Feeling Loved, My Children’s book in progress

Feeling Loved (in progress)

 A Ted E. Bear Story

By Barbara Webber



“Teddy, Teddy I have to tell you what happened today!” Lily yelled as she ran into the house, tripping over her book bag.  It was Lily’s first day of kindergarten and she was clearly excited.  She didn’t even give Teddy a chance to ask what happened when she blurted out, “When I went into my class my teacher told us we would all have our own ‘cubbies’ to keep the classroom clean.” 


Lily began to giggle and Teddy thought it was pretty funny too.  You see, Teddy and Lily Bear’s parents called all the kids in the family their “cubbies” because they were bears.  Cubby bears. 


Lily ran out of the room as fast as she had come in.  What a cute cubby!


Ted E. Bear is the oldest cubby in his family and everyone calls him Teddy.   His brothers and sisters are Fred E. Bear (Freddy), Bet E. Bear (Betty), Lil E. Bear (Lily) and Zed E. Bear (who they call Zeddy-Spaghetti because he likes spaghetti so much).  Their middle initial, E., stands for, “Everything you always wanted in a cubby”.


After a long day of sharing “first day of school” stories, all the cubbies headed for bed.  Teddy Bear was sitting on his blue and red race car bed; proudly looking at all his trophies and awards he got over the summer.  He began to feel impatient waiting for Mom E. Bear to come into his room to say goodnight to him.    “What is taking her so long?” he thought aloud.

After what seemed like a very, very, very long time Teddy crept out of his bedroom, carefully stepping over his baseballs, footballs, and soccer balls, to see if he could find out what in the world was keeping Mommy from tucking him into bed. 


He sneaked around the corner to peek into Betty’s fancy purple and gold bedroom.  It was filled with all kinds of girly stuff, makeup and mirrors and glittery hair ribbons and fluffy bows, but he didn’t see Mommy in there.  “I don’t know why she needs all that stuff,” he mumbled to himself.


He crept into Zeddy and Freddy’s bedroom that was plastered with colorful artwork and complicated computer games, but his cubby brothers were both fast asleep and there was no sign of Mommy there either.  “For brothers, they sure are different,” Teddy said.  Freddy is the artsy colorful type who likes being creative all the time.  Zeddy loves science and computers and is happy to stay inside all day long playing on his laptop.


Teddy walked down the hall to Lily’s bedroom.  He could hear Lily talking to Mommy in her soft, sweet voice.  Teddy put his tiny cubby ear to the door so he could hear what Lily was saying.


“Mommy, when you do that I feel loved,” Lily said in the warmest, most grateful voice he ever heard. 


Teddy could not imagine what was going on that made Lily sound so very happy.  Being the curious bear that he was, Teddy poked his head inside the doorway to snoop on his little sister.  Lily’s room was full of everything pink — pink flowers, pink animals, pink pictures, pink jewelry, you name it.   Pink, pink, pink.  Lily loved the color pink.  He thought her room even smelled pink.

He saw Lily’s pretty little face peeking out from the covers, snuggled under her bright pink comforter.  Mommy was sitting on the edge of the bed, caressing Lily’s face. 


He watched Mommy place her fingertip at the top of Lily’s forehead, run her fingers down the side of Lily’s cheek, stop at her chin and begin again.   Over and over she would gently rub Lily’s sweet face from top to bottom.  He saw his sister’s tiny smile slowly melt away as she gently fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.


Teddy rushed back to his room.  “So that’s it!  When Mommy rubs Lily’s face at night, she feels happy and loved!” he remarked to himself.


 Mommy doesn’t do that to me, he thought.  He wondered aloud, “What does Mommy do for me?”  He climbed under his crumpled up sheets, in deep thought, pledging that tomorrow he would figure out the answer to his question.   He was already fast asleep by the time Mommy came to his room to say goodnight.

The next morning he awoke with a mission.  He still wasn’t clear about what makes him feel happy and loved.  He decided to talk to all his cubby brothers and sisters to find out what Mommy does that makes each of them feel good.   Would they be like Lily or would they be different?  He wondered if they feel loved in the same way he might.  He had no idea.


(story continues)


What do you think?  This came from a real happening in my life, something my daughter told me while I was putting her to sleep… (Lily)

… So, how do you feel loved??  If you comment on this and send me your email, I will gladly send you a copy of my book (in progress of looking at publishing avenues)…

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I can do it!

My writing juices are really flowing after attending a writer’s workshop with Cheryl Richardson and Reid Tracy at the I Can Do It Conference in Washington, D.C., with speakers such as Louise Hay, Wayne Dyer, Neale Donald Walsch, Bruce Lipton, Carolyn Myss and many others.  (Great speakers, amazing energy, funny and lots of down to earth language if you know what I mean!)

I was turned on within two day I got my .com with my name, started my blog, finished writing my children’s book and started the process of exploring getting it published.  To self publish or not to self publish, that is the question … currently.  Add to that, to e-book(amazon?) publish or not?  I’m liking the writing better than the process questions, but oh well.  Any feedback, thoughts welcome.

As this great flow of energy is keeping me up late, I struggled out of bed Friday morning and went to volunteer at my daughter’s school.  I met a parent in the school auditorium who was incredibly vibrant, and thought to myself, this is a divine meeting!  (Incidentally, one of my intentions I uncovered over the weekend was being more vibrant, and here was vibrant in full form!)

