Thursday, January 28, 2010

Driving is my Therapist

I love driving. I always have (unless, of course, it's on slippery roads).

Every morning I expect to have a great drive into work. It's like I have the opportunity to let my mind go to early morning recess. So this morning's round of playground therapy resulted in a realization... everyone is bound to be amazing and strike it rich among their colleagues and family.

The best part is that we don't know when our greatness will surface. For some of us we may think that our moment has come and gone and that's it. Well, that may be but I don't think so... I think big shinning moments happen often you just need to recognize them to build your ultimate level of joy and happiness. Always look for them in everyone you meet.

When I made my middle school cheerleading squad I was sure that I had achieved the ultimate level of coolness and athlete rolled up into one. When the other girls on the team talked about auditioning for the high school squad I was positive I couldn't make it so I decided to take up golf as my new sport of choice.

My decision to take up golf would be strategic because it is a business sport and if I started young I could be very impressive as an adult. I would close high dollar sales deals to people interested in giving me free make-up and pink accessories. Eventually, I would own my very own pink, purple and black golf cart outfitted with a soda fountain and snack machine. There would be a tape player with a kick-ass stereo system and I would have a compartment that held hundreds of tapes by all of my favorite artists.

My golf dream slowly faded as I was transplanted into a brand new high school where I was lonely and among people that seemed to know their friends since preschool play group.

I had missed the cheerleading audition for my freshman year so I took up theatre... stage crew.
For once, I loved to be behind the scenes and found my place in the world where I could fly under the radar and go somewhat unnoticed. That all ended when a counselor asked me to speak on school pride at an all-class/all-school assembly. My problem was that I was a new student and hadn't yet acclimated to the school... I think I had three friends to account for. They were all skaters (except for two other girls that were "gansta-fied" and only pretended to be my friend when it worked for them) and they didn't possess much school pride. So now I was in a situation where I was being asked to possibly compromise my pride and risk losing the three friends I had just made.

I accepted the invitation to speak and considered it an honor. My plan was to get up and reach out to kids like my skater friends (because the other speakers; a sophomore homecoming royalty, a junior basketball star and a senior football star certainly wouldn't address people like my new friends). I discussed the importance of standing up for things you'd like changed. For instance, if students didn't like the fact that a fence was going up where they liked to smoke (in an effort to keep them from smoking), they should take action OR just suck it up and find a new place to go... don't waste time complaining.

I really don't remember much of that event because it was at a time in my life that I didn't have a place of being. What I mean by that is that I wasn't bouncing topic ideas off of my friends or having headaches over deciding what to wear... I just showed up gave my speech and sat down (repeated that twice). I meant every word I said and I was proud of myself for allowing myself to silently shine in a potentially horrifying and awkward situation. That is still one of my proudest moments and sadly no one remembers and I don't have anyone to share that moment with. I guess, that is part of the beauty of the moment and at least my memory of it is parallel with where I was mentally at the time. I achieved greatness when no one knew me or expected it.

The next year I made my high school cheerleading team and accomplished something I thought years before was impossible. I went on to be a Varsity Captain and take third with my team at Nationals. My next challenge would be the collegiate team...

I decided that I would be better suited for dance since that has always been my heart call. I auditioned for the dance team and took my position as a freshman rag doll among the upper classman barbies. This was a huge accomplishment for me and I'm grateful I had the opportunity to dance at football games and experience school spirit at its finest. However, I had found my next arena for greatness, Disney World!

I auditioned for a character roll among hundreds of applicants and made it to the final three. I was selected as a parade performer and packed my bags for Florida. I spent months dancing with the most beautiful group of women and gay males. We took Main Street Disney by storm and as far as I was concerned... I had hit the big time. This was my next moment of greatness!

After I returned from Florida, I wanted to try out for the dance team at a larger university. I found myself in a situation where I was arrogant believing my dance skills to be superior to those at my university. I had after all, found my place in the world among Mickey and friends. I was devastated to find out that I not been selected for the university dance team. I was down on myself and chalked it up as a big helping of humble pie. This was a moment of greatness because it allowed me to reconsider my options and get serious about my technique.

A few months later, I decided that I would audition for the NBA team. I made the team and thought that I was in the highest state of achievement. For five years, I danced and served the community and my colleagues. I had attained my first salary position and was building my castle. That was a great moment.

