The End of the World and Pretty Nails

I remember the first time my friend Joy messaged me about Color Street and the way she followed up quickly with, too much?  I remember thinking “Is she serious right now?  The world is ending and she’s talking about her nails??”  I, on the other hand, was very busy fighting trolls on social media, reading books about social injustice and saving the world one insurance policy at a time.  Little did I know that just a couple months later, I too, would be obsessed with doing my nails.

It’s a very strange thing how Color Street has started to take over my life.  I don’t want or mean to be the “pushy sales lady” but some days I would see someone in my feed and think, “OMG!  She would love this!!”  The excitement is overwhelming.  I love the ease of doing my nails.  I love the no waiting for my nails to dry and no smudging.  I love the price and convenience.  

And I love that everytime I look at my nails, I feel pretty!!  

So what does this have to do with the world ending??  Well let me take you back a couple of months….

August 1st, the day before I signed up to sell Color Street, was the two year anniversary of my dad going into hospice.  Although he didn’t pass until August 9th, that day he went to hospice was the last day I spoke with him. (Find the Tribute to my Dad Here)
August 1st was the day they came in the ambulance and wheeled him out and I knew that this time he would not be coming back.  Every year, and sometimes randomly, that scene replays in my mind. 

This past year I woke up feeling worse than the first year.  I spent the day in bed.  I ate cookies for breakfast.  I cried.  I cooked.  I felt guilty for eating cookies.  I calculated my calories.  I went back to bed.  I ate veggies for dinner and tried to rationalize my cookies for breakfast and remind myself it’s ok.  

Me and Dad ❤


I made it through that day.  So August 2nd, I woke up a little lighter and feeling better.  

I signed up for EVERYTHING!  

I quickly and bluntly let my Color Street upline know that this would just be a hobby!  I just want the discounts!  (HA! Ask my leaders what they think of that statement now!)  I quickly started selling to friends and coworkers.  I couldn’t shut up about Color Street and how easy it was.  I started an instagram and threw myself into learning everything I could about marketing and Color Street and building a business.  I felt consumed and excited to learn something new! 

Plus, it wasn’t insurance!  This was actually fun! 

Here I am two months later and I’m quickly hitting my sales goals and building a team.  I started to feel like I was living in a bubble and ignoring the world around me, and I kind of was.  But in this last week or so, I really started asking myself why?  Why do I feel obsessed?  What is it?

So last week, as I was dropping off an order to my cousin, we started chatting about it.  “This is changing lives” my cousin Amanda said, and she was right!  I realized that it is!

In a time of COVID and isolation.  In a time of social justice and all the negative we see in our feeds, this is positive!  This has brought me and several of my high school classmates together!  It’s a distraction and a positive outlet!  It is making women feel good!  

Last week alone I had a friend order a set that I mailed out in a card.  Little did I know I would receive a text from her about how she had been feeling down and some sparkly nails, a cute sticker and a handwritten note were just the right combination to make her day!

So yes, maybe it’s “just about nail polish” to some, but to me it’s about lifting people’s spirits.  It’s about empowering women in business and making them feel pretty!  It’s about handwritten notes and spreading the love to unify us all in these trying times.  Because in the end, love is all that really matters!  (and maybe some sparkly nails)


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Prince’s Ea’s Video about Labels

So a friend of mine, Wendy of Wendy Jane’s Soul Shake, posted this video on Facebook last night.  I am already a fan of Prince Ea, but I was yet to see this video.

Prince Ea is a rapper/spoken word type artist.  I love his videos because they are very thought provoking and inspiring.  He started the  “Make ‘SMART’ Cool” movement and you can find more info on him here or you can just watch the video below and decide for yourself.

I really enjoyed this video.  I hope you do as well.  Feel free to comment below or share with others.  Thanks for checking this out!

