Knocking down De Fence…
We withdraw from love because we expect something and don’t get it. We take offense to something, so the ego is unwilling to let you play anymore. The solution is to change our expectation, to knock down DE fence, but instead the ego takes offence.
In the American football game there are the defensive and the offensive groups within each team. The offensive group attack and try to score points. Now that is the game of football. But in relationships, there are different rules. For every point you gain, you lose another. Balance means neutral scores.
Taking offence means that someone has upset something in your ego and you are reacting to it. Now consider this, maybe they are right, but you just don’t want to admit it.
If you are accused by your lover of some crime or ill doing, and can say, “Yes, I am capable of that and worthy of love for it”, you will pass the whole journey of growth back to your lover.
Truth in Love
Honesty, they cry
Honesty they cry
But really they mean conformity
they ask for honesty
But condemn anything that doesn’t fit their expectations.
Is that honest?
Our expectations?
Maybe the first honesty is admitting
That everything we know
Is a lie.
Nature’s law pervades every walk of life so it is not specifically what you think that matters; it is how you think that makes the difference. You must change how you think from one-sided learning (causes depression) to balanced thinking (causes love).
Most business power and success comes from lies, or at least the ability not to tell the truth. Secrets. Telling lies means withholding the truth, and therefore holding great power. So, in your relationship, if you want great power, then its best to withhold the truth, not reveal your emotions, blame your partner and tell lies. This is a very powerful way to approach relationship, and a perfect way to prevent vulnerability.
But if you want love. Well that’s a different story. Love means naked, raw, honest, exposed, vulnerability. I hear people say, “I need to trust before I become vulnerable” and that is a horrible lie. The only person you need to trust in being vulnerable is you. Shame makes us worry about trust. Why would we be holding back anything if it weren’t for shame. Shame means we are not worthy of love, therefore, we can’t trust ourselves being open and natural and vulnerable. So we seek out people with the same ego issues and open up to them, only because they agree that we are victims.
Remember as a child you’d put your hands up to your face, and because you couldn’t see people, you automatically thought they couldn’t see you. My daughter did this all the time when she was being reprimanded for playing up. She’d just put her little open palms in front of her eyes and disappear, as far she was concerned, into nowhere. This made me realise how easy it is to shame someone in the process of helping them learn.
Power comes from lies. Love comes from truth. Power comes from not revealing who we are. Love comes from vulnerability. Most people don’t know how to love. So they ask for ego backup instead. They go looking for ego support, “Oh, yes, you poor man, she was such a nasty thing, now lets process her, so you feel well”. If you want to waste your entire life in therapy, and finding equally deluded friends who are emotionally inept, then holding back is perfect. However, it is not love, and certainly not the food for sacred relationship.
In my relationships, I am very honest. Right up front. If I am falling in love with someone else I speak out. If I am finished in the old relationship, I speak out. This is not enjoyable for either person, but it is love. Since my marriage more than 20 years ago, I have tried to be honest in my relationships. Sometimes people say I lie. I must. Sometimes I tell the truth, but the person just doesn’t want to hear it. They say, “No, that’s not how you feel” but it is. I believe that lovers come together with love, they process emotions as part of their growth in love, they stay together in a relationship because their dreams overlap, and they stay together in love whether they admit it or not.
Truth is an powerless, raw, vulnerable experience. Emotions reveal a lot of truth. Truth of emotions is not “the truth”, it is “your truth”. So, “your truth” can become food for growth for both you and your partner.
Some people tell the truth because they are guilty and want to get the guilt off their chest. That is not telling the truth, it is passing the buck. If you are carrying guilt you are far wiser to process that guilt until there is love. Then share. But passing your guilt to your partner turns to their pain and not your pain. This is really messed up.
In a relationship, things happen that you are not proud of. But everything is worthy of love. So you can come to love for yourself no matter what happened. You need to keep an open heart to your partner if they share truth. That means you may both have some work to do if there is news that comes out unexpectedly. But everything is worthy of love.
The Lies
My eyes, can lie, any actor knows this.
My words are constructed, all children perfect it.
My heart is manipulative, loneliness guarantees the compromise.
My hopes are ever changing, because my world is too
My past is irrelevant, although I may carry it as a burden
My Love is my own, I cannot love you more than me
My soul is intangible; any attempt to personalise it is the Ego trying to survive
Who am I even when you know me?
Are you really ever able to know me other than to fit me into a box and say,
“Ah, he’s one of them!”
Even if I do fit that box, have you really got to know me, or just a part?
If you really want to get to know me, your Ego needs to die.
Are you ready for that?
Are you ready to dissolve all your judgments
of who you should and shouldn’t be, and all your anger and bitterness from your past?
I challenge you in this book, to try it.
I suspect, that if you are looking for love,
but can’t really open to it, then something from the past is hindering your truth
