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Train Yourself to Expect the Best

Can you expect the best, even in the worst? Can you expect the best all the time? Is it possible to retrain yourself from a “glass half empty” mindset to a “glass half full” mindset? Yes, it is. I lived through incredible tragedy, my husband’s addiction and a seizure disorder, but I found a way to expect the best…even in the worst. I’ve used these methods to find hope and help in tough times, and to create the life of my dreams in good times. What has expecting the best given

How to Create “A Life Beyond Your Wildest Dreams”

Have you ever faced a challenge or a series of hard knocks that left you feeling like, “When will it ever end?” Are you facing an illness right now, the death of a loved one, a loved one’s addiction, or a mental health issue? No matter what you’re going through, this video will inspire you to keep going until you reach “a life beyond your wildest dreams.” We can always #RiseAgain. I’m living proof. We can turn any rock bottom moment into a launching pad, not a docking statio

To the Boy Who Crashed His Car Today

It’s OK. It’s just a car. You’re alive. You’re alive. You’re alive. Don’t you see how nothing else matters but that, really?! Your parents might be angry. Your premiums might go up. You may need a new car. But, you didn’t hurt anyone. You didn’t hurt yourself. Things can be replaced. People cannot. I wanted to give him my perspectacles, so he could see through my eyes how little things matter and how much life does. After losing so many people, I’ve lost my attachment to stuf

One Tool That Can Change Your Life

It’s not, “If you can see it, then you’ll believe it.” It’s, “If you can believe it, then you’ll see it.” ~Wayne Dyer THE MOST POWERFUL MEDITATION TOOL I USE Every morning I meditate and visualize a big ole’ daydream of the most incredible things I want to create in my life. I design my destiny by focusing on it, believing and feeling it as if it’s already real. Then…it IS real. This is the meditation I do every morning. It’s a twenty-minute meditation by Wayne Dyer called th

“It’s All About How You See Yourself”

When you were younger, how did you picture yourself now? What was the vision you had of the person you’d be now? If you stop & think about it, are you kind of already that person? Maybe you wanted to be a writer, and now, you write at a small desk in the corner of your bedroom every morning and it’s not perfect, it’s not some glamorous study with floor to ceiling bookshelves & a ladder to climb them, but you WRITE EVERY MORNING…and that means, YOU’RE A WRITER. And if you keep

I’m Not that Type of Girl…Am I?

I told them, “No.” I’m not the type of girl who needs a heart monitor for 30 days. Am I? I am healthy, fit and strong. I tell myself that every day. I want my ears to hear those words, constantly. I am living from my end game, expecting the best to happen. And, I still have seizures. I feel like I’m going to have one right now. Sometimes, I feel them coming for days, and they never arrive. Sometimes, I don’t feel them coming at all. But, they always start with my heart, build

Out of Survival Mode into…ON FIRE!

I have lived in survival mode for most of the last decade, since the recession came and swept away my pride and savings, and the death toll began to rise in my life. But, a few months ago, I decided to change everything about the way I think and live in the world. My oldest and I at the Rec Center before swimming. We’re training for the Sedona Marathon 10K in a few weeks! First time! (Who am I?!!!) Following the powerful success principles of Brendon Burchard and his book Hig

An Extraordinary Life Makeover, That Started With a “Chainsmokers” Show

Back in September, I had a major relapse of seizures. I’d gone 110 days without any seizures over the summer (summer is always kinder to me), and then one day, I started having up to 10 or 20 a day again. I think my body had a tough time adjusting to coming off antidepressants. Between the horrific withdrawals and seizures, I was honestly feeling extremely depressed. I spent most of two months in bed. I was starting to notice that I didn’t want to get out of bed in the mornin

I Hereby Grant Myself Permission to Be Shitty

Six weeks ago, I started seeing an amazing new doctor who finally diagnosed this mystery illness that has made me so sick the last two years. He has begun weekly IV treatment along with a host of other alternative therapies that are finally starting to give me my life back after two years of countless ER visits, trips to the doctor and testing. The treatments are really helping. But, when I have to go more than a week between them, I start to feel really sick again, and some

The Brave & Brokenhearted Club: Are You In?

