How skydiving enlightened me

         It was a nice sunny day,  the wind was low and it was a perfect day to go skydiving.  I was so excited about the jump that I totally eliminated any sort of fear. I was with my friend, who also had enough courage to go skydiving. Although we probably both had fears that day, we knew we couldn’t admit it. I’m sure if one of us said that we didn’t want to do it anymore the other would have agreed. 

        Before the jump, they show you on a generic platform the maneuvers you need to do in order to have a safe, fun, jumping, experience.  Finally the wait was over and it was time for us to get our equipment to jump. They provided us with a jumpsuit. and from there you meet your instructor that you will tandem jump with. A tandem skydive is when a student skydiver is attached to the harness of a skydiver instructor. The instructor lead us to the airplane,when I saw the airplane. I looked at my friend and said the airplane was not in good shape for first timers. It looked like it needed a great amount of work done to it in comparison to the airplane that was parked right next to it. 

The inside of the airplane was no longer than 3 feet. There was only one chair in the airplane and that was for the pilot. The two instructors instructed us on where to sit. The instructors and my friend was sitting opposite of me with their legs bent due to limited space. I was seated with my knees bent right next to the pilot but facing the crew. We started on the runway and I began to get a little nervous because the pilot left the door open while he was speeding up the run way. I asked him if there is a reason why the door is open? He said "he was trying to get a breeze before he closes the door because it gets very hot in the airplane." The pilot closed the door right before I started panicking and the airplane lifted. The noise from the airplane was very loud and I couldn’t engage in a conversation with the crew. I started to have a conversation with the pilot. I asked him if he ever skydived before and he said "No, I would rather fly the plane".  

The pilot informed me that we were at 8,000ft and in 5 more minutes we will be at 10,000. I didn’t know how I felt about that information because I knew at 10,000ft it would be time for me to descend. He asked me how I was feeling. I looked out the window and I couldn't see houses anymore. All I could see was blue and clouds. At that point I must admit I told him I was scared. 

I started to imagine how my instructor was going to attach himself to me. Then while attached, how will I plant my feet on the platform outside of the airplane? The platform we were trained on was about 2ft wide and long. The platform on this helicopter was about 8in long and wide.  I couldn’t come up with a solution from my limited inexperienced thoughts and that made me very nervous. I was so nervous that I talked myself out of jumping. I was ready to ride back with the pilot and meet everyone on the ground. The pilot looked at me and told me "this is your stop." My instructor got on his knees because he couldn’t stand up in the craft and asked me if I was ready. I said no I’m scared. He said “To late for that there is no other way down besides jumping.” He also said it was normal for me to feel that way.  He instructed me to line myself in front of him so he could attach me to the harness.  He opened the door and all that wind and noise scared me. I said "oh hell no," but it was too late. I was already floating in heaven at least that's what it felt like. Whatever thoughts of fear I had remained in the plane. The free fall was the most amazing feeling I have felt in my life! It is hard for me to describe it in words. I had no thoughts or worries I was just in the moment. Although my free fall was no longer than 30 seconds it felt like eternity. I literally forgot I was free falling. I was actually shocked when my instructor pulled the parachute. When he pulled the parachute I became aware. My instructor asked me how I was doing. I said, "wonderful! I wish the free fall was a little longer. "

I continued to enjoy my drift in the air. I loved the scenery. I was amazed that I was not scared of looking down based on how high up I was. I actually enjoyed it. It is a totally different view from up there. I saw the ground getting closer, which meant it was time for me to land. My instructor instructed me to lift my legs and he lifted his legs also. We landed in a sitting position. My instructor detached me from the harness and I immediately looked up for my friend. After a minute I could see them heading down. They landed standing up. 

I couldn’t wait to ask my friend how his experience was. My friend told me that it was amazing especially the free fall. He couldn’t even describe it in words all he could say was it was amazing and that he would do it again. I told him I agreed.

I learned something new that day. I learned that I need to stop worrying about the past that doesn’t exist anymore. I need to stop worrying about a future that never comes, because although we plan for the future. We still live it out in the present. I chose to live in the present from that day on. When I was free falling there was no past or future all I had was the present. That is enlightenment.

