How Do You Find Your Inner Champion?

putting mums first, mummy2mumI recently watched the TED talk by Rita Pearson entitled Every Kid Needs a Champion and it got me thinking. As a teacher I’ve been an encourager, advocate and champion for many kids, often with amazing outcomes. But it takes a lot to champion the kid that everyone else has given up on.

The trouble with that kid is that their self belief has begun to reflect the attitudes they see around them; resentment, rejection, disappointment and an expectation of failure. The toughest time I ever had in my teaching career was when I refused to give in to this kind of negativity. I clung to the belief that change was possible even when everyone else had lost hope.

And I won’t pretend it was easy.

It stands out in my memory as one of my toughest challenges. I poured myself into affecting change for this boy –  it took every aspect of my social, emotional and professional knowledge to influence his behaviour, attitude and engagement.

It was a relentless struggle.

I cried.

Tears of frustration; at my own limitations, at his provocations and at the overwhelming task ahead of me. I was in a state of exhaustion before I saw a glimmer of change. But that glimmer was enough. My energy would surge and my hope would revive.

At the end of that year I received a Christmas card which said:

I cannot express how grateful I am that you came into my son’s life. You have brought out the boy that I knew was under his layers of problems. From the bottom of my heart thank you!

This is what a champion does.

They believe.

They persist.

They walk beside you when all others have gone.

And they change lives.

Finding the Champion in You

When you find the champion within yourself you begin a journey.

A journey that is often painful, challenging but always transformative. Because when you champion someone else, even when they push you away again and again, you learn the true grit of what it means to believe in something greater than yourself.

You believe in them.

And believing in someone else is one of the greatest gifts you have to give.

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Have you found you’re inner champion?
Or do you remember a teacher or coach who was your champion? I’d love to hear your story in the comments!

 

 

Here’s a Simple Writing Exercise that Helps you Discover your Why.

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A bio poem is a great way to get creative about YOU!

When I’m trying to find my focus and tap into the deeper motivations that drive my dreams, it helps to have some simple prompts. This is why I love writing a Bio Poem.

Since starting my new business as a copywriter at Stella Polaris I’ve had to become very attuned with my why. It’s important to know what your motivations are and then set goals to achieve those dreams!

Writing a Bio Poem

A bio poem is a simple way to share your hopes and fears, dreams and desires using sentence starters as prompts. As a teacher I always used a bio poem with a new class at the start of the year; it was a great way to get to know students. I’ve adapted the bio poem format here for myself, and increased the number of lines. But it’s flexible and you can change what you like!

It’s hard to write about yourself, so this poem is perfect as it provides creative prompts to get you thinking. Don’t forget to download the template to create your own!

Here’s my Bio Poem

Lisa,

Mother, wife, sister, friend.

Enthusiastic, intuitive and excitable.

Wishes for a self-cleaning house!

Dreams of living on the ocean,

Loves snuggles whilst listening to the rain.

Fears a boring life,

Is afraid of water slides!

Believes in gut feeling.

Wonders if she’ll ever win Monopoly?

Hopes to be the guiding light of content creation.

Plans to improve women’s health through the written word.

Nurse, teacher, copywriter, blogger,

Stella Polaris.

Brainstorming Your Bio Poem

I always brainstorm lots of possible answers before I commit to the one I will use. I could probably add a new answer everyday depending on how I’m feeling! The format below is the one I use to generate my ideas. Once you have some words and phrases to work with, start arranging them in sentences using my example above.

Use this handy PDF to print your own template.

