BB Webb as BB Webb!

Exploring the Possibilities

I’ve moved!!!!……in SO many ways…. February 29, 2012

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Here’s hoping to hear from you soon.

To all good things.

BB Webb

(photo by Laura Stone at Artstar Photography)

 

Ride that wave cowgirl….you’ve earned it! July 9, 2011

‘This or better’ says I… and better is streaming in…

but that’s a choice.

We’re moving forward with our tv pilot.

My newly assembled team is sharp and on point,

I’ve found a new potential business partner who understands my vision for the land behind Carl House and we think similarly….each with our own talents…

love is in the air in all directions with time for a vacation!

Now, that’s some damn manifesting….and 2012 not even here yet.

A breath in each moment….it’s all coming and going, coming and going…

And as the old rises and shows it’s fear spots, I breathe again and realize I have a choice in EVERY moment.

‘And so it is’…’and so it is’ I remind myself.

Hot summer in Georgia….an event with 227 people at my venue and me here with rum and tonic with lime….enjoying the evening and the newness that surrounds me.

Good. Very good. Ride this wave cowgirl….and don’t, please don’t fence me in!

And tomorrow, coming on like peaches ripening. As it does.

BB Webb

 

It’s all new….let it be new….it’s all new. June 12, 2011

A band came to play at Carl House last weekend. As the owner, well, it’s not considered kosher to hop into the middle of the dance circle and rock out….but I am a dancer….I was maybe born wiggling and moving fresh from the womb. I need action and movement. And I feel action and movement coming after a long winter’s…..hmmmmm, sleep is not the correct word, but after a looong winter’s having to PAY ATTENTION in ways that don’t come as naturally to me.

But I’m smart and capable in ways, perhaps moreover, tenacious as hell….learning when to yield and not drive every moment, opportunity, urge, feeling that pops forth. Perhaps, to wait a breath to receive a bit more, allow things to softly come to me.

Perhaps you are similar….I suppose I was born a warrior type and acting other ways takes a tremendous degree of mindfulness for me. So, I practice breathing, waiting, seeing what it’s like to let things come to me a bit, while others initiatives I know need my urging….and this I can do easily….it’s how I’m made. Not everyone sings to my same tune and I’ve grown to accept these differences….not to take them all so personally when people don’t glean to this energetic of mine. I’m clearly NOT for everyone. Are any of us??

So, the band that visited Carl House last weekend, Brookwood Split, they have been on my mind, especially the Pointer Sisters song they sing, ‘I’m So Excited,’ as I am….excited….about all manner of things creeping into my view.

I find my sitting high in a high rise in a North Carolina city, appreciating the sun, the time to think, my electronics surrounding me (ahhhh, my new iPad….ooooh the joy), my phone and computer….I can spot check my business, gather all manner of information from around the world, download books, music, communicate with my friends and take pictures to document my journey if I choose. And, to write, book ideas, tv thoughts….business plans. I need this time to visualize as I know when I do, lovely things evolve. Always. ALWAYS! Or better.

As music plays in my ears, it inspires me, to move, yes, physically, but more, to move the ideas which have been and continue to hummm in my ears…..stories are taking shape as is my body which I am plying with new moves, teaching it to do new things. I’m eager to learn to sing better, perhaps new dance classes to see how else to coax my body to move and express what’s inside. I’ve planned a dance party at Carl House next Friday after our wine pairing dinner (please join us)…and I hope we have a crowd ready to romp and play….as I certainly am and this time, the owner WILL rock the dance floor.

‘I’m so excited, I just can’t hide it, I think I’m going to lose control and I just might like it.’ That’s right…losing control is where true creativity blossoms and I’m birthing all manner of explosions. The right time, the right scene, partners be they business, friend or love partners…..there’s just no limit to what any of us can do, create, imagine, manifest, conjure forth or reckon.

I have new eyes. I really do. And they are seeing through my lens clearly. I take nothing for granted and appreciate ALL that comes my way.

It’s my choice….and I’m focusing on all good. Ooooh, this or better God…Universe….THIS or better, please.

So, yes, I’m so excited….and I just can’t hide it…..moving forward with ideas, a big heart, lessons a plenty to guide me. It’s time to dance, create, and damn, have some fun…..