I want to start a new club. Who wants to join? Everyone? Great!!!!! It’s called The Brave and Brokenhearted Club. Think you belong in it? Here are the qualifications for admission: A) You are human. B) You’ve had your heart broken. C) You are still living and breathing and walking around on a planet with your broken heart, knowing it could be smashed into pieces again anytime. You are still daring to be in relationship with other human beings who may get sick, or struggle, or

On the Edge of a New Era (in Which We FEEL)

Girls cry, we get labeled drama queens, over-dramatic, over sensitive. Boys cry, they’re not tough enough. They’re weak. They’re “pussies.” I’ve gotten to be pretty good at hiding my true feelings. I’ve learned the world usually just wants a triumph story with a happy ending. That if you’re grieving or suffering, depressed or just simply FEELING the whole gamut of life…many people will make you feel like a “downer.” I almost always feel the need to put a positive spin on my p

How 10 Minutes of Heaven a Day Saved Our Marriage & Our Lives

My project has been more of a Bring Me Back to Life Project, as I’m working to retrain myself to experience joy again after so much hardship and tragedy, but I find the same basic principles of Rubin’s Happiness Project at the foundation of my daily work. I’ve been put into a situation with PPD/PPA where I’ve been forced to make my own self-care and happiness a priority. When my husband, Kory, went to rehab, he was forced to do the same thing: put his self-care first, and tha

Dear Mama, You Are Not Alone (READ THIS)

The REAL face of Motherhood somedays, right? I called my husband day after day in tears, sobbing, “I can’t do this.” Soon enough, going it alone brought me to a new level of drowning. A slow and sinking numbness began to set in, called postpartum depression. It was a dark and ugly beast that took up camp in my body. No matter how hard I tried to fight it, my sleep deprivation and overwhelm only fed the beast. And you know what fed the beast best? It’s favorite meal was my, “I

The Reviews Are In! Mindful Mamas “Life-Changing!”

I’m sure you can imagine how hard it was to choose to open up and unfold after 4 years of relentless tragedy. But, this famous quote by Anais Nin became my hope & my goal, for myself and others: “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” So, three months ago, I decided to start BELIEVING BIG, taking risks on my dreams, & waking up to do something that TERRIFIED me once a week! Haha! My first big SCARY dream was

Announcing: Mindful Mamas Class Starts Tuesday

This 6-week collaborative class is a gift to yourself. Are you craving more connection, meaning, or joy in your life? Do you long to create more balance between your roles as a Mother, wife, friend… and a creative, joyful being? Are you always putting others first, and find yourself rarely taking time to do the things that make your soul sing? This is a class for Mamas of all ages and ranges – whether you’re a new Mama, a seasoned Mama, a Stay-At-Home Mama, single Mama, or

Today Made My Top 5 ~ Rockstar Mamas, Cancer & Bliss

I can hardly begin to compose myself to write this blog tonight. Today was – simply – one of the TOP 5 BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE. Yup, weddings, babies, then today. That’s how my list would go. #499 on the invisible, unwritten Bucket List of my heart – completed. Eleven beautiful, stunning, ROCKSTAR Mamas walked into my life today, and changed me forever. They were in Sedona to be part of Camp Soaring Eagle’s Winter Oncology Retreat, designed specifically for families of children

My Baby Died…And Taught Me to Believe

That little voice within me is always right but, it’s taken me a long time to learn that. I tend to drown her out with the noise of my mind. She knew, when I first found out I was pregnant, on my daughter’s birthday, May of 2009, that it was the beginning of an end. She tried to tell me something was wrong. Every time I uttered those two simple words, “I’m pregnant,” she’d given me that kick in the shin within – it said, “Not yet, wait.” But I didn’t listen. My Aunt Debbie, 5

Grim Reaper Girl – Pt 3 “Death Has Made Me More Alive”

I woke up yesterday morning scared to death of what I had done. I hardly slept the whole night before. It was so scary to tell you how I really feel, what I’ve really been through. I was afraid you’d think of me as a failure, because at times I haven’t been able to figure out how to pick myself up again. I was afraid you’d think, “What she’s going through doesn’t begin to compare to what I’ve been through.” Or, maybe you’d think I’m just a whiny little self-absorbed brat. But

Grim Reaper Girl – Part I

I’m afraid to share what I have to say. I’m afraid of what you’ll think of me. I’m afraid you don’t want to hear it. Just incase you don’t know my story already…in the last three years TWELVE people in my life have died. I have sat at the deathbeds of five. I watched Cancer (and yes, in my book it gets freaking capitalized because it’s a monster) eat four of them alive, slowly and painfully. 90% of them were under the age of 50. One was five. If I averaged it out, I’ve been t