Write Your Own Bio Poem

Prompts

Answers

Your name
 Lisa
3-4 personal roles you have e.g. mother, wife, friend
 Mother, wife, sister, daughter, friend, confidante
Words that describe your character traits
 Excitable, changeable, enthusiastic, creative, intuitive, talkative, friendly
What do you wish for?
 Dogs that don’t drop fur! A thermomix. A self cleaning house!
What or who do you love?
Children, family, husband. Snuggles in front of a movie when it’s raining
What do you fear?
 Spiders, loss, boredom, repetition
What are you afraid of?
 Heights, bungee jumping, kids leaving home
What do you believe in?
 Karma, gut feeling, leading by example, love
What do you wonder?
 If my kids will live overseas. If I’ll win monopoly (unlikely)!How long till I’ll be a published author.
What do you hope to achieve?
 To stand out as an amazing wordsmith.To be a guiding light in empowering people to create great content.

To spark creativity in others

What are your plans for the future?
To make a difference to the loves of women by writing content that moves them to self awareness.
3-4 professional roles you have e.g. bookkeeper, business owner
 Writer, teacher, nurse, entrepreneur.
Your name or your business name
 Stella Polaris ~ Words that Shine

Changing Times, Changing Identity

blog women and idenitytThe Elusive ‘Writer’s Voice’

When I started my blog here at mummy2mum in November 2014 I wrote for the sheer pleasure of it! Blogging carved out a space and place for me to reflect meaningfully on my experiences and share those with others.

I had read that successful bloggers found this elusive thing called their ‘voice’.

Where do you find your voice? Can you fast-track it like an express delivery service?

The answer to that is No!

Your voice as writer evolves slowly over time, but it is dependent on one key factor – personal growth.

I have been writing for many years, but mostly erratically.

I would write a poem for a 50th birthday, a speech for a wedding and eulogies for funerals. I would sporadically keep a journal, usually at times of personal upheaval when my brain was overloaded and chaotic.  But blogging changed all that.

The Beauty of Blogging

Blogging brought routine, commitment and awareness of the writing process. I made time to write.

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I became aware of the creative process, the feeling of being inflow from brain to fingertips, as the words sped onto the page. I learned to let my heart speak uninterrupted  before letting my head edit, critique and rationalise. I gave myself freedom to write about whatever inspired me, whether that was PMT, bikini bodies or motherhood.

And slowly a small community of loyal readers expressed their emotional connection with my writing through comments, shares and likes.

Comments like this one from Growing Up KaterTot  have helped shape my writing journey:

I am so deeply moved by this post. I have a long way to go before my daughter reaches her teen years, but I often wonder if I’m even going to know who I am at that time. Right now, my identity is “P’s mom,” and I wouldn’t change it for the world. I’m pinning this on my own personal board today. Hoping that I’ll remember to look at this down the road when my little one has grown.

I realised that when I wrote with passion, vulnerability and explored those areas of conflict within myself it evoked either laugher, tears or sometimes both, and readers connected with me. Now I didn’t set out to have this effect, but I understand that my best writing, my most intuitive creative posts are exactly those pieces.

The pieces that are written from the heart and speak to the soul.

My Voice, My Place

As a writer I have found a place where I want to stay a while, to linger, exhale and explore.

That place is where I write most fluently from the heart, where I am authentic and allow my mind to expand, create and connect with everything that I am.

That place is an exploration of identity, motherhood and the creation of  an abundant self.

And it’s redefining my blog here at mummy2mum.

So What’s Changing?

In defining my voice I’m carving out a new place and space for my writing.

Mummy2mum will have a new direction, purpose and vision.

Many of you who know me personally have heard me talk about wanting to help women ‘find themselves’. This is my core mission here at mummy2mum.

I want to explore the challenge of creating an independent identity as a woman whilst giving so much of yourself to others; the challenge of an abundant self!

I have made small changes to my website to reflect this focus, so that new readers will understand my mission, vision and values.

What does this mean for my current readers?

More of the passionate, heart-felt posts that you all respond to with such enthusiasm! And less of the recipe posts, less of the ‘how to’ parenting posts and more about your journey as woman & a mother!

I hope you’ll enjoy the new feel to mummy2mum. She’s found her identity at last.