She asked me what I do (as we often ask when we meet people…. there must be a better opening question, yes?)…anyhow, I said I was a retired PR person (skipping the part about representing world leaders, experts, celebrities and activists so not to go off into tangents about celebs, or worse yet sound like an ego trip in motion).  I said, I write and teach…and she said, “I teach too.”  Well, I teach spirituality and self-empowerment (pause, no fainting or eye rolling, thank goodness) …. and I am writing a children’s book.  Ends up she volunteers for a children’s homeless shelter and would love for me to come and read my book there.  FANTASTIC.  I would love to do that!

I explained my book, “Feeling Loved, A Ted E. Bear Story” follows the bear family and all the different ways the “cubbies” feel loved, and how to carry that feeling wherever they are, no matter the situation.  She said,” I bet it would really help the children in the shelter deal with what they are going through.”  I could imagine it already, sitting down with these bright little souls, helping them to remember how they feel loved and creating that good feeling inside themselves.  And then they would know how to get back that good feeling when they needed it.  This is going to be great!

So my weekend of inspiration made me feel great, it got me motivated (to finish what a started more years ago than I want to admit!), and look at all the good that came out of it within days.  I’m inspired, excited and I am so looking forward to passing on those good idea, thoughts and feelings to kids who really need it!   I guess “I can do it!” like the conference says…

What can you do that you are inspired to do?

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What My Yorkie reminds me to do … besides the obvious

Have you ever found yourself so immersed in your writing or creative projects that you lose all sense of time and space?  This happens to me quite often, as it did, once again today.  I was busily putting finishing touches on my children’s book and co-creating art with my daughter.  The great news is that when I’m in these creative spaces it’s totally blissful and productive; the not so good news is that if I don’t take a break my body hurts!

I thought of setting up a timer to remind myself to stand, stretch and breathe, but then I realized my two-year-old Yorkie puppy is the perfect alarm clock.  He insists on me playing with him every so often.  He runs up to sit next to my chair, scratches it or me, and uses his most influential puppy whine that is impossible to ignore.  When I break from the computer and look at him, his ears perk up and he looks at a nearby toy.  Basically he forces me to stop what I’m doing and PLAY.  The first time it happened I got annoyed that he was interrupting my flow.  Then, it occurred to me, this is fantastic.  An alarm clock that reminds me to play.  And he’s also pretty cute!Image

A little earlier in the day I was reading a book, Dying for a Change, and the author was discussing the need to move into our creative self to keep our intuition open and available.  This weekend while I was at the Hayhouse “I Can Do It Conference,” several speakers including, Dr. Joe Dispenza and Bruce Lipton, discussed the left and right brain hemispheres.  They presented amazing information on the biology of belief, the parts of the brain dedicated to intuition/creation vs. memories, stored emotions.

Wherever I have turned lately I am being reminded of our beliefs, our creative ability, our intuition and the amazing gift of being a spiritual human.  Over and over again I am hearing about our ability to be conscious creators when we engage that part of our brain that is creative/intuitive, the “in the now” … When we find ourselves feeling rather badly, we are most likely engaged in that other part of the brain that stores the “stories” of old, the hidden beliefs and emotions, the traumas.  We are tapping into those thoughts that simply don’t feel good.

It is hard to find a problem if you are truly in the now.  Right now I am enjoying quiet time, knowing my daughter is fast asleep.  I hear my dishwasher running, reminded how grateful I am for modern appliances and hot water. I have a warm cup of tea to soothe my tummy and  a warm bed calling me to slumber.  All is well in my world.  What does your “now” look like?

And, if you don’t have a cute Yorkie puppy to remind you to be in the now, to play, find someone or something who will.  Who knows what you might create with that good energy!

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Welcome to my blog

I look forward to sharing our thoughts, experiences and feelings on spirituality,  metaphysics and conscious co-creation.  My intention is to create a space that will help you lead an enriched spiritual life and connect with others who are seeking a more loving, conscious, human-spiritual experience.  I will share my stories,  resources and anything I can that will uplift you and help you remember who you really are!  I hope you will feel free to share your stories and resources as well.  Life is a lot easier when you have someone with whom to share the journey, and can be your authentic self.

My spiritual quest began in earnest more than 25 years ago when my best friend, my mother, died after a long struggle with lung cancer.  As her caretaker, the loss was devastating and left a huge void and a deep desire for greater understanding (i.e., why am I here?).

A friend recommended Louise Hay’s book, “You Can Heal Your Life,” which became my source of comfort.  I retired from my high-profile job as a public relations consultant to world leaders, activists and experts and opened my heart and soul to a deeper calling of personal transformation, healing and enlightenment.  In my previous role I worked for outside transformation (change the world to change people’s lives), in my current one, I focus on inner (change ourselves and the world changes).  The good news, it all connects!

Over the year I’ve studied and read all I could, laughed and cried through life’s ups and downs, learned and learned and remembered some more.  I survived a life threatening catastrophic illness where I died and came back more than once, bringing with me an even stronger understanding of life, love and the human-spiritual experience.  My intuitive gifts became stronger than ever, as did many of my human challenges.  My personal conversation with God  (on my death-bed) was a life changer and an eye opener (more on that to follow…).

What event sent you looking for deeper truths of your human/spiritual experience?  I’d love to hear about it.  My intention is to connect those of us who are interested in leading a more spiritually enriched life, and to support one another on that sacred journey.  I look forward to hearing from you!

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