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New podcast! 25 in the Rear View – Quarterly Review

 

Hi Friends! Can you believe this? I have recorded 25 episodes of the Great Big YES! podcast!! What??? I figured this monumental occasion required a review…a looking back.  So this one is just me talking, no guest, nothing fancy, just my heart and my gratitude. Also, some silly stories that may or may not have to do with anything. I’m just so grateful to y’all for listening in.  And HUGE shout out to the guests who willingly said YES! to sharing their stories.  I am forever changed by your courage and honesty.  It has been an honor.

I am taking April off from podcasting.  So I figure that is a great time for y’all to catch up on listening!! 🙂 I KNOW there are a million and one podcasts and more coming every day…you are thinking…I don’t have time for this!! My mom said (Hi Mom!) she waits until she has a good block of time to listen so some are in the que.  I get that.  I love a podcast on a walk or a long drive or on the treadmill or maybe in the kitchen if I’m cooking (like that ever happens) or doing dishes (every 3 days or so).  Or feel free to put your feet up, your headphones on and enjoy this one with your cup of coffee or your glass of wine.  Whatever suits you. 🙂

In April, I plan to read, write, listen, sing, dance, draw, study, soak, chill, laugh, celebrate, enjoy and exhale. Isn’t that a good plan? I’ll be traveling a little in real life and probably a lot in my head. I need some dreaming time. How about you? What are you dreaming about? It can’t always be go, go, go, create, create, create.  Sometimes you really need to soak in the world and it’s people and FEEL it. Ya know?

So picture me virtually hugging you.  Like, squishing you and thanking you and smiling so big because I CAN’T EVEN BELIEVE I HAVE A PODCAST. But it’s cool. No biggie. As a wise person once said, “Sue, calm down, act like you’ve been in the end zone before.” (I’m in Texas now so football references are all there is. Literally.)

Thanks for listening. Thanks for allowing these stories to change you.  Thanks for making room for the Great Big YES! in your life. I’ve got some ROCKIN’ people coming on in May so take this time to catch up and please join us when we are back.  Let me know what you think, what you want to hear, how God is meeting you here, if you would like to share your story, if you have an idea for a guest, whatever. FILL ME IN FRIENDS. I don’t want to be out here in podcast land like the lone ranger. I wish we could all have a roundtable discussion.  EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US. Would it end in song? In Holy Spirit tears? Dancing? What would be your favorite thing to talk about?

I love you. That’s all. I’m grateful. I’ve been changed. Who right now is thinking of Wicked? I am. I have definitely been changed for GOOD.

Praise God. Amen. xoxoxo

 

In the New Year, I Will Wear Jeans That Fit

 

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I was trying on jeans the other day.  I found a box with a bunch from years past and I tried them all on.  Every brand was in there.  And every size. All the styles…skinny, flared, boot cut, boyfriend, ripped, cropped, light, dark, stretchy, bedazzled.

They represent all the different phases of my life.  There is the young stage, the mom stage, all the sizes up and down the pregnancy years, the fancy going out jeans, the run around town jeans, the ones you wear with your boots and the ones that can handle heels. Some have been tailored to fit like a glove, others hang low, hand me downs from my husband, ripped and torn and way too roomy.  Some have paint splats from my days of painting furniture.  Some are ripped on purpose, others from wear.

There is no other item of clothing that I love more.  Jeans are my jam.  I feel like myself in jeans.  However, I’ve realized that more times than I care to admit, I have worn jeans that make me feel “not myself”.  Trying on all of these jeans the other day, I realized I’m ready to move on.

I’m not saying I won’t keep them. I will pack them away in a box to pull out when I feel like reminiscing.  I will think of them like a living, fashion photo album.  I will love them and appreciate them but I won’t long to be in them.

I have grown up.  I am wiser and a little wider.  And it’s okay if they no longer fit.

In the new year, I will wear jeans that fit. I will put them on like a comfy blanket and I will be warmed.  I will wear them like a boss with my boots and my big blingy Texas belt buckle.  I will wear jeans that make me feel like me.  The real me.  The 46 year old me.  The one who is brave and kind and thoughtful.  The me that understands where she has been and is joyfully expectant about where she is going.  The peaceful yogi me and the silly, loud, singing at the top of her lungs me.  The me that likes to eat and hike and dance and laugh and travel.  The me that mothers teenagers.  The me that humbly understands how small I am.  The me that knows what needs to be done and can do it.  The obedient me. The rebellious me. Flaws and mistakes and successes and all of it.  I like it.  I own it.  I love me.

I have earned this confidence.

You have too.  You’ve earned the right to shine in whatever fits you.

Let’s do this.  Let’s strut together out into the world.  Confident and courageous. Bold and strong. Let’s show our daughters what aging really looks like.  I can see it now and it’s beautiful.

A bing band of women, walking together arm in arm, worthy and beloved, comfortable in their skin…and their jeans.

© 2015 Sue Bidstrup, Great Big Yes™

 

 

My Joy Story

stars light up the night. big Texas sky covers us graciously. tucking us in for a story. campfire burns. we stare. mesmerized by light and warmth. notes play as voices sing. sharing loss and desire. we understand each other.  universal stories. contentment.  joyful noise.

he reaches out for my hand as we walk. stomach flutters. unsure of what’s next. heart beating in my throat. hoping he’ll tell me who he is. what he loves. where he hurts. eager to be let in. listening intently. story unfolding. joy coming.

bright lights. lots of people. noise. doctors racing. nurses talking. my feet are cold. searing pain. fear. hurry. worry. wait. wonder. why. there will be no cry they say. do not be afraid. clean out mouth and take away…trusting. listening. it’s okay they say. scared. mom? who is here? what time is it? so much pain. hear a cry. relief. tears. laughter. joy delivered.

big tree with tire swing. golf carts and trampoline. bikes against the fence. hoop too high for me. brother lifts me. leaves crunch. hide and seek. running. pool. stories. who said what. who did what. who do you like. where are you going. friends.laughter. long lazy days of summer. joy remembered.

entering in. unrolling my mat. chanting om. movement. breath. meditation. inner journey. awakening. light. calm. peace. community. safety. wellness. health. grace. prayer. new life. joyful freedom.

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These are just some of my Joy Stories.  I have asked God to give me more joy in my original design..more joy in who He has made me to be…more joy in my unique story. I’ll be looking back and looking ahead with joy this year.  I will be praying for eyes to see and ears to hear the joy that is around me in the present moment.  I will be celebrating the way joy continues to show up.

Joy is our birthright and our destiny.  We must claim it.  Own it.

Do you see it? Did you feel it? Can you remember it?

Where do you find joy?

Let’s tell that story.

We were filled with laughter, and we sang for joy. -Psalm 126:2

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