.   Remember you are not less valuable than another.  When someone wants you to do something, overtly or covertly (especially if they are CIA) you can say/think to yourself, “What in this is good for me, also?”  And if you get lots of praise and reinforcement when you are generous, even to the point of harming yourself, you may get into a habit of this.

At some point I thought about this deeply.  How could God/Universe think others are more important than me?  That’s ridiculous.  We all have equal value, worth, etc.  That self-care and self-love thing can be a life long journey.  One tip:  When faced with a decision, ask yourself, “What would someone who loves themselves do?”  Or ask yourself, “What would I want my child (or loved one) to do in this exact situation.” Easier when you are imaging someone else, until you get practiced.  (Which I am still working on, but WAY better).


It’s funny (not funny ha ha, but funny), when I was REALLY sick in the hospital many moons ago, on  life support with a teeny-tiny chance of surviving (spoiler alert: I did), I heard this voice say to me, “If you only loved yourself as much as you love children, you’d be fine.”  So true.

My heart just sings when I am around children, or think of them, or empower them or whatever.  They are so full of light and love!  That’s why one of my favorite things to do is write children’s books, read to them and visit classrooms.  Have you checked out my book?  Please do. It’s called Feeling Loved, A Ted. E Bear Story.

Screenshot preview of the INDD Cover File


I carried this story inside me for years before I took pen to paper (Hint, hint, start writing!).  This is how it unfolded …

I was in a really passionate, yet painful, (soul lesson) relationship with a very handsome man.  We were having trouble so I signed us up for a workshop teaching Harville Hendrix’s work, Imago Therapy, or you may know his books, Keeping the Love you Have, or Getting the Love you Want.  Well, in the workshop one of the exercises was to write a three column page about your partner’s love, what feels good to you.

In the first column you write what they used to do that made you feel loved, in the middle column you write what they currently do that makes you feel loved and in the third column you write what you wish they would do in the future to make you feel loved.

So, it might look like this:

1-I loved it when you wrote love notes to me and I would wake up and read them.
2-I love when you walk in the door and give me a big hug and kiss.
3-I would love it if you would run a bubble bath for me.

This is way better that when you get into a fight and say, “You never do this anymore!”  So, my handsome man and I did the exercise and learned a whole lot about one another, especially the third column of your secret wishes.  The next step was to put this list of the items in a place where your partner can pull one out and take action!

Since life is always talking to you, my daughter Lily and I were visiting one of my best friends Suzy who lives in Colorado.  As usual, we did or normal bed time routine of reading together, but Lily was having trouble falling asleep.  Phase two of that is gently running my fingers along the side of her face, from her forehead, by her eye, across her cheek to her chin and back again.  Then she said, “Mommy when you do that, I feel loved.”  This nearly knocked me off the bed!  (She’s always one step ahead of me!)

I began thinking of all the ways kids might feel loved by a parent:  When they go ice skating together, reading a book, helping with homework, singing songs … I began writing them down.  As I shared this with a friend she said, have you heard of the Five Love Languages?  I hadn’t.  Well, apparently good ideas are plentiful and universal.

I began visualizing a family of 5 bears who would all be very different.  They have the same mom, but feel loved in many different ways.  Some by spending time together, others by treats, or compliments, etc.  I then created the 5 bear personalities and had them physically represent differing ethnicities, hair color, eye color, etc.  So kids could find themselves in the bears.

But, then I took it a step further.  Have the bears realize that when they think about what makes them feel loved (i.e. happy thoughts, happy stories) they feel better.  AND, if you understood what made someone else feel loved (the Imago exercise) you can do that and make the world a little better.  So, that’s my book, Feeling Loved, A Ted E. Bear Story (E stands for everything you ever wanted in a Cubbie Bear.)


Sounds easy to write, right?  It was, but took a while.  I say it took 5 years, and 5 days and 5 minutes.  I held the story in me for 5 years.  Then one day, within 5 minutes I was all of a sudden inspired to write it down.  So I sat down and wrote it over 5 days.  So, when it’s time it’s time.  (That is not a suggestion to wait 5 years, I encourage you to write whatever you want whenever you want, but if you do it as a 90 day challenge like I am doing now, imagine what might come from that?)

And here’s the thing about book writing.  Do it for you.  I was really clear that even if this book only helped one child, it would be worth it.  And that one child could be me!  (And it was. Plus some more, thankfully!)

Getting in touch with what you love, what makes you feel loved, that gets you into a high vibration.  That sparks creativity and possibility.  Detach from the outcome of writing.  It doesn’t have to be a bestselling book (but it could be), it doesn’t have to change lives (but it could), it doesn’t even have to change your life (but it will).  Just write.

Here’s the crazy thing about me writing the book.  I’m a very seasoned public relations and media relations expert (seasoned is code for old).  I have promoted many authors, actors and leaders over many years, Carl Sagan, Karen Nussbaum (who wrote 9 to 5), Jessie Jackson, President Jimmy Carter, Senator Alan Cranston, Nelson Mandela’s family, Bishop Tutu, President Gorbachev, and President Kim Dae Jung (that last one is a crazy story for another blog, you’ll love it!)  I intuitively know how to find the message that sells, or gets your on TV or radio or changes the world.  It’s an inborn thing, I take zero credit.  (Some of it comes from my secret weapon I’ll share later).

But when promoting myself?  I was at a loss.  I just couldn’t do it.  As much as I loved my book, I wasn’t comfortable picking up the phone and doing for myself what I had done for so many others (that core life lesson of self care rearing its ugly/beautiful head again!).

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So, I published the book, shared it with family and friends, wrote about it on my blog and reached out to a few classrooms and did some book readings and signings. I could have done more, but I was okay with at least birthing the book. (Or I was avoiding the task of self promotion or hiring someone).  I still imagine that some day (maybe today) I’ll find an enthusiastic, skilled marketing person who would love to promote Feeling Loved. It seems a little closer to reality, especially now as I am writing my sequel to Feeling Loved that deals with racism and our environment.   The connection was even a surprise to me (but, the hint is Polar Bears.)

So, whatever your life story, share it.  Write it down.  It WILL help someone, even if that someone is just you.  And that would be fantastic because you and your story are important.  We need to share who we are, and our gifts, because we’re all in this together.  We’re connected.  What you do matters to me and many others.

You may need to take a leap, like I did, without knowing the outcome.  I trust that you will be supported in your leap and your writing.  And even more, I know how important you are.  Do you?  If you get caught up in the “am I important?” part, just ask yourself, how could my story help someone else?  That might do the trick.  Start writing (again, I’m happy to help coach you personally on this goal).

This is Bet E. Bear, who really loves herself, my hero!

