When we are mindful, we can put space between our thoughts, notice our feelings, and choose our response. Rather than being emotionally led by the nose, or rather ego in this case, when we slow our thoughts, recognize what is actually real in this very moment, we give ourselves the space and time to choose what, if any, action is truly necessary right here and now.Read More
If you truly want the world to be more peaceful, joy-filled, loving, kind, compassionate (who doesn't really)? Start noticing your inner dialogue. Can you gently shift that voice to be more loving? How many times can you catch yourself doing good today? Can you make a list of 5 stellar things about yourself today, and add 5 new ones tomorrow, and the next day and the next?Read More
I, Tracey Lee, no longer accept, allow, condone, participate in, witness, or tolerate mind fuckery in my life. This includes the mind fuckery I create myself. I will master the ability to choose one thought over another. I decide. I choose. I am the authority. I love me, and therefore I take this loving stand.
I, Tracey Lee, will no longer be bound by the slavery of my fear.
I will never again give my power away to my insecurities, my doubts, or my resentments.
I will stop allowing my past to define who I am, and I will stand for my highest integrity.
relationships of vast depth and meaning are *not* those free of conflict, but ones where working through conflict is embraced as path, where the participants are transformed into an alive vessel of purification, love, and healing.Read More
Lessons from Mother were not the kind you skipped and sang through. She was not the kind of teacher you joyfully brought an apple. Hers was a tough class room. And now with the lessons done, and the final exams passed, I am a far better version of myself having had the experience. Every step of the way Mother was most definitely teaching me love, though it often didn’t feel like it. One thing is for certain, I am a teacher of love because Alicia was my mother.Read More
In the wake of a breakup or loss or aloneness, sometimes, far less often that before, that old familiar demon comes to call. The Lonely Monster, as I used to call it, is alive and well and telling me lies again.Read More
"Every tear shed in grief was born in love."Read More
- Tracey Lee
It seems, somewhere along the line, that we have been duped into a belief that feeling uncomfortable is bad, wrong, unhealthy, and to be avoided at all costs.Read More
Today I unapologetically love myself, every experience I have had - those that have felt great and those that have not. For each and every experience has brought me to this moment.Read More
My word for 2017 is juicy. Juicy as in ripe, succulent, sensational, fascinating, ready, delicious. I am turning 50 at the beginning of the year, and I am ready for my juiciest year yet!Read More
These simple red berries remind me of the abundance in the Universe. Abundance that is available to everyone.Read More
Overcome with sadness, shock and more than a little bit of horror. This election has shaken me, shaken those I love, shaken our country, and the world we live in. I am watching many beautiful souls who believe so passionately in Love and Light, as I do, slip into hate and fear. We simply cannot afford to allow this.Read More
So when Taylor suggested I move closer to him, when the boys and their gorgeous girlfriends helped me find a new home, drew out diagrams of where my furniture might go in my new house, agreed to meet the utility folks to turn on the gas, picked up my keys, agreed to help with the garage sale, took off work to help me move – I felt like I won a 10-foot-tall Mommy Trophy.Read More
Two days ago the AC went out in my car. The temperature in my car read 104°. August in Houston, Texas is not something to sneeze at. I'd like to tell you my thoughts went immediately to 'interesting, what's this here to teach me?' Alas, it took me a day and a bit of suffering to remember that I choose how I want to feel and experience the world around me.
So after a few hot, sweaty, and uncomfortable drives combined with a bit of worry around $$$, I remembered who I am. I loved myself up. A body filled with love cannot feel discomfort. I relaxed into loving what is, and immediately was guided to an auto mechanic who would do the fix properly for hundreds of $$$ less.
As I happily drove there, windows down, hair in braids, baseball cap on my head, no shower (because what was the point really?) I realized I was not uncomfortable at all.
As a teacher of self-love I still experience life on life's terms, stuff still happens. I have marvelous tools that allow me to feel joy and bliss no matter what's happening around me. These spiritual tools are available to all of us not just some of us.
It is through fully loving my inner children that I could finally come to fully love myself. The little one who is confused about why the grown-ups keep going away. The middle one who just wants to know what she needs to do so you will love her. And the teenager who pretends not to need anyone because she has it all way under control, who in truth desperately just wants to be seen and loved. My beautiful precious inner children.Read More
I feel the residue of my early morning thoughts, the I am not good enough thoughts, the this guy is not good enough thoughts, the what the heck am I doing chasing a dream thoughts, the I should be making more money thoughts, the who do I think I am fooling thoughtsRead More
Angels walk around looking like regular people. Sometimes I am one of those angels. Today my angel was a guy named Daniel.Read More
Daily Love Notes from me to you!