I remember when my son was deployed to Afghanistan. It was the spring of 2008.
I had no idea of what it would be like to be the mother of a deployed Marine.
What it was: 8 months of wearing an invisible cloak of fear.
As Andrew was packing up to leave, I tried on his gear and could hardly stand up.
I recently found the passage in my journal from that time that reads "this is the ultimate experience in letting go of control."
I felt powerless about the announcement both my sons made one day 2 years before.
They said, "Mom, we're going to join the Marine Corps." I burst into tears.
I felt powerless to change their minds. Helpless. No control. Scared.
And when the news finally came that Andrew would deploy to Afghanistan my worst fears came true.
Have you had events this year that were out of your control?
If you've had the...
Here in the US, we’re less than a week away from Thanksgiving. It’s the time when we're supposed to be thankful for all "our blessings."
For people who have been to hell and back this year, for those who’ve lost a loved one, for those who have had their hearts ripped out and stomped on, it can be an insensitive thing to hear the words...what are you grateful for?
If you're someone who's had a gut-wrenching year, I can imagine that you’re thinking...I don’t have anything to be grateful for.
There's been too much heartbreak this year...the unexpected loss of a loved one, the breakup of a marriage, the dramatic ending of a relationship that you didn’t agree to, the exasperation of working a job where the risk is high for covid and with minimal appreciation, the devastating loss of your house to a fire, and on and on.
Telling someone who loves you and who is trying to help you but isn't really helping what you actually need...well, it's downright hard.
Having the confidence to say what you need to your friends or family is perhaps one of the most challenging things that we do.
Because we don’t want to drive them away. We know they have our best interests at heart but...
When you feel funky or overwhelmed and you think you're going to burst into tears, this is when we all need someone who cares to step in...but in the right way.
It’s the times when you can’t help yourself. The negative thoughts take over and bring you down, down to the deep dark hole.
You say negative things like:
What's wrong with me?
I hate my life
Why is this happening to me?
I should have...
I can't...
Everybody else does this, why can't I?
STOP.
Now we're in the hole and we don't know how to get out...
It doesn't matter whether we're letting go of physical clutter or emotional clutter in our lives.
It's straight-up hard.
In exploring around all the edges of what it means to let go of clutter or anything in our lives that we need to let go of...I'm finding one thing to be true.
It's about fear.
Letting go involves letting go of your fear.
I remember a time way back in 2008 when I began a year-long leadership program.
In our group, we all were all challenged to get clear on our personal strengths so that we could be impactful leaders.
We began this process by engaging in a high ropes course.
The high ropes, if you've never participated in one of these intense experiences, helps you discover your personal courage as well as your strengths.
On the first day of the course, we had to climb up a 25-foot redwood tree. (I'm actually not sure how high it was but let's just say...
I learned the secret to not quitting from a very wise Marine Corps officer several years ago when I worked on a US Marine Corps base in Okinawa, Japan.
I was working out with Marines as I did every day on the base and I was on the 4th round of doing pushups on 2 gymnastic rings in the middle of a very high-intensity fitness workout. (That’s hanging onto 2 rings that are suspended & you’re supposed to do pushups while you’re hoisting yourself on them & maintaining balance at the same time)…you know, crazy stuff like that.
It was hard, to put it mildly. I’d already been rowing, then before that pushups, then squats. I was exhausted.
My head said, "what are you doing out here? You’re too old to be working out this hard, just quit. You don’t have to do this. This is insane. We’re all crazy. Quit."
I looked to my left and decided to ask Mike who was working out next to me why he...
Today I had this imaginary conversation with a friend or (maybe it was myself.) It went like this:
Hey Amelia,
Did you know that that blah mood you're in is normal?
And that you're not the only one?
Did you know that you've been feeling tired because your brain is tired?
Yes ma’am it is.
It's worn out from trying to cope with covid, with fires out of control, smoke, political upheaval, along with all the day-to-day stressors you have and it's been going on now for over a year.
You didn't notice anything at first because you were too busy adjusting, putting on your mask, avoiding crowds, staying inside.
You didn't realize that your brain was on overdrive trying to keep you and your family alive.
Yep. It was over a year without going anywhere except maybe to the grocery store. And you woke up most days thinking...it's another day of the same. The same. The boring old same freakin' thing.
You didn't know how long...
In 2014, my husband and I climbed Mt. Fuji, the highest volcano in Japan at 12,388 thousand feet. Little did I know that this experience would help me be able to deal with the current troubling times.
This was an epic trip for me. In the telling of this story about our adventure, it’s important to give you some background on what it’s like to climb Fuji-San (Mr. Fuji).
Mt Fuji is a dormant volcano that last erupted in 1708. It was a Buddhist monk in 700 A.D. who first climbed Mt. Fuji. A temple was built at the summit 400 years later. It became a pilgrimage site for Japanese.
In 1860, the first foreigner climbed Mt. Fuji. In 1868, Lady Parkes, an Englishwoman, defied a ban on women climbers and ascended the peak. The ban was lifted afterward. What a badass woman she was!
It was my husband’s idea. Thom had dreamed about this climb even before we moved to Okinawa in 2013. He’d always said, “I’m gonna climb Mt. Fuji."
I really...
Here’s a story about how easily things can change, unexpectedly, and without warning.
I believe life is easier if we know that we might have to change course when things happen out of our control.
I think it’s a matter of three things: staying calm, allowing yourself to feel disappointment, and feeling grateful.
Here’s what happened.
It was going to be a test run. We had just purchased a rooftop tent. This tent camper sits on a rack on top of the truck and with the push of a button and in less than a minute, the tent is fully upright and ready to sleep in. There’s a ladder that attaches to the truck to get you up there and voila! Instant camping.
We decided that Death Valley would be a great destination as the weather was going to be idyllic for the desert...highs of only 80 and cool nights.
We were on the road by 6 am as we knew it would be long 8-hour drive....
Trusting your inner wisdom isn't always easy, but if you don't you will miss out on experiences in life. This is my story about trusting myself and my inner wisdom, and three ways that you can start listening to and trusting yourself more.
Full disclosure: I’ve never really trusted myself.
I’m not proud of this.
And besides that, this not trusting myself has caused me problems my entire life.
But I’ve changed all that.
I’ve learned that rather than going back and forth and making myself crazy, I've learned to take a breath and listen to myself.
So, for instance.
When I really want to do something and that desire keeps nagging at me, I know that this is something I must do.
I’ve never gone wrong by listening to my desires.
But it’s hard to sort out why I hold back unless I give myself a chance to sort it out...what’s keeping me from just doing that thing that I want...
This is Part 2 of the story about two people in my family who were caught off guard away from their homes in March by the pandemic.
Their story is one that will inspire you. If you didn’t have a chance, you’ll want to read Part 1 of the piece I wrote about how they got stranded. You can read it here.
She waited and waited for months for a possible opening to fly to Vanuatu, her new home.
The borders to this tiny country with no covid have been closed since March.
In September, a repatriation flight from Auckland opened up.
It took a boatload of emails and phone calls to the Vanuatu government and the New Zealand government in order to coordinate the tricky business of getting Bev on that flight. Stephanie, Bev's daughter, worked hours and hours to get clearance for Bev to fly.
There were so many on and then off again moments...for weeks until they knew that Bev was approved for the flight.
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