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Motivation & Inspiration

Self-Help Revolution Needed

It’s time for a self-help revolution. For real.

On Thursday I attended the #TonyRobbinsTour in Portland (read my review here) and was honestly appalled. Since speaking out about my experience, I’ve received nearly 200 comments/emails and messages from people who’ve had a similar experience. Not ONE hate message (which honestly shocked me!).  

So this is what I learned, and why I believe the Universe pushed me to endure twelve hours of that nonsense. 

1. Self-help needs a serious shake-up! We are hungry for something REAL and authentic, and it is definitely NOT at these money-making, scam events. At least not for many of us.

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Motivation & Inspiration

Tony Robbins Tour Scam

Tony Robbins Tour Scam

Tony Robbins Tour, why you should save your money and skip this marketing scam!

I’ve been pretty excited the past week or so, in anticipation of seeing the king of life coaching, LIVE and in person. I’ve watched him on Oprah, and known of him for longer then I’ve been in the self-help game. I haven’t read his books, but watched enough of him on TV that I felt fairly sure of what to expect at todays National Achievers Congress, aka #TonyRobbinsTour.

Boy was I wrong. 

The company that puts on this event, Success Resources America claims to have done this for 18 years. How is that possible? After the shitshow I lived through today, I find it hard to believe that this company is still in business let alone putting on events that people PAY to attend.  read more »

Motivation & Inspiration

I Never Thought I’d Be An Activist, Maybe This Is All My Fault.

I never thought I'd be an activistI never thought I’d be an activist. Like Never. Maybe this whole election mess is all my fault. 

I’ve never been shy about sharing my opinions on anything, don’t get me wrong, including politics. But I was by no means an activist. And, I’m a little ashamed to admit, I subscribed to some mainstream beliefs that activism was for extreme liberals, trying to change things that were basically “okay.” I didn’t, NOT support activism, I just was a passive bystander, grateful that someone else was out there doing the work. I’d support here, and there. I’d post about election stuff when it got too blatant to stand silently, but I didn’t take it THAT seriously. 

I NEVER in a million years thought he would become the President of the United States, and so… I, like many liberals I know, stood by, not taking the whole thing too seriously. We voted. We even encouraged people to vote and posted pics of our “I voted” sticker. We might of told people who we voted for (Hillary obviously). We felt we’d done our part. And to our defense this might have flown in every other election of our life time.

But then we watched, with our jaws on the floor, as the unthinkable happened. 

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Hustle.Believe.Receive. My Stories

Mentors Changed My Life

mentors changed my life
My copy of #HustleBelieveReceive signed by people featured in it and my mentors.

My mentors have changed my life.

It’s because of their willingness to have truthful, tough love, heart to heart talks with me that I’ve been able to get past my hang-ups and elevate to the next level. Whenever I’ve felt stuck I’ve turned to them and they have never let me down.
Today I was lucky to have lunch with one of my mentors who four years ago told me to get off my ass and write my book already. He told me to get over my “I’m not a writer” hang-up and just WRITE IT! He actually told me then that he’d not talk to me until I came with a copy of my finished manuscript, and he gave me a deadline. I met that challenge and handed him a bound copy of my first book attempt four years ago.
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Dating

Fix My Life… It Just Might.

“You train people how to treat you”.  I heard these words tonight watching a show on OWN (Iyanla: Fix My Life with Evelyn Lozada)  and they gave me instant chills.  I’ve heard variations of them before and know how true a statement like that is.  Yet still I find myself repeating the same patterns in relationship after relationship (friends, family, co-workers, whomever).  And every time they go sideways just like the one before I dissect the pattern, and it’s always there.  And every time I blame myself, and wonder why I can’t fix it. Why I can’t make whoever it is see the real me, see my heart, appreciate the good I do, love me. Chose me.

I hate myself a little more every time.  And find it harder and harder to pick up what’s left of my disappointed, battered self and go back out and do it all again.  Because someplace deep inside I must not really believe that statement.  The one that says I can expect better.  I can demand better.  I can train better.  If I really believed that statement then that would mean I could control and change the outcome which my “logical” self knows is true, but which my soul doesn’t believe is worthy.

The failure that comes with every time this pattern finds it’s way into my life is overwhelming.  Its the one thing I never “win” at.  It’s like being caught in ground-hog day, where over and over I put myself out there, and in the end they always chose someone else, and turn on me.  Every time. And then it hit me…. so much of our present is based on our past, Iyanla said.  And in writing my memoir recently I could finally see where those patterns come from. And knowing that is earth shattering for me and feels even more “un-fixable” but also like there’s now an official starting point.  The one I’ve spent a lifetime running from.

One thing is clear, it’s time to stop running.  Time to put a stop to this cycle of self destructive patterns, time to find a new message to send out into the universe.  Time to expect, and then get more.

 

 

Sarah Centrella is the author of the book Hustle Believe Receive which teaches you how to apply the #HBRMethod to change your life and live your dream.

