CalmUp® helps you get your head on straight. Every. Single. Day. Like a shot of espresso (without the caffeine).
CalmUp® promotes inner peace and self-fulfillment. Ahhhhhhh. The daily, structured format helps you have more energy, live a genuine life, and spread all that joy to those around you.
CalmUp® helps transform you into the person you aspire to be—for yourself, for others, for the world.
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Monthly Archives: September 2011
How can I go out into the world and teach the CalmUp® Journey when the publishing process has turned me into anything but calm?
I’ve just completed a CalmUp® Journey launched with this “How can I…” question. In less than 30 minutes, I moved from feeling “sad, confused, stuck, foolish, and incapable” to feeling “joyful, confident, flexible, wise, and competent.” On a 1–10 scale (with 10 being the highest level of peace and joy), I moved from a “2” (it’s been an extremely challenging week) to a “10” (knowing and trusting that I’m right where I need to be).
I’ve been writing here about the conception, development, and birthing of CalmUp®. What I haven’t shared is the “why”: Why use the CalmUp® Journey? Why do I use the CalmUp® Journey?
Why use the CalmUp® Journey? Click here for a list of marvelous benefits from the services provided by CalmUp®. If you experience any other benefits, I’d love to hear about them.
How strange that I haven’t been able to work on my blog all week, and now I’m awake at dawn on a Saturday, completely motivated to write. Saturday is my day off from doing business, yet I listen to my inner voice, get out of bed, and grab my laptop.
There’s enough morning light through the sunroom window where I sit on the floor. Nick and Nora, the dogs, join me from the other, then exit through the dog door. Perhaps retreating from the windstorm, they soon return and snuggle up next to me.
Out the window, the trees almost tumble as they dance. This has been a turbulent week for the printing of the CalmUp® books. When I walked into work yesterday, and a nurse innocently said, “Good morning. How are you?” I realized I wasn’t ready to face my residents. I left work to have my second cry of the day, and it was only 8:00 A.M.
Outside, the trees are taking an intermission or their final bow. The sun has risen to its fullness in the East, and I’m grateful for the calm. Last night, I told Dave, my husband, that the last time I had a week like this was when my mom had a heart attack, and I wasn’t able to be at her bedside in India.