I have a confession to make. I love to sweep. I have already swept the leaves off my deck and walkway at least 20 times this season. I have hardwood floors, so I sweep those as often as possible too. And if someone happens to track in some dirt from outside - Hooray! I get to sweep again. Sound crazy? Probably so, but there's a reason for my seeming madness. I received the gift of a "No Ordinary Broom".
My broom is handpainted and signed by the artist, creator, and all around fantastic person, Helen Lampkin. Each broom she makes is a unique, useful work of art with a simple yet profound message: Life doesn't have to be ordinary. Her painted patterns are as unique and spirited as Helen herself with names like "Simply Cheetah", "Sophisticate", and "Circle Circle Dot Dot". She even has a "Holiday" broom!
Now, I must admit, when Helen first told me she was going to make me a No Ordinary Broom (I chose the pattern "Ashley" in red) I thought to myself... "Well, I just bought a broom, but I'll hang my No Ordinary Broom up in my kitchen for display". After I received the broom I even told Helen I didn't want to use it and mess it up, but she said I had to use is - that was the whole point. Finally one day it was handier than my other "ordinary" broom, so I used it and guess what? It made me smile!
Here I was doing a chore and feeling like it was some sort of treat. The more I used it, the more I loved it. My new urge to sweep has now expanded to the point where I pull out my No Ordinary Broom when company is over just to show it off.
After using my broom for almost a year now I finally "get it". I've realized that sometimes it can take something very simple to make a big impact in your life. Giving an everyday chore a twist of the extraordinary can be just the thing for adding a little more enjoyment to your life. Is the broom magical? No, but the way I thought about the chore changed because of it.
I began thinking of other chores I don't normally enjoy and wondering how I could change my perception of them. A lot of us do this at work and probably don't realize it. How many of us have photos on our desk or plants in colorful pots or even little figurines? Is this another way to remind ourselves that our life is not about what we do but how we do it and with what kind of attitude?
If you want to start simple like me, you can purchase one of Helen's masterpieces online here: http://www.noordinarybroom.com/
Now I've got to go - I'm off to find a bubble machine to run in the kitchen next time I have to do the dishes...
Friday, December 16, 2005
Thursday, November 17, 2005
The Power of Expectations and Thought Energy by Dr. Jeffry R. Palmer Ph.D.
If I were to place three apples on a table in front of you and asked you to choose one to eat, you probably wouldn't have much difficulty selecting one. After all they are just normal apples, nothing special.
But what if I were to tell you that these apples had been the subject of an experiment in the transference of thought energy? The experiment involved the use of one hundred people familiar with the practice of meditation and the focusing of thought energy.
One of these apples was meditated on with the intention of providing health. A group of one hundred people concentrated for one hour with the intention of giving this apple the power to heal.
Another apple was focused one with the intention to cause sickness. For one hour this apple was subjected to the meditative thought energy of ill health.
The third apple was not meditated upon.
Knowing this, how would you feel about your selection of the apples? Would you feel uneasy about choosing an apple that has been the focus of these "sickness" intentions? What do you suppose would happen to your body if you ate this apple?
How would your body react to eating the "healthy" apple? Would knowing about the different meditations before hand have an effect on your health if you were to eat? Would knowing about the meditations after eating one of these apples have an affect on your body?
In the experiment described above, what is the mechanism behind the health or sickness associated with these apples? Is it the thought energy of those meditating at work, or do the expectations of the person eating the apple have the real effect? Do the expectations of the meditators come into play?
The three apple scenario has hopefully served to illustrate the importance of understanding how our thoughts can have dramatic external effects beyond the scope of our present day understanding.
"Expectation is a powerful thing," says Robert DeLap, M.D., head of one of the US Food and Drug Administration's Offices of Drug Evaluation. "The more you believe you're going to benefit from a treatment, the more likely it is that you will experience a benefit."
Expectations and beliefs are an important aspect of thought energy studies. A perfect example of this can be found in the phenomena of the placebo effect. A placebo, as used in research, is an inactive substance or procedure used as a control in an experiment. A placebo effect occurs when the placebo, which cannot on its own have any affect, but does in fact have the same, similar and sometimes better affects as the experimental substances drugs or procedures. Questions remain about the interplay of psychological and physiological mechanisms that contribute to the placebo effect. Today's brain imaging techniques lend support to the theory that thoughts and beliefs not only affect one's psychological state, but also cause the body to undergo measurable biological changes. What is known, beyond doubt, is that we can create healing energies with our minds alone.
Thoughts have the power to heal and the power to cause harm. What we know and understand about the nature and mechanism of thought and thought energy pales in comparison to the vast amount of information that we do not have. Studying how expectations, beliefs and thought energy relate to physiological and biological changes can lead to a better understanding of individual roles and responsibilities regarding personal health and well being.
Thoughts are real. Thoughts are measurable outside of our bodies and they exert a real influence on people, places and objects which is not bound by time or space. Directed thought energy carrying specific intent is capable of imprinting objects with a desired physical or emotional signature. Now, go have an apple and think about that for awhile.
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About the Author
Dr.Jeffry R. Palmer Ph.D. Is the author of "Judo for the Soul - The Art of Psychic Self Defence", as well as numerous articles and papers relating to metaphysics and the study of paranormal phenomena. Further information about Mr.Palmer and his books can be found at http://the-psychic-detective.com
But what if I were to tell you that these apples had been the subject of an experiment in the transference of thought energy? The experiment involved the use of one hundred people familiar with the practice of meditation and the focusing of thought energy.
One of these apples was meditated on with the intention of providing health. A group of one hundred people concentrated for one hour with the intention of giving this apple the power to heal.
Another apple was focused one with the intention to cause sickness. For one hour this apple was subjected to the meditative thought energy of ill health.
The third apple was not meditated upon.
Knowing this, how would you feel about your selection of the apples? Would you feel uneasy about choosing an apple that has been the focus of these "sickness" intentions? What do you suppose would happen to your body if you ate this apple?
How would your body react to eating the "healthy" apple? Would knowing about the different meditations before hand have an effect on your health if you were to eat? Would knowing about the meditations after eating one of these apples have an affect on your body?
In the experiment described above, what is the mechanism behind the health or sickness associated with these apples? Is it the thought energy of those meditating at work, or do the expectations of the person eating the apple have the real effect? Do the expectations of the meditators come into play?
The three apple scenario has hopefully served to illustrate the importance of understanding how our thoughts can have dramatic external effects beyond the scope of our present day understanding.
"Expectation is a powerful thing," says Robert DeLap, M.D., head of one of the US Food and Drug Administration's Offices of Drug Evaluation. "The more you believe you're going to benefit from a treatment, the more likely it is that you will experience a benefit."
Expectations and beliefs are an important aspect of thought energy studies. A perfect example of this can be found in the phenomena of the placebo effect. A placebo, as used in research, is an inactive substance or procedure used as a control in an experiment. A placebo effect occurs when the placebo, which cannot on its own have any affect, but does in fact have the same, similar and sometimes better affects as the experimental substances drugs or procedures. Questions remain about the interplay of psychological and physiological mechanisms that contribute to the placebo effect. Today's brain imaging techniques lend support to the theory that thoughts and beliefs not only affect one's psychological state, but also cause the body to undergo measurable biological changes. What is known, beyond doubt, is that we can create healing energies with our minds alone.
Thoughts have the power to heal and the power to cause harm. What we know and understand about the nature and mechanism of thought and thought energy pales in comparison to the vast amount of information that we do not have. Studying how expectations, beliefs and thought energy relate to physiological and biological changes can lead to a better understanding of individual roles and responsibilities regarding personal health and well being.
Thoughts are real. Thoughts are measurable outside of our bodies and they exert a real influence on people, places and objects which is not bound by time or space. Directed thought energy carrying specific intent is capable of imprinting objects with a desired physical or emotional signature. Now, go have an apple and think about that for awhile.
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About the Author
Dr.Jeffry R. Palmer Ph.D. Is the author of "Judo for the Soul - The Art of Psychic Self Defence", as well as numerous articles and papers relating to metaphysics and the study of paranormal phenomena. Further information about Mr.Palmer and his books can be found at http://the-psychic-detective.com
Monday, October 24, 2005
Forever is our today by Christi L. Drake
I asked my friend Christi to write up a little something for the site about her experience. She has gone from being given 6 weeks to live, to being given the "all clear". I am so proud of her spirit and determination, and also amazed at the number of people - friends, family and even complete strangers who sent their prayers, positive thoughts and general good wishes to Christi during her journey.
Here are her thoughts:
Forever is our today. This sums up what it’s like to live as someone who has a terminal illness. You are forced to make memories which have to last a lifetime and always seem to come up short.