What do you do to clear your mind?

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Have a enlightened week on purpose,

Tracie Osborne

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Why did I walk him to school

                 I was walking back home when to my surprise, I saw my youngest son standing across the street. My heart started to race and my breaths became labored. I was shocked then became angry that he was across the street.  Let me rewind to 30 minutes prior. It was a school day and I was getting ready to walk my oldest son to school. When the weather permits my twins ride their bikes or scooters to his school. This particular morning, one of my twins decided that he did not want to cooperate. He sat on the floor and refused to put on his sneakers and coat. I gave him some time to get ready. I explained to him that if he doesn't put his shoes and coat on that he will not be able to go. I could have just told my son to walk to school by himself. I had to take his twin into consideration. He was ready to walk to his brother school. If I would of stayed it would of been unfair to him.

                   I ran out of time and I had to leave.  I did not want my son to get detention for being late. Before I left, I gave him another chance to put on his sneakers.  He continued to sit still and not move so I left him in the house with his aunt.  The three of us started walking and my son came running out the house with no shoes on. I told him that he lost his chance to come with us and he had to wait inside until we got back. 

                    I waited until he went inside before I proceeded to walk. We usually take the same route when we are walking to his school, but today because I was not walking him all the way to school, I made a left at the corner instead of crossing the street and going straight. I walked my son a couple feet into the block I gave him a kiss and a hug and told him that I will see him later. I turned back around and started to head back home as I was approaching the corner I saw my son across the street.  I intially was scared because I thought of all the things that could have happened to him while crossing the street by himself. Then that same scare became anger all in a matter of seconds. I was forced to make a split second decision on how to decipline him for his actions.

                    My initial reaction on the way I disciplined him was based on my culture and how I was raised. I started yelling at him and grabbed him amongst other things and told him that he should never do that again. As we were walking back to the house I started to calm down. I didnt know what I was going to do until I saw him in the living room. I saw a little scared boy sitting in the living room. After some deep long breaths and a lot of "whoooosahhhhhs," I was able to talk to him calmly.  I explained to him that mommy got upset because she was scared of all the possible things that could of happened to you. I told him you could of got hit by a car or someone could have taken you away from mommy.  I explained, because mommy knew all of these things, it scared her and made her very upset because she assumed you knew better. Mommy is not mad at you anymore. Just do me a favor and never try and cross the street by yourself again.

                  I asked him what he was thinking and he said he was looking for me. When I heard his reply I immediately felt horrible for my initial reaction.  Here is this little boy who just wanted his mommy. He was determined to find me. His thoughts are pure and simple, not complicated like mine. I called him over to me and gave him a big hug. He went to the bathroom and leaned on the sink and started to cry. I went to the bathroom and I sat on the toilet so I could be his height. I told him, it's okay mommy is not angry and or scared anymore. I am happy because you didn't get hurt and nothing happened to you. I know that you're not going to cross the street any more with out mommy. I gave him a hug and told him that I loved him and he eventually, stopped crying.

         When we address situations dealing with children or any situation it is best that we approach it when we are in a parasympathetic state. What I mean by that is we have two main divisions of the autonomic nervous system. The parasympathetic nervous system and the  sympathetic nervous system. The parasympathetic nervous system slows down your heart rate and stimulates your body to rest-and-digest. You are calm and mellow in this state. The sympathetic nervous system accelerate your heart rate, constrict your blood vessels and causes your blood pressure to increase. It stimulates the body's fight-or-flight response. Your sympathetic nervous system is activated when you feel harm, threatened or angry. When you are in this state no ones opinion matters but yours. You are in attack mode. Your rational thinking is blocked. The major problem with reacting in this state will be the consequences for your actions. Can you be forgiven? or Can you forgive yourself? When you feel yourself in this state the best thing you can do is walk away or refrain yourself from speaking until you calm down to your parasympathetic state.



What would you have done if it was your child?



