I have so many creative ideas flowing through my brain often.
I always have. Whether it’s writing, painting or whatever.
I love expressing myself in so many ways. For different purposes.
I was in church yesterday, listening to an awesome message about finances and how important it is to manage ours properly.
I was completely tuned in while also “seeing” the concepts that were used as actual concepts that I can inject into my health coaching.
My mind never shuts off.
Everything I look at, I immediately wonder how it can be used to further save kitchens.
I’m beyond passionate people.
So while the speaker spoke on writing down every dollar spent for a week, to better see where our money goes, it made me think.
If everyone wrote down what they ate for a week, it could be eye opening.
It’s the careless spending, the mindless eating….both are without purpose.
It’s much easier to bury our head in the sand.
But it’s SO true.
If we don’t have to keep account to ourselves, it’s so easy to just…..
That goes for lots of things.
It also had me really thinking about the direction of my teaching.
I’m not a teacher.
I’m not a public speaker.
But I’m super driven to share my story and know that it helps others.
Because it already has.
I’m not just another person on the healthy bandwagon kick.
I’m in too deep.
I know too much.
And my circle of influence is growing.
But I know that I stand out as different.
What I want to concentrate on is this:
I did something that changed my life.
Most everyone knows that.
I used to look like this.
When I started dropping those fifty pounds, I did not take compliments very well.
I felt so great! It was so exhilarating to keep dropping sizes.
But I struggled with taking compliments.
I would almost shut people down.
I’ve blogged about it in my weight loss blog.
It didn’t feel comfortable and I wasn’t sure why I was like that nor could I handle it any different each time.
In recent days I’ve had more insight on what has been developing over time.
It’s like things make sense.
Like a big revelation poured over me.
Compliment me and I’ll still struggle.
If it’s how I look.
This journey is not about how I look.
I did an amazing program that assisted me in losing weight and I always point back to it to give thanks AND explain that it started me on this path of learning.
Others have learned too while on it.
But there are still many that struggle with how and what to eat. And why.
Whether they’ve done the same program or others, like Weight Watchers, Medical Weight Loss, this diet or that diet.
I’ve watched people put their weight back on.
And it saddens me because the struggle is real.
They don’t know where to turn.
Because they haven’t changed their relationship with food.
This is where I am extremely grateful for that fork in the road that I arrived at.
Both in true experience and tons and tons of simple research.
Trust me. I’m not brainy.
But I’ve come to realize that you don’t have to know it all.
You take what you do know and inspire and help others that are placed in your path.
I told my Pastor this recently:
“As a Christ follower, especially when I was first saved, I wore a new pair of eye glasses. I could see the lost.”
“Through this journey, I’ve put on a second pair of eye glasses. I can see the unhealthy.”
And because of my desire, my heart and my story, I am making an impact.
It’s never been about my looks.
It’s a passion that has been building inside of me for months and months.
Bringing me to here and now.
I’m in a group on facebook for health coaches. We share ideas and inspire one another.
I posted in there a few days ago. A quick overview of my story and my business.
People were astounded that as a very new health coach, I’ve touched eleven kitchens (and more actually).
I am too.
But it constantly reinforces that I took the right path when I came to that fork in the road.
Being an example.
It’s truly thrilling and an honor.
I’ve got big plans and dreams for SaveTheKitchens.
And they are playing out and unfolding daily.
The enemy of my soul would like me to think otherwise.
My eyes dart this way and that way if I’m not careful.
This person or that person…they know more. What do I really know.
I remember. And refocus.
I’ve surrounded myself with a few very godly women who encourage and cheer me on.
Or someone will text me, message me or comment on something of mine on facebook, in the way of thanks or their success. Even their deep need of my help.
I’ve adjusted my eye glasses. And I’m keeping them on.