My Top 3 Favourite Blog Posts of 2015!

top posts 2015It’s a tradition in our family to pick our Top 3 favourite things – Top 3 favourite holidays, Top 3 favourite dinners, Top 3 favourite movies and so on. So it seems only natural that here on Mummy2mum I’m going to follow in that tradition and pick my Top 3 favourite blog posts of 2015.

When I sat down to write this today, I thought it would be quick and easy, but what’s the fun in taking the easy option?

While reflecting upon the year that’s been, three words jump out at me:

Challenge, change and choice.

I love to find themes that connect things, so I’ve chosen my top three posts that reflect these themes. I hope you enjoy.

Challenge

The year began with challenge.

Welcoming in the New Year surrounded by good friends was a greater blessing than we knew, because for one of our dearest friends, it was to be his last.

Like a thief in the night, brain cancer stole a little more of him every day. We said goodbye in March, and these were my words for him: You.

Change

This blog was born of change.

A deep, yearning to hold on to that maternal connection between a mother and child.  The change from dependence to independence was accelerating at a pace I just didn’t know how to keep up with and it frightened me.

The theme of change is central to many of my posts, but none articulates it more beautifully than this: The Narrative of Motherhood: Letting Go Whilst Holding On.

Choice

The beauty of choice, the agony of indecision.

It’s a constant dilemma, but as a Gemini I’ve always lived like this; torn between many possible futures, all of which sound exciting! This year I tried to do a bit of everything; teaching, writing,  training, parenting, nursing, cooking, entertaining, networking, business building and counselling. By spreading myself too thinly I was rarely present in the moment, always thinking about the next thing.

A return to the girl I was in 1988 helped remind me of the woman I want to be in 2016: Where Love Grows.

My Affirmation For 2016

Thank you to the many followers, readers and supporters of Mummy2mum during my inaugural year of writing. It has been a wonderful experience that has opened many new doors.

In 2016 I am making the choice to be present in the moment, to seek adventure and take risks and to live life with passion and purpose. I hope you’ll join me.

Wishing you a fun filled New Year!

 

Bikini Body v Bikini Mind

free your mind At 43 years old I’m wearing a bikini for the first time in 15 years! Let me just say that again –

I’m wearing a bikini in public!

It’s summer here in Australia and that means one thing – swimwear season! This year I made a commitment to myself – that I would wear a bikini. For the last 6 months I have been working hard to achieve mind and body transformation; my challenge was to be bikini ready for Christmas – it’s a goal I visualised myself  achieving.

But the reality is a little different…can you ever really feel bikini ready?

Can You Ever Feel Bikini Ready?

Like so many women I have felt ashamed of my body, embarrassed by the lumps and bumps that document my pregnancies and the wobbly bits that used to be firm. I certainly won’t blame pregnancy for the gradual gain in weight, I’ve proved to myself that it’s a convenient excuse .  In truth it’s been a love of the good times, of drinking, eating and socialising that has added the extra kilograms over the last ten years.

I’ve been saying for a long time ‘I’m not ready to wear a bikini’, ‘I just need to lose another (enter any number here)’ and ‘Maybe 40 is too old for a bikini’.

But this myth is washed away every time I go to the beach.  How is it that some women exude confidence, sex appeal and empowerment in a bikini, whatever their size?

It’s clear that it’s got nothing to do with having a bikini body, but a bikini mind.

Shedding The Emotional Kilos

It seems to me that external change doesn’t  equate with internal change.  Losing those extra kilos will change your body shape, but if it doesn’t change your mental shape then it’s as if it hasn’t happened. Marc Manson tells of a guy who lost over 100lb but never really lost that weight emotionally:

His perception of himself was like the Titanic: he had…put the pistons in reverse, but the thing was hardly turning. And emotionally, he was still hitting the iceberg. …[I]n his head he was still that same fat guy. He still had shame attached to his body…despite his ripped biceps and his shiny new abs.

Marc Manson’s  ‘Shut Up And Be Patient’.

