Zen Life

 M aking My Dreams into Reality After 20 years of living in the desert, or as Billy and I call it the dust bowl. I have made my dream of moving back to the beach a reality. I will not be moving back to Pacific Grove, but to a new place to call home. San Clemente…. It's been a long time coming, taking small baby steps to make my dream a reality… Yesterday I took a few big steps. I let all of the fears and what-ifs out into the wind Focused on just the positives, and told myself this would work. I took another big step, signed a year's lease, and clicked the button on my computer to send the management co a large deposit. Breathed a sigh of relief!!! I will now once again have a beachfront apartment. A view of the ocean!!!! I will be able to feel the fresh ocean air in the summer. Walks on the beach…. I will be away from the summer heat of the desert…. I am making my dream into reality

Yesterday as I sat on my sofa, sipping hot green tea, petting Valentina, who was curled up on my lap. I looked out the large window, Palm Trees swaying in the wind- their large palm frons tumbling down below into the pool. The bright yellow umbrellas that lined the pool, came crashing down onto the pavement. Blackbirds trying to fly against the wind. I continued to just sit on my sofa. Listening to the sound of the wind, listening to the wind blowing so hard, my sliding doors shook. As I sat there in awe of my surroundings - I thought to myself how ironic,it's like the wind is singing to me. Tossing my old life into the wind, letting it settle, and starting a new life,  a new chapter. A new chapter in San Clemente

  Today I lost my way I feel so overwhelmed with life So many decisions are to be made, where do I even begin? For years I wanted to leave the desert.- But where do I go?? Will it be Dana Point, Monterey, Pismo, or somewhere else? Now all of a sudden I am faced with fear and sadness. I love my house, I have made this into my home. I don't mind the desert from the end of Nov to April - but as soon as the heat rises I just want to stay inside, I don't feel like doing much of anything. Can I afford to keep my home and live elsewhere from May to Nov? What about the co I built - Desert Life Design - this has been my baby. Do I just let it go?? I love doing my photography and writing? Can I make enough money with this? Zen Life Art- does do well- but is it enough? I miss my Dad… I feel lost without him. For now, I will wipe away the tears. I'll let go of the fear. I will just concentrate on this moment I will take one day at a time I will let the Universe unfold like an oyster. W

I I became an entrepreneur because the idea of working for someone else never sat well with me. I have always wanted to be in charge of my own destiny. I’m thankful that I am more excited about the future of my business today than I ever have been. Some might say I’m a late bloomer -- and I’d have to agree. I feel like doing more, not less! I’m far from ready to slow down. What It Takes to Be an Entrepreneur What is being an entrepreneur really like? Well, I’d be lying if I said that there weren’t a lot of perks. I feel like the world is my oyster. It’s a nice life. But it didn’t come without significant sacrifices. I want to share some of my insights with aspiring entrepreneurs who are asking themselves, “What do I have to look forward to? What am I prepared to give up?” The good 1. Making your own decisions. I answer to no one. I thrive on the fact that the success of my business depends on me. Getting to experience the impact of my choices day in and day out fills me with confidenc

  I am a Lotus  I amaze myself that I am even still alive. I have been through so much, both health-wise and emotionally. Far more than most people.  Even after all I have been through I feel I have a good disposition, I have tried my best not to dwell on the tragic life, but just on the positives. I have always made goals for myself in the healing process and life in general. Some are as small as just getting up out of bed in the hospital and walking to the front door. To build a thriving business.  I was born with a rare heart condition. Drs told my parents to just take me home and be with me till I pass away. I was not supposed to survive. Boy did I prove them wrong!!! One doctor along Dr Henry Heins said do not listen to them, she is strong. I was transferred to Children's Hospital in LA. Where I had my first heart surgery at 3 days old. I was a little fighter and Dad says I always had a smile on my face even after the operation. I was a good baby and grew healthy and strong. A

At the age of 36 my husband abandoned me. I was sick, he was a weak man, who did not know how to take care of a sick wife. He dropped me off at my parents' house in, La Quinta and never returned. Steve and I lived in Pacific Grove, across the street from Lovers Point. Overlooking the Monterey Bay. What a sight !!!! This was home to me. When I found myself at my parents' house, in the desert, in the dust bowl, I cried !!! How could he just drop me off at the place I hated, the desert!!!! I love and miss my home. The fresh ocean breeze. Watching the fog roll in and out. The seagulls overhead. The sound of the waves crashing, The feel of the mist on my skin. The smell of the ocean. How could he!!!!! Now stuck in my old room - on my hard twin bed. Too sick to move…. I stayed in my parent's house for three long years. They with a team of doctors from UCLA nursed me back to health. After 3 years I was strong enough, physically to move out on my own. But not strong enough mentally