 

 

India Arie’s Christmas with Friends Show in Boston

This past Sunday I was fortunate enough to go to the Christmas with friends songversation in Boston with India Arie.  India does not call it a concert or a performance, it’s simply a songversation.   She recently released a Christmas album and is doing a Christmas tour.  When I first got to the show I was excited and nervous.  With the combination of the holiday season, PMS and my mother’s genes I was feeling very emotional!  When India came onto the stage, she started with her prayer and sang I Am Light, the lyrics were so healing.  It was like therapy. Reassurance.  I am not the things I have done or my past mistakes.  She spoke to my heart, telling me to let the past be the past. It does not define me or who I am.  I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks.  It was like I had been holding my breath and finally I could release it all.  Let out the old carbon dioxide and take in fresh air!

The room, filled with so many different people.  Every shade and hue from a milky white to a sweet caramel and  a deep dark rich chocolate.  All gathered in one room.  One purpose.  To listen to India’s voice, her message, her WORDS!  As she sang the classic “Favorite Things” from the Sound of Music to The Christmas Song while weaving in many of her hits from over the years.  I thought to myself, she could sing a death metal song right now and make it sound like rainbows and unicorns to my ears.  It was like I could see the music notes dancing throughout the theater.  As I looked around to see the multitude of different people, every color of skin, every shape and size, bald headed, curly hair, short, tall… there was at least one of everyone in the room… It was pure beauty.  It was like the Benetton ads from the 90’s.  Every single person smiling, crying, singing, healing!  It was an overwhelming feeling of PURE LOVE!  With the hate, the fear, the violence going on in the world these days it felt amazing to be a part of this moment.  To be in that room full of love for one night was so healing!!!  Even more comforting  was to know that I could share that moment with my son.

At 17, my “Pooky Bear” ( a name I made up to embarrass him but it never works because he’s too confident) doesn’t like to hang with Mama bear too often.   Somehow over the years of listening and singing (not so great) to India’s music, he too has become a fan.  As a mother, it was my joy and blessing to have the memory of that night with my son.  The show was amazing!  India was and is amazing!  I know, I know, she is a woman like me, but she can sing much better so I gotta give her props for that.  It was a great night.

When we had first arrived and waited for the show to start, we looked around and discussed the fact that there seemed to be such a strange crowd of people and how some didn’t seem to fit in.  We even joked about the fact that the older white lady who had come by herself and was sitting next to us would be me in about 25 years. However, by the end of the night it all made sense.  This group of fans may look like they don’t fit, but over all they had much more in common that one would think.  To limit this crowd, as being brought here because they are India fans barely touches the surface. To be present that night and feel the peace and unity as the audience sang along to One.  To realize everyone in this room had so much more in common.  On the outside we were all so different, but together we all shared a common spirit of humanity, love and peace.  In that moment, in that theater, it was felt.  For that one night  we forgot about all the fear, the pain, the hate and violence going on outside.

As we drove home that night my son and I were talking about the show.  I wish I could describe that overwhelming feeling of love.  It felt as if my heart was pouring over with love.  As if I could no longer contain it.  India has a song called Soulbird Rise and refers to her fans as “soulbirds”.  The best way I can sum up the night is with this poem I wrote.

Let me be your soul bird

Together we will fly among the clouds

Let me be your soul bird

We will rise above the crowds

To speak our truth

Our voices heard

Our message strong and loud

One love that grows

One peace to show

One step to take

Towards Unity

Cause that’s our common ground

Let me be your soulbird

While at the show India mentioned that she had recently written several essays and encouraged the audience to read them and comment.  I found it very interesting that she talked a lot about the power of words and how we use them.  I have started reading her essays and encourage you all to check out her page. (Soulbird.com)  I’m not saying this just because I am a fan of her music, but I am a fan of her message and her words.

It’s funny that this was a Christmas show, yet reading over my blog, there is no feeling of Christmas.  I don’t talk about sleigh bells or presents or Santa anywhere in here!  For me, no matter what holiday you celebrate, it’s about being together.  It’s about sharing memories, laughter, food, friends, family and love.  The show that night, for me, was about creating memories with my son.  Everyone gets so wrapped up in the spending money, buying gifts, making sure everything is a certain way.  Maybe that is what the show was supposed to do. Remind everyone to take a break from the stress, the chaos in this world and just create a positive memory.  A feeling of love.

Wishing you all a Merry Christmas or whatever you may celebrate!  Peace on earth!