Betty purple background


Sorry the website isn’t up at present, so don’t look for it there! But if you buy a book and want the coloring pages, like above, just email me.

Oh my goodness, it’s actually past 10, I completed Day Two of my 90 day Commitment. Thanks for hanging in there with me.  Did you set your commitment?  I dare you!

Tanti auguri (best wishes),


Your Intentional (Scared but Leaping Anyway) Co-Creator

PR Expert and Author of Feeling Loved, A Ted E. Bear Story

P.S. I LOVED playing cards when I was a kid, still do. So, I got these cards, made too.  This is a fun site, you can make things with your products and logos,


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Day One: Italy or a Stinky Life

This is Day 1 of a 90 day commitment to write or blog daily. Buckle your seat belts.

“It’s a brand new day” jingle just popped into my head.  I’m hoping it’s not an advertisement for constipation or something.  Or maybe, that would be appropriate.

Barb and Allie Kripalu

I just returned from the Kripalu Yoga Retreat Center this past weekend (even though I don’t do yoga).  I traveled from Maryland to Massachusetts with gal pal Allie (pictured above) to attend Evolving Out Loud with Kyle Cease.  In my experience, Evolving Out Loud hurts a lot less than yoga.

Kyle Cease, author of  I Hope I Screw This Up: How Falling In Love with Your Fears Can Change the World was a stand-up comic who now combines transformation with comedy.  A great combo, because aren’t we all a little too serious when it comes to spirituality and transformation?  Cue close up of serious, yet compassionate facial expression as we look down upon another from our spiritual place on high.  No, of course, we don’t do that.  I mean, never.  Except maybe with family. (My family excluded of course.)

So, EOL was fabulous and I totally recommend being in person with Kyle at one of his events.

You’ve been to these personal development seminars, events, workshops, speaking engagements. You know what it’s like.  You are excited to be with like-minded, driven people who really want to be happy, healthy, prosperous and be all they can be. (Shout out to my peeps!) Most of them want to help the world, or fix the world, or cure the world, change the world or make a ton of money in the world.  Anyhow, you’re with your peeps and you are feeling it!  You are out of your small-minded thinking and into the world of possibilities.  You get hugs and make connections and you are oh so ready to do your thing!

And then … you come home.

You know this one.

So here’s the difference with Kyle and EOL.  Yes, you must go home.  But, Kyle is committed to being different.  (That will become obvious in many ways.) He is committed to  taking your weekend progress and all the Ah ha’s and put YOU into action after you leave the workshop.  He even has EOL one-on-one online follow-up programs (I’m on day 4) and books, videos, etc.  He offers a ton of great exercises in his workshops and materials.  He shifts your thinking, moves you into feeling and helps you find your excitement, your soul, so you can continue to experience joy.  (If only my dates would do this).  Sigh.

So, before workshop participants leave, we make a commitment.  Here’s mine:

I will write every day from 9-10 AM (this is me doing just that, writing from 9-10 AM.  It is now 9:14).  No, it didn’t take me 14 minutes to write this, I was finishing my  Day One video and posting it onto our community Facebook page.  (Can’t link you to that, but here’s my page.)  The community is another way to make progress, being connected to your peeps.  BTW – technically I wrote 10 minutes in the car so the 9:14 time, which is now 9:15 is all good.  Not to mention there is NO TIME.

Ok, back to commitment.  In addition to your commitment you choose a consequence if you don’t do what you committed to.  Something you SO don’t want to do, that you will actually, for once, act on the commitment you made at your wonderfully titled workshop that is meant to change you life.  BTW-You can also choose a reward for doing it, instead of consequence for not.

Here’s an example:  Kyle wanted to go raw vegan.  (Ok, I’m not there yet either.  Until they make vegan chocolate Ho Hos, that is.) The consequence he chose was to write a check for $10,000 if he didn’t stick with the commitment every day for 90 days. I admit, even a bite of a HoHo would not be worth $10,000.  He stuck with it and ALL kinds of things changed in his world (go to conference and see for yourself, get it online, whatever.  No Kool-Aid served, I promise. He’s be the first to say he didn’t make this transformation, I did, or you will.  Whatever, it works).

At the end of the conference, like a good life coach , I sat with my new peeps and asked about their commitment. Creating accountability.  (And, accountability is not the ability to keep track of your accounts, which once you become rich from doing all your work you’ll need to keep track of).

The commitments were diverse and wonderful.  From meditation for two hours every day (which Kyle did for 100 days and MANY things changed for him)… Is this beginning to sound like a Kyle advertisement?

He’s cute, he’s funny, he’s transformational and he doesn’t eat Ho Hos.  But even better than that, he will help you get into your heart and make those changes you’ve always wanted to make.  Or find those changes you never knew you wanted.  Or help you remember those changes you wanted to make that you’ve forgotten because you’ve been eating so many damn Ho Hos your sugar brain has deteriorated your memory.

And back to our regular programming…

Geez, where was I?

Oh yes, it’s a 90 day commitment I made (about the time it takes to make a habit stick).  Several wonderful women committed to meditating every day for an hour or two.  Another to write songs, another to make time for herself.  Here’s where it gets real …  the consequences of not doing their commitment:

  • To shave her head.
  • To give $500 she doesn’t have to spare, to an animal rescue.
  • (And the most gut wrenching one) to give $1,000 to a nearby KKK hate group.  Dear God don’t waiver from your commitment!

I settled on choosing not just a consequence, but a reward AND a consequence.  That felt right to me.  And that’s the thing.  Your commitment comes from you, what works for you.  What would you SO not want to do or SO want to do it will help you keep your promise to yourself.

So, my reward is:

Every day I write from the 9-10 AM hour (it is now 9:26).  And so far, time (that does not exist) really flies!  When I do, I put $20 in my Italy fund. Italy challenge

I have always wanted to go to Italy, eat real pasta and not gain a pound, meet handsome Italian men, and fall in love. If I do NOT meet my commitment:  I take away $100 from the fund. I’m stuck in Maryland, eating chemical laden pasta and gaining weight, meeting non-passionate men whose idea of foreplay is “Hey baby, you awake?”  And not falling in love.  Hard choice.  I choose writing and Italy and falling in love.  (Won’t that make a great story when I do all this?!)

Here’s the deal, as of yet I have never put money away for my Italy dream trip although I’ve had it for YEARS.  I would instead spend extra on my daughter, I would spend it on a friend, I would save it, I would even give it to a stranger, but not spend on me.  Especially on something “not needed.”  But, guess what?  My SOUL needs this.  To really go for a dream that I pretty much thought I wouldn’t be able to afford, wouldn’t want to spend money on, would never get around to, wouldn’t be so good to myself to do.

So now … Every blog I make.  Every step I take  …. cue music:  “I’ll be watching you,” Sting).  I invite you to watch these 90 days with me or start your own commitment and consequence.   I’m really pumped.