My mother and sister were with me at the oncologist’s office on the day I received the biopsy results. I didn’t break down and cry or believe it was the end. I knew it was serious and that I had better get my shit together, so to speak. I asked my family to leave the room so I could talk to the doctor. I said, “Okay…so what are we talking about here, really?” He said, “About six weeks.” He recommended I start chemotherapy right away with radiation to follow. I agreed because I was ready to hit it and hard.
It took a long time for me to really cry over being told I was “sick”. I was dumbstruck trying to find what I thought might be the appropriate response to living with lung cancer. How could this happen to me – a non-smoker? What did people do when they were given this type of information? Cry for days? Give up? Deny it? I just couldn’t find an answer…
How in the world were my two toddlers going to remember me? Mommy would just be someone in a picture or whose jewelry or lock of hair they touched trying to remember what it felt like to be in her presence. These thoughts gave created a deep sinking feeling inside which paralyzed me with fear and sadness. I am thankful the terrifying moments were fleeting.
My self-esteem had suffered since I was young and I didn’t believe in myself…in my own strength. It wasn’t long after being diagnosed, however; that my true self came forward…a woman of action, immediacy and strength with a positive nature to support what I knew would be torturous times.
I never felt compelled to read anything about cancer, whether in print or online. I know some cancer patients savor every scrap of information they can find to feed their need to be actively involved in their own care. But somehow, I quietly knew that I was going to be okay. I believed it, lived it, said it and even dreamed about it.
At night, I would visualize the cancer being engulfed in a white light, rolled up into a ball and hurled out into space. I begged and cried for whatever mysterious creator and/or protector who might hear me to obliterate the mass and never allow it to return.
During the illness, I would sometimes have the distinct feeling it was not about me. It seemed to be more about other people in my life…that they had something to learn from it. I knew I had the strength to weather the treatment and ensuing sickness. I knew I was going to be okay and that this was an experience I was meant to have.
I have come to believe that we are all here for a purpose much greater than ourselves…to learn how to overcome negativity and grow and expand our soul. One of my favorite phrases is “Don’t block the way and the way will carry you.” The exact meaning and how it applies to our life is something we must each figure out.
Christi L. Drake
10/18/05
Here are her thoughts:
Forever is our today. This sums up what it’s like to live as someone who has a terminal illness. You are forced to make memories which have to last a lifetime and always seem to come up short.
My mother and sister were with me at the oncologist’s office on the day I received the biopsy results. I didn’t break down and cry or believe it was the end. I knew it was serious and that I had better get my shit together, so to speak. I asked my family to leave the room so I could talk to the doctor. I said, “Okay…so what are we talking about here, really?” He said, “About six weeks.” He recommended I start chemotherapy right away with radiation to follow. I agreed because I was ready to hit it and hard.
It took a long time for me to really cry over being told I was “sick”. I was dumbstruck trying to find what I thought might be the appropriate response to living with lung cancer. How could this happen to me – a non-smoker? What did people do when they were given this type of information? Cry for days? Give up? Deny it? I just couldn’t find an answer…
How in the world were my two toddlers going to remember me? Mommy would just be someone in a picture or whose jewelry or lock of hair they touched trying to remember what it felt like to be in her presence. These thoughts gave created a deep sinking feeling inside which paralyzed me with fear and sadness. I am thankful the terrifying moments were fleeting.
My self-esteem had suffered since I was young and I didn’t believe in myself…in my own strength. It wasn’t long after being diagnosed, however; that my true self came forward…a woman of action, immediacy and strength with a positive nature to support what I knew would be torturous times.
I never felt compelled to read anything about cancer, whether in print or online. I know some cancer patients savor every scrap of information they can find to feed their need to be actively involved in their own care. But somehow, I quietly knew that I was going to be okay. I believed it, lived it, said it and even dreamed about it.
At night, I would visualize the cancer being engulfed in a white light, rolled up into a ball and hurled out into space. I begged and cried for whatever mysterious creator and/or protector who might hear me to obliterate the mass and never allow it to return.
During the illness, I would sometimes have the distinct feeling it was not about me. It seemed to be more about other people in my life…that they had something to learn from it. I knew I had the strength to weather the treatment and ensuing sickness. I knew I was going to be okay and that this was an experience I was meant to have.
I have come to believe that we are all here for a purpose much greater than ourselves…to learn how to overcome negativity and grow and expand our soul. One of my favorite phrases is “Don’t block the way and the way will carry you.” The exact meaning and how it applies to our life is something we must each figure out.
Christi L. Drake
10/18/05
Monday, October 17, 2005
My Washer Does Not Spin by Jeannette Balleza
Today was one of those days. Yes, the kind that makes you want to throw in the towel.
After spending a day dealing with various and sundry technical problems, pesky tasks and surly customer service people, I decided to do just that—literally.
Late this afternoon, I tore myself away from my sadly, yet aptly, described “non-billable” work day to do some laundry—a nice housekeeping task that has an easy enough beginning and a tidy ending that results in clean sheets, neatly folded towels in the hallway closet and, my personal favorite, one less thing to do on my mental “to-do” list.
I shuffled around the house, gathering sheets from this room and handpicking same-color clothes from that pile, and shoved my findings into the washer. I selected “large” for the load size, clicked the timer to “casuals,” shut the lid and went about my happy way.
Less than an hour later I returned to the washer to move the load to the dryer, and when I lifted the lid, there it was. A wet, soppy mess. Mr. Spin Cycle had abandoned me, kicking me in the stomach when I was already down for the count, just one week after I’d rebounded from Mr. Toilet checking out to the tune of 600 dollars in repairs and a replacement. I mean, c’mon.
I tried the various “I’m-a-homeowner-but-that-doesn’t-mean-I-know-what’s-going-on” tricks: opening and shutting the lid, frantically searching the perimeter of the tub for some hidden magical switch and, of course, shaking the entire machine.
It was actually a pretty sad sight, as the only troubleshooting to which I’m accustomed involves force-quitting my e-mail program or rebooting my Mac.
After my roommate came home and surveyed the situation, we both leapt into action, doing what we each felt was our only remaining option. She called her dad, and I rummaged through my files to see if I could find the warranty.
It turned out that she, even with her dad’s advice, couldn’t find the hidden magical switch either, so I did a search for General Electric’s web site.
I found the FAQs page in the Support section and scrolled through the list of choices, trying to find the description that best fit my particular service problem. I quickly found that I was not alone in my predicament because in the top tier of the help topics was the link “My Washer Does Not Spin.”
Click.
What I found may as well have been my horoscope in the free weekly newspaper. The information was vague, but yet I still felt like everything applied directly to my situation. It read almost like a self-help guide about how to keep one’s head in any given stressful situation.
Wait for a few minutes because pauses of up to three minutes may occur between cycles as the timer advances in steps.
Translation by the stars: Take ten deep breaths before you blow a gasket, you overreactor.
Check your house fuses, circuit breakers and the wall outlet. A loss of electrical power to the washer will cause a failure to spin. To check for power at the wall outlet, carefully plug a small table lamp or hair dryer into the wall outlet and turn it on. If it does not work, you may have blown a fuse, tripped a circuit breaker or have a defective wall outlet.
Translation by the stars: Take a step back, look beyond symptoms and try to identify the real stressor at hand. A loss of power in one area of your life can throw things off balance, causing a disruption in other areas. Often you can glean the most effective solution by examining the context of a particular emotion.
Make sure washer lid is down.
Translation by the stars: Don’t miss the obvious by being oblivious.
Advance timer slightly to make sure timer was not in a pause mode.
Translation by the stars: Look to the future for perspective now. Will this matter in a day, a week or 10 years? Most of the time, the answer is “no.” Sometimes people stagnate by focusing so hard on what’s wrong in the present moment that they cannot conceive the possibility of a silver lining.
If machine pumps water out and you are positive that the motor is running, but tub is not spinning, then the problem is mechanical involving a clutch, belt or possibly the transmission and will require service.
Translation by the stars: Lady, you better keep looking for your warranty AND your original receipt. If you think your life is in working order, but you find yourself taking advice from the General Electric web site, you require some professional help.
At any rate, luckily I’m just 10 months into my washer’s one-year warranty, so until the washer repair people make a service call, I guess I’ll have to wait to throw in the towel.
I wonder if they charge extra for palm readings.
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Copywriter/editor Jeannette Balleza owns Scribe Marketing, Inc. (http://www.scribemarketing.com), which offers content development and refinement. You may contact her for creative concept development, copywriting, editing and research at jeannette@scribemarketing.com.
After spending a day dealing with various and sundry technical problems, pesky tasks and surly customer service people, I decided to do just that—literally.
