Open Up

Opportunities come and go, feeling good where we are keeps changing, life keeps moving.  I try my best just to keep breathing and staying open.  We are so blessed living in the USA, where our struggling is still living quite nicely, we cannot even think to compare it to the poor around the world.

Now that my kids are in school I am so excited for this year, our Jewish New Year begins Wednesday night, and just like New Years Eve on December 31, everyone is hopeful, sees things with fresh eyes, and is excited for what may come about. 

I don't know if its a blessing or a curse, but I live in this hopeful state 24/7, even when things are tough, and I keep breathing and telling myself, things will appear, just keep looking, just stay open, just stay calm.

Not easy, I know, especially with mouths to feed and bills to pay, but somehow things really do work out.  What gives me my hope and faith is that I have 100% trust that things will work out, that Thank God I am taken care of, my best interests, dreams, and hopes will be manifested as long as I keep searching what feeds my soul.

The other day I was saying that we all get our homework from God, these are my mom's wise words.  I was feeling extra powerful in the moment and taunting the world to bring that homework on, and then I had the craziest day dealing with tantrums in the heat, and being late to pick up my son, Thank God friends came through to help.  I ran into a good friend that was also telling me that between jobs he was feeling bored and really wanted something to keep him busy, and now he is so busy he is exhausted and wishes he could take a break.

Be careful what you wish for,
It will appear,
We bring everything that is in our life into our life,
Take Responsibility and you will be Free,
You will be aware that things don't just happen,
or sometimes things do just happen,
like ceilings falling, computer hacks, and hives of wasps,
Sometimes it's good not to take it all to seriously,
Stay Cool,
Hydrate,
Off to a Splash Pad today with the kids,
Woo Hoo!
Live Life,
Coach Yulia 

We immigrated from Moscow, Russia in 1980 to Denver, Co, I was seven when we came, I must be a few years older in this picture, this was our only dog, Froshy, her owner thought of froth on a beer, she looked bushy when she was a baby