….trust me on this one. And, it’s totally up to you, up to me. You can do it. So, together, let it be new….and let’s get excited!! Travel to new places and baby, let it happen, go on, abandon of the safety zone. Go on now….do it!! I’m there with you! Lead with your heart, use your mind and know, for certain, that in your own way, YOU are perfect!

These ladies know what I’m talking about…..go Cristie, Nika y Natalia!!

With love,

BB new eyes.

 

It Started with A Teal Circle… June 11, 2011

Drape me please in teal

….in the middle of a luscious brown cement floor. I love discovering new spaces which FEEL right to me.

I walked into the Athens Salon and Spa and was immediately inspired, by the colors, the decor, the product line (Bb shampoos and conditioners), the jewelry and the entire business model which each practitioner demonstrated will skillfull savvy and warmth.

I’m in North Carolina…have been all week….I’m on a transformative journey….finding my way, the manner in which I want to spend my days….how I might coax a new feel, a new look, a new body, a shifted outlook. And, it’s been fun. I’ve hired a trainer who’s helping me to season some muscles who really love to stretch and play.

More on this blog later, but for the moment, a teaser….I met some new friends before leaving Georgia….at a hair salon where I was again exploring a new look….away with long tresses, they just aren’t me…..sassy and shorter is me.

Below, one of the lovely hair goddesses, Ami, bedecked in peacock tatoos and so much more, and Elizabeth, in the hat, who coiffed me in new fashion.

More comments to come….sleep beckons this weary body. Enjoy the body art on these new friends of mind, bold, courageous, lovely young women. What a fun afternoon we had last Saturday.

More news to share shortly….





BB Webb

 

The Time It Takes… May 30, 2011

I’m wondering a bit at the time it takes to reinvent your world. A tad hard to determine in exact measure, but it certainly takes awhile. And for me, it sets any old routines a-kilter a bit…and frankly, I’m rather fond of ‘a-kilter’. I like creating new, bold strokes, moving with some speed. Yet, this weekend I better understood my need to slow and be present in perhaps a new way to all that is rumbling about.

I had two incidents over the last week and a half where I thought on both occasions that my dogs were gone, one lost and another with an unfortunate dog fight which happened while they were traveling with me in my jeep. Everyone is fine, but drama was clearly afoot.

Bonnie, mama dog, is nearly totally deaf, 15 -17 years old, (the vet and I can’t really say), wandered away just before the LARGE storm we had last week, (which took down huge limbs at my house….one I was concerned might plunge through my large window). She is afraid of storms and was nowhere to be found….all very uncharacteristic. Our electricity was out for nearly 8 hours and I was so sad….thinking how the morning before she left we’d shared pup and mom time in the sun on my back porch. I’m her caretaker and I felt lost in how to recover her. Most of all, I wanted to know she was safe, unhurt…okay. I can only imagine how a parent feels when their child is in danger.

I put out an APB to my neighbors and wandered the area. Then a day and a half later, she suddenly appeared on our porch stairs. I was SOOO happy, SOOOO grateful to see her. WHERE had she been?? I’ll probably never know.

We get used to what we are used to. But, ANYTHING can be taken away without a moments notice. I appreciate my world, my friends, my business and the fine people working in it, the new people coming into my life, the hard lessons, the generosity and heart I am witnessing, I am encouraged. I see light and am feeling a light breeze in my world. It’s been a long time coming. Perhaps that has to do with perspective and attitude as well???

All things come to pass. It’s NOW that excites me. And yesterday is so very much my teacher.

Doggie home, the fighting is over for now, new projects taking shape, an invincible team formulating at Carl House and a grateful me.

‘Under Construction’ is how I feel….a productive, exciting time…moving forward ‘as if’….as if all I, WE might dream possible IS!

The pendulum swings….ooooh, does it!!

Here’s to contentedly swinging along with your OWN pendulum ride!

BB Webb

 

The Time Has Come, The Time Is Here!! April 9, 2011

It’s been a (relatively) long wait. For many things.

This day I’m speaking of the timing for the synergies between my Lulu friend and I, to begin creating together in earnest.

We’re headed to Italy the end of this month to visit with my friend and other potential allie in all things creative (and business), Susan who lives down the hill from the Contessa who lives in a nearby castle. (Well, of course she does).