Late this afternoon, I tore myself away from my sadly, yet aptly, described “non-billable” work day to do some laundry—a nice housekeeping task that has an easy enough beginning and a tidy ending that results in clean sheets, neatly folded towels in the hallway closet and, my personal favorite, one less thing to do on my mental “to-do” list.
I shuffled around the house, gathering sheets from this room and handpicking same-color clothes from that pile, and shoved my findings into the washer. I selected “large” for the load size, clicked the timer to “casuals,” shut the lid and went about my happy way.
Less than an hour later I returned to the washer to move the load to the dryer, and when I lifted the lid, there it was. A wet, soppy mess. Mr. Spin Cycle had abandoned me, kicking me in the stomach when I was already down for the count, just one week after I’d rebounded from Mr. Toilet checking out to the tune of 600 dollars in repairs and a replacement. I mean, c’mon.
I tried the various “I’m-a-homeowner-but-that-doesn’t-mean-I-know-what’s-going-on” tricks: opening and shutting the lid, frantically searching the perimeter of the tub for some hidden magical switch and, of course, shaking the entire machine.
It was actually a pretty sad sight, as the only troubleshooting to which I’m accustomed involves force-quitting my e-mail program or rebooting my Mac.
After my roommate came home and surveyed the situation, we both leapt into action, doing what we each felt was our only remaining option. She called her dad, and I rummaged through my files to see if I could find the warranty.
It turned out that she, even with her dad’s advice, couldn’t find the hidden magical switch either, so I did a search for General Electric’s web site.
I found the FAQs page in the Support section and scrolled through the list of choices, trying to find the description that best fit my particular service problem. I quickly found that I was not alone in my predicament because in the top tier of the help topics was the link “My Washer Does Not Spin.”
Click.
What I found may as well have been my horoscope in the free weekly newspaper. The information was vague, but yet I still felt like everything applied directly to my situation. It read almost like a self-help guide about how to keep one’s head in any given stressful situation.
Wait for a few minutes because pauses of up to three minutes may occur between cycles as the timer advances in steps.
Translation by the stars: Take ten deep breaths before you blow a gasket, you overreactor.
Check your house fuses, circuit breakers and the wall outlet. A loss of electrical power to the washer will cause a failure to spin. To check for power at the wall outlet, carefully plug a small table lamp or hair dryer into the wall outlet and turn it on. If it does not work, you may have blown a fuse, tripped a circuit breaker or have a defective wall outlet.
Translation by the stars: Take a step back, look beyond symptoms and try to identify the real stressor at hand. A loss of power in one area of your life can throw things off balance, causing a disruption in other areas. Often you can glean the most effective solution by examining the context of a particular emotion.
Make sure washer lid is down.
Translation by the stars: Don’t miss the obvious by being oblivious.
Advance timer slightly to make sure timer was not in a pause mode.
Translation by the stars: Look to the future for perspective now. Will this matter in a day, a week or 10 years? Most of the time, the answer is “no.” Sometimes people stagnate by focusing so hard on what’s wrong in the present moment that they cannot conceive the possibility of a silver lining.
If machine pumps water out and you are positive that the motor is running, but tub is not spinning, then the problem is mechanical involving a clutch, belt or possibly the transmission and will require service.
Translation by the stars: Lady, you better keep looking for your warranty AND your original receipt. If you think your life is in working order, but you find yourself taking advice from the General Electric web site, you require some professional help.
At any rate, luckily I’m just 10 months into my washer’s one-year warranty, so until the washer repair people make a service call, I guess I’ll have to wait to throw in the towel.
I wonder if they charge extra for palm readings.
____________________________________________________________________
Copywriter/editor Jeannette Balleza owns Scribe Marketing, Inc. (http://www.scribemarketing.com), which offers content development and refinement. You may contact her for creative concept development, copywriting, editing and research at jeannette@scribemarketing.com.
Friday, September 16, 2005
What You Forgot You Knew by Amanda Huber
I picked up a book recently that has been decorating my bookshelf for several years. I thought I had never read it and being in need of a new book I picked it up and scanned the introduction. It was really good stuff! Why had I never read this book before? Then I noticed that several pages were dog-eared. I had read it. What's more, the quotes from the pages I had marked might be even more inspirational to me today than they were when I first read them.
Thought is creative.
The world is as you see it.
As you think, so you are.
The book is called Secrets about Life Every Woman Should Know by Barbara De Angelis, PhD. I can't believe I had ever forgotten about it, but I know why I found it again - right under my nose and in plain sight all this time. Because I needed to.
Paragraph after paragraph echo the thoughts and ideas that drive this website. Obviously it is one of the many books I have read and absorbed into my consciousness over the years.
Over the past few months I have been absorbed in the day to day activities of running a small business and have not been able to devote the inward attention I need to myself. Finding this book again was one in a string of events that made me realize I had gotten away from the very thing that keeps me the most centered and happy with my life.
Learn to refocus your mind
in the direction you want it to go.
Take notice of what is around you and be aware that the simplest actions and renewals may be an answer to something that has been eluding you. Pay attention to the little coincidences in your life that seem to create a theme. The things we need most are sometimes right in front of us. We have only to truly open our eyes to see them.
The world is as you see it.
As you think, so you are.
The book is called Secrets about Life Every Woman Should Know by Barbara De Angelis, PhD. I can't believe I had ever forgotten about it, but I know why I found it again - right under my nose and in plain sight all this time. Because I needed to.
Paragraph after paragraph echo the thoughts and ideas that drive this website. Obviously it is one of the many books I have read and absorbed into my consciousness over the years.
Over the past few months I have been absorbed in the day to day activities of running a small business and have not been able to devote the inward attention I need to myself. Finding this book again was one in a string of events that made me realize I had gotten away from the very thing that keeps me the most centered and happy with my life.
in the direction you want it to go.
Take notice of what is around you and be aware that the simplest actions and renewals may be an answer to something that has been eluding you. Pay attention to the little coincidences in your life that seem to create a theme. The things we need most are sometimes right in front of us. We have only to truly open our eyes to see them.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Sometimes You Have to Let Go by Amanda Huber
Have you ever focused intently on achieving a goal you really wanted and wondered why it wouldn’t come to you? You’ve written it down, read it aloud night and day, meditated on it, stuck notes to yourself about it all over the house, your car and work and still you can’t seem to manifest it?
Late spring and summer is our slow time at work. It’s the time of year that we, as owners, start to fret a little bit at the rising digits of our back pay that is due to us. It’s at this time I focus most intensely on bringing new jobs in. I write number goals on slips of paper and focus on them. I listen to my hypnosis tapes about drawing opportunities toward me. I work 14 hour days. I bend over backward for the clients we have jobs due for. And yet, somehow… still no progress.
Finally one day in frustration I said to my business partner Jeannette. “I’ve been meditating, I’ve been focusing, and we’re still broke! What is up with that?” What she said made me really think about not just money but everything I wanted for myself. She said “Maybe you’re focusing too hard. Maybe you need to just let it go for awhile.” I think Jeannette is a genius.
In all the articles and books I’ve read about manifesting, a common theme is that you can’t focus in desperation. You have to declare your intent and then let it go. I had forgotten that important step.
Another important thing to consider is what you say to yourself or others (see “You Are What You Speak?”). If you train your subconscious well enough – and it doesn’t take much – it is going to follow through with its instructions.
About five weeks ago I had a coffee date that ended up being one of the best days of my life. After getting out of a long term relationship a year ago I had been on a string of really comically bad dates. I wondered why on earth I was attracting all the wrong men until I realized I had been telling myself that I needed a year before I got into another serious relationship. As soon as I realized this, like magic Rob appeared and we both knew from that first date that this was it. We have been just about inseparable since our second date and are happily making plans for the future together.
Next time you’re frustrated that things you want and have focused on just aren’t working out right, try to let it go for awhile and double check to make sure you aren’t sabotaging yourself with your very words. Do something to pamper yourself, get away (even if it’s just to the park across town) and just breathe. The things you want will come to you eventually. Trust me on this one.
Late spring and summer is our slow time at work. It’s the time of year that we, as owners, start to fret a little bit at the rising digits of our back pay that is due to us. It’s at this time I focus most intensely on bringing new jobs in. I write number goals on slips of paper and focus on them. I listen to my hypnosis tapes about drawing opportunities toward me. I work 14 hour days. I bend over backward for the clients we have jobs due for. And yet, somehow… still no progress.
Finally one day in frustration I said to my business partner Jeannette. “I’ve been meditating, I’ve been focusing, and we’re still broke! What is up with that?” What she said made me really think about not just money but everything I wanted for myself. She said “Maybe you’re focusing too hard. Maybe you need to just let it go for awhile.” I think Jeannette is a genius.