This year, for the first time I have lost the emotional kilos as well as the physical kilos and my mental picture has shifted.

I don’t have the bikini body that I imagined. That mental image was created after years of media saturation with thin, toned women who have that elusive thigh gap!

Shape Shifting

The desire to measure myself against the perfect bikini body has receded (not gone completely, but it’s fading out).  I have strength I never had, muscles in places that used to be soft and a growing feeling of ownership over my physical form.

The notion of ownership may seem strange, but reflect on this – 

During your teenage years you are at the mercy of your hormones, developing a size and shape that is beyond your control, there’s only a few years respite before pregnancy imposes a new shape, reconstructed again in the post-partum years, compounded with further pregnancies and before you realise it your shape has been morphing beyond your control for long time.

Shape shifting in this way left me vulnerable to measuring myself against the ‘ideal body’ and always feeling inadequate. Now I own the changes in my body, I’m defining my own shape for the first time in many years.

Bikini Mind

I’m wearing a bikini not because I have a bikini body, but because I have a bikini mind.

I perceive myself with strength, health and vitality, and I’m not afraid to show that to the world. That doesn’t mean to say that I don’t have my moments of doubt, years of conditioning can’t be undone in 6 months.  But 6 months of positive body attitude has given me the confidence to accept my imperfect self.

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Own The Change You Want to Achieve

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Often the biggest challenge I face is self-doubt.

I have so many aspirations, dreams and passions, but I doubt my ability to realize them.

Notebooks overflow with my ideas, but it is Doubt that keeps them cocooned within the pages; Doubt that whispers ‘stick to what you know’; Doubt that says ‘it’s too risky’.

I feel as if I’m teetering on the edge of a precipice, to step back is to give power to my doubts, to step off  is to believe in my own power.

The power to change.

Transformation

I’ve been embracing 6 weeks of change on my Mind & Body Transformation Challenge, and that has ignited a spark within me, the spark of self belief.

I can change when I commit with passion and purpose to my vision.

Changing my body has been a great; I’m stronger, leaner and healthier, but changing the way I think has been profoundly liberating. Through personal reflection, research and positive connections I’ve started to change the  toxic habits that were barriers to my success.

Knowing and understanding myself has enabled me to tap into something I didn’t know I had; my own innate  power! It might sound like a cliché, but you have to own the change you want, or else it doesn’t truly belong to you.

I own the change I have created.

And this week I’m about to make another change; I’m stepping off the precipice!

I have an opportunity that both excites and terrifies me; up till now I have been giving power to my doubts by doubting my power to succeed.

Today I accepted that opportunity and stopped doubting my power.

Do you experience self-doubt? What do you do to chase the doubts away?

Sign-up to follow Lisa at mummy2mum to see where this opportunity takes her next!

 

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Floating Without An Anchor To Identity

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The feeling of losing myself has been a pivotal experience of motherhood. I have lost myself in the love, the wonder and the daily grind of bringing children into the world and making a family.

So consuming is the experience of motherhood that I didn’t even know I had lost myself. It wasn’t until my children found their sense of self outside of me, that I knew I was floating without an anchor to my identity.

I knew that I was the not the same person that had started out on this journey 15 years ago. She is a memory, an echo of me.

As I float in the space between knowing who I was, and finding out who I am, I feel a great sense of anticipation.

 

 

Lisa is participating in the Advanced Fitness Mind and Body Transformation program, and finding herself to be stronger and more determined than she knew.

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The Narrative Of Motherhood; Letting Go Whilst Holding On

letting go while holding on to teensI’m living a contradiction as a Mother of teens; I’m letting go whilst holding on!

I know that I’m not getting the balance right because there are times when I’m holding on so tight that my children feel like a life line.

How do I even begin to let go?

Holding On

I’m holding on to the threads that I wove during my years as a Mummy. The long cuddles, the kissed fingers, the laughter and tears that have created a blanket of mothering spun from threads unique to me and my children.