By the way, in my commitment I included that before I begin writing each day I would check into how I was feeling that day.  That way I could lean into my feelings before writing or taking action.  I would be inspired by my soul versus my head.  I don’t know about you, but my mind has some pretty crazy beliefs.  But, as the amazing Louise Hay said, “A belief is just a thought and a thought can be changed.”

Or, if you’re a Byron Katie follower, a thought can be questioned.  Ask yourself, “Is that belief/opinion/thought of yours really true?”

Here’s an interesting note.  As I was leaving my home to go to the workshop, I yelled goodbye to my roommate and said, “I’m coming home a different person.”  And then I heard myself say that.  It’s like I didn’t actually say that or even think that before I spoke.  Something said that through me.  It blurted it out.  And then I heard it.  And then I was like, Rut-Ro. (Scooby Do) …. I knew it was the truth when I spoke it.  And it is.

I feel different.  A part of me has awakened and I have given myself permission to take care of me, to choose me.  To be selfish.  I know the word selfish has a bad rap.  So, let’s make up another. Selfable!  I am ABLE to think of myself and choose myself.

mom n meI have been a very intuitive, compassionate person since I was very young.  My mother tells the story that she once pulled me aside, at about age 5, and said. “Barbie” (that is my childhood nickname), “Your friend took your Barbie.  (You know I mean the doll, right? AND isn’t that ironic?) So I said in my spiritual, all loving voice, “Well, mom it’s okay.  She’s my friend.  If she really needs it she can have it.”  At five.  So, you see, I was giving myself away even as early as five years old.

At 13, while living in Reston, VA I met a 16-year-old who was pregnant and had been kicked out of her house and had nothing for the new baby. I was so upset by this, I went home and emptied out my doll basket that had dolly clothes in it, and gave the basket to her for the baby clothes she would own one day.  I organized a baby shower so she would get said clothes and other items.  I then spent the entire summer walking her to and from the plaza where the teens hung out or to help her get groceries. Just being sure she wasn’t alone. I stayed by her side until she gave birth to that little girl and I even named her.  Then, I became her baby sitter.  That’s me.

So, it’s not a surprise I grew up and focused on helping others.   In Washington, D.C. I was a PR expert promoting world leaders, activists and authors so I/we could save the world.  I was the person who stayed up all night when your beloved was diagnosed with cancer.  I was the one who spent every day with my mom when she was diagnosed with lung cancer (2 months after my BFF’s husband of 8 weeks dies of that aforementioned disease).  I’m even that person who goes to a counselor to grieve these painfully unexpected losses and try to take care of herself.  And in a few months, when real bonding and trust has developed, comes in one day to her therapist’s office and she tells me she has just been diagnosed cancer too.  Really cancer, wtf?

Anyhow, so taking care of me, being selfish, selfable is really using a new muscle.  You would think after I got a life threatening disease and “God/Divine Source” had a serious “come to Jesus” talk with me, I  would have gotten the memo.  But some of us are more hardheaded that others.

I really look forward to the day when giving to myself feels as AWESOME as giving to others.  And it’s not about not wanting to give to others, because I really love that. Actually, I like empowering others so they can share their gifts, be who they truly are and make the world better.  (This clarification of help versus empower was made clear to me in one of our exercises.)

And I no longer want to give Barbie away. (Even if you want or need it).  Barbie is more than happy to help you manifest that Barbie car or dream house you’ve always wanted, or Ken, Skipper or Hot Barbie, or empower the everyday Barbie/Ken transform into a Change-the-world Barbie/Ken.  But I’m not giving away Barbie herself. Me.

Okay, we’ve gone the gambit from Kyle’s comedy to commitments to Ho Hos to Barbies. We’ve covered a lot, thanks for hanging in there with me.

So, coming back from EOL (again, Evolving Out Loud, which I highly recommend even though Kyle is a raw Vegan) I am a different person or just more alive?  And, I so far have done Day ONE of my commitment.  Yay me.   I get to put my first $20 bill in my ITALY fund.italy-challenge.jpg

There it is!  I am so freaking excited.  (Wanna go? What’s your commitment?)

And here’s the weird thing.  Just making this commitment, I bypassed my cinnamon sugar toast breakfast of champions this morning.  And, instead had oatmeal.  Cinnamon oatmeal. Okay, baby steps.  But the point is, I didn’t set a goal of eating better, it was a natural outgrowth of listening to my soul.  I’m doing something that excites me, but something that isn’t in my daily routine.  Italy!  And that is taking me to a higher place of living.  Then, naturally I chose another action that is better for me, to put healthier food into my amazing body.  Wow.  This shit actually works. (Kyle, feel free to use that ringing endorsement.)

I’m just going to take a moment to take all this in.  (You can take a moment too. Breathe).

So, as you make choices you might find there are certain things in your life that aren’t serving you.  I’m realizing something for me that something specific isn’t in alignment with me anymore and I need to change this.  I’m not even at the “I want” to do it stage.  I just know.

It’s really hurting me to make this decision because I don’t want to hurt this other person.  But THAT is my imagination that it will hurt him (my roommate).  It may be the very best thing that ever happened to him.  And to me.  (The stories we create in our mind!)

You see, I rented out a room in my home when my daughter went off to college last year.  But, then something happened and she came back, so now my house is a bit crowded. (I’ll fill you in later.) And now we have to schedule our bathroom breaks because there is only one bathroom. Not always convenient.

The funny thing is that tiny, little, stupid things about Mr. Roommate have been bothering me for some time.  And I could easily say, he did this or that and that is why he needs to move out.   For instance, I didn’t want a smoker and he said he wasn’t  but he smokes cigars.  And I thought he meant, that every once in a while he sits outside with his dudes or dudettes to have a cigar and talk smack.  No, he smokes every day.  I am not a fan.  My mother died from smoking, I hate the smell.

And he  brews fresh roasted coffee every day.  I know that is some people’s heaven.  I do not like the smell of coffee.  Never drank it, never liked it, especially the smell.  (It may or may not have to do with my childhood.)

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When I was a child I would wake up bright eyed and bushed tailed.  My mom would see me in the kitchen and in a rather unhappy voice utter the words, “Don’t talk to me until I’ve had my coffee.” And my happy little kid’s morning heart, that wanted to be excited for the day and have mom be excited to see me, well it would break a little.  (Me not liking coffee, probably nothing to do with that, right?).

Back to present day issue.  And, he burns toast.  No trauma there.  Well, maybe for the toast.  But it just stinks up the house.  And, he watches a TV network that is filled with people who are loud and love to hate on others and spread distrust, fear and division.  You figure that one out.