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Dating My Stories Relationships

Fairies.

sarah centrella's kids
I believe in fairies.
I know, I might be a little old for such things, but I can’t
help it, I do. I believe some people are put on this earth just to spread a little kindness and sprinkle our lives with their magic. Show plain goodness to those of us in desperate need.
I have yet to comprehend what it is that makes them:
Care.
Give.
Love.
Respect.
Support.
Listen.
Be there.
Unconditionally they lend their ears, when no one else will
be bothered to listen.
Wrap their arms around you when a hug is the most needed thing imaginable.

Show-up when you’re prepared to go it alone.

When you least expect it, but need it most…
They call. Or text. Or email. Or Facebook. Or Tweet. Or
write. Or say…
I am here.
I believe in you.
I think you are good.
I see you trying.
I support your efforts.
My life is better because you’re in
it.
And every time. Every, single time. It takes your breath away. Because they are not the norm. They are not the status-qua.
They are the exception.
In a world when no one is afraid to be openly rude. When people go out of their way to hurt you. Try and break your spirit. Tear you down.
These precious few, these little fairies…
Sprinkle our lives with love, appreciation, kindness and a little magic. They make you want to find a way to be worthy of their devotion and loyalty.
They make you never want to lose their trust. Make you strive to be the person they must see.
Maybe the only way to be worthy is to pass it on.
Is to strive to be a glittery little fairy yourself.

 

Sarah Centrella is the author of the book Hustle Believe Receive which teaches you how to apply the #HBRMethod to change your life and live your dream.

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Health & Fitness

Face Yoga; Exactly Like the Law of Attraction

Car face yoga, gotta love it.

OK so I really love a good analogy or example. I’m kinda simple when it comes down to it, so I appreciate when I’m taught something in a language I can get my head around. Which leads me to the conclusion that the Law of Attraction is exactly like Face Yoga.

Stop laughing. (Well actually keep laughing because it works well for both).

No but seriously, they are really the same thing.. OK maybe not, but face yoga is the perfect example to use when trying to explain how to apply The Secret. 

Case in point: A few months ago I saw this wretched picture of me in my “relaxed face”.  I was at a UCLA basketball game that just happened to be the national ESPN featured game of the week (I had no idea!).   When the game was over my phone and FB blew up with everyone wanting to know why I was either:
A. Constipated.
B. Pissed off, or
C. Would smiling brake my face?

Sarah Centrella on ESPN
My famous “relaxed face” yeah um it had to go!

 

Sarah Centrella face yoga
Face yoga saves the day!

This all came as a cruel shock to me because I had no idea that’s what my “relaxed face” actually looked like.  I was appalled and devastated and immediately made a spa appointment for a facial. I told the chick rubbing oil on my face what had happened and that my face was suddenly feeling like an anchor was pulling it to the floor.  She explained that this sensation is called aging. I told her to fuckoff and that I’m NOT old.

And then I went home and goggled how to lift this bitch without surgery! Which brings me to face yoga…. I found this amazing technique where you literally train the mussels in your face to turn that frown upside down! I could care less if it looked ridiculous on the YouTube videos, or if I felt stupid doing it.  I fully believed that, at worst it couldn’t hurt my falling face, and at best would do what it promised.. lift it back up.  So every day in my massive commute I could be seen making crazyass faces to myself  in the rear view mirror.  I’d smile like a cracked-out prom queen at truck drivers, in this exaggerated ridiculous smile (see photo of today’s practice). It felt soooooooo idiotic let me assure you!!! I felt probably more stupid doing face yoga then anything I’ve ever done, and I do stupid shit regularly!
face yoga
“cracked out prom queen” action

But everyday my face started feeling better and it felt less sore (yes your face actually gets sore from working out!).  And then I took it a step further and started catching myself whenever I was in a “relaxed face mode” to turn that into a regular smile.  And then you know what?… about six weeks after starting, my son says to me tonight “Mama you always looked mad before, so why are you smiling all the time now?” I had to explain that this was just my new “relaxed face”.  “So you don’t think I am always mad at you”. Which he is smart enough to totally appreciate.

OK this is just getting more humiliating all the time

Then I realized that it’s the exact same process with the Law of Attraction.  You start with what looks like a hopeless situation, something that seems impossible to fix with something as small as “doing the opposite” but you do it anyway.. and little by little you see the change.  Until it stops becoming work, and you realize that your automatically doing it without even trying and that you actually changed your outcome.  I call it fake it till you make it.  This is the most exact example of that. I’ve been faking a hugeass smile for six weeks, and then tonight without even thinking about it, I naturally was wearing one with no thought or work involved.  It just happened.  See how that works? Same concept with the LOA, always.

If you want to test this theory out, and see for yourself what a difference your thoughts make and how you can become conscious and aware and change behavior patterns I challenge you to do face yoga.  It’s easy, you can do it anywhere and anyone can do it.  No excuses (and your face will thank you).  It’s a great physical example of what we are trying to mentally achieve when we play soccer with our thoughts.  Plus you do feel better when your smiling all the time, I mean how can you not?

