Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Use Your Words

The word is your oyster, and so is the world, when you use your words.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Halo

You’ll never believe what happened to me at a big-box name brand store.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

1-800-KARMA

Living the dream within fifteen minutes or less.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

The Belle

You too can dwell in the consciousness of “ALL IS WELL.”

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Calling Card

It’s all about inspiration and a little bit of levity.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Go Higher

What to say to an ego that won’t let go.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

A Wise Word

Wise words from an 89-year-old hot shot to a newlywed husband.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Not So Subtle

From subtle to sublime, it’s your choice every time.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Deeply, Truly

How to take that first dive into the world of possibilities.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

To Forgive

Forgiveness: Now that’s a hard pill to swallow.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

The Bear Facts

From follies to facts, and why we need to pay attention.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Free-range

Quieting the mind with some good old common sense.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Fuss Butt

How not to freak out when company visits. But don’t listen to me. I freak out.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Sensei

My face takes on the appearance of a mood ring.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Grow On

Unexpected advice from a spiritual counselor.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

True Grit

This is where my petticoat and I brave it alone.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

True Love

The “tsunami” hit around 3 p.m.

Finding Your Yes

Breathe

Memories of a Forgotten Lifetime

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Work-arounds

The fireworks began a little earlier than planned.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Mistakes

My Higher Self decided it was time to step in on my behalf.

Your Goat Gets Got A Lot

Delayed

There is a good reason why.

Breathe

Memories of a Forgotten Lifetime

That’s the Problem.  What’s the Solution?

Can-do attitude.

Frustration has set in.  It comes with the territory, to which I respond by eating a variety of foods.  Gobbling them up like a Thanksgiving feast. This is something I do whenever I’m writing and come across a difficult sentence structure or the need for proper punctuation. It’s either eat, pace back and forth, or Swiff the floor.

And wouldn’t you know it . . . I just smeared mustard on my grammar book. Page 286 to be precise. Such are the hazards of eating whilst reading. But I’m pleased to say I found the answer to my question. 

We all handle challenges in different ways. In years past, I would avoid a challenge. Climbing Mount Everest was out of the question for me. It wasn’t even on my bucket list. My avoidance was, in large part, due to the steep learning curve or the possibility that I may fail. I’ve since changed.

Now, I can’t say that I go looking for a challenge. You won’t find me on a survivor television series program. Although, as a young girl, I did read my fair share of “Drama In Real Life” in my grandmother’s Reader’s Digest. But at least, I can now face what I would have once imagined as being an insurmountable wall. And I have my husband to thank for this.

Without a doubt, he is an indestructible tank when it comes to facing all manner of challenges, except maybe his Kryptonite: health insurance. His courage alone leaves me in awe. Then, there is his persistence to see the challenge through to completion. Plus, he is not the type of person to complain his way out of a particular challenge. His mantra is: That’s the problem. What’s the solution?  This alone can grease the problem into a state of manageability. He is a solution-oriented, problem-solving man of action.

I have him to thank for giving me my can-do, roll-up-your sleeves attitude. The before me and the after me are as different as night and day. I love having the ability to now face a challenge with curiosity, persistence, and promise. And when frustration gets the best of me, I dine and dig into the problem at hand.