I finished dancing and faced the challenges of coaching (and assistant coaching for the NBA team). I had hundreds of women asking for a position on the team I lead fearlessly onto the field or court for a collective 20 minuets of shine time. I directed two international swimsuit calendars. I ventured to Europe to perform and pay gratitude to the soldiers that risk life so that we can dance freely. I made some amazing friends and mentors. There... I had achieved greatness.

A higher level of greatness was soon to come...

I married my BFF in the most perfect environment.

I marinaded in family.

I took a new job where I'm growing and thriving and finding joy in my everyday!

I have achieved greatness... but none as great as whatever is in store for me in the future...

And I'm only one person. Everyone we meet regardless of their appearance or demeanor is entitled and will achieve greatness.

...My car therapy today has proven to me that everyone achieves greatness in small or big ways each day. It's exciting to see it happen, it brings joy when it can be recognized and if I look for shinning moments in my friends, family and acquaintances... and show gratitude for their light... I will be more joyful and happy.

Sheesh... this was a lengthy one!

In Joy (shocking, I know),

KeB

By the way, David Blain is RAD!




Thursday, January 7, 2010

Happy Birthday to me!

I'm about an 60 minuets out from the last year of my twenties!

I'm actually excited about my thirties because there big dreams ahead... children, a new house, vacations, income, new ideas and things to be passionate about!

Until then, I'm going to make the single last year of my twenties fabulous! My goals are listed below to wrap up this amazing decade and usher myself into the next.

1. Conserve Water: I will strive to stay away from plastic water bottle and only use Stainless Steel water bottles. (However, I have two plastic water bottles that I've been reusing... I'm thinking I'll continue to use those two until it's time to recycle them.... and then I'm done.)

2. Become more Grounded: My goal here is to be comfortable in my skin and mind no matter what situation I'm in or what location I'm in (earlier this evening a group of my gorgeous dance dolls mentioned to me that I was already grounded... although I appreciate their kind words, there's always room for improvement). My guess is that I need to embrace my trusty backpack, pre-packed snacks, inspiring materials, etc. My biggest challenge will be learning not to 'project' or worry about things that do not directly impact my life. In addition, I will have to be conscious of when I'm judging others and stop myself.

3. Maximize Life: I will use the modo, "If I can, then I must" (on legal things, of course). This will ensure that I'm gaining all of the experiences that life has decided to put in front of me. I'll just have fun!

I'm grateful for the beautiful people in my life! 29 is surely to be an amazing year!!!

Happy (Joy filled) Birthday to me!


Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Why, Oh Why... do I slack on something I love so much?

I'm not sure the purpose on slacking on something that brings me so much joy. I've neglected my delightful blog friend for no good reason. I think she's most angry with me because she knows about all of the great adventures I could have been sharing.

To make it up to myself (and lady blog), I'm posting some fun pictures of what happens when I drink saki!

God bless the saki gods for the serious mind's antidote!

(These pictures are compliments of Sarah Schachterle during one of our stops in MN with Fluid Dance Conventions.)








Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Food for Thought


Today (actually just a under an hour ago), I was sitting in a lunch meeting contemplating the power of the typical tree... in it's mystical form- a trunk, limbs and branches.


I've created my own little art piece from the remains of my fruit... I call it "wisdom trunk".

The idea is that the trunk takes all of the experiences and information provided by the outstretched limbs and branches and marinades it all. Ultimately, the trunk is the wisest part of the tree (similar to our brains) and can then help direct the limbs and branches as it grows.

...not much to it and yet such delightful art! :-)

Friday, July 24, 2009

Life is Good and Full of New Adventures



Well, it official... I'm really on my way to becoming a bad ass!

This is how I know...
1. I have mountain bike gear like a real professional... shoes, shorts, helmet, gloves, etc.
2. Even though I don't actually have professional skills... Kricket told me I look like a professional... seriously, not a lie!
3. The Deva girls (who just won several national titles last weekend) told me I was
4. They wrote it on my jersey (... and yes, I have a jersey)!
5. I'm learning to paddle board today (on a ice cold lake)
6. I had my first digger yesterday (I ate it while biking with the Deva girls and a World Champ, Ned)... and I was proud!

(This is the 1st big scratch/scab I've had in an extremely long time!)

