Waking up in Nashville – Project Me post 1072

Apr - 13 2015 | 2 comments | By

It’s day 5 of my dream trip from New York to Dallas. I haven’t done so much walking in years, but we literally walked New York. We saw two incredible theatre productions and took in as much as we could. It’s an incredible city. 

Last night we arrived in Nashville and I felt my whole world become brighter and stronger. As the plane wheels touched down I felt my heart soar … I made this happen! It’s a whole new level of manifestation for Project Me and last night I kind of walked through the streets of Nashville in a daze. It was so much to take in that we went to bed at around 10:30.

My first blink this morning and I felt a tear roll down my face. I woke up in Nashville. I made a dream come true and it’s not even country music time yet. I said thank you to me and to the universe and to me all over again. I’m in awe of the power if manifestation and feel so ready to create so much more. 

I’m struggling to find wifi … It’s far less accessible than I thought it would be, so sorry it’s taken this long to touch base. Will definitely post in Dallas …  

           

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Traveling with a hundred hearts – Project Me post 1071

Apr - 06 2015 | 2 comments | By

My clothes are all scattered on the fold out couch, important papers tucked in with my passport and airline ticket and sleeps are less than a handful before my #NYtoDallas becomes a reality.

11 months in the planning and being the girl who turned my passion for social media into a career, I haven’t been able to stop thinking, that when I first started Tweeting and sharing my Project Me story into the CyberVerse, I did it because I wanted to show people that it’s possible to live by the philosophies that my business partner and I use as the Foundation of Lifeology.
When I started blogging, I was still getting my business of the ground, spilled the beans about everything from my struggles with weight, to money to boy. Entwined in that have been my plans and dreams and the things I’m most passionate about and I was posting country songs, shamelessly, from the very beginning.

So, by the time I started to talk about one of my biggest dreams in the pipelines, I had already created the most special bonds across the social networks and shoved country music in people’s faces that it was hard to ignore my story. I booked the tickets for the Academy of Country Music, Party for A Cause in Dallas almost a year ago and I haven’t been able to contain my excitement. Between my love of cowboys and country music, I held myself back most of the time, because I didn’t want to be that annoying girl who over shared.

Well, that didn’t last too long, when the time ticked closer and plans heated up. Once I started to know which artists would be performing, the excitement exploded and I started to slap it all over the place. We never know who hides our posts or silences us online, but from the likes and comments, it’s so very obvious to see who rally’s around to support each other online.

Can I just say that the support and shared excitement for my trip has been overwhelming.

hearts traveling project me.jpgI have been completely overwhelmed by the people who have showed excitement for my trip. It’s happened in the supermarket, at the beginning or end of meetings, from people I haven’t spoken to in ages and some I’ve never spoken to before. I’m receiving Tweets and Facebook posts from people who don’t know much about country music, but they thought of me when they saw something. Everything from pictures of cowboys to recorded snippets of country artists on the Ellen Show … recorded straight from their TV sets.

I am touched, overwhelmed and so blessed to have the excitement of so many people to share this with and my wish is that it show as many people as possible that it’s worth dreaming BIG!

Two more sleeps and I’m on my way. I will be doing updates on my Twitter: http://twitter.com/jodenecoza on Instagram at @jodenecoza and right here, so I hope you continue to share in the adventures with me as they unfold.

Image: https://www.heatherkincaid.com

 



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What to do when a dream becomes reality – Project Me post 1070

Apr - 01 2015 | no comments | By

“Be mindful of your words!” That’s all I have uttering to myself since I noticed the number of times I heard myself say, “I can’t believe it!”

Honestly, for the longest time, I couldn’t believe it, but then I started to notice the chaos that stood between me and one of my biggest dreams come true. It’s one week away now and all fell perfectly into place, after I settled into the reality that I am worthy and powerful enough to manifest whatever I want.

Well, let’s rephrase that … when I am standing in Dallas, with Luke Bryan, Miranda Lambert and over 40 of the best country music singers a few meters away from me, I will know I can do ANYTHING!

If you’re new to my story, in a nutshell, I’m a ridiculously huge country music fan, in a country where most people don’t know who George Strait is and think country is Dolly Parton and Kenney Rogers, or worse  … Taylor Swift!
For years I have imagined what it would be like to see one or two of my favourite singers or bands live. I would ponder on which one I would choose, knowing I had one shot at turning that dream to a reality. Of all things, I never doubted that I would see at least one and whenever I wrote a bucket list or imagined my biggest dreams coming true, country music was always there.

I bought my tickets 11 months ago … wow, I remember how I pondered and how special people in my life eventually had to push me to do it, and now I’m rushing to finish the last of my work and buy a warm coat for New York, because that’s where this dream begins.