We’ll have Sean (Lulu’s brilliant 12 year old pianist Godson who she is raising), play for the Contessa. He’ll play for all our endeavors as well and to so many things BEYOND what she and I do together. His star is clearly on the rise….and thanks to Lulu! Completely thanks to her.

The extraordinary part of all this IS….the timing. It wasn’t until this morning, when I received a call from Lulu as I wheeled my grocery cart throughout Ingles Grocery Store, that I heard it in her voice….something had let go in her and in me as well. I’ve been ready in ways, but not able to move forward til Carl House was rightly situated. And though we each have other details to shift and turn, it’ll take only moments in comparison to where we’ve been.

Lulu, who grew up in abject poverty, whose uncle still walks to the community center to use the toilet to flush THEIR water so as not to use his, can be equally thrifty though can create abundance better than most anyone I’ve yet to meet. She’s more than a survivor, but a business icon to me….my needed behind-the-scenes expert who if I have my way, won’t be behind the scenes when it comes to credit taken.

So, our tickets are booked, she’s spent MONEY instead of secured a ‘dealing’ knowing the import of our trip. And, she bought (not at a yard sales), 6 new dresses priced at $3000….which OF COURSE she procured for a little over $100. I’m in good hands as is she. We know how to create opportunities for ourselves and others separately but together, I sense a tornado of ‘moving forward’ and positive actions that the Universe will only amplify and continue to direct and augment. Grateful me.

That’s just the way it works.

And I drew some cards for fun, out of curiosity….and Ganesh, the overcomer of obstacles appeared. (of course)….’the teacher’ card appeared, perfectly appropriate and the last card of three reminded us to move into our JOY…and we will.

My Lulu pal and me. Grateful am I for the people who show up as teachers, guides, lovers, friends, soul mates, distractors and angels.

May the games begin!!

BB Webb

 

What is it with me and goldfish? February 11, 2011

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I like goldfish. I like the goldfish I’ve raised. I like ‘raising’ things…businesses, little wee animals, growing plants…it’s where my mothering instincts come out, maybe? Creating, mothering….they’re kind of the same.

But these fish. Oh, you may have read my several blogs about my fish, one where little Saska bit the dust…DAMN, it was traumatic…and all because I didn’t clean the tank in time…just as bad air is bad air, (we’d all die..OR, get sick!) and sadly, DAMN again, swimming around in too much of your own poo can cause you to bite the dust, or whatever the fishy equivalent is. DAMN once more.

But lately, my fluffy….(I know they’re not fluffy, but my one Goldie looks fluffy), with her swimmy fins floating in the water, her curvy shape. You’d have curves too with all that dang swimming about. Well, Goldie, (I have momentarily stopped naming these babes….I’ve lost more than one this last year and naming them makes a ceremonial flushing all the more painful. And we DO have ceremonies at my house).

But ‘Goldie’….she’s had a rash (I guess it’s a RASH) around her gills of late and she’s been a tad lethargic. Her playmate went belly up over a month ago and I’d just not gotten her a pal yet. I wanted to see if she ENJOYED her freedom. I like living by myself, (well, with 6 animals and one or two fish)….and I pondered, perhaps she would like a little extra space, being a ‘girl’ fish and all!

But, (and it might have been the water situation as well, despite my tidying about and changing the filter more often since Saska’s passing). I got her a friend but honestly, he was a completely different variety, and the two just didn’t mesh. They tended to stay at opposite sides of the tank. Within a mere 5 days her new roommate, or rather, tankmate, tanked. Dead, with no time to fashion a parting note. Floating upside down, bobbing in the water near the bubble volcano. Sad hardly covers it!

‘Well, enough is enough’ said I…so I began changing the water….3/4 OUT and new, conditioned water in. I bought a new filter the next day and found a friend for Goldie, someone who looked more like her. Though we say ‘opposites attract’ I feel only to a degree.

Today my Goldies were swimming side by side, Goldie’s rash seems to be subsiding and well, she’s perhaps found her match and a clean home is always refreshing. So…dogs at my side, Petey and the other fur balls on my bed and nearby, smiling Goldies in the tank…living alone is not so at my house. It’s just not so!

BB Webb