Faith, Estrogen and Entrepreneurship

Uncategorized

As I am writing this blog post it is in the early morning after my attendance at a Girl Power tournament loooong weekend, the Always sponsored “Run Like a Girl Superbowl Ad” with the culminating event last night about women entrepreneurs. To say I’m on estrogen overload is an understatement. I’m having so much estrogen fighting my testosterone that I feel like I need to punch something and eat raw meat to bring balance to my universe!

WHY?

Why does being a “woman” mean you have to be a back biting mean girl?

Why does being a woman mean you have to NOT “run like a girl”?

Why do woman entrepreneurs have to lose their faith?

Those are the three MAJOR concepts I’m contemplating this morning!

1) MEAN GIRLS – they are everywhere, at every age and will never be eradicated from this earth. I choose to confront them, head on like a charging Mamasaurus!  Send me a forest full of “letters” and “warnings” – I could use the toilet paper. You know I’m ultimately right. I never fight unless I am. Silly – you will learn that.

2) Are you kidding me? That’s the best you can come up with Always? Really? PATHETIC!!!! Women lose confidence at 12 because that’s when the mean girl bullying about appearance (6th grade!) and when most girls start menstruating. So that’s your subtle advertising? Urgh!!! I might have been more impressed with it (doubt it!) if it was at least sponsored by Nike, Reebok or another athletic company.  Do I dare ask, “What if I don’t want to run at all?” Oh yeah there I go again – too deep…

3) FAITH – wow don’t know how I didn’t shout out how upset I was at the nervous laughter when a panelist derided my faith last night. Oh yeah, it’s allowed because it’s open season on Catholics in the U.S.? That’s right I’m a Roman Catholic. Very proud of it! So panelist, when you talk about the “Sisters of Mercy” that is a special group to me. The fact that you are “bragging” about your mentorship of them and using it as a punch line made me want to punch something! As I was with a new friend of faith and her friends from church, I didn’t want to make a scene so I got up and left, went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. It was not as feminine an exit as I had hoped (I’m not used to a skirt ok?) and my return was markedly noticed and I walked as gracefully as I could, with my skirt tucked into my pantyhose! Yeah – that’s me! Thankfully a nice woman pointed this out.

Back to FAITH – see I had just be subjected to almost 90 minutes of “local woman entrepreneur experts” testimony on what made them successful.  I never heard one thing about FAITH. I had just written a note in my leather bound fancy idea journal (I felt like a Jr. High girl passing notes!) to my new friend, “How come they are afraid to talk about FAITH?” and then it happened. God made apparent. Literally 30 seconds after she acknowledged she was thinking the same thing – the nuns issue came out, the nervous laughter and then the panelist’s quote, “They think they can just pray and make it happen!”

Well my new friend looked at me, her friends from church looked at me and went, mouth agape, “Oh my goodness!” You just wrote that!”

 Yup – welcome to my world “sisters”!

Stay true to who you are. Pray if that’s what you do, meditate if you like, or just be still. The ONLY one you listen to is your breathing. Listen to your God. You KNOW what to do. Have confidence that you are faith-filled, wise and disciplined enough to hear it. Be ready to listen…

Advertisements

DONATE LIFE

Uncategorized

PLEASE SIGN UP TO BE AN ORGAN DONOR! I have one friend alive and playing with his children because of a donor kidney and one that is no longer on this earth due to none being available. My heart is heavy today with the memory of the latter and news of a freind just now needing dialysis forever because he is ineliglble for the “list”. You can’t take them with you PLEASE give the gift of life!

Love, Mamasaurus

http://posthope.org/rick-bartlett/journal

http://www.donors1.org/

http://www.organdonor.gov/becomingdonor/index.html?gclid=CjwKEAiAoo2mBRD20fvvlojj5jsSJABMSc7jPwZeF1ht1q9b8QjP-1S5T4_58S6wJeKsId5H_akCqxoC0j3w_wcB

You’re Wearing That?????!!!!!

Catholic, disabilty, hockeymom, leggings, motherhood, OTE

Dear Women and Men and Those Who Don’t Identify with Gender at All,

Perhaps this comment is to you sitting there in the comfort of your warm surroundings on your iPad, or maybe you’re a poor young woman, struggling to buy appropriate clothing for your job on a tight budget, sitting at a library PC or on your smartphone, or you’re not – anyway you are seeing this – I want to give you permission to wear what you feel comfortable in and not let anyone, HEAR ME, anyone tell you differently.

I’m so sorry that society has turned on you – you beautiful creatures of all shapes and sizes. I’m sorry that my daughters (and sons too) have to guard everyday against the hatred that women (and men who want to be comfortable and/or push the conventional fashion envelope.) face every day: The dreaded comment, “You’re Wearing That?????!!!!!”

Who freaking cares? Really – think about it. Women, children, PEOPLE are being slaughtered, raped and beheaded worldwide and you are worried about someone telling you your a@$ looks fat?

Come on people – we are better than that!

Love to you all!