So the point my long story and moronic pictures are trying to make is that sometimes to change a habit you gotta be willing to look like a total ass. You gotta do it even when everyone around you is probably gonna make fun of you to your face or say your crazy behind your back.  You’ve gotta be willing to just put in the work, every day. Start being aware, and when you are then it’s so much easier to correct your bad habit and soon the new one will take it’s place.  And then you can tell them to kiss your ass, because who’s smiling now???

it’s a work in progress…

Get my drift?

Yep this is what I do everyday!

 

Sarah Centrella is the author of the book Hustle Believe Receive which teaches you how to apply the #HBRMethod to change your life and live your dream.

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Health & Fitness My Stories

Random Awesomness…

seattle rain
Pitch dark at 3:00 PM smh …

Oh holy hell, I’m about to make the most random post of all time. But let’s face it living in Seattle away from all my friends in a place that is dark all day long and NEVER FUCKING STOPS RAINING, has made me go slightly crazy! It’s seriously messing with me. I’m so damn bored. So I thought I’d share my ridiculousness with you, mainly to entertain myself because my kids are gone for a week and I have no friends… so here goes.

Checked the mail today, which I probably do bi-monthly, unless Izzy remembers, cuz for some reason she’s obsessed with it and thinks cool stuff actually comes in the mail (my children are so deprived) …anyway… Checked the mail and to my surprise two very cool things actually did come in the mail today. Poor Izzy missed them (which made me instantly depressed for her).

Cool thing #1. 

An envelope stuffed with hand written letters from all the kids at Kanen’s old elementary school Barnes in Beaverton Oregon. It’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen in my life and the poor kid wasn’t here when it came.  (Maybe I’ll resend it in the mail and have them check it next week…hmmm). I opened it, and immediately start tearing up. It’s so sweet and so sad and makes me miss our friends back home.

letters
soooo sweet….

 

Cool thing #2.  

The most hilarious birthday card from my uncle which made me laugh/cry at the same time. Which is great to know I still have both emotions so readily available to me whenever I might need them (why the fuck am I NOT an actress? It’s a legitimate question…) But it is kinda randomly awesome that at my birthday dinner on Saturday night my friends were all trying to convince me to pass-out drunk and get a tattoo (I’m not making this up, I actually have friends whom I adore, who believe this is a sound plan for MY birthday night out!). Needless to say it didn’t work. I’m much too stubborn!

If you’re my Facebook friend….then you already know, nuf said!

Oh then something kinda sad and great also happened when I was driving home from work today (prior to checking the mail… sorry I’m all out of my ADD med’s and it’s making me a little …. ADD). My ex-husband called to personally tell me he’s getting married (to the women he had our-marriage-ending affair with) in like a week. Holy fuck. Yeah it was weird. Caught me off guard as I’ve basically never had a conversation with him in the last three years. Was crazy.  There was even a moment where he started telling me about his day just like old times, then caught himself when he realized he hadn’t actually talked to me in three years. Awkward. But when I asked him if he was happy and said “congratulations”, I was even more shocked that it gave me a lump in my throat, when he said “yes”.  Then I thought Where the fuck is the justice in this world????

 So that was unique about today….

And to top it off I decided I needed a cocktail after such an oddly liberating/depressing convo with my ex, so I went to sushi alone and had three beers when I meant to have one.

Beer and sushi, what more is there? After you get news like THAT.

And then I tried to go super-couponing which is challenging after three beers. So I wound up with enough smores fixens to feed a football team, or an entire campsite.

A few potential problems I can see as my buzz starts to wear off:
A. There are no decent football teams in Washington.
B. I would rather die then go camping, even if it did mean I could make a legitimate smore.
C. I only have a candle to roast the marshmallows on… and oh yeah
D. I HATE SMORES!!
OMG I’m exhausted. 
I do think the shampoo was a wise investment though.

10 bags of marshmallows and 10 packs of candy-bars… WTF Sarah?

And then I came home and Googled face yoga because I’m too poor for Botox and am sick of looking like this…

Everyone’s all “why did your face look so bitchy?” I’m all “WHAT are you talking about!? That’s my normal face!” UGH.

So I sat on my couch and texted my girlfriend that we should do drunk face yoga together while watching trash reality shows on TV.  Which she was happy to do because she understands that I’m mostly pathetic but also hilarious when I’m doing drunk text cometary on reality shows….

*doing this every day on my three hour commute in mad traffic and poring rain… my face is gonna be fit as fuck! So that about sums up my day… it was mostly average. Welcome to my little hot-mess train wreck. (please don’t judge me). 

If you liked this post you should read: “Who said you should never drunk dial???” That will totally raise your selfesteem!

 

Sarah Centrella is the author of the book Hustle Believe Receive which teaches you how to apply the #HBRMethod to change your life and live your dream.

Follow on social media: Instagram | Twitter | Snapchat | Pinterest | YouTube |Periscope @sarahcentrella

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