Remember

Thinking today into the deep about some specific memories – they stopped me and I cried and I remember…
When my mom died, I made the arrangements. She had died in the hospital holding my sister’s hand. I came later with another sister. They were intensely worried about me and how I would take her death. It was a horrific season that ultimately changed all our lives. I remember.
I gathered up her clothes. My pain was hidden as I masked the emptiness through my “maturity”. I remember the funeral home was filled with people who did not know her – never met her – but they knew my dad. They came to honor her because they knew him. I remember.
We took the trek to Houston where we buried her and honestly, I did not return for many many years to that place … I knew she was not really there and I just did not want to remember.

Then, my dad died years later and the service was held in a small space at the Veterans Memorial. There was a man who played guitar who at the time was my sister and her husband’s friend. There was a salute with guns because of my dad’s service in the military – he was at Pearl Harbor. I still have some of his logs from seeing men burn on different levels of the ship. By the time he passed he was living in my sister’s home where he faced his fears of the unknown and ultimately – fearlessly went into the Unknown filled with Love and Peace. I remember.

For some reason today I was struck with how our lives influence one another and how one life matters. My mom was my best friend. I still miss her to this day. She would be proud of her girls including our niece who she loved with a fierce compassion. She would want to hug her right now. Mom would want to talk with her and want to soothe her heart. Mom valued. She mattered. Dad was strong and seeking and wanting to be forgiven and wanted to know Truth and he found it and it was beautiful. He mattered and he knew he mattered when it was all said and done.
Maybe you don’t think you matter. Believe me – you are significant and your life matters – your thoughts matter – your prayers matter – your presence matters and when you are not present – it matters. God knows. He remembers.

My mom was a recluse and knew few. My dad was a recluse in his latter days and though back in a day he knew many – he died alone with one holding his hand and lovingly speaking to him as if he mattered because he did matter. His presence mattered. I remember both seasons of my life.

This is deep stuff my friend. What is my point you wonder? I’m rambling you think? No. I rarely if ever ramble. I just see a lot at one time and it takes a while to communicate …

The Bible talks about seasons of life. There is a preparation that takes place for every season and though we may feel unable – we can face it with Them inside us as we remember who we are and Who we came from … that may seem like a myth or a bunch of hooey to you – I don’t know… honestly it used to feel like that to me. I get it. I remember.

It is a deep shift to see how we live forever and how we have always been and how we will always be and how Love makes the difference in HOW we live and how we pass into a new life. Whew what a long sentence as I “ramble”. Some do not realize significance until that movement into the heavens. That is okay. God knows. No regrets. God remembers.

My mom and dad were strong influencers who never really got to live out their potential on this planet. Maybe that is one of the reasons my sisters and I have wanted to live all in and passionately moving forward into more of Him. We know they still live. We know Life is real. We realize they still live in another place. I have had to shift to see it and to realize it and to remember.

May you embrace the shift available to us all…. may I continue to face what I fearfully hold … may we receive this Love that holds us all and may we ultimately believe the Greatest Story ever Told.
Until soon and much love as you and I remember …
d

Struggle for Strategy.

Exchange STRUGGLE for STRATEGY.
I have been in a struggle for years. Sometimes it was strife filled but no longer. Now, it’s life fillled. Listening. Daily. Struggle for strategy.
This is the key.
So, what’s your struggle? Mine has been health? Maybe yours is something else?
Family.
Responsibilities.
Parenting.
Adulting.
Gambling.
Porn.
Workaholic.
Alcoholic.
Crises after crises.
Under planning.
Over planning.
No planning.
No miney.
Too much money.
Stress.
Strife.
Competition.
Stubbornness.
You name it.

WE have to see how to maneuver through these days and exchange our struggle for strategy.

I’m getting new thoughts. New ideas. New ways. New processes.
A fresh start to hear and see.
I’m exchanging my struggle for strategy…

You can receive a strategy to depart from that thought into a new thought,
It’s not too late… It feels too late in some areas but it makes me press in more to hear and understand…so don’t give up…
Love-d

Brave.

Be Brave.

Update on a bizarre day. First thank you to the kind friend who brought me an oil blend to help the sinus and jaw/head pain go away today. It would have worked if it weren’t for operator error …

Second thanks to my husband who did not panic as his wife started crying from the burning pain in my eyes from oil dripping into both eyes. I am thankful Craig lead my blind eyes and body to the shower so I could thoroughly wash with Johnson’s Baby shampoo until my eyes no longer burned. He was brave.

I thank Jennifer for thinking quickly and getting coconut oil INTO my eyes to wash the burning oil out of my eyes… who knew?? Girl… that was gold. She was brave.

Thank God I was not alone to look for my phone with both eyes shut while crying from the burning wintergreen and other strong oils…which are not to be placed in our eyes 👀 but I guess I did not think through the oil part too well.

Thankfully people thought quickly. Thankful I did not have to call 911. Lately I have been on the receiving end while facing challenges with fresh transparency and a new perspective of authenticity.

Interestingly, I have also been encouraged to hide weaknesses … keep everything upbeat! Think positive! Meditate it all away… after all it worked for this person and that person so just do what they do … I get that too and don’t get me wrong – I’m a leaner into amazing, positive and all being well and I believe … we can all be brave.