In all the articles and books I’ve read about manifesting, a common theme is that you can’t focus in desperation. You have to declare your intent and then let it go. I had forgotten that important step.
Another important thing to consider is what you say to yourself or others (see “You Are What You Speak?”). If you train your subconscious well enough – and it doesn’t take much – it is going to follow through with its instructions.
About five weeks ago I had a coffee date that ended up being one of the best days of my life. After getting out of a long term relationship a year ago I had been on a string of really comically bad dates. I wondered why on earth I was attracting all the wrong men until I realized I had been telling myself that I needed a year before I got into another serious relationship. As soon as I realized this, like magic Rob appeared and we both knew from that first date that this was it. We have been just about inseparable since our second date and are happily making plans for the future together.
Next time you’re frustrated that things you want and have focused on just aren’t working out right, try to let it go for awhile and double check to make sure you aren’t sabotaging yourself with your very words. Do something to pamper yourself, get away (even if it’s just to the park across town) and just breathe. The things you want will come to you eventually. Trust me on this one.
Sunday, August 14, 2005
A Cure for Cancer by Keith Varnum
I just found Keith's series of articles this week and thought this particular one would be a great inspirational post for those dealing with health issues or faced with great challenges regarding their health.
I also just added a new book to the Must Read section of the site titled "Surgery: A Patient's Guide to Preparation" by Judith Juback Griffin. I just read it and it's full of really helpful information.
I hope the article and the book help those who need it.
-Amanda
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I also just added a new book to the Must Read section of the site titled "Surgery: A Patient's Guide to Preparation" by Judith Juback Griffin. I just read it and it's full of really helpful information.
I hope the article and the book help those who need it.
-Amanda
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Past the seeker as he prayed, came the cripple
and the beggar and the beaten.
And seeing them, he cried,
"Great God, how is it that a loving creator can see such things
and yet do nothing about them?"
God said, "I did do something. I made you."
- Sufi teaching
and the beggar and the beaten.
And seeing them, he cried,
"Great God, how is it that a loving creator can see such things
and yet do nothing about them?"
God said, "I did do something. I made you."
- Sufi teaching
In my wildest imagination, I never dreamed of helping someone kick cancer over the phone!
One evening in 1985, the telephone rang. It was my brother John who lived in Washington, D.C. A call from my elder sibling was highly unusual. A year my senior, John hadn't connected with me for several years. It wasn't that we disliked each other; we loved one another. We simply didn't have much in common and, therefore, little to talk about. He was a big city, government lawyer, married with a family. I was an ex-hippie acupuncturist living the single life in Boston.
When I answered the telephone, it took me a moment to recognize my brother's voice. John was crying profusely, his voice conveying a feeling of terror and extreme loss. I'd never heard my brother in this condition. He was ordinarily a bastion of macho strength and bravado.
"John? What's wrong? What's happened? The boys? Sharon? Did something happen to Mom?"
"I'm dying, Keith," John choked out between sobs.
My brother had developed a cancerous tumor the size of a golf ball in the center of his brain stem. Most of the left side of his body was already paralyzed. Within a few weeks doctors said the paralysis would reach his heart. At that point, he'd die.
I was stunned. "Can't they operate or something? Did you get a second opinion?"
The answer was no, they couldn't operate because of the size and location of the tumor. Yes, he'd seen a slew of doctors. All the cancer specialists he consulted concurred: because of the location and size of the tumor, his condition was beyond help through surgery, radiation or chemotherapy. There was nothing medical science could do. My brother had approximately three weeks to live. John had been sent home to die. His wife Sharon and our mother were immobilized with grief and anxiety.
"What can I do, John?"
"Nothing, Keith. I just need to talk to someone. I've tried to talk to Sharon and Mom. Every time I do, they just break down and cry. The doctors can't help me, so they don't want any further contact with me. My friends, well, they don't know what to say, so they avoid me. I just need someone to talk to, Keith. Will you talk to me?"
John had never asked me for any kind of assistance our whole lives. He was the big brother who always had everything together. I was the younger brother, the nonconformist who espoused strange philosophies, made weird career choices and had all the societal problems. Talk to him? Of course I would talk to him! I was willing to do anything I could for him. I immediately offered to catch the next plane to Washington.
"No, that's not what I need, Keith. There's nothing you can do for me here. I just want to talk to someone."
"Okay, John," I answered.
We conversed for over two hours the first night. I quickly realized that despite my accumulation of so many varied, alternative healing techniques, nothing in my bag of tricks could help my brother. It was too late to try acupuncture, macrobiotics, yoga or rebirthing. The cancer was too far advanced. He was paralyzed. He was being fed intravenously. It was too late to change his diet or lifestyle. I'd never felt so helpless.
What use is all my healing knowledge, I asked myself, if I can't help my own brother in a life and death crisis?
Again, I offered to fly to Washington. Again, he refused. He simply wanted someone to listen to him and be with him right where he was -- in pain, fear and despair. He didn't want to be alone in his terror. Death was stealthily approaching, and my brother had surrendered to the inevitable. He asked me to make sure his two young sons had a strong male presence to support them as they grew up. Although barely staying afloat in the ocean of life's emotional challenges myself, I assured him I'd be there as a caring and reliable father figure for his sons. When we hung up, I was emotionally drained.
John called the next evening and, within minutes, again began crying and expressing his fears. I listened helplessly, offering suggestions based on my beliefs and experience as honestly as I could without causing him even more pain. After he spent himself and broke off the connection, I meditated late into the night searching for some way to help this man who was such an integral part of me. The answer I received didn't seem appropriate, but I was determined to trust my inner coach. It had never let me down before.
When the telephone rang the next evening, I listened to his already familiar litany of fears and angry tirades. Finally, taking a quivering breath, I put to him the question my inner coach had suggested, "John, do you want to die?"
"No, damn it!" he yelled into the receiver. "What a stupid question! What the hell's wrong with you! Of course, I don't want to die!"
Drawing on my abiding faith in my spirit, I responded with total assurance, "Well, you don't have to. You can decide to live."
I told him about people who'd been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Many I knew personally and some I'd heard of. Like him, the medical profession had abandoned them. Like him, they were sent home to die.
"But they refused to accept the verdict of death, John. They healed themselves."
There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Finally, he asked, "What kind of cancer?"
"All kinds," I answered. "Through the power of meditation and the personal power of intention, the disease went into remission. The cancers simply disappeared without any medical explanation."
I knew the concept was hard for my brother to accept. The notion of self-healing was difficult for John to understand when he was healthy, let alone while looking death in the face. Meditation, spirit guides, angels, other dimensions -- those things didn't really exist for John. He loved me. I knew that as fact. But he felt I was a kook. I asked him to think about it. He said he would. The conversation ended shortly thereafter. I worried that he would dismiss me and not call again.
The next evening, I hung around the telephone. It was getting late. It was past the hour my brother usually went to sleep. I was getting up my courage to call him when the phone rang. It was John. We talked about the practical and physical worries that had preyed on his mind throughout the day. Would there be enough life insurance money for his family? Would his early demise emotionally scar his sons? He cried. The paralysis had spread. He didn't think he had much more time.
Once again I was prodded intuitively to ask, "John, do you want to die?"
Again, his anger crackled across the telephone line. No, he did not want to die. How could I even ask such a ridiculous question? This tumor in his brain wasn't something he wished for!
As before, I told him he didn't have to die. He could decide to live. I listened to him rant on about my irrational beliefs and eccentric lifestyle. I held my tongue.
"Do you know anyone who has beaten terminal cancer?" he demanded angrily. "Personally, Keith! Do you personally know anybody who's survived advanced cancer after the doctors gave up on them?"
Pausing first to fortify myself, I then began sharing the stories of every acquaintance I knew personally who had cured themselves of terminal cancer. Like many people facing a medical death sentence, my brother didn't want to hear about any secondhand examples of cures. He was only interested in those case histories in which I personally witnessed people with tangible, visible complications directly linked to medically diagnosed cancer. In addition, the examples were only valid for John if the people had gone into remission and been cancer-free for at least a year after the healing. John basically eliminated every story I had in my arsenal except for five people. But that was enough. He was listening.
Fortunately, in regard to my story telling, John's memory was slipping fast. So, I could get away with repeating the same five case histories over and over again!
I even got him to meditate with me over the phone. Together, we asked for assistance from -- as John put it -- "whoever was listening." After two months of nightly, intensely emotional talking marathons, John awoke one morning to find his paralysis gone! He could move his whole body. His wife rushed him to the hospital for a magnetic resonance imaging test. The tumor had completely disappeared! Within weeks, John's health returned to normal.