Lying is the exact same behavior. We think that if we shut up, keep a secret, or put up a story to cover something, we are behind a shield, and can’t get caught. It’s like dressing a pig in an Armani suit and wondering why people are suspicious. Lies deceive the willing, but only on the surface. Deep down, people know. Consciously or unconsciously, they know. And they extract a huge retribution.
A person who is lying arouses suspicion. Now the accusations might be completely off target, but the suspicion is absolutely valid. For example, lets imagine that you take a phone call at the office from your ex and you enjoy a few moments reminiscing about the past, almost flirting, as you both fantasise about some amazingly romantic experience you had. Now, not everyone has a partner who is aware enough to understand that these things are normal. So you get home, and discretion being the better part of valor, you keep it under your chest.
Then your partner says, “What’s wrong?” and you say, “Nothings wrong, why does something always have to be wrong?” and they say, “You just don’t seem yourself tonight” and then you say, “Would you get off my back, don’t you trust me or something?” and then your partner says, “Yes, I mean no, yes, I trust you, but you seem strange”. It starts to escalate and the result is they start to withdraw. So, you lied (or kept a secret) because you feared their reaction, and now they are in reaction, not because of what you did, but because you lied to hide what you did. Like a child you thought that by keeping a secret, putting your words up in front of your face, that people can’t see you, but they can. And more importantly, so can you.
Nobody can lie to you more than you. If you don’t want to know that someone is lying you’ll deny your intuitions. On the other side, you’ll need to know that the intuition is always right in energy, but rarely right in form. Now this can save you a lot of heartache. If you accuse your partner of having an affair, you are expressing your greatest fear, and by the laws of nature you’ll cause it.
The spirit of the inner child
One of the most impactful healing experiences in my entire life was in counseling after my marriage break up where I learned about my inner child, or in another language, my spirit. After 12 months getting to trust the process of counseling, my counselor helped me find something quite amazing. There, underneath my manhood, was a rejected child.
The only way to describe this child is to tell you the story. We all have a psychological child within us. This child is innocent, vulnerable and wantless. This child has no age or form, yet it has all the beautiful qualities of a newborn babe. This “child like innocence” never changes. Over time, we get an impression of the world in which we live, and if things go wrong, or are not safe, we blame this child for being so vulnerable, and try to cover it or in the least, change it.
Like everyone else, there were things about my innocent child I always wanted to change. I resented that he was so soft. I was annoyed that he was clumsy and vulnerable. I was so embarrassed that he was so accident prone I blamed him for everything that went wrong, including humiliating me. It is a part of us all we want to keep secret and its different for everyone. Ironically, I was later to find out when I was doing advanced Zen, or sitting in a sweat lodge in Canada, that this “secret” part of me was my greatest strength.
The process of finding him was so easy, but what to do with him? I was in a huge divorce, I wanted my ex-wife back. I was having more ups and downs than a yoyo because I didn’t know how to look after him. That child inside, I had given to my wife and said, metaphorically, “Look after this part of me please, because it gets in the way of my career, my business, my life”.
In my counseling sessions it became obvious that I was still trying to give my child to my ex-wife. My counselor said, “Now we have met your child, maybe we can find somewhere safer for him until you are ready to look after him yourself”. She offered to be the caretaker, but this didn’t feel right for some reason. Instead I got a flash of where he wanted to be and took him to a park, a tree that I loved, and climbed that tree and sat with him. I placed my spirit high in the branches of a tree. To be safe, nurtured and cared for.
It was the beginning of my spiritual path. I suddenly knew the difference between being in the world but not of it. There was something precious, my essence, I couldn’t change, fix, modify, use, sell, entertain. I found my spirit, my inner child. The next few years were spent getting to know him, learning to love him. Suddenly there was a quietness to life. Suddenly, there was a beautiful awareness, that if my child was safe, I could go anywhere I chose, I was free to be content in the world without a lover to make me so.
This spirit sits inside every human, an inner child. To connect with this spirit, go and pick up a child in your arms under the age of three. Let them fall asleep in your arms. And in those moments when they are just closing their eyes, feel that beautiful energy that comes from them. Just when their little ego stops struggling to have more ice cream, or more milk, or more toys, or more something, just when they really stop wanting, there is the spirit of the child. This is the child within. The spirit.
A sacred relationship is one in which this child is shared with someone. It must be welcomed. It must be safe in your arms and then safe in your lover’s arms. This child is not a playful, fun, creative child. It is a sleeping beauty that gets awakened with a kiss. It is a simple stillness that feels tender and gentle, wants for nothing, feels content in your arms and feels safe with your lover.
The ego is built to cover that child (spirit), the ego is built to change it, eradicate the vulnerability of it. The ego is built to be in the world without that child. We learn tricks like giving that vulnerability away by handing your inner child to someone, “Look after this for me while I go off to work”. This is the conventional way to have a relationship, but it makes relationships sick. And hiding that child, to make it safe from your lover, is even sicker. It is really just judging your own worthiness for love. Your spirit, your inner child, is what makes you complete. It doesn’t need anything except for you to love it, to want it, and it doesn’t deserve to be handed over. There is nothing your spirit has done or not done that isn’t worthy of love.
