Make something every day.


Seth Godin sent me to my blog! So here I am!

“My work is to figure out how to share emotions and stories with people to turn lights on for them. And the part of it that scares me is wasting the privilege, wasting the leverage, wasting the opportunity. So that’s why I keep pioneering and pushing new ways to do it encouraging people to copy me.”

“After you innovate, you have to keep pushing forward, coming up with new ways to move things forward.”

Writer’s block is a myth. Being a professional is showing up everyday and making something despite how you feel. The world needs more artists, who love what they do, and do it despite uncertain outcomes.”

Whoever fails the most, wins. Now if you fail too big, you don’t get to play anymore. So we have to learn how to fail, just the right amount to keep on going. Make small calculated risks so you can be in the game long enough to succeed.”

“If I come to your barbershop for a haircut. I don’t care if you had a fight with your girlfriend and don’t feel like cutting my hair. I came to you for a haircut. Cut. My. Hair. That’s what it means to be a professional.”

I think I’ve given you a few key notes to think about. Sometimes I’m asked questions on Quora about writing. Often times it centers around story ideas or writers’ block, or ‘what should I write?’ The reality is if it’s your job to write, don’t talk about it, write something! And don’t waste your readers time. If my reader expects to learn something or be entertained on my page, then it’s my job to deliver that to you/him/her each and every time. No excuses. The same when I write a novel or a non-fiction book. You are trusting me to deliver what you are paying for…entertainment or ideas and knowledge. 

It’s become a habit that even when I am working on the marketing and sales of my books, I will not go to bed without writing something. It might be a blog like this or a few fun things on FaceBook, but if time is limited, I go on Quora and answer questions. A writer writes. No excuses. 

I hope you’ve enjoyed a few ideas I picked up on You Tube today. I love to share with my readers and will answer anything and everything you throw my way. If you have any questions about any of my areas of expertise, feel free to send me an email or drop a note in the comments. And remember, I spend far too much time on Facebook so feel free to connect with me there and get my latest news. 

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Lockdown

 

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Lockdown

 

the first time ever I saw your face

I laughed out loud at your twitching mustache

and dancing soft gentle eyes

 

you teased me

and made me blush

and made me forget a

heart battered and bruised by life

         your smile became my hope

 

and I in turn awakened you from a long, long sleep

self-enforced heart prison

in mourning still for one who had died

 

and now the tables have turned, my love

and you are fighting for your life

and you have chosen to push me away

millions of heart miles between us

self-imposed-imprisonment

emotions on lockdown

         and still, I refuse to give up hope

 

I force myself upon your lonely heart

and make you angry

because I won’t go away

 

the first time ever I saw your face

I knew I would hold you in my heart forever

 

© Lockdown, LOVE REHAB

 

 

Past lives? Angels? You decide.

 

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I usually don’t do first-person on my blog but when people come into your life and guide you towards a profound shift, I think it might help others. So here goes.

I’ve been suffering from chronic sinus challenges for decades. I had a minor operation which seemed to help—years ago. But certainly, for the last several years, it’s been an ugly challenge in my life. These past twelve months have been insane. It seems every month, I finish a dose of antibiotics and five days later, I’m back at the doctors. I keep telling myself, if that’s all that’s wrong with me, go with it and stop complaining. But—it’s not normal! Yes, I’ve done the x-rays—nothing abnormal. Even last summer when I went to Europe, I took antibiotics with me, the same way you might take your vitamins.

This brings me to yesterday. Since the 29th of December, I’ve spent 21 days on antibiotics and still, yesterday I was sure I had the infection back. This week I started treating myself with natural remedies, ginger, lemon juice, honey, cinnamon, and hot water and that has definitely made me feel better. And I lost 8 lbs. on VIVRI and that’s been great. Still, something happened the night before, I wasn’t feeling great, and I was all blocked up, and I went back to the doctor for another dose of sinus meds.

