Debspeacework's Blog

Can paying to blog actually make money?

debspeacework — Mon, 23 Aug 2010 14:45:48 +0000

I keep wondering if there are ways to make more money. I have heard over and over about blogging. I have done it for years, for free. Now I will try it as a paying gig.

Eat, Pray Love

debspeacework — Sat, 14 Aug 2010 03:23:30 +0000

I want to see this movie. I think it is a journey I need to go on. But, with about an extra $100 in my pocket, I don’t see myself running away for a year anytime soon.

What can I do to recreate this experience here at home. That is my job. Figure out how to replicate the process in my own world.

is it possible. Lets see. I am going to see the movie tomorrow. Then I will be back to write about the possibilities.

Working myself up for nothing

debspeacework — Fri, 06 Aug 2010 02:54:20 +0000

I anticipated not being able to shut my mouth today. I had a meeting and was afraid I would not let myself shut up. I did. What else am I believing I cannot do, but indeed I can?

I need to think and think again.

Night

Sunday, new week

debspeacework — Sun, 01 Aug 2010 18:40:28 +0000

Well, a new week has begun. I have a lot to do and too much to do. That is where I find myself often–feeling overwhelmed.

What will I do about it?

Close my eyes. Think of the best way to spend my day and transfer it to the best way to live my life.

Off to the world.

Things have to start with me

debspeacework — Sun, 01 Aug 2010 03:05:28 +0000

I have been at this for a year, on and off. I sit down here to write about my personal conquest against me, and it works for a while and then I go back to where I started.

Here I go again.

What are my problems, issues?

The same as a few years ago:

Money–2 months after bankruptcy I am in a worse place. How can that be?
Weight–I am up 10 pounds in the past month.
House–I am again a victim of CHAOs–Can’f have anyone over syndrome
Future–I am hating work. I need a change.
Me–Who, what, when, where, why–so many questions, yet, when will I start to work on them?

Who–who am I to be and when will I decide to look into it? My God, I am 51 years old, when will I begin to work on it? At 60? 70? In the next life?

What–What is keeping me stuck?

When–is it important enough that I take center stage?

Where–do I need to live, work, play?

Why–am I living this way when I am smart, capable.

Tonight I am going to do some laundry and dishes. Tonight I am going to plan. Tonight I am going to try, again, to be the start of the life I want and deserve.

Trying new things

debspeacework — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 05:12:01 +0000

Just a short post today–I tried acupuncture today for the first time. Is that why I am still up? Is that why I have been cranky as hell all day? Maybe it is just brining out the best in me. yuck yuck! Good night all.

Metamorphosis…The Journey from WHO? … to YOU!

debspeacework — Sun, 16 May 2010 14:38:30 +0000

I am on a mission! What mission, Debby? (You may be asking..or not, but I will tell you anyway!)

The mission to help women, everywhere, dream of, journey to and maintain the life of their dreams.

It is funny, really, that I am on this mission. I became a social worker at the ripe old age of about 5. You know the kid. I was her. I always tried to help the underdog, cheer for the poor, the weak, the unpopular. I worried about it, “not being right, fair.” I wanted all baby birds to be reunited to the nest, all injured dogs to be entitled to the best dog doctor in the world! As I grew, I realized it was almost a sickness–I got so into worrying about everyone else’s problems that I let mine go. I heard so much pain that I forgot that the world is a pretty okay place.

After talking to thousands of women on my professional and personal journey, I realized there is one common thread with most of us–we worry. We worry that the mom down the street is better. We worry our kids will not live to their greatest potential. We worry our houses aren’t maintained the way they should be.

What we don’t worry about is ourselves. What are the top four things that we should be thinking about our personal journey?

What were your dreams as a child? What dreams did you work on, which did you put on hold? What are your dreams now?
What is bugging you? Really, say it on paper and out loud. Is it your body, boss or babies? Say it, it is okay and necessary to acknowledge it.
What are you doing daily to take care of yourself?
What have you done in the past to fail? What will you do in the future to succeed?

After you think through the process, it is time to come back here and continue the journey to YOU. This week, take time to worry about you. Everyone around you will benefit!

www.debspeacework.org

Begining of my dream board

debspeacework — Tue, 12 May 2009 01:02:45 +0000

I believe in the power of the laws of attraction. I believe it because I have seen it work and will again soon.

I started working on my business plan a few months ago and have had nothing but trouble writing it. I need to have one completed to graduate and take the certification class for life coaching. I want it, I believe I can be a great coach, but couldn’t write the plan.

Ever been there?

Now I have a dream. The Metamorphysis Center for women. I can see it in my dreams, the layout and guess what? When I began conceptionalizing the business plan for this, it flowed like nothing I have ever written before.

Now I know I am where I need to be. Pointed in the way that I need to aim toward.

Tonight I am going to complete my dream board. I am excited. I will write again soon and post a picture of my completed project board.

Congrats ME!

Why does everyone have to chime in?

debspeacework — Sat, 09 May 2009 18:30:02 +0000

Have you ever noticed that when you make a decision, everyone has an opinion that makes you question your goal–or at least that is part of their reason to spout.

My “questioner” right now is my son. The great, ripe age of 13, know it all and tryer of my patience. Today he is in trouble, not big trouble. He didn’t rob a store, hit a friend, cuss me out, slap down his niece. He has just gotten his way for so long that he hates when he can’t get it. He was a surprise and the family treated him that way. Including me. Zach doesn’t want to clean his mess, it’s ok, they grow up so fast that this is the fun part again. Zach doesn’t like what I cooked for supper, that is ok, I’ll make him some chicken nuggets–afterall, my dad always made me clean my plate and I hated it. The list goes on and on.

Today his sister took him shopping, not for mother’s day or anything, but for the theatre. I am ok with that. But, he only wanted to go because I made him sweep the kitchen floor for being mouthy. He was mouthy afteerwards but I let him go–I needed a time out.

Just when I am trying to work out issues, another pops up.

Why or why does it always have to happen!

How big is your mouth?

debspeacework — Fri, 08 May 2009 03:28:01 +0000

Mine is big, real big. I open wide all of the time and bite off more than I can chew.

Right now my mouth is full of:

parenting–got a 13 year old that is getting mouthy on MySpace and not realizing the consequences.
daughtering–my mom needs me more and I don’t have more to give.
employeeing–end of the month stuff; I have about 8 potential volunteers that need interviews; a fundraiser the end of the month that is growing faster than I can imagine and a desk that is swimming in all these projects.
life coaching–I ran an ad last month and got alot of responses–now I do not have the time to schedule the group and get it started.

What to do, what to do? I got it! Tonight I am going to sleep and let the stuff slide for now. Hopefully night will be restful and tomorrow will be bright and new.