As they enter the teenage years that fabric is worn thin; it’s been wrapped around their shoulders as they tossed and turned with fever, it’s cushioned them from hurtful words in the school yard and comforted them in the dark of a sleepless night.

These last few months have found me patching and repairing it, but the blanket is unravelling.  I’m desperately trying to hold it together, while my children are throwing it off, emerging from my maternal cloak of protection. Independent. Separate. Grown.

And in the silence that surrounds me, a question forms.

When did mothering become smothering?

My approach to mothering is fulfilling my need to nurture, hold and protect, but is it still serving the needs of my children?

Letting Go

My boys are becoming young men and their needs are changing.

This change was the prompt that began my blogging journey 12 months ago.

A year on and this journey has led to a defining moment.

The moment when my narrative of motherhood had to change, adapt and grow.

I need to write a new story.

When we are no longer able to change a situation – we are challenged to change ourselves.

Viktor E. Frankl

Time is relentless, and the boys are growing up. I cannot change this.

What I can change is my myself.

Transformation

The ultimate culmination of growing up is the move from dependence to independence; the transition from relying on others to relying on yourself.

As a Mother I also need to make that transition.

I can’t continue to create a sense of self based on my children.

I want to grow with my children, in love, connection and independence.  This means discovering and re-forging my own identity outside of Mum, in much the same way that they need to find their identity outside of being my child.

I need to become independent of my children.

Who am I when I’m not Mum?

I’m really not sure yet, but I know I want to find out.

 

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Words Of Wisdom For Your 16 Year Old Self

teenage  girl mums wisdomDear 16 Year Old Self,

You are beautiful, slim and amazing.

I know you don’t believe this yet, but I want to show you why you should.

Body Talk

That body you constantly criticise, and think hateful thoughts about, looks pretty damn amazing to me! I’d swap my lumps and bumps for yours any day of the week!

If I could share a single piece of advice it would be this;

Stop comparing yourself to other women.

Your body is yours to love, cherish and nurture.

It has the power to bring two amazing people into this world; and they will change your world forever!

Be present in the moment of your 16 year old form and relish all that it can do for you!

Now Lets Talk Boyfriends

I know you’re having fun with your new boyfriend, but he’s got to go!

Those harmless requests that he makes will become a series of toxic controls that will seep into your psyche.

It cannot be a happy relationship if you have to;

  • Ask his permission to see your friends
  • Report back on who you spoke to after a night out
  • Justify why you were speaking to other men
  • Apologise for wearing sexy clothes when he’s not there

If you would only believe that you are worth more than this, you will blossom.

Begin to love yourself more, and you will stop settling for less.

Do you remember that boy you met on the boat? Well, he may have broken your heart last Easter, but he’ll mend it again in a couple of years.

He’ll be back and he’s a keeper!

 Own Your Own Choices

You have 2 fantastic parents, and before you say it, I know they annoy you!

But you’re the first teenager they’ve ever had, that makes you the test subject! Believe me, parents are making it up as they go along!

Do you remember when you were arguing with Mum about sleeping at your boyfriends house? When she said;

Where did I go wrong?

You took that so personally, thinking that she thought you were a disappointment. But she wasn’t seeing you as her failed child. She was blaming your short-comings on herself.

That’s what Mothers do. They love, nurture and hope for the best for their child, but sometimes that child seems to deliberately obstruct that process.

I wish you’d listened to Mum, she had news for you;

Don’t base your self worth of your ability to be desirable to men.

She knew it then, and I know it now.

You’re worth more.

So my lovely 16 year old self, let me leave you with these words of encouragement;

Love wilfully, pursue truth stubbornly and dream wildly but,

know your own heart before giving it to someone else.

With love,

L.

 

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This post was created in response to a prompt from the Friday Reflections link-up, hosted by Janine Ripper at Reflections from a Redhead and Mackenzie Glanville from Reflections from Me.

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