I am also learning that keeping it real is more honest than avoiding what is painful, ignoring what is uncomfortable or just pretending that everything is hunky dory when I’m in the process of my progress.

Instead of disassociating or compartmentalizing, I’m learning how to be brave while facing adversity … Loving myself through complications. Living with myself as others drop off for healthier “friendships.” Honestly that’s okay – loving one another when life is all good is easy but it is that whole rubber meets the road thing. I’m having to love at a distance while embracing wellness and letting others figure out how to be brave.

Its interesting really – to be in another vital season of bravery as we move forward in calculated ways.
One way I moved forward was in writing a book that got published in other parts of the world. It was a dream come true for me. If you have a book or story inside you – check out this free training on writing your own book. Blessings to you! https://vt226.isrefer.com/go/aaevtrng/donnareinersignited/

See you on the way to the other side – wait – maybe we are brave already …

Process of Progress

Donna Reiners, Lifecoach, Bravetobraver, donnareiners.com, author, Speaker, leadershipI call it the process of progress. Many people wonder if they are taking three steps forward and two steps back. I find perspective is everything. You may feel stuck like a hamster in a wheel of sabotage, sickness or death filled thoughts. When properly identified, you can have most cycles broken and your heart rewired. It can happen in a moment. I have found most the time, you get to renovate your mind one moment at a time. You get to make a lot of new little decisions that take you over time into a brave new you. The beauty of time lapse is the maturity in the processing of progress. I work with people overtime to unlock the why behind the what so they can recognize it when it knocks on their door in a different package. I help them remove what has caused them to remain in torment, turmoil and overwhelming stress and paralysis. It is a deep work. But it is a long lasting work. It takes patience and kindness to walk out life with people. Sometimes, I have a client that wants a quick trip to the store to get an answer. Most times the key to competency, security and loving yourself is to go deep so you can go far. It is not a drive through experience with a 99 cent menu. Many little decisions every day allow you to change the direction of your body, soul and spirit. I cannot overemphasize the power of the process of your progress. Do not forsake the process of progress. When choosing a different future, I want to encourage you not to allow yourself to regret. Regret is a powerful foe. It will bring you back into a hamster wheel. Sometimes, we unlock 50 years of living in a direction that unbeknownst to that person was not healthy. All of a sudden a lifetime passes before their eyes and they realize there is no gaining it back.

Do not focus on what was behind you.

With intention, take a step forward And mature in the process of your progress.

www.transformyouremotions.com

There was a time…

IF you can relate – type I GET IT! There was a time many years ago when I would not sleep for #fear I would wake up dead.

There was a time many years ago when I blamed #sickness on disease. There was a time many years ago when I refused relationships for fear they would die and leave me alone.

There was a time many years ago when I agreed with doctors who said I would not live past 30.

There was a time many years ago when I agreed I would die like my mom.

There was a time many years ago when I felt you would not love me if you really got to ‘see’ me.

There was a time when I thought I would disappear into depression.

There was a time when I gave up and wanted to die.

There was a time…

There was a time…

There was a time…

But God.

I said, “But God.”

Yes, it sometimes required a #fight.

Yes, it sometimes required my will overriding overwhelming #emotions filled with #darkness and #despair.

Yes, it required me contending for life I could not yet see.

But God.

I said, “But God.”

So, my #friend if you have read until the end, I want you to know that overcoming that which wants to overcome you is worth it.

Knowing That One Who overcame the world and lives inside of you and lives inside of me is worth it.

And I’d do it again.

You – don’t you give up and don’t you turn back and don’t you give in to those #death filled thoughts and ideas. Choose life because Life chose you and you were and are worth choosing. But #God. I GET IT!! Share so that someone struggling about ‘there was a time’ will choose life. #REPOST Love-d

#coach #life #lifecoach #lifeisbeautiful #live #anxiety #mentalhealth #mental #health #christian #jesus #writer #author #church You are loved – Donna Reiners

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Let it go

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Scars run deep

Braver Saturday -Time may heal but scars run deep. I know a family. The woman told God that their relationship was going on the back burner. That she would pick up her relationship with Him later. The results? Marriage ripped apart. Families and friends ripped apart. Divorce. Is it all fine now? Sure. Time may heal but scars run deep. Sometimes wrecking your own and other people’s lives is avoidable. If we just listen and obey. Be righteous even when it hurts. Even when you are so deep into it that you feel there is no way out. Cry out to Father. He has the solutions. HE has not left you. If you are in rebellion and you still hear His voice then I encourage you to not take advantage of the grace but tune into His righteousness and let him lead you. Who knows? Maybe He has a different or better plan? A byproduct of relationship with Father is you want to please Him. In this place called Grace, is there still obedience? Did Jesus obey so that we did not have to??? Is that really the grace Father has for His children? To do the wrong thing on purpose is still called rebellion even in grace. Kinda like a little kid who is asked to make their bed by their parents. Perhaps disobedience is at times just immaturity? Father has no condemnation but He does have correction that brings direction. Thoughts? Love-d #moms #marriage #church #jesus #death #life #professional #fit #blogger #faith #blog #instablog

The Desert is Never Forever


Braver Saturday – it’s a season. Don’t let the moment steal the entire year.love-d

See it Big Keep it Simple


Braver Saturday-The mountain may be large but the solution may be simple. Think it through. You can do it. Love-d