SEVEN YEARS OF GROWTH

 It's been about seven years since I went back to work after thinking I was permanently retired, and then life happened. My husband was ousted from a career he thought would be his until he retired and I went back to work. Originally, it was only temporary to help my husband, who I lovingly refer to as Mr. Honey, until he found a new path. Blogging became a part of my past. 

I found myself ensconced in a job I was not prepared for, or so I thought. Let me preface this with the thought that sometimes we are more prepared than we believe or have confidence for and then our higher power says, "oh yes you can."

I have always detested change, but have been challenged over the last seven years to embrace change on every level. I have changed my routines, changed what I eat, changed my attitudes, changed how I think, and have come to believe that everything that is worth anything is on the other side of fear and change!

There are times when it seems that God is communicating the idea of divine completeness, perfection, and wholeness by means of the number 7.

I feel more whole and more sure of myself than I did when I was in my thirties. I know now that I do have something to offer in the way of gifts and talents and I intend on moving forward with this as my foundation.

 My desire, as I come closer to the 7 years of training, that I received by doing  my job, as customer service rep, is that something in me will be completed. I never imagined when I embarked upon what I thought would be a temporary stint, would end up being 7 years. In April I will have had this job for seven years. My plan is to retire, not from life, only from a job that has taught me innumerable lessons. A job that I am ready to move on from.

This past year, especially has been a year of transformation for me. I have overcome numerous obstacles that were in my path for many years. I have regained my vitality, my confidence, my sense of purpose and my resolve to move forward from here on out. I am still a work in progress, but at least I can finally say there has been progress! Who knew that the number seven would be my lucky number?!

A RED DOOR WELCOME

My obsession with red doors began when I was quite young. My mother worked for Elizabeth Arden's in Beverly Hills. Elizabeth Arden Salon's red door was their trademark and I think my mother thought it a brilliant way to brand their high class spas. I believe that is why my own mother wanted to be known for her very own red door, so every apartment that we lived in where the landlord allowed, my mother painted her front door red! It left quite and impression on me growing up.  

Hence, my own obsession with a red door welcome has followed me. When I decided to start my first blog, the name Kathleen's Red Door Welcome was the first of my many inspirations.

 I can remember my mother saying, "a little dash of red in a room brings life and energy to the room".

 Red is the color of passion, energy and action. It is said to excite and motivate us to take action.

Red awakens our physical life force. It has the potential to give those that may be more shy or lacking in will power the confidence needed. Put on a red dress and see what happens when you walk in a room!

I find that where ever I am greeted with a red door I feel welcomed and invited to be myself. It may not have the same affect on everyone, but for me, red is a winner!

A SMILE IS NOT JUST A SMILE

I have not blogged in so long that I'm not sure I even know how anymore, but my one regret this past year is that I did not journal, while quite literally, transforming my life by the little daily choices I made over the course of the year.  The reason for this regret is because it has made it more difficult to put into perspective and into words all that I have learned.

You never know who's watching you and needs whatever it is that you have. Part of what I have come to understand is that there is always someone out there that needs what you have to give, even if they don't express it to you.

My little bit of wisdom for the day is that even if you don't think you are gifted and you may not know what your talents are, a smile is always appreciated and for some a balm for a grieving soul.
Be generous with your smiles! You might never know who's watching and who needs it!