When I do a consultation with a person, I always meet them first for an interview. If I cannot hear their child’s voice within, I cannot give guidance. It doesn’t matter if that person cannot hear what is going on within them, but if I can’t feel that child, that spirit within, then I cannot hear the truth that is being blocked.
After some more months in counseling, I went back to that park, I climbed up into that tree (I was 34), and placed that little spirit, deep into my heart. As I did he woke, he smiled, and from that day to now, he has guided my life, every step. I won’t type a keynote without his presence inside me (I never put him on display), I share his happiness with everyone I meet. I keep him space from those who would not understand his beauty and I never, never, give him away. Never again.
When I travel to Nepal I sit on the top of dream mountain. A place where I believe any dream that begins from and includes the inner child, comes true. I take my child everywhere I go, and here on this mountain, he sings. He sings to the angels from whom he came, he sings of love and sunshine. He is my angel, he is my love, never lonely while I am with him.
I take clients to this home in the clouds, and by the time they reach this place they are ready. Their child speaks, their heart opens, and their dreams are known. This vision quest isn’t a formal thing. The spirit sings from here, on the highest mountains, and all the world hears the echo. On this mountain in Nepal, dream mountain, our spirit surfaces and the ego steps aside.
Think of what you dislike or hate most about yourself. Now think about your childhood, and if this part of you always caused you to suffer. You will begin to know your inner child. It is the most precious pearl. Nature wrapped this special secret inside a package for safe keeping, wrapped it so well to protect it, to soften its hardships, nature wrapped it in your ego. Are you ready to open the gift?
A precious pearl
Treat this wonderful spirit within you, this child, as the precious pearl. Value it, more than your life, more than anything. Feel the beauty of it, know that it is not frail, just recognise how precious it is. Grown from the belly of a shell, deep in the ocean, from a single grain of sand. Your spirit. It wants nothing, needs nothing, and therefore has everything.
Now, unwrap it from that silk cloth you call protection. Remove the coverings, and another, and another. Get past the idea that someone wants to steal it, unwrap another layer again. Learn to care for it, find a safe place to keep it. Find a place to keep this spirit within you and make a promise that where you go, she or he comes with you, and if it is not there, you are not there. It’s not a burden carrying it around, so don’t hand it to someone.
The ego, the guardian of your inner self does a beautiful job. It makes you safe, wraps you in protection. It guards against everything. It learns to expect the best and worst, it begins to preempt what will happen, it expects and projects itself into the future. It is the master of prediction.
Your inner spirit does not fear, you do. Your inner child is not wrong or stupid, you are. There is nothing that can damage it, nothing you can change. Nothing can hurt your inner self; nothing can hurt your love. Only your ego can be damaged. There is nothing that can hurt your inner spirit. Only the wrapping can be hurt.
And isn’t that what you want? To undo the wrapping and fall in love again. Can you see there is nothing to fear but fear itself. There is nothing to protect, it was a learning, and now there can be an unlearning.
That is always the great discovery of self-help. In the end, there is no self to help. There is only love.
To bring “light” back into the heart
Contemplating the meanings of the revealed books
of the sacred traditions, and the words of the saints,
since these perform an action upon the heart,
removing its illusions, healing its ills, restoring its strength.
The same function can be served by inspired
art, literature, and music, which also perform an action upon us.
Another cure for the heart is keeping one’s stomach empty.
Any excess of food hardens the heart.
Fasting is the opposite of the subtle and not so subtle addictions
with which we numb ourselves to the experience of heart.
When through fasting we expose the heart’s pain to ourselves,
we become more emotionally vulnerable and honest.
And then, can the heart be healed.
Prayer before sunrise is a powerful inspiration.
In these early morning hours the activity of the world has been reduced to its minimum, the psychic atmosphere has become still, and we are more able to reach the depths of concentration upon our own conscious.
Finally, keeping company with “heart” people can restore faith and health to the heart.
It is only a matter of degree to move from the ailing heart
to the purified heart.
Centre yourself and all your attention in the reality of divine love, which has the power to unify our fragmented being and reconnect us with unity at all levels of existence.
Minimising your psychological distortions by over coming the slavery of your attractions, and seeing beyond the veil of selfishness -
Then, in that state, we may discover a deep receptivity a spiritual presence within.
When we can centre ourselves and our attention on the presence of divine reality,
we not only become unified within ourselves, we recognise our unity with all of life.
This is the unifying function of the heart. Knowing Love.
Chris Walker is a world leading change agent, an environmentalist and author of more than 20 books. Born and bred in Australia, he consults to people and organisations throughout the world on improved relationships, health and lifestyle through the application of the Universal laws of Nature. The result he offers is that we stay balanced, share loving relationships, work with passion, enjoy success, and live our personal truth. To learn more about Chris’s work and journeys to Nepal, visit http://www.chriswalker.com.au