Can I say I love my new doctor? She’s young, Mexican, beautiful and very smart. But more than that, she’s caring. She’s also the one who gave me my last dose of medication about three weeks ago. She checked me out and shook her head. No, there’s no infection and then she said: Tell me about your life.

I looked around. I had trouble looking her in the eye. And I started to cry. Not a big cry or a sobbing… just leaking. You know what I mean? I told her about my personal life–she started to ask about sex but I wasn’t going there at all! And here she is, a stranger who wants to take the time to help you when your physical problems might just be related to your emotional life…

You see, I have this friend who has been dying for years…and years…and yet holds on. It’s as if we both live in limbo. And I can’t go forward and we can’t go back and change the past. I can’t leave and I can’t let go. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. I think I’m addicted to home renovation shows because the family’s happiness at the end allows me to cry. I don’t cry—ever. But lately, the tears come at awkward moments. Like yesterday, with a doctor, I hardly know.

I sat there in front of this wonderful caring young woman and I couldn’t speak. I knew. I just knew that whatever she was thinking at that moment, was correct. Sometimes the things we hold in emotionally have to find their way to the surface somehow. I can go back in my life right now and measure the worst bouts I’ve had with this physical problem and see that they are truly connected to issues of my emotional heart. When my marriage was dissolving in Whistler, when I split with C, and now…

I’m kind of surprised at myself that I never made the connection. After all, I wrote LOVE, The Beat Goes On about the emotional aspects of healing and how I worked on my emotional heart and healed it after I was given six months to live in 2008. I told her about that part of my story, and the Shaman in Sedona, and my fractured soul. And I sat there and shook my head. Unshed tears. Years and years of hope and despair and hope again. An old expression came into my mind as I write this blog: Sometimes we can’t see the forest for the trees.

She refused to take payment for my visit, instead, she asked for a hug. I left her office with a new understanding. Yes, people do come into your life for a reason. And I do believe in angels and past-lives.

I’ve taken the first step. I’m opening myself up to dealing with something I’ve buried for so long. I think I’m tired of caring for everyone else and it’s time to wrap myself up in my fleecy robe and learn to love myself all over again.

I think my mother is watching over me from wherever our spirits go when we die, and sent me an earthly angel to help me move on from sorrow and find my light again.

 

 

 

 

3:00 am thoughts…emotional intelligence…

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I’ve been accused of being a Pollyanna. If you’re young you might miss the reference. It basically means I always see the glass as half-full not half empty. That’s my attitude towards life and living. So depressing thoughts rarely last long in my mind.

I live by the theory that we are a product of our thoughts—our emotional intelligence possibly. So if we constantly live in fear of the future, resentment of past hurts, or our story of all the bad things that have happened to us, we can never be happy. I don’t allow my heart or head to hold depressing thoughts. It takes work. And sometimes it will take a lifetime to achieve this sense of peace and balance that I have. It’s a challenge. If you’re aware of when you go into that negative place, you stop, catch yourself, and pull yourself back. Then depression never has time to take a hold of your mind.

The reality is, the last time I had a depressing thought was when I was given 6 months to live in 2008. LOVE The Beat Goes On is the book I wrote and all the things I did to clean up my thoughts and heal my broken heart. I truly believe we are made up of our thoughts, and our mind can heal just about anything… But then I also believe in miracles!

So there you go, my philosophical thoughts for 3:00 am on a Saturday morning. I apologize in advance if I’m not coherent.

If This Book Could Save Lives…

Lynda’s story will help someone avoid the health crises that plague our society today. Attention to early warning signs, self-care, emotional intelligence, and self-love are all concepts that Lynda covers in her personal and sometimes humorous story of how she went from 6 months to live in 2008 to cured and living a healthy life today. Insurance companies should give this book with every policy written. Heal yourself one heart beat at a time. 

