Monthly Archives: December 2013

House Of Secrets


Screen Shot 2013-12-26 at 11.36.41 PMDec. 26, 2013… Today I release another piece of the puzzle, I was looking at pictures of my family from times lost past and was reminded of the secrets that live deep within the walls of my family. People always ask me what motivates me to do the things I do and where does my curiosity of human behavior come from.

I knew at 13 one thing for sure and two things for certain 1.) “this is not my life” and 2.) I will be the change I wish to see in this world by breaking the silence. At 10 years old when I was becoming more fluent in English and living on Indian Territory with my first language Cherokee my grandmother passed away only after confessing on her death bed that she took the life of her baby sister when she was a child, in December of 1996 my aunt who raised me passed away and confessed a similar act of taking the life of her baby sister before my mother was born.

As so many of you know my mother passed when I was 8 years old, my dad left when I was 6 months old. I fought my way into this world as my mother attempted to abort me three times, I am truly grateful for all of these life events because it has made me who I am today and given me to you as each of you continue to so graciously welcome me into your hearts as family and for this I am most humbled with gratitude because each of you are unique in my life as each of you inspire me to be a better person as I continue to grow everyday… and today I choose to live in gratitude and forgiveness. It is beautiful to see others share their high regards coming from a place of gratitude… I LOVE YOU…

This is only one small piece of the puzzle and just maybe this explains why I love to ride because as I have posted so many times before most endurance athletes are running away from something inside of themselves (that’s why we do what we do). You are running away from it in order to run into it forcing yourself to face your deepest fears, confronting your demons and conquering them only to find your true strength you have always possessed to find it’s way to the surface. When you are on your bicycle for hours it is not a physical challenge as much as it is a psychological challenge because things from your past and deep within your subconscious arise and appear right in front of your eyes, you are forced to deal with it. It is a controlled breakdown, can you stay on the bike even when you are crying in pain from the demons of your past and the breakdown of glycogen and lactic acid build up in your physical taxation, when you feel you can’t go any further will you quit or will you choose to step up, set a new standard and defy all odds? it is in this moment that your character is defined by staying in it and staying on the bike when you feel you are suffering at max capacity of all physical and mental limits, will you decide to stay to achieve the awakening in your soul, your true self at the core level is waiting for you to show up for your dreams and become extraordinary! Remember a life lived in fear is a life half lived…

“A note to my family,… I know they raised me the only way they knew how and I appreciate them for it. I know they loved me even though words were not spoken. “I can’t hear you because your actions speak so loudly!” I do not need permission to love, I do not need reciprocation and I do not require validation… I love you…”

~Lisa Christiansen

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A Bible And A Bicycle


Everyone should receive a bible and a bicycle for Christmas 
A bible shares the word of God and the bicycle gives you time to connect with God on deeper levels than can be described by words because I was inspired on todays ride…

Fact: Most endurance athletes are running away from something inside of themselves (that’s why they do what they do). You are running away from it while having to face your deepest fears, confronting your demons and conquering them only to find your true strength you have always possessed to find it’s way to the surface. When you are on your bicycle for hours it is not a physical challenge as much as it is a psychological challenge because things from your past and deep within your subconscious arise and appear right in front of your eyes, you are forced to deal with it. It is a controlled breakdown, can you stay on the bike even when you are crying in pain from the demons of your past and the breakdown of glycogen and lactic acid build up in your physical taxation, when you feel you can’t go any further will you quit or will you choose to step up, set a new standard and defy all odds? it is in this moment that your character is defined by staying in it and staying on the bike when you feel you are suffering at max capacity of all physical and mental limits, will you decide to stay to achieve the awakening in your soul, your true self at the core level is waiting for you to show up for your dreams and become extraordinary! Remember a life lived in fear is a life half lived…

~Lisa Christiansen

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Why Would God Want To Do Anything Like That?


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Once upon a time, there was a man who looked upon Christmas as a lot of humbug. He wasn’t a Scrooge. He was a very kind and decent person, generous to his family, upright in all his dealings with other men.

But he didn’t believe all that stuff about God becoming man, which churches proclaim at Christmas. Why would God want to do anything like that?

So when his family left to attend midnight services on Christmas Eve, he stayed home. Shortly after the family drove away, snow began to fall. He went to the window and watched the flurries getting heavier and heavier. Some time later, as he was reading his newspaper by the fire, he was startled by a thudding sound that was quickly followed by another, then another.

When he went to investigate, he found a flock of birds huddled miserably in the snow. They had been caught in the storm, and in a desperate search for shelter had tried to fly through the window. I can’t let these poor creatures lie there and freeze, he thought. But how can I help them? Then he remembered the barn. It would provide a warm shelter. He quickly put on his coat and boots and tramped through the deepening snow to the barn.

He opened the doors wide and turned on the light but the birds didn’t come in.

Food will bring them in, he thought. So he hurried back to the house for breadcrumbs, which he sprinkled on the snow to make a trail into the barn.

To his dismay, the birds ignored the breadcrumbs and continued to flop around helplessly in the snow. He tried shooing them into the barn by walking around and waving his arms. They scattered in every direction — except into the warm, lighted barn.

They find me a strange and terrifying creature, he said to himself, and I can’t seem to think of any way to let them know they can trust me.

If only I could be a bird myself for a few minutes, perhaps I could lead them to safety.

Just at that moment, the church bells began to ring. He stood silently for a while, listening to the bells pealing out the glad tidings of Christmas.

Then he sank to his knees in the snow. “Now I understand,” he whispered. “Now I see why You had to do it.”

—Author unknown

Thank you Gary Stuhlmiller
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