So now my house is filled with cigar stink, coffee stink, burnt toast stink and people who stink.  Message from the Universe, or my soul pushing me to make a change?

But, these are just all outward signs pushing me to the realization that I need to live in my own energetic space and not rely on that source of passive income or companionship.  Reminder to self:  There are MANY streams of income, there are unlimited resources. And many possible companions.

Heck, it was a great option for a while, when I really needed to be home taking care of my beautiful daughter who was healing from a trauma.  (And said rommate was wonderfully supportive, flexible and kind, and I really appreciate that!)  So instead of working with clients I was able to be home with her. I wasn’t out in the world teaching people how to get publicity, or write a book.  I didn’t do my spiritual coaching sessions and services.  I was home.  Protecting my precious girl while creating a safe and loving space for healing. For both of us.   Truth be Told … I was taking care of my own heart that felt devastated from my daughter’s trauma and the grief we were both experiencing.

Like many parents, I had expected my daughter would go off to college and feel the freedom and happiness I once did.  I imagined she would make life-long friends, gain wisdom and start her amazing career.  The story didn’t go that way.  (Because it was all made up, years ago, in my head!)

So, I’m really grateful for this roommate who allowed me to be in my own home, tending to my daughter and my heart (really, almost the same).  Who offered me companionship.  And then reminded me what I don’t like.  Truth be told, I was thinking to myself, I am being so picky!  As a spiritual being I should accept him for who he is, rise above it, not be triggered, etc.

But you know what?  I now think about waking up in a house that smells like fresh air, nature, or even essential oils.  I imagine walking into my bathroom any time I want.  Walking around the house half-naked.  Ahh.  This feels great!

So, it’s all good.  9:59 here.  Now, I am going to sit in the, “How do I convey this decision in the most heart-connected, kind, higher purpose way?”.  And no, I won’t be doing a laundry list of what he did wrong.  Because he didn’t do anything wrong.  He was being him. And giving me a great opportunity to flex my boundary issues muscles and use the “choosing me” muscle.  Falling into it all.

So now I am being more of me.  What about you, who is the you, you want to be?

10:00! Done!  Well, almost.

P.S. Ok, so now my dog has just had a bout of diarrhea which is really stinky.  I guess it’s progress, starting with constipation and moved to … Geez, what’s the message here? Maybe I should have asked, “What’s stinking up my (your) life?” and “What do I (you) want to do about it?”  OR maybe it’s just law of attraction, what you think about grows.  Like stinky stuff turning into more stinky stuff.

Okay, change of focus:  The smell of flowers, a fresh breeze, Ho Hos (whoops)….living in a beautiful open home with lavender smelling dogs (do they exist?)….an always available bathroom, a beautiful home for my daughter and I, and the passionate man I am going to fall in love with… in Italy.  There we go, back on track.

allie kripalu 2017So now I’m taking care of me while Intentionally Co-Creating with others …. Contact me if you’d like to find out how I can empower and support you (like I did for Allie … see how happy she is!)

Go to Italy!  Or call me so you can start living a stink free life.

Until next time, Arrivederci,

Barbara Webber, Your Intentional (Humorous) Co-Creator

PR Expert and Author of Feeling Loved, A Ted E Bear Story

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+2 Family Challenge

To my online family, I want to share this challenge with you and yours, one that I think can greatly change your relationships. You can apply this to family, friends, coworkers, whoever. We are all one family, so share, share, share. Here’s my big idea, starting with family members.

Dear Family,

I have a challenge for our family. Birth family, online family, chosen family, you pick.  You can choose to opt in or not, completely up to you.

I have noticed that many of us, including me, have an old habit of complaining about our life, work, and the world. It’s also a habit to criticize or complain about our family members and friends.Fam-A-Lee pic

I challenge each of us, beginning today, to not criticize or negatively comment about family members with one another. To change what we focus on and discuss.

The family challenge is to change what we talk about with one another.

I’m sure you’ve heard (or said) something like: “He’s/she’s loud, quiet, awkward, wild, too liberal, too conservative, talkative, introverted, doesn’t listen, is negative, should be doing this instead of that, should be X instead of Y, just like their father/mother in some negative way,” etc. I don’t know about you, but I find it really challenging not to engage in these conversations, whether I or someone else is the one criticizing.

So, how about we have a family challenge not to talk about other people in a critical light? Surely we can talk about other things — we are smart, kind, creative people! Let’s discuss our life (not someone else’s), our ideas, and what we admire and love about family members.

So, are you in for the family challenge? To change what we talk about?

If you hear someone begin to criticize another, you can gently say, “Remember the family challenge.” (If you really want to change this habit, put money in a jar every time you speak critically and donate it to the political party you most dislike! Now, there’s a habit-changing incentive!)

This will take practice, so you’ll have to catch yourself. It’s a habit and habits take time to change.
Maybe you are talking about someone else because you are hurt or concerned about them. If so, try talking to them instead of about them. I know this may be “challenging,” but I’m positive we can do this!

In addition, I think many of us rely on others in the family to update us on everyone else. (Although asking about one’s children is fair game, it makes sense and we all appreciate that!) Reach out directly to adult family member to find out how they are. This can greatly improve relationships and let’s that person know you care. We’re all busy, but wouldn’t it be nice to hear from one another directly versus via the grapevine? We never know when that person will no longer be with us.209857_4795624404964_1999484768_o

Personally, I would rather hear from someone than about them.

We have an amazing family, full of very diverse and interesting people, who love each other very much. And for that reason, I hope you’re “in.” But if you’re not, that’s cool too because we’re all different! No judgment.

So, that’s my bright idea. Are you in for the +2 Family Challenge? You can simply reply “I’m in,” ignore (which means you’re out), or feel free to add your thoughts/ideas. Here’s your first chance not to criticize!

In review:
1. Compliment/be positive versus criticize (+)
2. Talk “to” instead of “about” another (2)
3. Say “I’m in” or opt out (the family challenge)

That’s +2 Family Challenge, I hope you’re in.
Much love,

Barbara (a recovering critic who loves her family)

P.S. I’m in.

P.P.S. Feel free to invite others to the challenge!

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Money Thoughts, New Year, New Thoughts

Many of my life coaching clients come to me, especially around the New Year, with issues around MONEY (or work).  Big stress.  And we have lots of ideas, beliefs and thoughts around these concepts.

What is your immediate reaction to the word money? Is it positive or negative?  It’s important to note.  The word money tends to bring up a lot of negative thoughts, memories and beliefs.  Questioning these ideas is a great first step.

Recently I was working with a client facing a money issue you are likely to understand.  She wanted to make more money.  But, she had a long held belief that she was not good with money.  She said she had never been good with money, even as a kid.  At the time of our coaching session, she was looking for work and struggling with finding the right employment.  As we delved into these issues a few things quickly became clear.  Perhaps what we uncovered can help you with your money issues.

