Begin your day with this new thought. Repeat throughout the day. Watch what happens.
Have a wonderful day!
Good day to you!
We believe so many things and want to achieve more in our lives. Yet we wait. What would happen if you began each day with the thought “I am beautiful!”?
Our minds become used to new thoughts if we practice. That is what Life Coaching is all about.
One new thought for today.
What new thought would you like to begin with?
I would like to suggest this thought
“I am beautiful”.
Think about that one thought: “I am beautiful!” . Your mind will go directly to its’ comfort zone and react with reasons this isn’t true. It is really quite amusing when you understand the pattern. “I am beautiful!”. Your mind may respond with “I would be beautiful if….I lost weight, if I took care of myself, if, if, and if”.
“I am beautiful!”
Repeat it. Say it out loud as you look in the mirror. Repeat it.
What can you do for yourself today?
Know that you are beautiful. Be beautiful on the inside, and your beauty will shine through. As soon as you believe it, you will shine.
I would like to share a story with you: The Lady and the Hat:
Maria was an average woman who lived an average life. She lived with her mother and worked as a secretary in a large company. Every day she would wake up, make breakfast for her mother and herself, get ready for work, and then would walk 10 blocks to work. There she would quietly enter the door, nod at the doorman and make her way to her office. She would quietly smile at her boss, do her work and at the end of the day would make her way home. Maria was a quiet woman. She had no expectations.
One day, during her lunch break, she saw a new store and for some unexplainable reason, entered. There were only a few customers in the store including a mother and her young daughter.
Maria looked around and saw a beautiful hat. She tried it on and the young girl said “You look beautiful!” Her mother turned around and exclaimed “You look gorgeous! You have to buy that hat!”
Maria was surprised because no one had ever said that she was beautiful. On the spur of the moment, Maria decided to buy the hat.
She left the store and noticed that when she passed by the coffee house on the way back to the office, people smiled at her. The waiter, who knew her from her daily lunch break commented “Maria, you look wonderful today!”
Maria was very pleased and made her way back to the office. When she entered the building the doorman opened the door and said “Looking good today Maria!” She was so pleased and as she walked towards her office, everyone smiled at her and greeted her.
She was so pleased and was happy that she had purchased the hat.
At the end of the day, Maria made her way home and noticed that everyone was smiling. She was very excited to tell her mother about what happened when she put on the hat. Maria opened the door and told her mother about the wonders of the special hat and the amazing change that it made in her day.
Her mother was perplexed. “What hat are you talking about?” she asked. Maria put her hand on her head and was horrified – the hat must have fallen off! Retracing her steps in her mind, Maria couldn’t understand what had happened to the hat.
Just then the phone rang. Maria picked up the phone. On the other end of the line was the saleswoman whom she had purchased the hat from “I am so glad that you left your phone number” the saleswoman said “You left your hat at the store and I wanted to make sure that you would come to pick it up”.
Maria had always been beautiful.
When she believed that she was, she shined from within.
Remember, one new thought can change your life.
“I am beautiful!”
Say and repeat
Have a wonderful day,
Actually every day can be a good day if you choose it to be. This statement may seem unrealistic, but it is very true. You have all heard of the “half full or half empty cup” theory. Many think that you need to have certain traits to be optimistic, but you don’t.
It is all a matter of choice.
I would like to offer a few tips during the next few posts.
The first is surround yourself with those on the same mission as you. These people will be your motivators and your best cheerleaders.
Have a wonderful day,
How well do you listen to the person who is talking to you?
Do you really hear them or does your mind wander during the conversation?
This is very common, especially when listening to people that we are close to. You may think that this is untrue, but in reality we listen and relate what is being said in comparison to our own experience and in doing so, we aren’t completely present. We become busy with our own experiences.
It is a wonderful feeling to have someone listen to you completely, not only hear your words, but hear the message that you are relaying, and understand you, through your perspective.
Giving this gift to others gives us this same wonderful feeling.
Listen. Really listen.
When you sit down with your significant other, your friend, your family member, take five minutes to really listen. You will be surprised at what you have missed until now, what messages are being relayed, what feelings really exist beneath the surface.
Give someone the gift of listening today!
Today I would like to tell you a story about a little boy called Teddy and a teacher called Jean Tomson, who made an important impact on him.
Jean Thompson stood in front of her 5fth grade class on the very first day of school in the fall and told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her pupils and said that she loved them all the same. And that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat was a little boy named Teddy Stallard.
Miss Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn’t play well with other children, that his clothes were messy, and that he constantly needed a bath. And, Teddy was unpleasant.
It got to the point where Miss Thompson would actually take delight in marking
his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X’s and then marking the “F” at the top of the paper, biggest of all.
Because Teddy was a sullen little boy, no one else seemed to enjoy him, either. At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child’s records and put Teddy’s off until last. When she opened his file, she was in for a surprise.
His first grade teacher wrote:
“Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners. He is such a joy to be around.”
His second grade teacher wrote:
“Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness, and life at home must be a struggle.”
His third grade teacher wrote:
“Teddy continues to work hard, but his mother’s death has been hard on him.
He tries to do his best, but his father doesn’t show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren’t taken.”
Teddy’s fourth grade teacher wrote:
“Teddy is withdrawn and doesn’t show much interest in school. He doesn’t have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class. He is tardy and could become a problem.”
By now Mrs. Thompson realized the problem but Christmas was coming fast. It was all she could do, with the school play and all, until the day before the holidays began and she was suddenly forced to focus on Teddy Stoddard.
Her children brought her presents, all in beautiful ribbon and bright paper, except for Teddy’s, which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper of a scissored grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of cologne. She stifled the children’s laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume behind the other wrist. Teddy Stallard stayed after school that day just long enough to say,
“Mrs Thompson, today you smell just like my Mom used to.”
After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and speaking. Instead, she began to teach children.
Jean Thompson paid particular attention to one they all called “Teddy.” As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. On days there would be an important test, Mrs. Thompson would remember that cologne. By the end of the year he had become one of the smartest children in the class and… well, he had also become the pet of the teacher who had once vowed to love all of her children exactly the same.
A year later she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that of all the teachers he’d had in elementary school, she was his favourite.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still his favourite teacher of all time.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he’d stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson she was still his favourite teacher.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor’s degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still his favourite teacher but that now his name was a little longer. The letter was signed:
Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.
The story doesn’t end there. You see, there was yet another letter that Spring. Teddy said he’d met this girl and was to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering… well, if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the pew usually reserved for the mother of the groom. And guess what, she wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And I bet on that special day, Jean Thompson smelled just like… well, just like the way Teddy remembered his mother smelling on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrss Thompson’s ear:
“Thank you, Mrs Thompson, for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.”
Mrs Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, “Teddy you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference.
I didn’t know how to teach until I met you!”
And the story ends here. You never can tell what type of impact you may make on another’s life by your actions or lack of action. Consider this fact in your venture through life.
[and just try to make a difference in someone else’s life today]