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Life Coaching is about balancing emotional issues and coping with
everyday stress. Sometimes we just need someone safe to talk to
without judgement or criticism who may have common sense
solutions to what feels like an overwhelming life problem.
For private or group sessions call Cathy at 614-296-8292.
Click here to find out about Conflict Revolution Workshops
"World Peace, One Person at a Time, Starting with You!"
Discover where your power lies
Follow your passion
See your dreams become reality
Join us in creating a new tomorrow...today!
Conflict Revolution Workshops
everyday stress. Sometimes we just need someone safe to talk to
without judgement or criticism who may have common sense
solutions to what feels like an overwhelming life problem.
For private or group sessions call Cathy at 614-296-8292.
Click here to find out about Conflict Revolution Workshops
"World Peace, One Person at a Time, Starting with You!"
Discover where your power lies
Follow your passion
See your dreams become reality
Join us in creating a new tomorrow...today!
Conflict Revolution Workshops
"When Your Beliefs Cover Up the Real You"
What are we here for? What purpose is this human time we spend on earth? Is there a vast plan we are
all participating in? Are we just pawns in a game? Do we really have any control? Or....do we really
create our own reality? Do we really have free choice? Is this God we talk about, think about and pray
to....really as wonderful as we would like to imagine? What if He is? What if He really did create us in
His own image? What if we are living, laughing, loving, hurting, feeling and experiencing by choice?
What if God is experiencing these things we call “life’s experiences” right along with us? What if life is
“a matter of opinion?" What if we are all here to live, laugh, love, hurt, feel and experience? What if all
of this is controlled by our attitude? What if we have a choice of our attitude about every single thing
that takes place on this earth?
Way back in the 80s when I was raising three children and a husband, I didn’t believe there were any
real choices about anything. I use the word believe. What is a belief? A belief is an implied acceptance
of a thing to be true or real. Belief implies acceptance with or without certainty. So we gain a belief by
hearing or reading a thing, over and over again until we adopt it into our brain and use that belief to
guide the running of our life. Then there is knowing. I understand knowing to be something that you
feel inside your very being. There are things that you know that you know that you know, like a gut
feeling. Big difference between believing and knowing.
So back when I was raising my family, I disallowed the knowing and stuck with the beliefs I was told
to believe. Times back then for me were often so overwhelming, I would just sit and cry. I could not
understand why things were happening to me that were so unfair. Wasn’t I the best wife and mother
that was earthly possible? Didn’t I do everything properly? I was room mother, girl scout leader,
dressed the girl’s Barbie dolls, stacked up the Lego blocks, cooked, cleaned, canned, did the yard work,
got up at 5:00 a.m. to fix husband’s breakfast, pack his lunch, etc, etc, etc. If I was doing everything
right, then why wasn’t my husband happy? Why did he yell about everything I did wrong? Why did he
get angry and push, shove, slap, scream and scare the hell out of kids and me? Why was everything the
kids and I did....wrong?
Back then I believed everything my husband told me was true. I probably believed him, because he so
believed what he said. He convinced me that I was lazy, stupid, forgetful, average looking and pretty
much incapable of being successful with anything I did. Like the times we would sit down to dinner
and I would forget to put the salt and pepper on the table. He would be furious. Once I let the butcher
slice the lunch meat too thick. He threatened me to take the meat back and have it sliced properly. More
than once, I left the light on in the utility room where we stored paint and other junk. He threw a fit,
claiming the light could have gotten too hot, caused a fire and burned down the entire house. How could
I be so stupid? So incompetent? So awful?
It’s funny today when I think back, but I used to actually pray to God and ask him to help me be a
better person. I would ask him why I was so forgetful and careless. Why couldn’t I do things right, so
my husband wouldn’t get angry all the time?
Perception is a funny thing, isn’t it? I was one of those women who made our life look perfect on the
outside, while I was dying on the inside. Wasn’t that the proper thing to do?
One day while preparing for my daughter’s birthday party, a friend stopped over. She asked if there was
anything she could do to help. I was shocked, as no one had ever offered to help me that I could recall.