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Music business has changed a lot with upcoming technologies. One can find these changes in the form of traditional business models or hike in sales of CD’s whereby changes have provided new artists, independent artists, labels and music companies with new opportunities. Today, the music industry has the benefits of selling music online, wireless technologies, develop online record company, and open an online music store.

Availability of digital music downloads directly from the internet to the hard drives of computers has raised the issue of music piracy. There are thousands of websites providing free music download services. There are legal music download sites whereby they allow you to download songs when you pay a minimal charge in return. You can compare these sites and find which allows you to download music at the most competitive rates.

You can find the difference between different music download programs with the help of file sharing programs. The question is that really these music download programs are free or not? Many of these music download programs have lots of ad wares, spy wares and pop-ups that you should be cautious of. The difference between file sharing and free file sharing program is that with the payment you make. Programs like MP3 advance, mp3 music subscription provide you with technical support, security from popup, spy wares, privacy protection and money back incase you are not happy with the program.

Because of illegal copying of music files and sales in the market many music companies have brought law suits but still many file sharing program allows users to be anonymous. People are confused as to the legacy of free music downloads. They still think that which place of the website allows downloading and burning of free music. Is file sharing legal and after downloading are they at any risk? Therefore, you should avoid different file sharing programs like P2P, KaZaa, Limeware which allows free downloads but violate copyright laws. These downloads are songs from the CD put on the internet by people not having rights from the company or authorized music company.