7. My schedule this week has resulted in aching muscles and an addiction to moving! :-)

Tues AM: 27+ Mile Bike Ride
Tues PM: Sports Conditioning at Core Value
Weds AM: Ride along-side Nordic team during Rollerski training
Weds PM: Dance technique in early afternoon/ Went to short-track to watch the real peeps
Thurs AM: 1.5 hour jog/hike up the Animas (that seriously almost made my lungs explode)
Thurs PM: Hottie Pilates/ 10 mile ride and crash
Fri AM: Quick bike ride
Fri PM: Scheduled to learn how to paddle board at Trout Lake

Life is good and full of new adventures!!!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

In my quest to be a little more bad ass...

In my quest to become a little more bad ass, I've talked up a big game!

For the last couple of years I've started to have a realization that I need to make the most of my young vibrant self. That's not to say that I won't entertain a world of new adventures as I age. However, I'm noticing a horrifying trend in the present... the older I get, the more of a sissy/wus/$!%?@ I become! This is not okay!

So, as a result, I'm on a quest to become a little more bad ass... and I'm pretty excited!
I have a handful of activities (yes, I realize their not truly bad ass because I'm not jumping out of airplanes or bungee jumping from the Royal Gorge... but it's all about progress- not perfection!). I'm planning to take up paddle boarding (b/c I can do that with my friend Kricket in Durango), nordic skiing, mountain biking, surfing (Kricket and I are planning a trip to CA in October maybe), etc. I may even buy a wet suit... with booties! The key is that I'm not really afraid of any of those activities. Preferred result of my theory... These things will ease me in to other terrifying things... fingers crossed!

Oh' and... I'm becoming a student of dance again... I don't know what's scarier than that!!!

In an effort to kick off the new ME... I did what any respectable girl would do... I purchased a drawer full of new bras (VS had a sale... and it was a little piece of heaven. Truly, there were models wearing angel wings)!

After I took care of the necessary, I made a plan to run 2 miles with my friend Lindsey. Lindsey is in a pretty intense and amazing dance training regiment that requires her lungs to run 2 miles without wanting to slam her face in the sidewalk... so I decided to join her... neither of us run... ever! (Once again, I realize that this is not a huge feat for many of my friends... but don't judge (again, progress- not perfection... thank you Ali)!

I'm happy to report that both Lindsey and her running mate (me) completed the entire distance without stopping, passing out or complaining (because we didn't talk)! That wasn't the plan but neither one of us wanted to admit to the other that we hated it... so we smiled at each other periodically and jammed out on our iphones!

After our victorious excursion along the Platt, we treated our selves to an iced chai tea (venti, of course) and fresh fruit/goodies (all before 7:30am)... oh yeah, bad ass!





I took work by storm all day yesterday... endorphins are the best "upper", seriously!

Later that night, I went to watch DC rock their softball game... yes, just watch! Yet another area that I need work on... but then again, I don't know if I care enough to have balls thrown at fast speeds towards my head... I'll save that challenge for another blog... (by the way, if you're an old school Clueless fan, I'm already married... my social life is a mute point).

Here are a few pics and videos of the fun...

Stevo.... Bryan... Others...

Above video: Bryan gettin' his hit on! (Sorry Stevo, I couldn't get your grand slam to upload... Bryan gets to be the star of my hardly touched blog!) :-)



Joyful,

KE...to the B

Monday, June 29, 2009

Jackalope Hunting Season







Hi friends!

I love road trips... seriously, I love them! They're even better when I'm all by myself because I can sing my little off-key heart out! I just drove up to Casper, WY this weekend to work with a vibrant group of dancers. During my (almost) 4 hour drive yesterday, I took note of some pretty spectacular sites and tried to document via photograph while driving/singing/eating/drinking (water only). I'm a multifaceted driver, what more should I say?

Here are pictures from my amazing drive through Wyoming!

At first glance, those pictures look pretty boring, however, in the top picture, there is a buffalo silhouette. I've heard that those incredible animal figures mark the land of a small named multi-zillionaire that resides in Omaha... regardless, I appreciate the eye candy!

The second picture, is, in my opinion... art or a new version of Where's Waldo! In the right-hand corner there is a jackalope. If you're into hunting for jackalobe (which I don't believe in because I'm a vegetarian), you can get your one day permit in Douglas, WY. It's only good for June 31st... that's in two days for the interested... hurry!

I return to WY in August, until then...

KE... now B