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Tracie Osborne



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How I dealt with my sons curiosity about relationships

          One afternoon while my son was playing with his friend a striking conversation came up which peaked my interest. My sons friend said his parents don't get along. My son asked if they where still together. His friend said no. They argue all the time and they are not even talking to each other now. My son gave a look of confusion based off of what he had just heard.  My son told his friend that his parents where still married. I was very shocked when I heard him say that. My ex husband and I have been divorced and living separately for going on three years now. He goes to his fathers house every other weekend. 

          I asked my son what makes him say that? He said"because you and daddy do inappropriate stuff." I was sitting on the steps and at this point I was on the edge of the steps trying to understand what inappropriate means to my 7 year old child.  I asked, what is inappropriate stuff?  He started  to blush and said you know. I told him no I don't know please explain. He said" remember in the summer when you and daddy were in the car."  I replied are you talking about when your dad gave me a kiss and hugged me in the car. He began to blush and ran off and continued playing with his friend. 

My sons father and I remain friends although we are separated. I called his father and told him about the conversation I just had with our son. I suggested that we both need to sit down and tell him about the divorce. He said it was not a good idea and that he should figure it out on his own. I said okay and ended the call. 

          My son is 7 years old and he is usually very quiet. Lately he has been asking a lot of questions related to relationships. One of his questions was how is his grandmother(fathers mother) married to someone other than his grandpa. His next question was why does his friend and his friend sister have different last names. I answered his questions in a way that he could grasp and understand.

     
           After  the conversation with him it became very clear that it was time to tell him about the divorce.  I started to plan out how I was going to tell him.When the opportunity presented itself I was going to discuss it. A couple weeks later I had a opportunity to tell him. I began talking to him about relationships and how they begin.  I also told him that not all relationships last. After a couple minutes of talking he asked me if his dad and I were divorced.  I told him yes and asked when did he figure it out. He said he figured it out this week in class. I asked what were you doing in class that made you figure it out. He said when I learned about Maya Angelou. Then I asked what did you learn about Maya Angelou? He said that when her parents got a divorce she went mute for 5 years. I asked him if he had any questions to ask me. He asked me why did his dad and I get a divorce. I explained to him that when we first met we were inseparable. As time passed we grew apart. I asked how he was feeling. He told me he was sad. I told him nothing is going to change you are just aware of the divorce now. If he has any questions or concerns that he can always come to me and ask. Then we went to get a milk shake.

        

         It occurred to me that he didn't know how to feel. He was basing his feelings off of how Maya Angelou reacted to her parents divorce. He thought that because Maya Angelou was sad after her parents divorce that he should be sad to.

Blogs are posted on Friday. Feel free to comment and share. If you have something you would like me to discuss share it in the comments or email osborne.tracie@gmail.com.

Have a great week on purpose,

Tracie Osborne

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It was only a moment, stop blocking your joy

Zen Buddist story
         Two monks, going to a neighboring monastery, walked side by side in silence. They arrived at a river they had to cross. That season, waters were higher than usual. On the bank, a young woman was hesitating and asked the younger of the two monks for help. He exclaimed, 'Don't you see that I am a monk, that I took a vow of chastity?'
         'I require nothing from you that could impede your vow, but simply to help me to cross the river. 'replied the young woman with a little smile.
         'I...not...I can...do nothing for you, 'said the embarrassed young monk.
         'It doesn't matter, 'said the elderly monk. 'Climb on my back and we will cross together.
Having reached the other bank, the old monk put down the young woman who, in return, thanked him with a broad smile. She left her side and both monks continued their route in silence. Close to the monastery, the young monk could not stand it anymore and said, 'You shouldn't have carried that person on your back. It's against our rules.'
          'This young woman needed help and I put her down on the other bank. You didn't carry her at all, but she is still on your back, 'replied the older monk." -Unknown Author


           When I was in college I used to have a lot of road rage. There would be times when someone would cut me off and I would catch up to them and throw pennies at their drivers side window.
 