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The right motorcycle accident attorney can make all the difference, and so too can the right night club or place to drink. It matters more than you think who you call for your motorcycle accident or other legal matter. When it matters most, call the Law Firm of Sebastian Gibson. We hope this list of top night clubs and places to drink and our other lists of places to go also lets you make the most of your time in Anaheim Hills and the surrounding area. We know that when you spend your hard earned money when you go out on the town or even when you simply want to have fun without spending much money, you don’t want to spend your limited time or money and have a bad time. To help ensure your enjoyment when you go out in Anaheim Hills, we’ve compiled this list. Remember though, even the best bar or place to drink can have a bad day. The server you have may be having a bad day, the bartender you have may even make the wrong drink. The trick to having fun when you go out on the town is to make the best of any situation. Life is too short to be annoyed by common things that go wrong. It’s the same thing when you have an accident. A motorcycle accident can ruin your whole year. As a motorcycle accident attorney for Anaheim Hills, however, we know how to remedy a bad situation and make it better. We know how to obtain payment for your motorcycle repairs (or the value of your motorcycle if it was totaled) and how to obtain a motorcycle accident settlement that includes compensation for your medical bills, wage loss, and pain and suffering. If you’ve been the victim of a motorcycle accident in Anaheim Hills and suffered an injury requiring medical treatment, visit our website at http://www.sebastiangibsonlaw.com for more information and call us at any of the numbers easily found on our website. This is the first annual list of the top ten night clubs and places to drink in or near Anaheim Hills chosen by Anaheim Hills Motorcycle Accident Lawyer Sebastian Gibson for 2010, Even if this list doesn’t include your favorite bar or place to drink, we hope it will at least provide you with a few more choices of where to go for some drinks in the Anaheim Hills area. At the Law Firm of Sebastian Gibson, we’ve obtained outstanding results in cases other attorneys haven’t even been interested in. Not every case is a big one but it takes experience to recognize what makes a good one. Find out what makes our law firm so exceptional and why our website is graded so highly by websitegrader.com. It says a lot that other law firms refer their big cases to us. Other attorneys refer all types of matters to us and for good reason. Our record of obtaining extraordinary results for decades speaks volumes. More than once, when other lawyers haven’t been interested in a case, we’ve persevered and had extraordinary success. We can’t guarantee results but we can guarantee that we will represent your best interests and that we will do so to the very best of our abilities. Remember, it matters more than you think who you call for your accident or other legal matter. When it matters most, call the law firm of Sebastian Gibson. The right lawyer can make all the difference in a motorcycle accident claim. Visit our website at http://www.sebastiangibsonlaw.com and call us if you’ve been injured in a motorcycle accident in Anaheim Hills. Don’t let a motorcycle accident ruin your year and prevent you from enjoying life and taking the chance to have some good drinks and times with friends and family at night clubs and places to drink such as these. So here are our top ten night clubs and places to drink in Anaheim Hills for 2010. We’ve purposely chosen night clubs and places to drink that are popular and known for fun, instead of night clubs and places to drink that have the most expensive drinks or the top ratings. If you’ve been involved in a motorcycle accident, we think that going to a bar or night club with friends or family and having a nice drink and good conversation at a reasonable price is more important than overpaying for the paintings on the walls. Here are our top choices. 1. Landmark Steakhouse, Corona del Mar 2. Woody’s Wharf, Newport Beach 3. Pierce Street Annex, Costa Mesa 4. Mosun, Laguna Beach 5. Sutra, Costa Mesa 6. Tannins, San Juan Capistrano 7. In Cohoots, Fullerton 8. Tentation, Costa Mesa 9. Club Vegas, Costa Mesa 10. Shark Club, Costa Mesa Enjoy your time in Anaheim Hills but remember to watch how much you drink or to use a designated driver. And if by some unfortunate circumstance, you’re involved in an accident on your way home, remember, it matters more than you think who you call for your accident. When it matters most, call the Law Firm of Sebastian Gibson.

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Art is the expression of life and it means different things for different people. For one person a piece of art may be an extraordinary thing, while for some it may not be extraordinary. It all depends on how one perceives and views things in life. However one thing is universally true, there is no person who does not appreciate genuine art work whether it is in the form of painting, poetry, art, literature besides many other forms. Now buying art pieces can be tricky at times if you are not dealing with a genuine art dealer. Fraud art dealers are plenty in operation in the market and if you are one of those genuine lovers of art you must try and avoid these fake dealers at all costs. Well this can be difficult at times, but if you are properly educated about all the aspects related to this you can avoid this. An art lawyer is the professional that can help you out if at all you become a victim of any kind of fraud.

Remember its not that the art lawyer New York can help you out if you buy fake art pieces from a dealer, but also if you want to sell an art masterpiece at the correct price. If you for some reason or the other become a victim of fraud while buying a piece of art, you must understand that there are many legal nuances associated with this. An art lawyer is professionally qualified to deal with such cases. Lawyers expertise in handling different types of legal cases types just like a doctor. So you must make sure that you are working with a really good art lawyer to help you with the case if at all you have to fight a legal case about a fraud art dealer.

Now there are some things that you have to find out about a lawyer if you want him or her to handle the case for you. First you must find out how many cases he has successfully handled till date. If possible talk to people who have used the services of that lawyer and find out how efficient he or she is in handling the case. Well you will surely want the best art lawyer in New York to handle the case for you and of course win the case. There are some law firms that specialize in handling art cases, while there are also art lawyers that are experienced in handling such cases. If you are someone who loves art, then having a fake piece of art in your possession which the dealer promised to be real can annoy you to no ends.

Now if at all you are faced with situation, you must take resort of the law and see that the fraud dealers are put at their place. An art dealer can help you to deal with any issues that you may face while buying or purchasing a piece of art. After all why must you suffer due to the action of another individual?

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NORTH MIAMI BEACH, Fla. (May 2, 2003) โ€” Practicing medicine today presents many challenges for health care professionals, including the threat of lawsuits. This threat looms not only for doctors involved in treating the body, but also for doctors involved in treating the mind and other mental health professionals. As a result, Larry Benovitz, M.D., L.H.R.M., has formed Strategic Risk Management. The goal of this new business is to provide risk management for psychiatrists, psychologists and others involved in the mental health field.