 

on May 18, 2017
Format: Kindle Edition
I hadn’t heard of Dilated Cardiomyopathy before reading this book. But, I know any number of people who have been given a death sentence and suffer years of treatment. When Lynda Filler was given this same prognosis, she decided to defy the odds and embrace life. Her choice to believe the impossible and live the imaginable is truly inspirational. I loved her energy, her zest for life – both of which are evident on every page of this book.
There are no clear answers, no step by step directions; rather, Filler’s message is simple, follow JOY. Set negativity aside and follow what you love. Fill your hours with that which gives you life. I highly recommend this jewel of a book.
on March 31, 2017
Format: Paperback|Verified Purchase
This book is going in the birthday bags, Christmas stockings and every get well package that I send this year. Lynda Filler’s journey through cardiomyopathy is amazing, inspiring, and thought-provoking about more than just illness. Anyone facing a major obstacle, a fork in the road, or looking to reinvent their lives would benefit from a journey through Lynda’s heart and soul story.
Format: Paperback
Often self-help or books that offer advice on how to improve your life are pedantic or so “new-agey” to be taken seriously. This is not true of Lynda Filler’s book Love The Beat Goes On.
Appropriately titled, the book chronicles the author’s own life experiences, beginning with what was essentially a death sentence. Diagnosed with Dilated Cardiomyopathy, her life expectancy in 2008 was about five years. From the beginning Filler was determined to survive and enjoy a healthy and rewarding life. Her journey provides many lessons for readers ill or fit. Following her as she navigates the health care systems, spiritual awakening, and self-awakening the reader can’t help but become invested in her story.
Throughout the book, she reminds her readers to follow their physician’s recommendations and take medications as prescribed. Her book is not about medical advice. It is the telling of how her determination and positive vision has enabled her to long outlive the dismal prognosis of early doctors. Dedicated to living a full life and doing the things she enjoys, Filler did things most people with a bleak and hopeless future would not even dream of. Traveling extensively, driving from Mexico to British Columbia, following spiritual paths many would not consider, Filler took charge of her future.
After telling a remarkable and inspiring tale, the author devotes the final chapters of her book to “Heart Habits”; methods readers can use to overcome negativity and enhance their quality of life. By using creativity, developing a positive spiritual outlook, and exercising mind and body, Filler improved her health and lengthened her life well past her doctor’s forecast.
If you do no more than read this book as an autobiographical journey, you will come away with a smile on your face. This is an uplifting and inspiring book. Personally, I plan to use some of Filler’s “techniques” to begin my own journey to a healthier and more vibrant life.
on April 27, 2017
Format: Paperback|Verified Purchase
I loved this book! First of all, when I saw the cover, I was intrigued. As I turned page after page so many instances, names, and locations were absolutely familiar to me. Wayne Dyer snippets. I knew them all. Although I was unfamiliar with cardiac problems, I found all the medical information fascinating and can honestly say I enjoyed every minute. From medical emergencies to romantic scenarios to paranormal events, this book was one happy surprise after another.
on April 15, 2017
Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
I will agree with the author, Lynda Filler, in the one thing that she stresses in LOVE The Beat Goes On, “Don’t Google your illness.” I’d add to that, “Don’t Google your illness if you are ignorant of its variations and do not know where to get to right advice.” Similarly, realize that when a doctor tells you to get your things in order, that your disease is in an acute phase, but, it may not stay that way. Acute illnesses, even ones affecting the heart, may go away, just like the measles and the mumps do. The condition that remains is the chronic disease, which is less dangerous in many instances.
There are many conditions that Google might give a ten-year life expectancy for the acute phase, whereas in a chronic phase of that condition one would be able to live with the disease for a normal length lifespan, or an only slightly shortened life expectancy.Yes, avoid doing blind medical research on Google if you do not have a trusted medical guide, as that can only alarm you.The author, with her doctor, and mentors’ assistance, and her courage, determination and positive attitude combined, reclaimed a healthy life.Even if she remains with a symptom-free, mild, chronic version of the condition, there is no reason why that should worsen.As we mature, we have chronic illnesses, or disease, in common. I applaud Lynda Filler for having regained her health and for sharing her journey through this book. An excellent, inspirational read.
 