           There was a incident that happened and I was glad I didn't throw any pennies. This incident happened during winter break while driving back home with my friend and a car full of our belongings. It was a 50 minute drive from my school to my house. At this point, I was about 10 minutes from my house. I was so engaged in the conversation that I was having that I almost missed my exit. I was in the middle lane and I needed to get over immediately to exit. I saw a car in the right lane and I slowed down to let the car pass. For some reason instead of the car passing it slowed down also. I waved my hand at the person driving the car to try to get him to move from in front of the exit. The person refused to drive away. My friend and I became very agitated and we said lets throw some pennies at him to get him to move. We were just about to grab some pennies to throw at the vehicle. We looked up at the vehicle and saw his police badge on the drivers side window. He started waving his hand to the side direction me to pull over.
       
          I immediately went from being angry to being scared. All I could think about was what if I would have threw those pennies at his car. My friend was still mad at the police officer for blocking the exit and then pulling us over.
      
             When the undercover police officer approached my vehicle I was very nervous, because I had never been pulled over before. The officer approached my drivers side window, I asked him why did he pull me over? Before the officer could speak, my friend immediately started arguing with the officer. I tried calming her down, but to no avail. The officer stated that he could give me a summons for obstruction of view. He said because I wasn't the one that was arguing with him that he is not going to give me a summons. He said if my friend was driving it would of been different.
           
            My friend talked about that situation all the way home. She continued to bring up that incident for at least two years. Every time she bought it up I would ask her when are you going to put that police officer down. He moved on with his life and you are still stuck on the highway. Put him down so that you can see all the great things that are waiting for you.

     
           We carry a situation that only lasted for a couple minutes throughout the day. When we do this it ruins our whole day, week, etc. We have to let it go and learn from it and move on. Every time you thing or talk about the situation you are keeping it alive and it will never resolve.

            
           We never have a bad day. We might have bad moments within the day. We all have 24hrs in a day. We sleep for at least 10hrs out of the 24hrs. Continuing to think and talk about your bad moments is what makes you create a bad day, week, month and or years.

"Stop worrying about what you don't like, and start worrying about what you do like."  Tracie Osborne

Are you the young monk or are you the elder monk?
         

Blogs are posted on Friday. Feel free to comment and share. If you have something you would like me to discuss share it in the comments or email osborne.tracie@gmail.com.



Have a great week on purpose,


Tracie Osborne




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Learning How To Blog Publicly

            I've come to realize that we are always quick to tell ourselves what we can and can't do. I've learned from my past that you become what you think you are. If you think you are a failure you will become a failure by default. If you think you are successful you will become successful by default. It all starts with our thoughts. I first became aware of  this concept from a book called "Think and Grow Rich" by Napolean Hill. After I read the book, I started to implement what I learned.

            When I turned thirty, I created a bucket list. Learning how to swim was one of the items on my list.

          There was a swim coach who was trained by an Olympian that taught swim lessons 3 times a week at my gym. I changed my schedule and started taking lessons immediately. It took me about a month to learn how to swim. When my coach said I was ready to swim in the deep end of the pool, that's when fear struck me. A lot of my fear of the deep end came from my culture and hearing stories of people drowning.

          I recognized my fear and began changing my negative thoughts about deep water to positive thoughts, which eventually released me from my invisible prison (fear). It didn't come easy because my fear of deep water started when I was young.  It took a lot of convincing to get my thoughts aligned with what I wanted to do. By changing my thoughts about deep water I eliminated my fear of deep water.

              Then there was another thought that placed me back into my invisible prison (fear). I kept telling myself that I didn't know how to swim.  My thoughts of not knowing became my reality. When I tried to swim to the deeper end of the pool, I began to panic.  All of a sudden I couldn't breath and all of my swimming skills seemed to disappear.  I immediately brought my head up from the water and found my way to the side of the pool.
             
                 My coach walked over to me and asked me what happened. I told him that I didn't know how to swim. He told me that I have all the skills that was required to swim in the deep end. He told me I should relax for a couple minutes then try again. I believed what my coach told me and after a couple minutes I started to swim towards the other side of the pool. I recognized that my own negative thoughts about swimming is what made me panic. At this point I already knew how to swim, but because I kept telling myself that I couldn't, I failed every time. My biggest evil was my self doubt of  my ability to swim. Once I convinced myself that I knew how to swim. I was able to swim freely.