As it happened, the guest list had grown larger than I originally planned and I didn’t think the cake I
had prepared would be large enough. I had the cake mix, the icing, the cupcake papers and the tin laid
out, but no time to fix the cupcakes. Mary said she would be happy to take the stuff to her house and
bake the cupcakes for me. I expressed my gratitude to her and shared with her that I rarely experienced
anyone offering to help me, even though at times I felt lost and overwhelmed.
Mary said, “You know why people don’t offer, don’t you?” Of course, I had no clue. She continued,
“Because you appear to be so organized and together, people would not begin to believe you ever needed
any help!”
Well, that sure was an awakening for me. One of many to come over the next few years. There even
came the wonderful day when I realized it was my husband who was dependent on me, instead of me
being dependent on him. Several times when things got real tough, I would go to a minister and ask for
help. They would all say the same thing. “Pray to love your husband again.” So I would pray to love him
and I would temporarily forget the pain, but it never lasted for long. He would be mean, I would be
hurt and lost and I finally realized the ministers’ advice was all messed up. Not even God would want
me to continue living like this. After sixteen and a half years of tears, one night I had him arrested,
thrown in jail, and I filed for divorce the next morning. When I called my mom from the courthouse, all
she could do was cry and say, “Thank God!” That was back in 1989. Wow, has my perception of life
changed since then!
Back then I thought I was a victim. I believed in marriage for better or worse, or worse, or worse. I
believed that if I divorced my husband, I would die in hell ( and I’m not even Catholic). Today, I know
better. Are you beginning to see the difference between Believing and Knowing?
Today so many of us are caught up in our belief systems. I am not saying it is wrong to have beliefs, but
when we overlook and ignore the true knowing from within, then maybe it is time to take a strong look
at what we believe and why. When we allow ourselves to get out of our heads and into our hearts, we
see the world through different eyes.
That’s where the attitude we talked about earlier comes in. Our attitude is the way we perceive and
respond to any given experience. Did you notice I said respond instead of react? Responding puts us in a
place of being responsible instead of reacting which can be a quick action to any given situation. Then
we add choice to attitude, and wow, what a great combination! We can choose to be offended, hurt or
angry with a situation or we can choose to look at things from another perspective to understand our
experiences. We can get out of our heads and into our hearts. Out of our heads where the programmed
tapes or beliefs play over and over again and into our hearts where we start feeling what we truly know
inside.
By Cathy Kline
What are we here for? What purpose is this human time we spend on earth? Is there a vast plan we are
all participating in? Are we just pawns in a game? Do we really have any control? Or....do we really
create our own reality? Do we really have free choice? Is this God we talk about, think about and pray
to....really as wonderful as we would like to imagine? What if He is? What if He really did create us in
His own image? What if we are living, laughing, loving, hurting, feeling and experiencing by choice?
What if God is experiencing these things we call “life’s experiences” right along with us? What if life is
“a matter of opinion?" What if we are all here to live, laugh, love, hurt, feel and experience? What if all
of this is controlled by our attitude? What if we have a choice of our attitude about every single thing
that takes place on this earth?
Way back in the 80s when I was raising three children and a husband, I didn’t believe there were any
real choices about anything. I use the word believe. What is a belief? A belief is an implied acceptance
of a thing to be true or real. Belief implies acceptance with or without certainty. So we gain a belief by
hearing or reading a thing, over and over again until we adopt it into our brain and use that belief to
guide the running of our life. Then there is knowing. I understand knowing to be something that you
feel inside your very being. There are things that you know that you know that you know, like a gut
feeling. Big difference between believing and knowing.
So back when I was raising my family, I disallowed the knowing and stuck with the beliefs I was told
to believe. Times back then for me were often so overwhelming, I would just sit and cry. I could not
understand why things were happening to me that were so unfair. Wasn’t I the best wife and mother
that was earthly possible? Didn’t I do everything properly? I was room mother, girl scout leader,
dressed the girl’s Barbie dolls, stacked up the Lego blocks, cooked, cleaned, canned, did the yard work,
got up at 5:00 a.m. to fix husband’s breakfast, pack his lunch, etc, etc, etc. If I was doing everything
right, then why wasn’t my husband happy? Why did he yell about everything I did wrong? Why did he
get angry and push, shove, slap, scream and scare the hell out of kids and me? Why was everything the
kids and I did....wrong?