My brother decided to live. He cured himself. John is alive and kicking today. And he's now decidedly more open to possibilities beyond the limitations of the tribal collective consciousness -- the arbitrary societal beliefs he took on from his family, friends, school and society.
In fact, he's begun his own exploration outside the boundaries of mainstream cultural conditioning. John is enjoying being a "househusband," driving the kids to soccer practice and music lessons while his wife Sharon gallivants around the globe lecturing as a tenured professor.
***
This story is an excerpt from Keith's latest book "Inner Coach: Outer Power"
Copyright © 2005 Keith Varnum
About Keith: Keith Varnum shares his practical approach to transformation as an author, radio host and "Dream Workshops" facilitator. Keith helps people get love, money, health and spirit with his free Prosperity Ezine, free Empowerment CD and free Coaching at http://www.thedream.com/.
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One evening in 1985, the telephone rang. It was my brother John who lived in Washington, D.C. A call from my elder sibling was highly unusual. A year my senior, John hadn't connected with me for several years. It wasn't that we disliked each other; we loved one another. We simply didn't have much in common and, therefore, little to talk about. He was a big city, government lawyer, married with a family. I was an ex-hippie acupuncturist living the single life in Boston.
When I answered the telephone, it took me a moment to recognize my brother's voice. John was crying profusely, his voice conveying a feeling of terror and extreme loss. I'd never heard my brother in this condition. He was ordinarily a bastion of macho strength and bravado.
"John? What's wrong? What's happened? The boys? Sharon? Did something happen to Mom?"
"I'm dying, Keith," John choked out between sobs.
My brother had developed a cancerous tumor the size of a golf ball in the center of his brain stem. Most of the left side of his body was already paralyzed. Within a few weeks doctors said the paralysis would reach his heart. At that point, he'd die.
I was stunned. "Can't they operate or something? Did you get a second opinion?"
The answer was no, they couldn't operate because of the size and location of the tumor. Yes, he'd seen a slew of doctors. All the cancer specialists he consulted concurred: because of the location and size of the tumor, his condition was beyond help through surgery, radiation or chemotherapy. There was nothing medical science could do. My brother had approximately three weeks to live. John had been sent home to die. His wife Sharon and our mother were immobilized with grief and anxiety.
"What can I do, John?"
"Nothing, Keith. I just need to talk to someone. I've tried to talk to Sharon and Mom. Every time I do, they just break down and cry. The doctors can't help me, so they don't want any further contact with me. My friends, well, they don't know what to say, so they avoid me. I just need someone to talk to, Keith. Will you talk to me?"
John had never asked me for any kind of assistance our whole lives. He was the big brother who always had everything together. I was the younger brother, the nonconformist who espoused strange philosophies, made weird career choices and had all the societal problems. Talk to him? Of course I would talk to him! I was willing to do anything I could for him. I immediately offered to catch the next plane to Washington.
"No, that's not what I need, Keith. There's nothing you can do for me here. I just want to talk to someone."
"Okay, John," I answered.
We conversed for over two hours the first night. I quickly realized that despite my accumulation of so many varied, alternative healing techniques, nothing in my bag of tricks could help my brother. It was too late to try acupuncture, macrobiotics, yoga or rebirthing. The cancer was too far advanced. He was paralyzed. He was being fed intravenously. It was too late to change his diet or lifestyle. I'd never felt so helpless.
What use is all my healing knowledge, I asked myself, if I can't help my own brother in a life and death crisis?
Again, I offered to fly to Washington. Again, he refused. He simply wanted someone to listen to him and be with him right where he was -- in pain, fear and despair. He didn't want to be alone in his terror. Death was stealthily approaching, and my brother had surrendered to the inevitable. He asked me to make sure his two young sons had a strong male presence to support them as they grew up. Although barely staying afloat in the ocean of life's emotional challenges myself, I assured him I'd be there as a caring and reliable father figure for his sons. When we hung up, I was emotionally drained.
John called the next evening and, within minutes, again began crying and expressing his fears. I listened helplessly, offering suggestions based on my beliefs and experience as honestly as I could without causing him even more pain. After he spent himself and broke off the connection, I meditated late into the night searching for some way to help this man who was such an integral part of me. The answer I received didn't seem appropriate, but I was determined to trust my inner coach. It had never let me down before.
When the telephone rang the next evening, I listened to his already familiar litany of fears and angry tirades. Finally, taking a quivering breath, I put to him the question my inner coach had suggested, "John, do you want to die?"
"No, damn it!" he yelled into the receiver. "What a stupid question! What the hell's wrong with you! Of course, I don't want to die!"
Drawing on my abiding faith in my spirit, I responded with total assurance, "Well, you don't have to. You can decide to live."
I told him about people who'd been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Many I knew personally and some I'd heard of. Like him, the medical profession had abandoned them. Like him, they were sent home to die.
"But they refused to accept the verdict of death, John. They healed themselves."
There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Finally, he asked, "What kind of cancer?"
"All kinds," I answered. "Through the power of meditation and the personal power of intention, the disease went into remission. The cancers simply disappeared without any medical explanation."
I knew the concept was hard for my brother to accept. The notion of self-healing was difficult for John to understand when he was healthy, let alone while looking death in the face. Meditation, spirit guides, angels, other dimensions -- those things didn't really exist for John. He loved me. I knew that as fact. But he felt I was a kook. I asked him to think about it. He said he would. The conversation ended shortly thereafter. I worried that he would dismiss me and not call again.
The next evening, I hung around the telephone. It was getting late. It was past the hour my brother usually went to sleep. I was getting up my courage to call him when the phone rang. It was John. We talked about the practical and physical worries that had preyed on his mind throughout the day. Would there be enough life insurance money for his family? Would his early demise emotionally scar his sons? He cried. The paralysis had spread. He didn't think he had much more time.
Once again I was prodded intuitively to ask, "John, do you want to die?"
Again, his anger crackled across the telephone line. No, he did not want to die. How could I even ask such a ridiculous question? This tumor in his brain wasn't something he wished for!
As before, I told him he didn't have to die. He could decide to live. I listened to him rant on about my irrational beliefs and eccentric lifestyle. I held my tongue.
"Do you know anyone who has beaten terminal cancer?" he demanded angrily. "Personally, Keith! Do you personally know anybody who's survived advanced cancer after the doctors gave up on them?"
Pausing first to fortify myself, I then began sharing the stories of every acquaintance I knew personally who had cured themselves of terminal cancer. Like many people facing a medical death sentence, my brother didn't want to hear about any secondhand examples of cures. He was only interested in those case histories in which I personally witnessed people with tangible, visible complications directly linked to medically diagnosed cancer. In addition, the examples were only valid for John if the people had gone into remission and been cancer-free for at least a year after the healing. John basically eliminated every story I had in my arsenal except for five people. But that was enough. He was listening.
Fortunately, in regard to my story telling, John's memory was slipping fast. So, I could get away with repeating the same five case histories over and over again!
I even got him to meditate with me over the phone. Together, we asked for assistance from -- as John put it -- "whoever was listening." After two months of nightly, intensely emotional talking marathons, John awoke one morning to find his paralysis gone! He could move his whole body. His wife rushed him to the hospital for a magnetic resonance imaging test. The tumor had completely disappeared! Within weeks, John's health returned to normal.
My brother decided to live. He cured himself. John is alive and kicking today. And he's now decidedly more open to possibilities beyond the limitations of the tribal collective consciousness -- the arbitrary societal beliefs he took on from his family, friends, school and society.
In fact, he's begun his own exploration outside the boundaries of mainstream cultural conditioning. John is enjoying being a "househusband," driving the kids to soccer practice and music lessons while his wife Sharon gallivants around the globe lecturing as a tenured professor.
***
This story is an excerpt from Keith's latest book "Inner Coach: Outer Power"
Copyright © 2005 Keith Varnum
About Keith: Keith Varnum shares his practical approach to transformation as an author, radio host and "Dream Workshops" facilitator. Keith helps people get love, money, health and spirit with his free Prosperity Ezine, free Empowerment CD and free Coaching at http://www.thedream.com/.
Contact the author
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Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Never Say Can’t by Amanda Huber
I know this 3 year old. “Can’t” is very big with him.
The other day my brother had his hands full and was trying to get outside. He asked the 3 year old (we’ll call him Johnny) to open the door.
“I can’t” Johnny said without any hesitation.
“What do you mean? Just open the door” my brother replied.
Johnny looked at him and repeated “I can’t”.
Exasperated, my brother encouraged him to try again. “Johnny, you can open the door. Just turn the knob and pull.”
Johnny put his hand on the knob and nothing more. “I can’t” he again repeated.
At this point it would have been easier for my brother to just set something down and open the door himself. Instead he insisted on getting to the bottom of this mystery as to why Johnny couldn’t seem to complete this simple task.