"When we think a thought long enough, it becomes our belief, then our realty." Tracie Osborne

             I just started blogging about six weeks ago. The reason I started blogging was to inspire people and to share new ways of thinking using my experience as an example.  I also started this blog to become a better writer. I realized  the only difference between myself and a writer is that they write more than me.  Blogging gives me the platform to write as much as I choose. I post a blog once a week for now and I write a daily journal.  With each passing week of writing, I am noticing improvement in my writing.

  "I haven't failed I just found 10,000 ways that don't work." Thomas Edison

            Each passing week is becoming easier because of all the positive and negative feedback I have received.  My negative thoughts are turning into more positive ones.  Now I am posting my blogs with very little help because, I am becoming more confident in my writing now. I know I can only get better.  I can't wait to see how I will be writing six months from now.

            There will always be fear when we are starting something new.  The question is, will you move through it or will you make an excuse? Or even worse, lock yourself up in the invisible prison (fear)? The choice is yours.

Have you ever let fear hold you back from doing something?  Have you ever felt fear and became successful from it? How do you like my blogs so far? What suggestions do you have for my blogs?  All criticism are welcome. Please share in the comments below.


Have a successful week on purpose,

Tracie Osborne



Copyright 2016 Tracie Osborne All rights reserved

Conquering my Dis-ease

Hello Readers,

         This week I decided to conquer my dis-ease. I was diagnosed with pneumonia over 2 months ago. I went for a follow up with a specialist a week ago.  We reviewed over the chest xray that I took that day. It showed that I still had bilateral pneumonia.  I asked the specialist what course of treatment are we going to take?  He said to follow up in two months and if I am still having symptoms of shortness of breath.  He will prescribe a course of treatment(inhalers). I knew right then that I needed to take back control of my body.  I know that inhalers or any form of synthetic is not going to work for me.

Since I had this dis-ease it slowed me down to the point where I can't even walk up a flight of steps without being out of breath. I can't even walk through the train station without having to take a break. I definitely can't keep up with my very active 4 boys. I am discouraged to go places especially when there is a lot of walking involved.

            When I went to my other specialist I asked about lung therapy. He said that is only for patients who have severe lung problems. I looked at him and said what does severe mean because for me this is severe. I can't walk up a flight of steps. I can't walk through a train station. I have to take cabs or drive everywhere because with exertion I experience shortness of breath and cardiac symptoms.

So again what is severe to a person really depends on what is normal for them.

           During my research I saw that exercising was a form of lung therapy. I decided that I needed to conquer my own body from this dis-ease. I determined that I am going to do some strength training exercises and breathing exercises.

          One thing I know is that I am in control of my body not the dis-ease. The same way I attracted this dis-ease is the same way I am going to release it. When I first got the dis-ease it made me still and there was mental growth in that stillness. Now that I have grown it is time to get rid of the lingering symptoms from my past.

          When the weather permits I love to get on my bike especially with friends and go for a nice ride through New York City sometimes while on the ride we venture to other states. We ride from 630am till about 430 pm. We average between 30 to 50 miles on the bike in one ride. If we are doing a bike tour or we feel like challenging ourselves we do 80+ miles. I know that there is no time for inhalers for me. That will take away from my ride.

           During the colder months I workout inside. I work out a couple times a week. Since the dis-ease I haven't been working out. This week I decided to start back working out. I went to my favorite and most challenging class aquajog. Aquajog is a intense class that is conducted in the deep end of the pool. It is a form of deep water running. While aqua jogging your feet don't touch the bottom of the pool, so it is zero impact and safe for most injury. What I like most enjoy about aquajog is that I don't have any post muscle aches, like I do when I workout on land.

            I called my instructor to give her a heads up to take it easy on me. I went into the aquajog class thin king I might only be able to do ten minutes. I didn't care because it was a start of taking control of my body. As I entered the pool I was greeted with a warm welcome from my instructor and class mates. It felt so good to be back. I began the workout on a good start. I didn't over extend myself. I took breaks when needed.
           There is something about working out in water that is so serene and calming. While in the water the belt helps keep you a float. Your body is dangling in the depth of the water. It takes a lot of strain off of your body. I have seen people come to class after back surgery, knee surgery and etc. They get around as best they could post surgery and are in constant pain. When they get in the water all that goes away for at least one hour. They keep coming back just so they can get a relief and physical therapy.  

