I won! I won! Someone noticed me! It is one of our deepest desires to be noticed. Whoo Hoo! Mama Wolfe from mamawolfe noticed me and my lil ole blog and gave me this cool About Me award.
Really cool, except, wait…there’s a catch. I have to tell 7 things about me.
Perhaps if you been reading my blog, you have been wondering, Does Jodi have any problems? Her life looks perfect. Does she have any quirks? Perhaps a skeleton in her closet?
I am human, aren’t I? I fret much of the time as alone and confused as the next guy. And, I have a past that effected me and a future I sometimes fear.
So many people’s life look perfect from the outside. They appear confidence and happy to us. But, as a counselor, I get the inside scoop. The truth is that most people have just as tumultuous an inner critic as we do. It is an epidemic in our culture. I am no exception.
7 Things About Me
I am just like everyone else, here is why:
1. Monday night I cried when my son dropped and broke the ceramic Snoopy ornament I received from Santa when I was about 5 years old. He felt
terrible. My daughter Lily spent twenty minutes trying to puzzle it together even though we had no super glue in the house. It touched my heart that she was so sensitive. The Snoopy symbolized a exceptionally happy Christmas among some anxiety provoking ones.
More about me…
2. I collect nativities. The more unique the better. I have 12 sets. My favorite is a handmade clay one I found at a garage sale. The camel is so cool. I love garage sales, but never have time to go to any lately.
3. When I was 20 years old, I set off to ride a dirt bike 200 kilometers from Brisbane to Byron Bay (Australia) over mountains with a tupperwear of pasta on my back for nourishment. I made it half way to the Gold Coast ten hours later and collapsed for 12 hours before hitch hiking to Byron Bay sans the bike. What a doofus, on all accounts.
4. I take singing lessons. OK, if you are close to me you know this: I am usually flat and off key, but it feels soooo good to me. Besides making me happy, it helps clear the throat chakra and open the heart chakra.
5. I love a good cry— letting it erupt from deep inside me, bringing the dread, grief and longing to the surface where it can be healed and soothed. I love being with these feelings in the absolute moment allowing them without judgment. It provides me such a release and speeds recovery from whatever bothered me.
6. I was close to all four of my grandparents. I feel the three that have past away with me in Spirit always guiding me and influencing all I do. My surviving Grandma is as sharp as a tack. I love being around her.
7. Also, I wanted to be an architect when I was a sophomore in High School. But doing some fundraising and volunteering in 11th and 12th grade pointed me a new direction (helping others) and I never looked back. (Of course until I designed my house.)
Becoming a healer
Many times people ask me how I have come to healing in my life. How I got through my darkest moments. Here it goes: I read a lot of inspirational quotes, I meditated and prayed a lot. Of course, I cried and I laughed. I believed that I was worth feeling better. And I found people that I could trust for support. But sometimes I had to just distract myself.
Here are some fellow bloggers who distract me, help me laugh, cry, be heartened and feel not quite so alone. It is to them, I will now pass on the award.