Mamasaurus

In response to and linked to Author KGB with gratitude:

http://blog.timesunion.com/ontheedge/poll-should-women-wear-leggings/59622/comment-page-1/#comment-796125

http://www.justkristi.com/2015/01/took-break-social-media/

To Be or Not To Be – that should never be the question…

Catholic, hockeymom, motherhood

Happy Epiphany!

Yup today’s post is about revelations.  Revelations AKA Epiphanies are extremely important as you travel this journey called life.

Quite a few friends are journeying with me. Unfortunately, many will be let off at the next stop. Neither they nor their baggage are welcome on my journey.

Hockey is never about hockey to me. Hockey is about teamwork, about working together to achieve a common goal, or even just to find one true friend; it is NEVER about hockey.

I never have played ice hockey, or street hockey, or even roller hockey. I’m a poor skater that grew up with hand me down figure skates and the luck of knowing a farmer with a pond.

My husband loves hockey. So do my children. He grew up in Utica NY, skating on the flats and playing shinny hockey. He is an average skater, a decent shot, but a fabulous coach.

Recent events caused by parents (Ones that mind you that were never really athletes!) on a team that will not be named, has caused the love of hockey, working with young people and just being on the ice to cease to be fun for him and by my love for him, me too. That is not cool.

No one should ever be forced to be. No one should be forced to be who they are not.

Epiphany…

God bless,

Mamasaurus

Two Degrees of Mamasaurus and Pope Francis

Catholic, disabilty, hockeymom, motherhood

Wow! The extended Christmas weekend is winding to a close and I’m just moved by the love I’ve been a part of over the past 2 weeks.

Looking at friends’ Christmas and vacation photos have moved me, but one specific picture of a dear friend’s Christmas photo in front of her tree moved me deeply.

See, she has been a friend of mine since she was a child. Her parents brought up the Holy Eucharist at my wedding.

Rewind – my parish closed in 2010 and was merged with another. It has been a painful and difficult journey and I’ve felt like a spiritual hobo on a tramp steamer called the USS Fuller.

So I’ve had lots of different friends, many not of my chosen faith help me on my journey. However, none have helped me as much as our new Holy Father Pope Francis.

Raised by a mother who did not agree with Vatican II, a convert father, and coming to full communion through Confirmation into the Roman Catholic faith at age 24; my journey, like a lot of things I have and will continue to do, was not easy.

When Pope Francis, a Franciscan, was selected, I was overjoyed as a Siena graduate, lover of Saint Francis of Assisi’s works, I felt encouraged more than ever by Pop Francis’s words, but most importantly, his actions.

Today I tearfully found out that this dear girl, now a mother herself twice over, has a beautiful daughter with severe health challenges.

Rewind again, I recently also discovered a great hockey dad I know was a Roman Catholic too! I have wanted to take a pilgrimage to Philadelphia in September of 2015 to have an audience with Pope Francis. I think a cheesesteak eating selfie would be amazing and totally doable with our Holy Father!

So back to my friend, well, she told me today her daughter has been very sick since birth was in the ICU in an Italian hospital.

She told me in her despair and praying for her daughter’s health and her strength a commotion was afoot and into the ICU walked none other than Pope Francis.  She told me how he embraced her and her husband and that she felt as if he had known them their whole lives and acted like just, as she put it, a “regular” guy.

So if I lose my “bet” with my friend, that’s ok. I would much rather have Pope Francis comfort a mother that needs it than waste his precious time eating a cheesesteak with me.

I have my 2 degrees of separation, and that’s fine by me!

Mamasaurus Saves – How I Found Happiness Through Disability

crockpot, disabilty, hockeymom, motherhood

Dear Friends Far and Wide,

After 10 years of a drastic life-altering paradigm shift, from busy working mother of 4 in 2005, to a seat in bankruptcy court, I had my own December 2013 epiphany – stop listening to what others WANT you to do and listen to what you and your family NEED!

After 10 years of journaling, I am finally ready to take a leap of faith…

Listening to my life’s needs and not necessarily financial ones – I have rebooted my life from a technology integration job taking me away from my family, my faith community and my health – to the only career that should have ever mattered to me – faith-filled wife and mother.

Drowning in debt, poor health and unspeakable physical pain, I quieted myself through prayer, mediation and even yoga, to a life of savings, volunteerism and family with focus on philanthropy!

Although financially bankrupt, in danger of losing our physical house, we refocused on our children, our home, our faith and giving back to others and in the process found true happiness.

Please look for my book – Mamasaurus Saves – How I Found Happiness Through Disability –  Coming Fall 2015

Happy Birthday Hubasaurus

hockeymom

Dear Hubasaurus,
It has been 30 birthdays that I’ve spent with you today. How did THAT happen? I’ve seen you grow from a young athlete just out of college and in a new career, to an amazing husband and now an amazing father, coach and friend – almost ready for retirement!

We have not always had it easy, but you’ve always been by my side through it all. Thanks for helping me create the Fullasaurus Five and being my husband. Best wishes for many many more years of love, laughter and a lot of craziness!

Love always,
Mamasaurus