 

How did you start over after you had lost everything? How did you get your life together? Q

 

I’ve done it twice.

The first time I left an abusive husband. I’d attempted to leave twice before but he always found me and forced me to come back. He would come to my place of work, cause trouble, and get me fired. Or he would get the landlord to let him into my apartment saying I was a drug addict and he was worried I’d over dosed because I wasn’t answering the phone. Of course, the landlord would want me out. I felt helpless and scared.11377228_10152976883964150_596180098820635031_n

One day I packed my suitcase and placed my Old English sheepdog with a man I’d met in the dog park—my ex had threatened to kill my dog! Then I took a bus to another city and lived with a family I knew in their basement for two weeks. I had $200 in my bank account, bad memories, and bruises. It took him a month to find me but by then I was settled had found a great job and had rescued my sheepdog. There was no way I was going back and he knew it.

The second time was different because I was happily married with two young boys and a husband. I hadn’t lost everything but it felt like everything—my home and my business. Economic downturns can be challenging for anyone. Again I packed up my family, made a decision about our future and moved across the country to start all over again.

It was a challenge to be sure. But here’s what works for me:

  1. I never look back.
  2. I always believe in myself.
  3. I never let depression overtake me.
  4. I always know I will land on my feet and find success again.
  5. I listen to my cheerleaders: My mother used to tell me how proud she was of me. And now it’s my sister who’s taken over that role.

I put one foot in front of the other and keep on going!

 

Read more about Lynda’s life/challenges and she will share her simple but powerful mindset ideas.

When I Was Your Age

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I have a hazy recollection of playing doctor with a boy when I was six. I think my mother caught us. Or maybe I made it up. I really don’t know. Most people can chronicle episodes from early childhood. I can’t. What I do remember is my first job. I was eleven. And I made .25 cents an hour. No I’m not THAT old! Well, maybe I am.

Every week my mother went to the hairdressers. My dad was a military man. We lived in Ottawa in a basement apartment and we were four kids. I think we were poor but we didn’t really know it. Either way every week my momma went to the beauty salon.

I remember her hairdresser so well mainly because she gave me my first job. I got to wash hair on Saturdays for .25 cents an hour. At the end of the day I would take the used towels, wash them out by hand and hang them outside on a clothesline. It’s not that washer/dryers didn’t exist… I’m sure they did. But we didn’t have one at the salon. Can you magine hanging and taking down frozen towels, in minus 10 degrees, in the brutal Ottawa winter?

Momma would tell me stories about her sisters who were born with their amazing Irish curly reddish hair. She was so jealous. So every couple of months she would get what was called a “permanent.” She would sit with chemicals in her hair and rollers that were supposed to make her hair curly for a month or two at a time. I don’t know if that even exists today. And then, weekly, her hairdresser who had the most beautiful Amber Rose blond pixie cut hair would put Momma’s straight/sometimes chemically induced curls,  in metal rollers, and sit her under a huge bubble hairdryer to set. I never ever saw my mother wash her own hair.

Over the years I went to the hairdressers only for a cut or colors–yes I’ve always been a fan of multi-colors. I’ll blame that on my passion for fashion. Beauty parlors were never my thing—until last year. I went from a spiky short cut that had been my trademark for twenty years and let my hair grow shoulder length. And now, going to see Miriam (aka MY hairdresser) every week has become my “thing.” And every time I go, I remember my mother. And my aunt who had those luxurious curls that my momma loved so much.

This morning I sent this photo to my sister.