As a spiritually attuned life coach, I could feel that her energy around money was like Pigpen (from The Peanuts cartoon) … all those balls of dust around her.  It followed her around everywhere she went.


The reason for this became immediately clear when I asked her, “What would you love to do for work?”  She couldn’t answer. She was at a loss, confused and unclear.  It’s understandable, it is hard to see clearly through all that pig pen dust.

The next question I asked was, “What gifts/services do you best provide?”  Then, she could come up with a few items.  But not many.  No wonder if was hard to make money!

You see, income/money is related to service.  In our world, we get money from the goods or services we provide.  It has nothing to do with our “real value” or worthiness.  (Think about all the amazingly valuable, underpaid teachers!)  It’s about what the market will bear.  Underneath that of course, may be our limited belief about our value.  You see, if we undervalue our ability to provide goods or services, money may elude us.

So, what do YOU believe about your you or your value?  Often it includes some negatives.  But, what you believe about yourself may not be true. In fact, it probably isn’t.  Let’s just question it.  Ask yourself, is this true?  Then, see if you can come up with three examples of it being NOT true.

Let’s say you believe you’re a failure?  Is that true?  Come up with three examples of where you are NOT a failure.  List three things you do well or have done well in the past.

You can also cut to the chase as ask yourself, “Is anyone in the universe a failure?”  No.  So why would you be the only person on EARTH who is, a failure?  Or worthless, or non-deserving. Or beyond hope.  We have all “failed” at something, but we’re not, you are not, a failure.

You see, just because you believe a negative thought about yourself, it doesn’t make it true.  It just makes it a belief you have about yourself.  Not FACT.  You have a TON of thoughts every minute of every day.  It’s not the thought that is the problem, it’s the BELIEF about the thought that causes a problem.  The fact that you believe this negative thought is what is stopping you. (From making more money, having more love, having self-esteem, etc.)

People spend years trying to figure out WHY they believe a negative thought, about self, money, work, love, etc.  You can spend years going down that never ending rabbit hole.  The WHY hole.  Better to question the validity of the thought.  Is it absolutely true? Disprove it and then just laugh off those old negative or limiting thoughts that keep coming up.  Thanks for that thought, but I no longer believe that one!

Back to money.  Say you believe you’re bad with money.  Is that true? Let’s say you think it is true.  How so, give examples?  I don’t balance my checkbook, I spend more than I make, etc.  So if those examples are facts would you like to change that about yourself?  Are there ways of solving this problem?  If yes, see what ideas come to you to deal with this “current” belief and habits.  (You could take a course in budgeting, hire a financial trainer, hire an accountant, hire a life coach!!).

Conversely, ask yourself the opposite of the belief, i.e., what are ways I am good with money?  Did you make any money this year, year’s past, do you make enough money to feed yourself, house yourself, help another, etc. I bet there are examples where you are good with money.  And if there are areas in which you’d like to improve, go for it!

Let’s say you believe you’ll never make enough money to live on, or reach a certain financial goal?  Is that true?  Well, you cannot predict the future with 100% accuracy so it’s probably not true.  And what’s enough?  But let’s look back, how often have you made enough money to live on?  In fact, right now if you’re reading this, you are alive, so apparently the money you made or did not make was enough to live on. Question these thoughts about money and self.  (And what do you imagine you would “get” or feel if you met that goal? Secure, valuable, proud, free?)

Some people say a lack of money is tied to your self-esteem or self-worth, which can have some validity, but maybe not.  Again, question the belief.  Is that a fact?  Is that really WHY you aren’t making “enough money.”  Whether or not it’s true that your self-esteem is tied to your money making, you can still choose to work on (or question) the issue of self-esteem.  (There are lots of wealthy people who don’t really like themselves!)

So, what can you do to address your self-esteem?  Lots!  Ask friends to send you a list of three or more positive attributes/talents you have.  (Blame it on me, tell them a life coach gave you this as an assignment.)  Also, you can list every attribute YOU can think of.  Start simple.  I’m kind to my dogs.  I help my neighbor.  I love to read. I am interested in self-improvement, I find it easy and fun to do XYZ, etc.

Still want to make more money?  Well, what are you good at, naturally?  If you were with a group of ten friends, what could you do better than most of them?  Speak in public, organize, provide comfort, listen, make people laugh, etc.  You’re beginning to discover what gifts/talents you have that someone would pay for!  Or what would you like to learn to be good at, that’s a possibility too!

Finally, stop trying to make money and start focusing on being of service.  When you are willing to share your gifts and talents to help someone (personally or professionally) you are an magnet to money.  You have something people will pay for!  We all pay for things we want or need.

If I need someone to pay my vendors, I will pay someone to provide that service.  If I need a marketer, an administrator, a driver, etc., I will pay for that SERVICE.  I don’t pay you because you need money, I pay you because I need your service.  I don’t pay you because you’re a good person, I pay you because you provide a need or want.

For many on the spiritual path we think we must be a healer, or life coach, massage therapist, author, etc.  And perhaps that is something we wish to pursue and would find great joy and money in it.  But other “worlds” need our energy too.  What if every light worker and spiritual worker started working in politics or community leadership?  What if we flooded the educational arena?  Hopefully you see what I’m getting at.  Spiritually driven folks  are needed everywhere.  Our service is appreciated and compensated for in many careers.

Who you are and what you can provide can be shared in a myriad of ways and in numerous and diverse settings.  Your gifts and talents are uniquely yours and are of great value.

Explore your beliefs about yourself, question them.  Remember who you really are (and ask others to remind you for when you forget.).  Then go out and serve.  The money will follow.

Questions you can ask yourself:

What would I love to do for work/money?

What do I do better than most people?

What do I believe negatively about myself (or money)?  And, more importantly, is it true?

(Find examples where the negatives are NOT true.)

What are three or more of my positive attributes/talents?

What goods or services can I provide that people want or need?

What would I LOVE to do even if I didn’t get paid to do it?

Ask a life coach to support you in living your best life (I’m HAPPY to help!)


Make this a year of questioning your thoughts, generously sharing your gifts and talents, and remembering how truly fabulous you are!





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Back to School, A Senior Moment

No, not the “where did I leave my keys?” (which I am doing more and more of these days) but this senior moment is my daughter leaving the house for her first day of school. Her senior year of high school, that is.  If you still have a young children who are getting ready for their first day of school, relish it. By the time they become a senior, the first day back, it’s all different.