Here’s the real cracker and the point of this story: I’m not seeing one artist or band. I’m going to the biggest two day country music festival that the Academy of Country Music has ever hosted. I’m going to be seeing 50, yes FIFTY artists, spanning the 5 decades of the awards. That’s beyond incredible. That’s no wonder I was saying, “I can’t believe it!” so often.

It’s been a battle to get everything together, from funds running out because I’m an entrepreneur and that’s how life goes, to passport drama at home affairs. I’ve had glitches in the business and had a few people questions if it’s the right time to be going … I’ve had every reason to rethink this and know there will be other times, but there won’t.

Be selfish!!
Hold onto that dream with all you’ve got. Get to that point where you realise that letting go will do more damage than holding on. Know that you aren’t alone and call on the people who will hold everything up while you go out and get what you know you deserve. The moment I did that, everything started to fall into place. I’m not even guaranteeing that things won’t fall apart while I’m away, but I have absolute faith in everyone around me and I’m doing it anyway!

Scream, Dance and sing Hallelujah!

project me dreams come true Literally!!
Years ago I went to a seminar by Mike Dooley, who founded Notes from the Universe. I was in awe that day and the one message that suck was, “do your woo hoo’s”. He made us say them out load, heart and soul.
I believe that the universe works purely on vibration and even when (if) we prey, it’s the energy that is sent out there and not the words. From that day, I have been very conscious of my energy and for years, I had to force the dance of joy of the screams of gratitude, but I did something. Even with the smallest achievement, I would sneak into the bathroom (public ones at times) and cover my mouth while I did a silent scream of happiness and gratitude. It would invigorate me and I can only image the vibration I sent out into the Universe.

Call me crazy, but that’s why I believe I manifested this dream come true.

Dream bigger!!
It’s like getting the gods online and having their full attention, while you are in the midst of pumping belief, pride and knowing into your world, so while your vibration is high and you are floating on clouds, savouring what you have had the power to manifest, ask for more. Ask for loads more.

I’m not sure what I will plan for my life after I returned from this once in a lifetime, tick off the bucket list experience, but I know it’s going to be huge. It’s going to involve more for my business, my financial life and my bucket list is going to explode. It’s going to take Project Me to another level and it’s going to redefine what I know I want and deserve.

Don’t compare the size of the dream!!
Yes, in my world, this is huge, but it’s the smaller achievements that drove me to this. It’s the dream of having my own business or working in the social media industry or that trip to Cape Town, buying my first designer handbag and standing in Tuscan after I watched Under the Tuscan Sun a hundred times, that got me to this.

It’s not the size of the dream that counts, but the amount of energy that’s launched into that scream of gratitude into the universe of the exhausted collapse onto the floor after dancing all of my gratitude out into the world … it’s that! It’s my formula and I truly believe it!

Of course, I’m going to end with words from a country song, by Lee Ann Womack …

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin’ might mean takin’ chances but they’re worth takin’,
Lovin’ might be a mistake but it’s worth makin’,
Don’t let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to sellin’ out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance….I hope you dance.
I hope you dance….I hope you dance.



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How to fail with pride – Project Me post 1069

Mar - 27 2015 | 2 comments | By

It might have been the day I walked through the burned shell of my business, escorted by a fireman to collect my appointment book so I could make calls to my clients and tell them that their beauty treatments needed to be put on hold, that I had my first real taste of not being prepared to fail. It’s the one memory that launches itself at me when people call me brave or tell me that they admire my life story.

I remember that day so clearly. My business was in the bottom section of my family home and on the 1st of August 2004, while having lunch with a friend about 10 minutes away, my mother called to say the house was on fire. Dashing to the car, I must admit that I imagined a small fire in one of the rooms, but when I was just leaving the shopping mall and could already see the smoke, reality hit …

My dad was sick for so many years and had to live on oxygen, so there were tanks throughout the house. Of course, the firemen would never have known that. It truly was a miracle that no one was harmed when the first oxygen tank blew, but it’s impact was so massive that it shattered windows in the block of flats behind the house.

The next day, I waded through black water and debris of my wellness centre and not for one moment did I think that I was going to call those clients and cancel them. I just needed time to find a different place to continue my business. Only one went somewhere else. The rest waited a few days and had pedicures in odd places while I found somewhere to relocate and start again.

I must admit that I did think that was the natural reaction for everyone, but as I’ve started to turn more of my lessons into teachings, I’ve truly started to empathise with the fear that haunts people and puts the breaks on.
I’m currently back to being a student and doing some amazing work with Vangile Makwakwa called Wealthy Money, through her book, Heart Mind Money. It’s not the first course I’ve done about money and improving my relationship with it and myself, but the patterns are the same. We begin as 10 eager people and only two or three of us get to the end of the course. Some of my closest and dearest friends have started the work with me and not completed it.

