WHY DOES IT TAKE SO LONG TO PROCESS A CLAIM? --- It takes 3 years to write a book. Ten thousand hours to become an expert at anything. A journey to Mars takes three hundred days. It takes about 8 years to create a brand in the US. And it currently takes 45-90 days to process a homeowner’s insurance claim. Or does it? Creating stuff that works takes time, but not in the way most of us think it does. It’s not the sheer physicality or the daily grind that holds us back. But you know what it might be? Coordinating the work of many people in a purposeful and broken down manner. Influencing others to buy into our dreams and ideas. This takes time, patience, and sometimes capital. ... and finding or creating the best way to get things done. The new path to anything looks like anything but a trail. But let's face it... a claim should take no longer than 30 minutes! ⏰
It’s been a roller coaster year.. I’m grateful for whatever life gives me :p can’t wait for a new year to start bc it’s gonna be LIT 🔥🔥😬😬 ps, San Juan is so beautiful, must go again. #funtime#fridaythoughts#happyfriday#travellog
This Christmas, next Christmas, and every other day; there is a gift available to and for you.
The gift of forgiveness. The gift of new life.
The gift of restored relationship.
Christmas is a celebration of the gift we have been offered through Jesus.
Have you accepted it?
I spent 2 solid years pleading with God for a miracle. Intuitively, from day one, I knew my baby was sick & immediately waged war on her behalf (& mine) in an absurd & fierce kind of way. I entered into a spiritual battle that cannot be explained, only experienced; one that changed me forever. I felt everything a human can feel from the most desperate & lonely to the most encompassed & cared for.
Those years felt like forever. In reality, it was no time at all. I *never* thought that we wouldn’t get the miracle of her healing. But I also always knew that she was going to die.
The juxtaposition within my spirit made me feel, at times, as though my faith was either foolish or failing. It was foolish to believe she would be healed on Earth but...was I failing if I believed that healing *could* come in the form of Heaven? Wasn’t that just giving up on God rather than pressing into Him? In fact, it was the exact opposite.
Miracles & Healing come in so many forms. They look so very different from each unique perspective. Mabel’s life graciously included the miracle of freeing me from a church that manipulated my thinking, shamed me into most of my decisions & used fear, rather than love to drive actions. A church that told me my child wasn’t being healed here because I had hidden sin, or maybe...not enough faith. A church that spit lies. That miracle was SO painful & took SO much work. I’m still unraveling much of it today. Miracles are not always easy.
Mabel’s death was a miracle that ultimately led to her healing. It was (& will likely always be) the most painful & profound experience of my life. Surrendering to the notion of death as God’s will was the single most horrifying & liberating thing I have ever done (& hope to ever do.). To say “thy will be done...” & mean it is something that takes true & extreme faith in Him.
I stopped waging war on the universe 2 days after her 2nd birthday. When the diagnosis call came, so did acceptance. Together we were totally free. For 2 1/2 more years we lived & loved completely. I am convinced that she lived every moment of her life exactly how she was supposed to, down to the minute. What a miracle indeed💛
Every day that I work for myself feels like an extraordinary gift. One that I am joyfully honour-bound to acknowledge and appreciate in each aspect of my trade. Herb craft resides deep in the marrow of my bones. As a young child, I was taught the value of whole, plant-based medicine and homeopathy through my holistically guided parents, and I would often walk the back woods of our farm with my grandmother, an adept healer in her own right, learning about the various indigenous plants of our region, how to gently gather each fragrant leaf, flower and root by hand, and then blend the raw elements to create a vibrant botanical tonic. These modest experiences fuelled a passion that would transform and enrich my world. I am a hedge-witch, healer, folk herbalist, wife, homesteader, humble student of nature, devotee of the goddess, passionate potion maker, and proud woman in a creative small business, fighting to encourage other women to discover and nurture their own preternatural strengths and passions. For every page in my unconventional storybook, I am grateful.
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Wealth is a thought. Wealth is a state of mind. Wealth is a feeling. Wealth is a sound. Embrace wealth.
When I first started my fitness journey I was just under 100 lbs, new at the gym and new to lifting weights. A trainer approached me in the change room of the gym I was working out at and told me I’d look better if I was 10 pounds heavier (I didn’t ask for her opinion btw). I remember feeling so hurt by her uninvited advice and I told myself I would never make anyone feel the way this woman just made me feel. Especially because I was trying so hard to put on weight on my naturally skinny body. 7 years later and I’ve put on close to 20 lbs of muscle, and not because of what she said to me😏😉 but because I wanted to be healthy and happy, for me. If anyone were to tell me anything about my body now I’d tell them to shut up. Your body is no ones business, but yours. Let’s stop being so judgmental. Let’s stop giving people uninvited advice and being so critical. Try this instead: tell someone what you find beautiful about them, recognize their hard work, and just try to make people feel good about themselves❤️ it’s so much more rewarding than being mean. #fridaythoughts#tomorrowisdecember#bodypositivity#girlmeetsgym#girlygains