1916129_1270503639148_3980833_nThere is no pulling out the camera for a picture of my little cutie in long blonde pigtails, wearing her matching pink and purple gar-animals outfit. No big cheesy smile (with or without teeth or braces), happily standing for any number of poses she makes at my command. No, that’s not happening. (However, we have made progress because I know better than to even get out the camera phone and potentially start a war). Come to think of it, I bet I didn’t even use a camera phone back in the day, it was probably a real, honest to goodness camera!

The night before the big day I make a roast beef sandwich and place it in the refrigerator. No chips, no themed lunchbox. Just a little sandwich in a plastic baggie in the frig. It looks lonely in there.  Or is it me that’s feeling a little puny?

I ask if she’d like me to make a PB&J for her, to have ready for breakfast. “No, I’ll eat a breakfast bar.” Did we have breakfast bars 10 years ago? If so, probably only strawberry flavored. This week the favorite is crunchy pretzel, nuts and caramel. Anything to grab and eat on the go. Certainly there is no time or preference for bowls of captain crunch (oh, I think that was me, not her!) No cocoa puffs. No cut up banana. Nuthin’.

As we ready for bed, I wish her a great first day back at school for her senior year. I get a sideways hug. (My least favorite part of having an older “child”). Less and less physical contact, less and less time together. Independence reigns.

I go to my bed to read. She goes to hers, probably to check Facebook or have face time with a friend. (No cuddling together to share a children’s storybook).  I can’t get to sleep. I get up a number of times and see that she can’t sleep either.  We’ve been we’ve been rolling back bed time in preparation for her VERY early wake up call and neither of our bodies have figured out why we’re already in bed. It’s only ten at night now and that’s an early bed time for my teenager. That’s just about the time her summer evening begins, as friends would just be available for chat time, after they get off work!

So begins a restless night as I worry she’ll sleep through her alarm because she has to be up by 5 a.m. (to catch a 6 a.m. bus for a 7 a.m. start time). She took a shower this evening (without direction, one positive for the older set) , thereby saving a precious few minutes in the morning to get ready. However instead of pigtails or sleeping in rollers for curly locks, she has put on eyeliner because it will wear off and be just right for the a.m. Who knew?

After waking up every hour or so, I open my eyes to see a clock reading 5:30. It is eerily quiet. Oh no, she has overslept! I run into her room, trying to leave my anxiety behind and see she is laying calmly in her bed. “Good morning, Mom.” “Good morning, it’s 5:30 you better get up.”  And she does.  No argument, no fussing.

Unlike just a few years ago I do no reminding or hurrying her along. I trust she will pack in her dressings and preparations in just fifteen minutes by the time her Dad picks her up to drive her to her bus stop.  The bus shuttles her to her High School with a specialized program, Bio Medical and Allied Health. Yep, she’s studying medical programs in High School, that’s Medical Rounds, Internships, etc in addition to math, science, English.  And, this year if there is any oversleeping, she can actually drive HERSELF to school (another perk of senior year.)

But I still miss the school lists, find just the right rulers, crayons and pencils for her. I miss the mall shopping searching for the cutest-ever new looks for girls. I miss finding a new backpack and lunchbox with childhood themed decorations (101 Dalmatians, Little Mermaid, Hello Kitty and even the year of camouflage).

I miss the shared excitement of the new year as we pick out her favorite outfit, pack the lunchbox and the back pack.  I miss the nighttime bed time story while we predict her teacher and friends for the coming year.  I miss picking out her favorite cereal and making it for her in the morning. Watching her eat while she watches her cartoons.  Chatting together as I hold her hand on her way to school.  And yes, I miss her happily posing for the first day of school photos, on my camera.

11951134_1182048008487632_4729314738759081714_nBut alas, it is senior year. The pony tailed, Little Mermaid carrying girl has turned into a fine young woman.  She wears her black T-shirt, black jeans and snap back hat with confidence.  Stuffing her sandwich, breakfast bar and bottle of water in her boring blue backpack she traipses out the door.  My note is on the counter, “Have a great first day of your senior year.  Love, Mom.” I don’t think she even saw it.  But it’s there, just like my love and pride for her.  She’s still, and always will be my little girl.

First day of her senior year.  There is no picture to capture the moment, but I do have a vision of it in my mind.  A fine young woman, getting ready to tackle the world.  Beautiful.

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Meditative Writing, On Purpose

Meditation takes many forms.  As a spiritual coach, I’ve been practicing meditation, intuitive development, and spirituality for many years.  People often say they have trouble meditating.  My question is, what is the purpose of meditating, for you?  What are you hoping to accomplish with meditation?  Peace, spiritual connection, inspiration, relaxation?  Once you get clear on that, it’s a lot easier to meditate, or perhaps do something else that lends to the outcome you seek.

At night, meditation  can be a way a relax and go to sleep.  My shortcut is to listen to a meditation on youtube, often a relaxation or hypnosis audio.  But more often, I now meditate because I want spiritual clarity.  I am looking to improve my life experience.  To have more peace, more prosperity, better relationships, more fulfillment.  For that I do what I call writing meditation.  I get quiet and I ask a question or questions.  And then I let my fingers go free and type the answers from spirit, my higher self, or God.

I host a bi-monthly guided meditation group (another way to improve meditation practices, to listen to a guided meditation.)  But part of the group meeting is for me to get quite and write down information, through my meditative writing, that may help improve the lives of my students.  Recently, my students were questioning purpose.  So here’s what my writing meditation.  (Purpose is something I see many people struggling with, feeling a lack of purpose, wanting a “True purpose,” wanting to feel their life was/is significant or they will fulfill their purpose. )

How can I be of service today, can we talk about purpose?

This (our world) is a creative zone, so what you are interpreting as purpose is actually your natural desire to create.  There was no exact “thing” that you were to do in your lifetime, but there are things that are so connected to your soul that they feel like purpose.  What purpose actually is …. it is what you love, what means something to you.  So those who are looking for their purpose need to look no further than their wants, desires, and dreams.

The ability to create and the results and along the way can feel like purpose.  Let me be clear, as soon as you create that so called “purpose” a bubbling up of creativity will come along and another purpose will be born.  For each of your purposes are the same and yet different — to express Your SELF in this lifetime.  That can take so many twists and turns, none of them right or wrong.

It would be like giving a painter a brush and when he paints the picture to say that paint was not to have made that picture.  It was simply the expression of an inspiration, and expression of self.  So whatever you choose to do is an expression of your self, and your natural creative nature will continue to drive you to create again and again. The red paint is not mean to only paint an apple, but the many things colored and tinged in red, and to combine with the white paint to create pink or rose colored flowers or food or skylines.


That is you, you are the painter and the paint, and the painting.  Think on that.  Every painting is a magnificent expression of your divine self.  You each have many paintings and painters within you in this lifetime.  You may choose to paint them or keep them in your mind’s eye or soul’s journey for another lifetime.  It is all good.  Every painter is an artist.  Every soul is an artist, a creator.