         For the first time I could relate to them. I was in the water and I felt like in that moment there was no more dis-ease. The goal of ten minutes had passed me by as if it were ten seconds. I missed the calmness of the water and at the same time the challenge  that the water gives. There is nothing like working out in ten feet of water.

          It reminds me of the times I went to the beach and I walked through the ocean water.  As I go deeper into the water I begin to slow down unwillingly because it becomes much harder to walk briskly in the depth of the water. The water is up to my chest now. At this time I realize the water is at a level that I am uncomfortable with.  A decision has to be made. Do I go farther and push myself to the next level?  Do I turn around and go back to what's comfortable?

Come back each Friday for a new blog. Feel free to comment and share. If you have something you would like me to discuss share it in the comments or email osborne.tracie@gmail.com.

Have a Conquering week on purpose,

Tracie Osborne

copyright 2016 Tracie Osborne All rights reserved

Parenting through a class 5 rapid

    

To my readers,

              This week I had a moment that reminded me of the time when I went white water rafting. Before you get into the raft, you are given a little lesson on do's and don'ts. One of the do’s is to always stay seated in the raft, and if you fall out the raft, don't stand up when you are in the water. You must remain seated until someone is able to get you, especially when the tides are rough. If you stand up, you risk falling face forward and even worse, breaking your fall on a rock.

             All the rivers are rated on a class scale. The scale goes from 1 to 5. Class 1 is moving water with small waves that are calm and serene. The waves get more intense the higher in class. Class 5 is large, complex, gushing rapids, twisting, and spinning to deliver the consummate adrenaline rush.

            I had a one parent moment, which most people have experienced. What is a one parent moment? A one parent moment varies, it can be a couple where one is a nurturer and the other a provider and or a single parent. Then there are times when your mate is not there because they had to go to work or take care of a errand, and etc.

           I have 4 children and they all needed my attention at the same time. One of my boys was in the tub having a tantrum, my other son was screaming in pain because he hurt his finger, my other little one was screaming in pain because he had a splinter. My other son was crying because he wanted me to get him a snack. I am still recovering from pneumonia and realized there is no time to be sick when you are a parent.

          So with that being said, I had to triage the kids. I had to decide who was priority and take care of them accordingly. I gave the child that was in the tub some attention and directed him to get dressed. Next I went to the child who was screaming in pain because of an injury to his finger. Then I helped  the child with the splinter in his foot. Last I got a snack for the other child.

         Going through those moments of helping the boys that were distressed, I realized that in white water rafting, one of the fundamental rules are to stay seated (calm) in the raft, especially when the waves (situation) becomes rough. I stood up when the water became complex and started gushing all around me (screaming children) and it went from class 2 to class 5 in seconds and I got knocked out of the raft. While in these rapid currents, I remembered the rule to remain seated (calm). While seated I was able to come up with a solution to triage. The situation passed through the class 5 (screaming child/ren) and eventually became smooth again a class 1 (no more screaming).



Come back each Friday for a new blog. Feel free to comment and share. If you have something you would like me to discuss share it in the comments or email osborne.tracie@gmail.com.



Have a Class 1 week on purpose,


Tracie Osborne




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My Secrets Revealed

Hello Friends,  

      This week I will be sharing my secrets. I call them secrets because it is the secrets that put me in what I call an invisible prison. An invisible prison is a prison with no bars. You are placed in this prison because of fear. Fear of what people might think, fear of the unknown, fear of society, and etc.

       I realize that fear is just a feeling that everyone feels. It is how you respond to the feeling that will keep you out of the invisible prison. Right now in this moment as I write this blog I am feeling knots in my stomach. I have goosebumps all over my body. So forgive me if I take a minute getting the secret out.

        It’s now time to reveal my first secret. I was married and out of my marriage came four lovely boys and now I am divorced. I have been divorced for over two years. It baffles me that it is bothering me till this very day to share this very secret to my readers. Everyone that knows me or come into contact with me knows of my circumstances. Now you my readers also know and the fear of telling you is now gone.  