“Johnny, it’s just like every other door in the house. You can open a door. Try again. Just turn the knob and then pull the door open.”
This time instead of trying to open the door, Johnny called for his mother who was sitting just outside to open it for them.
You’re probably wondering where I’m going with this, so I’ll explain. It occurred to me that there are a few reasons why Johnny couldn’t open the door:
1) Something made him think this door was different from other doors and therefore more challenging, so he assumed it would behave differently than other doors.
2) Because this was the door to the outside and not an interior door, he felt it was something to be afraid of.
3) Since adults usually open the door for him, he expected someone else to open it.
What doors do we avoid opening out of fear or because we have a preconceived notion that the task will be more difficult than the ones we complete on a daily basis? Do we expect others to open the doors for us?
Next time you’re faced with a challenge, take a step back and look at it as an “outside door” from the grown-ups point of view. Maybe the challenge is just an ordinary task that you could easily accomplish if you didn’t expect it to be difficult.
Maybe then you can turn an “I can’t” into an “I can”!
The other day my brother had his hands full and was trying to get outside. He asked the 3 year old (we’ll call him Johnny) to open the door.
“I can’t” Johnny said without any hesitation.
“What do you mean? Just open the door” my brother replied.
Johnny looked at him and repeated “I can’t”.
Exasperated, my brother encouraged him to try again. “Johnny, you can open the door. Just turn the knob and pull.”
Johnny put his hand on the knob and nothing more. “I can’t” he again repeated.
At this point it would have been easier for my brother to just set something down and open the door himself. Instead he insisted on getting to the bottom of this mystery as to why Johnny couldn’t seem to complete this simple task.
“Johnny, it’s just like every other door in the house. You can open a door. Try again. Just turn the knob and then pull the door open.”
This time instead of trying to open the door, Johnny called for his mother who was sitting just outside to open it for them.
You’re probably wondering where I’m going with this, so I’ll explain. It occurred to me that there are a few reasons why Johnny couldn’t open the door:
1) Something made him think this door was different from other doors and therefore more challenging, so he assumed it would behave differently than other doors.
2) Because this was the door to the outside and not an interior door, he felt it was something to be afraid of.
3) Since adults usually open the door for him, he expected someone else to open it.
What doors do we avoid opening out of fear or because we have a preconceived notion that the task will be more difficult than the ones we complete on a daily basis? Do we expect others to open the doors for us?
Next time you’re faced with a challenge, take a step back and look at it as an “outside door” from the grown-ups point of view. Maybe the challenge is just an ordinary task that you could easily accomplish if you didn’t expect it to be difficult.
Maybe then you can turn an “I can’t” into an “I can”!
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Feeling is Believing by Amanda Huber
How to visualize something you aren’t experiencing
It has become a common statement in the “human potential” industry that manifesting and attracting something into your life is much easier when you put feeling behind it. I’m sure you can attain the same things without it, but I personally want to “ramp things up” (as my older brother likes to say) and use all the abilities at my disposal to guarantee that I receive all my wants with the greatest speed and force possible. But I was having a difficult time of it. How can you focus on peace and prosperity at the times you most need it - when you’re worried about your electricity getting shut off and you need to buy groceries, but only have $2.00 in your bank account to last you for the next two weeks?
I had to think about how to do this – the mechanics of it – and one day it just happened. The reason I think I suddenly envisioned it this way is due to two of my core beliefs which are:
- All of us are connected to a “power source” of thoughts and experiences that we all contribute to. I heard this referred to in a scientific article recently as “a universal, unifying thread of love”.
- If we are capable of feeling or experiencing something with the use of a drug (such as extreme highs or altered states of consciousness from illegal drugs) then we are able to experience the same things without any physical trigger – if we can just tap into that power source.
The mere fact that someone is capable of having a certain emotion or experience is proof that it does exist. We have only to try and to practice attaining that same state using our own mental abilities and beliefs to do it.
Let me digress for a minute and talk about this power source I keep referring to. One day I was concentrating on focusing myself to believe that the collective energy of the universe and all of us in it would give me the support I needed to direct the things I most wanted in life right to me; if only I could reach up and tap into it and accept what it brought. To create in myself an openness akin to opening your heart to a new relationship, or the unconditional love and hope you feel when you have your first child. For Christians, it might be akin to opening your heart to God or Christ.
In thinking of this universal power source in this light (so to speak – what a great word choice), I suddenly visualized myself reaching up with both arms, palms flat and touching a sort of “plane” of blue energy. Don’t ask me why it’s blue – it’s what my mind created for me and you might see pink or green or purple. The thickness was barely perceivable. Were it even a millimeter thinner, one would not be able to see it at all. It was not a solid sheet, but instead had constantly changing clouds moving around in it. I imagined these clouds to be the thoughts and feelings being constantly contributed to the plane.
I visualized all of us unknowingly (or for some, perhaps knowingly) contributing to this blue holding plane. Then I addressed that collective subconscious – which I knew could hear and respond to me no matter if the people contributing to it were not even aware of it. (After all, things do not require anyone to believe in them to exist. A tree exists whether you acknowledge that it does or not. You are, however, more likely to experience the tree if you do believe it exists.)
I posed my request to my new glowing plane for what I wanted to manifest in my life.
Immediately I started to feel an acceptance spread through me as if the collective energy had heard my request and was absolutely thrilled to comply. “Sure!” it said. “Coming right up - just for you!”
Well, I think I’ve digressed long enough. What I believe my experience means is simply that from then on, the technique I’ve just explained became my way of being able to visualize or feel something I wasn’t actually experiencing. After all, someone, somewhere out there has already felt the joys of buying their dream home or car, or finding their perfect partner and being truly in love, or being in the perfect health. All I have to do – all anyone has to do – is tap into it whenever it is needed.
Now when I’m feeling stressed out and want to feel at peace I mentally reach up and draw out the experience of living a relaxed, worry-free life. If I want to focus on drawing love to me, I reach up and pull the experiences of those who’ve lived a lifetime of happiness with their soul mate (ala The Notebook) and fill myself with those feelings.
So the next time you feel like crying from loneliness, or stress out about how to pay your mortgage, reach up and tap into the lives of those who are living or have already lived incredible, abundantly joyful lives. The more you do, the quicker you’ll attract that life as your own. Feeling is believing. It works for me.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
The Third Ghost by Dr. Joe Vitale
Or, Why I Offered $1,500 for a Book
by Dr. Joe Vitale
http://www.AttractANewCar.com
I've been haunted by three ghosts in my life.
The third one just appeared last month. I never
know why they pick me, but the relationship
usually leads to a brief glimpse of fame and
fortune. Maybe this time won't be any different.
The first ghost came to me in 1989. I was
reading the famous "Robert Collier Letter Book"
and came across the name Bruce Barton. I'm
sure thousands have read the same book, saw
the same name, but did not have the same
experience I had.
I got chills. Something awakened inside me. I began
a two year quest to learn all I could about this now
forgotten advertising genius and bestselling author.
The result was my book, "The Seven Lost Secrets
of Success." It's been through 11 printings. One
person bought 19,500 copies of it. The ghost of
Barton led me to write the book. It has touched
lives around the world, and continues to do so.
But he was only the first.
The second ghost was P.T. Barnum. The famous
showman and circus promoter came to me while I
was reading his autobiography. That led to my quest
to learn his business secrets. A year later, I wrote
the book, "There's a Customer Born Every Minute."
It also led to my audioprogram with Nightingale-
Conant, "The Power of Outrageous Marketing." The
program has been a bestseller for over 5 years now.
The third ghost came to me last month.
I have been a fan of Neville, the mystical writer of
several books, for a decade or more. I even mention
him and quote him in my latest book, "The Attractor
Factor." I even called one of the steps in the book,
on manifesting with feeling, "Nevillize." You Nevillize
a goal when you feel as if you already have it. But
apparently that wasn't enough for Neville.
A few weeks ago I noticed an article about him in
a major magazine. That reawakened my interest in
the Barbados mystic. I searched and found some
of his audios. These are actual recorded talks from
speeches he gave in the 1950s and 1960s. I found
a man who owned all known recordings of Neville.
I bought all 106 of them. I felt as if Neville was
speaking to me as I listened to them.
Then I found five lessons Neville taught in 1948.
These are very rare. They are about practical
metaphysics and how to manifest your heart's
desires. Pure gold. I relished the fact that I was
somehow led to the lessons. But something shocking
happened as I read them.
Neville was talking about needing to take a ship
back to his home country. He said the boat's name
was "Nerissa." That is the second time I've heard
that name. It's the name of my beloved partner,
who I've been with for six years now. Too weird.