I, and we (spirit/God) look at all the paintings you are creating … and celebrate and are inspired by your work.  And as others paint their expressions, affecting those around them, some of them are called masters.  But, in fact, you are all masters, painting the pictures of your life, expressing your desires and your manifestations of self.

So, breathe deeply and admire your own work.  Look what you have created!  Imagine what you will create.  OR simply admire the painter as he or she creates in his or her mind.  Whether the creation comes to fruition or not, it does not matter.  What matters is that you each have the gift of creation and your individual differences allow a tapestry of paintings to influence one another.  You come together to make up a landscape of beauty, individuality as many expression of the divine one, each self living on this planet.  Even the plant creatures and animal creatures add to the painting, giving of themselves, their colors, and sharing their beauty as inspiration, as reflections of you.

So, next time you look at a painting, know it is an expression of self, and recognize your own beauty in its creation.

So, go forth creative ones, dream, paint, play, listen, manifest, be.  All these things are what God wants for you.  To live the painting of your life, to create that which brings you the highest level of expression.  Enjoying every step of the way, from inspiration to manifestation.  It’s all beautiful.


So perhaps you will see why I love meditative writing.  It provides me inspiration, clarity and expression of my self.  Just another way to explore your self, my self.  Meditation, whether in silence, while walking or even writing is a magnificent way to explore your self, your wisdom and the world around you.  Go forth and create.  You may find the painter in you!

If you’re in the Annapolis area, please join us every other Saturday afternoon, through  You can also contact me for a private spiritual coaching session.

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Valentine’s Message, Everyone is Be-Love-d

friendship heartIt’s  was day before Valentine’s Day and I hosted a Valentine’s Love meditation gathering in Annapolis, MD.  I host monthly or bi-monthly meditation meetings, and one of the favorite things I do is the following.  Before the group meets, I write my own personal letter to God and ask a question.  Then I type the answer.  Whether this is “god” or my higher self, or a higher source of wisdom, doesn’t really matter.  I use the term God because that’s where I feel most centered, loved and open.  What I know is that what I then write is always enlightening, loving, wise, and I learn amazing truths.

So here is it Valentine’s Eve, I get quiet and ask, “How can I be of service, what shall I share with my beloved group?  Here’s is the answer:

Just that.  That each and every one of you is beloved.  The more you can be in touch with that truth, the better your life experience will be.  It is not possible for someone not to be beloved.  So whatever story you might be telling yourself about how someone treated you or how you felt in the relationship, even how you treat yourself, it has nothing to do with your lovability or belovability.  You are love.  You Be love.  You are Be Love – ed.

You see when I was envisioning and creating you, the first thing that I knew for sure was that you would be a unique expression of love.  And one of my greatest gifts I could give to you was to allow you the freedom to experience your life in many dimensions.  To give and receive love in many, many ways.  To experience love in many, many ways.  And that is all that you experience, it is love.

So you may say, when so and so treated me this way it was not love.  Ah, but it was. It was love of their self, love of their fear, love of their security, love of power, etc.  It may not have felt like love of you, that in fact may be true, but again it has nothing to do with your loveability.  Or anything to do with the truth of any illusion that you or that person IS not love.

But, and however, people show up as teachers and reflections of you, of your thoughts, fears and love.  So when someone is treating you less than you desire, it is a GREAT GIFT, to allow you to ask yourself, how do I treat myself less than I desire?  And you can THANK THEM for showing up to teach you that.  You see, even in that (them being the “bad” thing they were being) it was an act of love.  They were willing to show up as “self-ish, fearful, arrogant, pushy, controlling” so that you could look at yourself and say, how am I that way to ME?  How am I that way to another?  How are my thoughts that way?  And then you can return yourself to the truth of who you are.  They were willing to put on that mask, at your request, at your calling, to help you heal and return to the truth of your wholeness.

And the opposite is true, you show up in someone else’s life appearing selfish, controlling, fearful, arrogant, pushy, wishy-washy, controlling, loud, quiet, communicative, non-communicative, so they might see something in themselves.  Do you see how incredibly loving you are in that moment of being “less than yourself?”

You see, you are all in this together, always helping out one another.

So, if you are wanting to call forth a greater love into your life, let us look at that desire.  Each of you has a picture of what that looks like.  The goal is to put that picture inside yourself, for it is not “out there” but inside.  As you love and adore yourself, as you treat yourself with generosity, selflessness (versus ego-ishness), love-full versus fearful, self-assured and empowering of others versus arrogant, open and willing versus pushy, surrendering or trusting versus controlling … then someone else outside of you shows up the same way.  AND, the opposite … only if it will serve you.  And truly, no matter how someone shows up it can serve you.  And does.

There are no mistaken relationships, it is all part of natural process of evolution and self-discovery.  It is a grand adventure, an adventure of love.

If you seek a partner, a love partner….when you imagine all the events, circumstances, personality traits you desire, notice them in yourself and others so you begin to vibrate and attract that same kind of person into your sphere.  Even if you wish to attract business associates or bosses who are more positive, same applies.  Controlling versus trusting, etc.  Remember everyone is showing up as an act of love.

It really is all perfect.  And it is all love.  It couldn’t be simpler.  Trust the process, Focus on what you LOVE, focus on the love within you and within all “others.”  I put “others” in parenthesis because you know, there really is no other.  There is simply You and many reflections.  Love and its reflections.

All my love, always and in ALL Ways


As translated and received by me, Barbara.

Would you like to join us in Annapolis or maybe even a google hangout so we can connect no matter where you live.  Let me know.  One of my greatest joys is to help people deepen their relationship to God/Spirit.  Spiritual Enrichment.  I do this through group gatherings, coaching, and of course, writing.

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‘Tis the Season, to remember

Holidays! (Insert several emoticons from smiling to crying). I have so many fond memories from my childhood, teen and young adult years.  However, with the passing of beloved family members, as you may have experienced, Christmas can become a bittersweet holiday.

mom n meMy mother loved to decorate a Christmas tree!  Looking back, I realize the real excitement was anticipating the whole family being together.  Mom’s three kids would all be under one roof again — my sister Beth, my brother Lee, and me.  The last time we all lived together Beth was 18, Lee was 16 and I was 6.  That’s when my parents divorced and Beth went off to Indiana University, Lee stayed with my father in St. Louis and my mother and I moved to Fort Wayne, Indiana, to be near her mom and her new job.  So, it was a special occasion to have all three of her, now grown (or almost grown), children under one roof!  I was always tickled pink to have both of my siblings with me!