Back then I believed everything my husband told me was true. I probably believed him, because he so
believed what he said. He convinced me that I was lazy, stupid, forgetful, average looking and pretty
much incapable of being successful with anything I did. Like the times we would sit down to dinner
and I would forget to put the salt and pepper on the table. He would be furious. Once I let the butcher
slice the lunch meat too thick. He threatened me to take the meat back and have it sliced properly. More
than once, I left the light on in the utility room where we stored paint and other junk. He threw a fit,
claiming the light could have gotten too hot, caused a fire and burned down the entire house. How could
I be so stupid? So incompetent? So awful?
It’s funny today when I think back, but I used to actually pray to God and ask him to help me be a
better person. I would ask him why I was so forgetful and careless. Why couldn’t I do things right, so
my husband wouldn’t get angry all the time?
Perception is a funny thing, isn’t it? I was one of those women who made our life look perfect on the
outside, while I was dying on the inside. Wasn’t that the proper thing to do?
One day while preparing for my daughter’s birthday party, a friend stopped over. She asked if there was
anything she could do to help. I was shocked, as no one had ever offered to help me that I could recall.
As it happened, the guest list had grown larger than I originally planned and I didn’t think the cake I
had prepared would be large enough. I had the cake mix, the icing, the cupcake papers and the tin laid
out, but no time to fix the cupcakes. Mary said she would be happy to take the stuff to her house and
bake the cupcakes for me. I expressed my gratitude to her and shared with her that I rarely experienced
anyone offering to help me, even though at times I felt lost and overwhelmed.
Mary said, “You know why people don’t offer, don’t you?” Of course, I had no clue. She continued,
“Because you appear to be so organized and together, people would not begin to believe you ever needed
any help!”
Well, that sure was an awakening for me. One of many to come over the next few years. There even
came the wonderful day when I realized it was my husband who was dependent on me, instead of me
being dependent on him. Several times when things got real tough, I would go to a minister and ask for
help. They would all say the same thing. “Pray to love your husband again.” So I would pray to love him
and I would temporarily forget the pain, but it never lasted for long. He would be mean, I would be
hurt and lost and I finally realized the ministers’ advice was all messed up. Not even God would want
me to continue living like this. After sixteen and a half years of tears, one night I had him arrested,
thrown in jail, and I filed for divorce the next morning. When I called my mom from the courthouse, all
she could do was cry and say, “Thank God!” That was back in 1989. Wow, has my perception of life
changed since then!
Back then I thought I was a victim. I believed in marriage for better or worse, or worse, or worse. I
believed that if I divorced my husband, I would die in hell ( and I’m not even Catholic). Today, I know
better. Are you beginning to see the difference between Believing and Knowing?
Today so many of us are caught up in our belief systems. I am not saying it is wrong to have beliefs, but
when we overlook and ignore the true knowing from within, then maybe it is time to take a strong look
at what we believe and why. When we allow ourselves to get out of our heads and into our hearts, we
see the world through different eyes.
That’s where the attitude we talked about earlier comes in. Our attitude is the way we perceive and
respond to any given experience. Did you notice I said respond instead of react? Responding puts us in a
place of being responsible instead of reacting which can be a quick action to any given situation. Then
we add choice to attitude, and wow, what a great combination! We can choose to be offended, hurt or
angry with a situation or we can choose to look at things from another perspective to understand our
experiences. We can get out of our heads and into our hearts. Out of our heads where the programmed
tapes or beliefs play over and over again and into our hearts where we start feeling what we truly know
inside.
By Cathy Kline
Read Article Below:
"When Your Beliefs
Cover up
the Real You"
"When Your Beliefs
Cover up
the Real You"