       Like the saying goes it takes a village to raise children. I have my village which includes my ex husband, family, friends, school staff, neighbors, and etc. The biggest part of my help is my mother. I don’t even think she realizes how much I appreciate her. She stopped her life so she could help my boys and me. I want her to know that I love her and that she is the best mother a girl could have. My mother is the reason I am here on this blog sharing my journey. My story would have been different without her around. Thank you so much mom for all that you do for us.

       My second secret that I will be discussing is my weight. A good portion of my life my weight would go up and down. I would compare my weight to a yo-yo. I've been a small person all my life but my struggle was to maintain weight. I learned from a personal trainer that I need to strength training to maintain weight. Some people have told me to eat more. I realized that eating more doesn’t work for me because I have a fast metabolism. After working out for a few years I have found a regimen that works.

        In closing, I have freed myself from my invisible prison by sharing my secrets (fears) with you. I have shared my secrets and I am feeling naturally high on life right now. The knots in my stomach are gone. The goosebumps are gone. I am full of love, joy, happiness and freedom.



Come back each Friday for a new blog. Feel free to comment and share. If you have something you would like me to discuss share it in the comments or email osborne.tracie@gmail.com




Have a wonderful week on purpose my friends


Tracie Osborne

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Fear of telling my story

Hello Everybody
Have you ever wanted to get something off of your chest? Last week Friday I decided to start this blog talking about my journey. My first blog I didn't capture the audience the way I wanted to. I briefly described what I was going through for the past 10 years of my life. 
       On Sunday after I had a discussion with my friend she conveyed to me that I didn't give enough details on my blog. I immediately was paralyzed by fear and I decided to erase everything  and just put in a line saying under construction. You see we are always putting ourselves under construction. We paralyze ourselves from the world.
      I didn't realize I was still holding on to what I call "secrets" that paralyzed me. When I realized that I had to expose my secret that's when the paralysis kicked in.  I went back into what I call  a invisible prison. At least when you're in a physical prison you know that you're in prison because you see the bars.
         It took me about two days to recover from the paralysis. On Wednesday I freed myself and I rewrote my blog with detail and no fear.
        That was a huge step for me because I used to be a private person.  I was more like the person that would just read and like the posts on Facebook. If I would post    it would be brief.
       I realize now that this blog is a platform to help me stay out of my invisible prison. This week was my first test and I passed.
     Next week I will talk more about my secret.

Come back each Friday for a new blog. Feel free to comment and share. If you have something you would like me to discuss share it in the comments or email osborne.tracie@gmail.com.

Have a wonderful week on purpose.

Tracie Osborne


 

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MY JOURNEY

Hello Readers,

      

  My name is Tracie Osborne and I am going to talk about my journey.

      

 About ten years ago I started to have questions about life. I began by asking my friend and or reading the bible to get my answers.  Then I lost contact with my friend. At the time I thought it was a set back for me.  I realized I was relying on my friend for answers. 

       
    Then I broke out of my shell six years ago and  I made a life changing decision to stop watching television and instead read books. I continued to have more questions. My questions were answered in many forms. Some were through books, friends,  article,  etc.  I realize now that in the first ten years of my journey  was a learning phase.

       
    It took a life changing experience for me to realize and recognize who I was.  I caught pneumonia and with that pneumonia came a out of body experience(near death experience) and I realize that I needed that pneumonia to stay still.

       
   I am a mother of 4 boys and a dog and I tend to put everyone and everything before myself. The only thing that slowed me down and kept me still was the pneumonia.

       
  When I was discharged from the hospital I realized that it was time to teach what I learned in those 10 years.

        
 I would love for you to be a part of my journey.  I now recognize that I can help people in so many different areas.  For now I am going to focus on relationships.  Not just intimate relationships, but with mother and child,  friends, family etc. 

 Come back each Friday for a new blog. Feel free to comment and share. If you have something you would like me to discuss share it in the comments or email osborne.tracie@gmail.com.

     

Have a wonderful week on purpose,

Tracie Osborne

 

 

 

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