So, while Mom and I decorated the tree each year, we simultaneously loIMAG0378oked back recalling our fond memory and looked forward, anticipating the arrival of family.  We would pull out and inspect all the old ornaments, sparkly baubles from my Nana (I recall my childhood days, going through her costume jewelry to make one),


hand-painted (outside the lines) ornaments that Beth and I created when I was a kid, newer ornaments with family names on them, and my personal favorite, tiny elves made of pipe cleaners and felt.

For many years (after my mother died in 1987), it was terribly difficult for me to decorate the tree.  I would miss her presence and excitement,  sipping white wine, playing Christmas tunes and singing, going through all the ornaments and talking about what delicious meal she was preparing for Christmas Eve Dinner.  As is often the case after the matriarch dies, the entire family didn’t get together quite so much and there was no big Christmas Eve dinner and celebration.  My brother, newly married, and my sister, married with two little ones, had dinner with their respective families.  I had to make my own tradition.  Find my own Christmas spirit, without my beloved mom and siblings.

lily christmasIn 1998 things changed.  Having a daughter of my own truly helped.  Nothing like the excitement of a little girl running into the room to see what Santa brought.  When she was two she ran into the room and asked, “Where’s Santa?”  She stared out the front door to look for him.  She was certain that when we said Santa was coming, we meant he’d be there in the morning to watch her open her presents.  Kids are very literal!  It was heart wrenching and funny, her little face pressed up again the window, repeating, “Where’s Santa?”  Bless her heart!

She is now a teenager and not quite into the decorating so much.  So this year I needed to start a new tradition.  After attending a friend’s trim-a-tree party I decided to invite close friends over to help me trim my tree.  It was a GREAT time.  The bonus was one of my friends brought a little six-year-old, and she kept the holiday spirit quite alive.

IMG_0723We decorated cookies.  Greg who works for NASA made ornaments inspired by the planets and Star Trek, Turi brought a delicious tofu egg salad, Karen made the most delicious pumpkin bread, and Kim came early to help me set up and then topped it off with a yummy sweet potato recipe.  Showing them my old ornaments and sharing my memories made it all special again.  And having help untangle the lights was a huge bonus!

I realize that although time passes and traditions change, the spirit of the holiday expresses itself in many ways.  From singing with my mom, to untangling lights with friends, to watching a little girl find many, many ways to decorate a cookie, it’s all part of the tradition of the holidays.

Even though she wasn’t with me in person, I could feel my mother’s spirit.  I feel she is happy and smiling, telling me she could decorate as many Christmas Trees as she wants now. And, my loving, funny brother, who I miss just as much, is there with her.

I miss them dearly, but have so many fond memories of their spirit.  Especially at this time of year.  ‘Tis the Season, to remember.  Especially our loved ones who have passed.  And create new traditions and celebrations that allow you to feel and share the spirit of the season.  Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas to all!

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Promotion, Inside or Outside Job?

Ask a seasoned public relations professional/communications expert, like myself, whether to self promote and most of us will say, “No, not if you can help it!”  Hire an outside consultant, or have a designated staffer, because it’s a tough job to promote oneself. Not only is it difficult, but it won’t be as professional or successful as it could be.

Since the 1980’s I have promoted world leaders, businesses, non profits, environmentalists, peace makers, nuclear weapons abolitionists, civil rights leaders, women’s advocates, authors, and celebrities representing issues worth publicizing.  As an outside consultant, I could present an unbiased view, and could handle a “N0.”  Or several.  I could keep reaching out and turning a “No” into a “YES.”

2013-03-15 16.32.36Representing yourself (your issue, your business) and handling a “No” is a lot more difficult than for a professional outsider. For both you and whoever you are speaking with.  Turning “No” into a “YES” can be downright uncomfortable, for both sides.  To a large extent it is a game of numbers so being determined and continuing on despite the response is necessary.  And it’s also a lot easier when it’s not YOU they are rejecting.

As an outsider, there is also the component of being able to look at the issue or topic from an outside perspective.  When you are representing yourself or your idea/business/product you may be seeing things in a narrow view.  Not as others might see it, or see you.

I cannot tell you the number of times I have worked with a client, listened to his/her pitch and knew instantly why positive responses were limited.  You can be so steeped in your own perspective you cannot see the flaws of the pitch.  Because it’s not really about you.  It’s about what YOU can do for someone else.  WIIFM? (What’s In It For Me?)  Me meaning — another person, community, audience.

Understanding how to communicate a message  in a way that someone else will care is a special talent.  Somehow I knew exactly how to do that from the first time I tried.  In fact, I was a receptionist/assistant in an advocacy communications firm and was given a press list to make some calls.  I actually didn’t know what I was doing.  But I read the press release, the background materials and just started picking up the phone and calling reporters and producers.

A few days later my press conference was held. Many reporters showed up and even the producer of Nightline attended.  My boss asked me what in the world I told the Nightline Producer to get him to show up.  He had never before attended a press conference organized by our firm.  What is obvious to me now is this:

1) I was very passionate about the topic,

2) I was straight and to the point,

3) I understood the perspective of their clients (audience), and,

4) I didn’t take no for an answer.

I was promoted to publicity director and never looked back at the switchboard.

I went on to pitch stories to the most highly respected journalists in Washington, D.C., to include the White House Press Corps.  I was too young and naive to be intimidated.  And, as I said, I was passionate and determined.  I also honestly respected journalists; after all, my mother was one.  (One of the first women editors in the country).  My father, a marketer.  I was a great by-product of the two!

So if you’re having trouble crafting your message about your product, cause, business or idea, you might consider hiring an outside consultant. (Like myself!  Here’s me pitching me!)

Actually pitching myself is pretty difficult.  Although my resume is quite impressive there are people who have known me for decades and have no idea what I’ve accomplished.  I’m not a horn-tooter.  But, I’m a great promoter of others.  In fact, when I published a children’s book last year I did little promotion!  I’m in the process of getting someone else to do it for me.  Yes, I sold books, but I didn’t do what I would do for someone else.

As I said, it’s uncomfortable to promote yourself or your product.  It’s also not the greatest business strategy.  Better to hire someone who knows their stuff, a seasoned communications professional, a good strategist, a person with media savvy.  Like me. Or someone like me.  Click here for my (impressive) Linked In resume.

If you’d like a consult, feel free to contact me on this page through my email link.

And since I don’t speak for myself well, here’s a recommendation from one of my clients, General Lee Butler, the Former Commander in charge of the U.S. Nuclear Arsenal (USAF, Ret.)

“(re: Barbara Webber)  Her wise counsel and extraordinary range of expertise were absolutely essential to both the setting and the stage of exploiting the stunning success of the public presentation of the campaign objective… She has earned my respect and admiration, as well as my unqualified endorsement as an expert of the highest caliber.”

Yes.  What he said.  I definitely could not have said it better myself.

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