I can only image that it’s because the fear of getting started and failing at the changes they hope to make for themselves doesn’t materialise or the emotional ties to the work will be too much. Any which way I look at it, the fear of failing is like an anchor entrenched into the deep ocean of our uncertainty about life’s support for us and our own personal strength while on the path to self realisation.

le chat sasha (ne sachant pas chasser..)Here’s my confession.
I’m not brave at everything! I fake braveness really well, but I’m in a space of petrified procrastination, alongside everyone else. It may be easy for me breeze through a course, where I face my past and look at my personality but I have finally been sighed by a publisher to turn my dream into a reality and write my Project Me book. I’m so afraid, that I haven’t signed and returned in to him yet … nearly a month later.

I’m stuck! I’m afraid! I’ve made my life too busy to find time to write! I’ve ignored the free time I have and I’ve curled up into a ball under a safe, shady tree of blissful nothingness.

BUT, that’s not what I’m here for. That’s not what you’re here for!
Try anything … that’s how to fail with pride. You know the stories of all those people who tried umpteen times and failed. Everyone has a copy of a Richard Branson book somewhere in their lives. Everyone has a positive quote stuck somewhere in their reality or in their mind, but not everyone is brave enough to just try something.

It doesn’t have to be something big even. If you climb one branch, get stuck and need to be rescued, you will still be further ahead than you expected yourself to be. Read one line a day .. write one line a day. Just do something.

This is what I am currently doing to help me through the writing process: I keep a book with me and I write down Project Me lessons that pop up or examples I would like to use in the book. It’s all scribbles and to be honest, it’s already plotted out, because the publisher approved the overview of content, but my ego still needs time. That’s okay, because with each note I scribble down, I’m affirming to myself that I know what I’m saying and I’m ready to do the work. Each bit of effort I put in, even if it’s one random sentence I jot down, is another brave branch that I climb up on the way to the top … and if I fall, I will always know that I did it from a brave height I climbed all by myself!!

Now you …



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Shut up and listen to what you say to yourself – Project Me post 1068

Mar - 22 2015 | 2 comments | By

I’m in the process of manifesting the biggest dream of my life. Sometimes I think that’s a complete exaggeration and I need to rephrase that, because there are many more dreams that I have, but then I realize that in the moment, I truly is the biggest one.

It started 10 months ago, when I bought my tickets to the biggest country music festival, halfway around the world. I’ve dreamed of this since I used to listen to Willie Nelson playing on the tape player in my mom’s bedroom, when I was getting ready for school. I have had lists of country singers that I have wished to see, with all my heart and soul. I was always trying to decide who I would go watch, if I could only pick one, but now I find myself heading to a concert that will have 50 YES fifty country music artists, spanning half a century of music.

I can’t believe it!!

That’s the fatal mistake right there. It’s been chaos in the build up to the final plans for the trip. Passport, airline, planning drama and financial glitches all started to feel as though they were standing in my way. I’ve also had personal and business issues creep up, that could potentially put a damper on this incredible manifestation.

Then one day, I caught myself saying it. I listened to the number of times I said, “I can’t believe it,” when referring to the trip.

When my dad passed away, I spend years explaining to my mom that I believed he didn’t see us from the other side, but he and all other Universal Unseen energies, don’t see us. They purely feel the vibration of the energy with which we act, speak and feel. I tried to get my mom to see that when she felt happy and grateful, when positive energy bounced from her, into the universe, that’s what my dad would feel. It’s a simple analogy, but it helped her.

I forgot how much I needed to remind myself of it and that statements of disbelief, even though they are referring to the manifestation of something great, is still not the right vibration into the universe.

Things started to go very wrong and I even had a friend ask me if it was not maybe the wrong time to be going on the trip. It’s the only time! This is beyond a once in a lifetime opportunity. This is the time.

How to stop the chaos?

I literally started to listen to my words when I spoke about the trip and had to catch myself each time I could feel my energy shift and my lips about to utter the words of disbelief. It was a conscious, effort filled process, but with each time I shifted the disbelieving vibrations of the words into deserving affirmation of my passion and worth, things started to fall into place.

That’s just one example of the places in my life that I catch myself using negative words for positive experiences. We all do. None of us focus on the power of our words, how the body holds onto them and how we confuse the universe with one intention, when we describe it with another.

This is one of those things you just have to try for yourself. Listen to how you describe and exciting moment or happy life event. Are you also in disbelief or overly grateful, because you didn’t think you deserved it? It maybe seem positive, but is it really?

Sssshh … listen … rephrase … and watch so much fall into place!



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