But the ghostly events didn't stop there.
In the very same week that I found the rare lessons,
someone posted five books by Neville on eBay. All
were first editions, perfect condition, and autographed.
Neville showing up on eBay is odd enough. For five
signed books to appear was even stranger. I of course
bought them all.
The adventure didn't stop there.
A few days later eBay notified me that another
Neville item was just put online for bidding. I looked
and couldn't believe what I saw. It was the original
published lesson plan from the 1948 lectures I
had discovered -- and the manual was autographed.
Then, a few days after that, yet another Neville item
went on eBay. This turned out to be a truly rare book
from 1939 called "At Your Command."
I had never heard of it before. Apparently neither
had other Neville fans, who had been quiet until now,
as the bidding grew hot. In only one day people were
bidding $500 for this little gem. I, of course, wasn't going
to let this one slip by. I bid $1,500 for it and won it
for $515.
Is the book worth it? I used it to attract a new car:
a BMW 645Ci is being built for me right now in Germany.
So if having ghosts in my life isn't weird enough, I paid
$515 for a little book that is sharpening my powers to
manifest what I desire, which is today a $90,000 luxury
sports car.
This is getting too strange. The events were reminding
me of my experiences with Bruce Barton and P.T. Barnum.
I have no idea if the ghosts of these great men were
actually contacting me or not, but you have to admit
that the synchronicity of events leading me to write my
books has been uncanny. No wonder I've been a fan
of Rod Serling, who I met when I was a teenager.
I *live* The Twilight Zone.
I'm not sure why Neville is contacting me. Maybe
it's just to dust off his message and present it to
a new audience (meaning you). Meanwhile he'll
notify me tonight, or tomorrow. I know he would
like his ideas made available, so I put some of
them online at http://www.AttractANewCar.com
But there's a greater lesson here.
The joy in life is in following joy. What I mean is,
whether paying attention to these "coincidences"
leads to a new book or not isn't as important
as the thrill of acting on them. The adventure is
in the journey, not in the destination. The destination
is simply a pause before the next journey.
Are you acting on the nudges you get, even when
you have no idea where they will lead?
If so, you will find life exhilarating.
And you might even meet a ghost or two.
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Dr. Joe Vitale is the author of way too many books
to list here. His latest title is "The Attractor Factor:
5 Easy Steps for Creating Wealth (or anything else)
From the Inside Out." Get more details at
http://www.AttractANewCar.com or http://www.MrFire.com
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Wimberley TX 78676
Member BBB Online 2005
by Dr. Joe Vitale
http://www.AttractANewCar.com
I've been haunted by three ghosts in my life.
The third one just appeared last month. I never
know why they pick me, but the relationship
usually leads to a brief glimpse of fame and
fortune. Maybe this time won't be any different.
The first ghost came to me in 1989. I was
reading the famous "Robert Collier Letter Book"
and came across the name Bruce Barton. I'm
sure thousands have read the same book, saw
the same name, but did not have the same
experience I had.
I got chills. Something awakened inside me. I began
a two year quest to learn all I could about this now
forgotten advertising genius and bestselling author.
The result was my book, "The Seven Lost Secrets
of Success." It's been through 11 printings. One
person bought 19,500 copies of it. The ghost of
Barton led me to write the book. It has touched
lives around the world, and continues to do so.
But he was only the first.
The second ghost was P.T. Barnum. The famous
showman and circus promoter came to me while I
was reading his autobiography. That led to my quest
to learn his business secrets. A year later, I wrote
the book, "There's a Customer Born Every Minute."
It also led to my audioprogram with Nightingale-
Conant, "The Power of Outrageous Marketing." The
program has been a bestseller for over 5 years now.
The third ghost came to me last month.
I have been a fan of Neville, the mystical writer of
several books, for a decade or more. I even mention
him and quote him in my latest book, "The Attractor
Factor." I even called one of the steps in the book,
on manifesting with feeling, "Nevillize." You Nevillize
a goal when you feel as if you already have it. But
apparently that wasn't enough for Neville.
A few weeks ago I noticed an article about him in
a major magazine. That reawakened my interest in
the Barbados mystic. I searched and found some
of his audios. These are actual recorded talks from
speeches he gave in the 1950s and 1960s. I found
a man who owned all known recordings of Neville.
I bought all 106 of them. I felt as if Neville was
speaking to me as I listened to them.
Then I found five lessons Neville taught in 1948.
These are very rare. They are about practical
metaphysics and how to manifest your heart's
desires. Pure gold. I relished the fact that I was
somehow led to the lessons. But something shocking
happened as I read them.
Neville was talking about needing to take a ship
back to his home country. He said the boat's name
was "Nerissa." That is the second time I've heard
that name. It's the name of my beloved partner,
who I've been with for six years now. Too weird.
But the ghostly events didn't stop there.
In the very same week that I found the rare lessons,
someone posted five books by Neville on eBay. All
were first editions, perfect condition, and autographed.
Neville showing up on eBay is odd enough. For five
signed books to appear was even stranger. I of course
bought them all.
The adventure didn't stop there.
A few days later eBay notified me that another
Neville item was just put online for bidding. I looked
and couldn't believe what I saw. It was the original
published lesson plan from the 1948 lectures I
had discovered -- and the manual was autographed.
Then, a few days after that, yet another Neville item
went on eBay. This turned out to be a truly rare book
from 1939 called "At Your Command."
I had never heard of it before. Apparently neither
had other Neville fans, who had been quiet until now,
as the bidding grew hot. In only one day people were
bidding $500 for this little gem. I, of course, wasn't going
to let this one slip by. I bid $1,500 for it and won it
for $515.
Is the book worth it? I used it to attract a new car:
a BMW 645Ci is being built for me right now in Germany.
So if having ghosts in my life isn't weird enough, I paid
$515 for a little book that is sharpening my powers to
manifest what I desire, which is today a $90,000 luxury
sports car.
This is getting too strange. The events were reminding
me of my experiences with Bruce Barton and P.T. Barnum.
I have no idea if the ghosts of these great men were
actually contacting me or not, but you have to admit
that the synchronicity of events leading me to write my
books has been uncanny. No wonder I've been a fan
of Rod Serling, who I met when I was a teenager.
I *live* The Twilight Zone.
I'm not sure why Neville is contacting me. Maybe
it's just to dust off his message and present it to
a new audience (meaning you). Meanwhile he'll
notify me tonight, or tomorrow. I know he would
like his ideas made available, so I put some of
them online at http://www.AttractANewCar.com
But there's a greater lesson here.
The joy in life is in following joy. What I mean is,
whether paying attention to these "coincidences"
leads to a new book or not isn't as important
as the thrill of acting on them. The adventure is
in the journey, not in the destination. The destination
is simply a pause before the next journey.
Are you acting on the nudges you get, even when
you have no idea where they will lead?
If so, you will find life exhilarating.
And you might even meet a ghost or two.
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Dr. Joe Vitale is the author of way too many books
to list here. His latest title is "The Attractor Factor:
5 Easy Steps for Creating Wealth (or anything else)
From the Inside Out." Get more details at
http://www.AttractANewCar.com or http://www.MrFire.com
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Copyright © 2005 by Joe Vitale. All rights reserved.
You may forward this in its entirety to anyone you wish.
Hypnotic Marketing Inc.
121 Canyon Gap Rd
Wimberley TX 78676
Member BBB Online 2005
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
You Are What You Speak? by Amanda Huber
I was thinking the other day about how conscious I’ve become of saying only exactly what I mean. I know that may sound a little strange, but think about it. Have you ever jokingly said to someone “I’m going to kill you”?
A friend of mine gave me this example recently. He said that your sub-conscious has no sense of humor and interprets literally what you think and say. That, to me, is a terrifying concept considering the things that come out of a lot of our mouths today.
I think I’ve always tried to be very aware of the things I say out loud. After all, I wouldn’t want to wind up accidentally backing over one of my favorite clients in the parking lot simply because he hadn’t checked his email account for several months. Did I really say I was going to kill him? I didn’t mean it though!
Maybe that’s an extreme example, but what of the everyday run-of-the-mill utterances? What about “I wish I made more money” or “I really want a new car”? According to the experts* in this area, statements like these are going to keep you exactly in the same spot you’re already in. Why? Because you are, in effect, reinforcing that existence. You do wish you made more money and you do want a new car (meaning you continue to not have those things by saying them and believing them).
So what do you do about it?
These same experts* say to change the statements and you will change their reality.
“I have $10,000.00 in my checking account.”
“I have a new car.”
I had a problem with this for a long time. How can you say you have a new car when you clearly are still driving the same rust-bucket that you hope holds together just a little bit longer? It feels false.