Momma would have loved my curls.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meet Author Lynda Filler

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Hello lovelies! Welcome to Interview FoxSeat with author Lynda Filler

“The author’s style is reminiscent of CLIVE CUSSLER, LEE CHILDS or BALDACCI.” N. Huff

Lynda Filler makes her home in sexy, sultry Puerto Vallarta, Mexico and writes both novellas and fiction. She’s been accused of writing autobiographical stories, but so far no can get her to admit it! She’s been writing her whole life but only started publishing with the encouragement of NYT/USA Best Selling author Russell Blake of the popular JET series. When she is not in Mexico, she travels to the Pacific Northwest or Paris, France to visit her children. She loves to hear from her fans on Face Book where you can find book news, crazy fun quotes, and photographs of both Mexico and Lynda’s travels. LOVE The Beat Goes On is her first non-fiction book.

Check out this sample: LOVE The Beat Goes On

Lynda Filler knows how it feels to be told you’re not healing, or your condition is incurable. She will tell you her story, how she walked around for months in denial with Congestive Heart Failure. She will explain the powerful, yet simple concepts and beliefs that she practiced that led to her healing. She is not a medical doctor. At no point will she undermine anything your physicians tell you to do.

Most of all, she will show you how she used these simple principles to design and live, the fully healed life she now enjoys in 2017.

You will shake your head in wonder, laugh, and maybe cry too. If you want less pain, worry, and stress about dis-ease and life in general, you will want to read this simple yet powerful story.

What is the current book you are promoting? Which writer inspired you? The current book I’m promoting is called LOVE The Beat Goes On. It was started in 2009 when the life I now live began. But the manuscript is very different from its original memoir format because of circumstances that remain ambiguous in my life. I talk around certain things. But in the story you will be able to read between the lines.

In the summer of 2015 when Dr. Wayne Dyer died, an event occurred that made me realize I needed to get my story out there sooner not later. In 2016 while reading Dr. Dyer’s book I Can See Clearly Now, I started LOVE.

I dedicated my book to him and my new grandbaby Félix.

 

 

 

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The Little Voice Inside Our Head

I looked up the #1 book on Amazon on CREATIVITY. Do you want to know what it is?

The Gifts of Imperfection by Brené Brown.  And # 2 is The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Creative Battles by Stephen Pressfield. When did the art of creating become such a painful process? Or is it cliché?

I love Dr. Brown’s lectures, writings and stories. The first time I watched her on TED, I was overwhelmed by emotion; and related to the simple principles she teaches. Vulnerability. Imperfection. Inadequacy.

Stephen Pressfield describes his book as overcoming “roadblocks” and setting up “battle plans.”

Are we really at “war” when we decide to create?

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I will admit when writing LOVE The Beat Goes On, my new release on Amazon, I dug deep. But I kept it together. I wonder how memoirists can spend years writing about past pain, trials and tribulations. I can’t imagine what it takes to go back and dig all that crap up. In LOVE, I chose to keep it short, and still… I cried. And cried some more. When you’re told to get your affairs in order–and I don’t mean the romantic kind–it’s scary! And dredging up those memories was super painful. But, the messages I’m receiving from first readers more than makes up for it. I would say the challeges of the creative process are worth it for me.

I choose to keep pages of quotes to inspire me. I throw them on my FB page. I do it for me. I use them as screensavers. There’s always a message that jumps out at me when I need it. And they help me by reminding me of my “Why.” Many talented people have gone before me, and I cherish their brilliant sound bites.

I think lots of creatives have become successful without fighting “battles.” We’re not all alcoholics, drug addicts or damaged people. But we all share one thing: we must be brave enough to put ourselves out there, to be open to criticism. I suppose that might classify a lot of us as… strange okay, maybe a wee bit crazy!

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Yes, these are quotes I can live by.

And finally, I found myself writing the initials I A E on my wrist this winter. Every time I felt inadequate, unworthy or just plain freaked out, I would look at my wrist and smile. And know in my heart that through my words some day in some way I could let someone know that LOVE is out there and you are not alone.

This one’s for YOU:

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