Erica J. Girth

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February 22 2012...

Afternoon. It is beautiful here today... warm and breezy. It was not as warm last evening, at the one place where I will knowing be cold and take it happily... there is something about a soccer field, that puts me at ease... much like the ocean and dancing... my place of peace. 

I started thinking about the past and how far I have come. My life was not always so clear. I was a very affluent personal trainer/exercise kinesiologist and enjoyed working with athletes, from all over the world. My intuitive eye and senses, made my work thorough. It still does, just in a different ways. 

I got caught up in a body image cycle, that almost took my life. I remember the day when I decided, that I wanted something more. My path to clarity was very different in nature. It had to more to do with beauty... inside/out. I studied, researched and explored the possibilities. I sat in for paintings and hopped to Miami to learn technique, from the best instructors of dance. I implored homeopathic remedy, natural foods and a color scheme, that could not hide anything. If it did not appeal to me passion wise, heat and interest, it was not for me. Any external substances to alter me in any way disappeared... except café... there is something about a beautifully done cappuccino, that is amazing. 

 Speaking of... that is how clarity began. When first starting, a sister of mine gave me a gift card to one of my favorite local shops. Our deal was, no matter where or when or what I looked or felt like, the first thing I had to do in the “morning”, was go there and get a cup of coffee. I agreed... and eventually... a couple of years down the road, at the same shop, I met a mentor, who assisted me very intensely, with keeping on track. It was a journey... even the darker sides have beauty. 2 years clear and things are still so new. I like it :-) ... and the things I can do with my brain and body, are amazing!

I had someone ask in session, how to get out of bed in the morning. I told my story of cafe’. Step outside... you never know what life awaits you...

~xErica