Therein lies the key, I think. You have to be able to see yourself in that new car – imagine the future you. Absorb yourself in the daydream until it seems real. Another way the experts* tell you to get past this resistance is to change the statements to something you’re more comfortable with such as “I intend to make more money”.
Does any of this really help?
I look at it this way. If you are sitting at your desk, head in your hands, saying to yourself “I really need to make more money” doesn’t that imply a sort of helplessness? You need it? Doesn’t that sound as if you expect someone to come along and bestow some money on you?
Now how about this: “I intend to make more money”.
Ah HA! Now that sounds like a person who is going to ask for a raise, look for a better paying job, or start a new side business.
It’s empowering isn’t it? You could even take it a step further and challenge those nagging thoughts you hear in your head every morning too. Pretty soon that “Oh Lord I look old today” will turn into “I look FANTASTIC today”!
… and you do, too!
* Some of my favorite experts of note explain it all much better here:
(see more great book selections under “must read”)
A friend of mine gave me this example recently. He said that your sub-conscious has no sense of humor and interprets literally what you think and say. That, to me, is a terrifying concept considering the things that come out of a lot of our mouths today.
I think I’ve always tried to be very aware of the things I say out loud. After all, I wouldn’t want to wind up accidentally backing over one of my favorite clients in the parking lot simply because he hadn’t checked his email account for several months. Did I really say I was going to kill him? I didn’t mean it though!
Maybe that’s an extreme example, but what of the everyday run-of-the-mill utterances? What about “I wish I made more money” or “I really want a new car”? According to the experts* in this area, statements like these are going to keep you exactly in the same spot you’re already in. Why? Because you are, in effect, reinforcing that existence. You do wish you made more money and you do want a new car (meaning you continue to not have those things by saying them and believing them).
So what do you do about it?
These same experts* say to change the statements and you will change their reality.
“I have $10,000.00 in my checking account.”
“I have a new car.”
I had a problem with this for a long time. How can you say you have a new car when you clearly are still driving the same rust-bucket that you hope holds together just a little bit longer? It feels false.
Therein lies the key, I think. You have to be able to see yourself in that new car – imagine the future you. Absorb yourself in the daydream until it seems real. Another way the experts* tell you to get past this resistance is to change the statements to something you’re more comfortable with such as “I intend to make more money”.
Does any of this really help?
I look at it this way. If you are sitting at your desk, head in your hands, saying to yourself “I really need to make more money” doesn’t that imply a sort of helplessness? You need it? Doesn’t that sound as if you expect someone to come along and bestow some money on you?
Now how about this: “I intend to make more money”.
Ah HA! Now that sounds like a person who is going to ask for a raise, look for a better paying job, or start a new side business.
It’s empowering isn’t it? You could even take it a step further and challenge those nagging thoughts you hear in your head every morning too. Pretty soon that “Oh Lord I look old today” will turn into “I look FANTASTIC today”!
… and you do, too!
* Some of my favorite experts of note explain it all much better here:
(see more great book selections under “must read”)
The Attractor Factor - Joe Vitale | |
| Popular marketing and spirituality guru Joe Vitale argues that those who try hard and fail need to remake their inner beings in order to easily attract success, wealth, and happiness. Many people do the right things but get the wrong results; it's not so much what they do, as what they are inside. The problem for most people is self-sabotage. In five easy steps, Vitale shows anyone how to become happier and more successful by doing a few simple things differently every day. Part wealth-creation guide, part spiritual road map, part autobiography, The Attractor Factor offers inspiring, effective answers for anyone who wants to feel better, be happier, get wealthier, and get ahead in life. |
Power of Focus - Jack L. Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Les Hewitt | |
| Whether they are corporate professionals, budding entrepreneurs, or own a home business, most people are looking to achieve more in less time, while earning enough money to live comfortably. This book reveals the proven techniques thousands of people have used to attain all of the money they wanted while living healthy, happy and balanced lives. The Power of Focus is a practical, no-nonsense guide that shows readers how to reach their business, personal and financial goals without getting burned out in the process. |
Conversations With God: An Uncommon Dialog - Neale Donald Walsch | |
| Suppose you could ask God the most puzzling questions about existence - questions about love and faith, life and death, good and evil. Suppose God provided clear, understandable answers. It happened to Neale Donald Walsch. It can happen to you. You are about to have a conversation... |
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Helping With Your Goals by Dr. Joe Vitale
Welcome everyone! I received this article in an email recently and thought I'd pass it along. Joe not only writes helpful articles, but he seems like a really great guy as well. I hope this information will help you too.
(Also worth mentioning: if you want or need a new car, be sure to check out Joe's series on manifesting a new car here.)
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A New Way to Easily Achieve Your Goals
by Dr. Joe Vitale
http://www.MrFire.com/factor
I've learned at least two things about achieving goals: There is an easy way and a hard way.
The hard way is to work night and day, stay obsessed, rarely sleep, and never give up.
Since everyone talks about the hard way, I want to address the easy way. After all, why struggle if you don't have to?
I've used the easy way to create bestselling books, lose 70 pounds in 8 months, find my ideal mate, get healthy, increase my wealth, and much more.
Obviously, it works.
Here's the formula in brief:
1. Be grateful for what you already have.
2. Playfully declare what you would like to have with positive emotion, feeling as if it is already achieved.
3. Act on the nudges and opportunities that appear.
That's it. In my latest book, "The Attractor Factor," I explain a 5-step formula for getting what you want. It's useful for those times when you don't feel grateful, or can't decide on what you want, or don't understand the concept of letting go while taking inspired action. It's also helpful when you have issues about money, or deserving, or feel in any way blocked from your goals.
But the bottom-line for me is this: Declare what you would like with no attachment and plenty of good feeling, feel grateful for what you already have, and act on what appears. The result will be the manifestation of a happy life.
Let's explore this in depth.
1. Feel grateful now.
It doesn't mater where you live or what you have. If you're reading this, you're most likely living like a king or queen compared to people in third world countries. You may even be living better than kings or queens from history, as they often lived in cold, violent, frightful times. You've got it made.
2. Choose what you want without attachment, feeling as if it is already achieved.
There's magic in saying "Id love to---(fill in the blank) but I won't die if I don't have it." Since the world is simply energy taking form, when you declare you want something, you begin to attract it. But when you say you need something, the need pushes it away. You want to select your desire, and feel the joy of already having it, without feeling any desperation. Need will push it away; Desire will attract it. If you feel as if you *already* have it, then you *will* have it.
3. Act on your opportunities and intuitions.
You may get offers, calls, or who knows what. Act on them. You never know what will lead you to your goal. Your ego cannot see the big picture. Intuition and opportunities will come to you from the larger view, and your job is to act on them. As you do, you will be taken to your goal, even when it appears you are being blocked away. Trust is key.
Is that really all there is to it?
Again, the fuller procedure in "The Attractor Factor" will take care of any snags in the process, but the basic process is simple. Let's walk through it:
1. Look around your room. What are you grateful for? Make a list. Get into the authentic feeling of true gratitude. In other words, be happy now. You don't need a reason to be happy. But if you want one, find something, anything, to be grateful for right now. When you're grateful, you're in a mental place that will attract more to be grateful for.
2. Look around the playground of your mind. What would you like to have, do, or be? What would be fun? Write it down. As you do, feel what it would be like to already have it now. Pretend you won the lotto. What would you want for yourself or others? What would be fun? The key is playful non-attachment while experiencing its completion *now.*
3. Now pay attention. As you go about your life, listen to your hunches and act on them, and pay attention to the opportunities and act on them. You never know what will take you in the direction of your goal. Your job is to take inspired action. You may have some work to do in this step, but the work will be from your heart, and will take you in the direction of getting your goal.
Why not go through the steps right now?
Write them down, experience them, and then check back in a few weeks and see how they are doing. You may surprise yourself by how easily and quickly your goals are achieved.
If you find yourself doubting the process, thinking negative, or in any way not enjoying the simplicity of the easy way to attain your goals, then consider learning the 5 step process in "The Attractor Factor."
Above all, have fun. Keep smiling. Be playful. Stay grateful. These are all elements of the new secret to manifesting your goals.
Remember the words of a famous song that also perfectly summaries this new way to achieve your goals: "Don't worry. Be happy."
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Dr. Joe Vitale is the author of way too many books
to list here. His latest title is "The Attractor Factor:
5 Easy Steps for Creating Wealth (or anything else)
From the Inside Out." Get details at
http://www.mrfire.com/factor
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Copyright © 2005 by Joe Vitale. All rights reserved.
You may forward this in its entirety to anyone you wish.
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Hypnotic Marketing Inc.
121 Canyon Gap Rd
Wimberley TX 78676
Member BBB Online 2005
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