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Prologue:
This was meant to be the sequel to the book: “Angelic Renegades & Rephaim Giants.” The Rephaim Giants, whom were the offspring, or hybrid of the Watchers, which was done for the most part in poetic form and represents a short novel; the author he could present the best impression that way, that being, more on the emotional, symbolic scale his images, impressions of them.
This sequel is done was done in both poetic prose form; now put into poetic prose for the first time, and a vast amount is being left out [two sections]. The story represents a vision the author had. There were angelic beings given the task by God to watch over earth, did just that for a while, then two-hundred of them took it upon themselves to go down to earth and co-habituate with the human female gender, in so doing they chose a most dreadful fate, to be buried alive in the pit of the abyss, within the bowls of the earth.
Their off spring [children] was the giants of the Old Testament, Genesis Chapter 6, and also presented in the Pseudepigrapha, in the book of Enoch, written about 200 BC. No one is sure when the time period of this first started, but these giants of old were called the Rephaim Giants. Eventually they would meet their fate, by killing off one another in wars. Then came the flood, and your guess is as good as mine, what happened to them.
In my first book I took a visionary journey, within the story called: “Meeting of the Watchers.” Now you may be saying, where these Nefilim angelic warlords come into play; and especially how does one link them to the other.
Well, as you most likely know, God works things out in accordance to his laws, which I put into place a long time ago. That is to say, one of my visions, which I wrote about in the book: “The Last Trumpet and the Woodbridge Demon,” is about these Nefilim angelic beings also. The Nefilim angels were before and at present the Watchers, although being from the same stock. But I didn’t go on a journey like I did with Serr’el, to meet the Watchers in this quest of sorts. I simple went on a journey in which I got caught up in, and maybe was not suppose to, in their space craft, and out of wanting to know, stayed within this vision, not letting go, and some times, things just work out surprisingly for you. And this is what I’m about to share with you.
I was kind of like looking through a porthole. And I wasn’t taken back in time like I was with the Watchers, some 13,000-years. I was in the present, and so where they; or so it seemed. Again, there are no birthrights here. For the Watchers may even have slid over to the Nefilim quest, before they were sent to the abyss, and could be living today on some far off planet waiting to visit us: for Armageddon, or perhaps they will start it. This is what my vision was about, the Nefilim. Even though the Shinning Ones are involved, and what are they doing up there, was my quest, to find out. These were no aliens my friends. These are powerful angelic forces, although the Shinning Ones seem to have some kind of angelic-humanistic link. Meaning, the Watchers and the Nefilim are from the same sphere (I think); and may go on journeys together, but they do not think alike completely: similar to the space program between Russia and the United States, it could be: in a far fetched way. Whatever may be, we all share the same God, like it or not. We just all think we got our hands in His pockets, thus, no room for the others.
This story or combination of facts, vision, dream, some travel involved (Easter Island), over time: 1980s, and 90s and the new century: put me on a space ship, in l984. Although it took me close to twenty years to put it into in story form, it is ripe for the picking right now: in 2002 it was written, and in January 2006, it is revised, or reedited, more on the latter than the first: for there was really not a thing to revise but the style in presenting it to you. There were twelve-beings; six were angelic, the other six of an unknown species [I call the Shinning Ones]. But I do have hypotheses to this historical-visionary fictional story. Having said that let me take you into their world, and my image, visualization, or call it dream-vision;
It was l984:
The Nefilim: Angelic Warlords
[And the Shinning Ones]
Poetic Prose
The Space Ship
[A Dream Vision]
I noticed a spaceship high in the sphere observing earth —it couldn’t see me, I thought, but perhaps it could. Activities— a white dote, that’s all it was, for the moment; I wondered what they looked like, inside that space craft (from where I was standing, watching, observing on flat dirt), underneath their helm; “…what do they look like?” I questioned my mind, or perhaps it questioned me, as if I was what they were thinking.
There were twelve-beings inside this space craft: call it second sight, if you like: likened to a large arena… it was inside; caught in our atmosphere like a mouse-trap, or akin to a fly to a spider’s web. It was, round and spacious, half of these creatures were wearing white suites, the other half, lit the space they walked, as if—if they were on fire, likened to a glow from the moon, I call them: the Shinning ones.
The ones in the white suites, their heads were shaped like dogs in coffin, plastic coffin goon, but tall and strong looking. Slowly they walked as if death had no rights; I suppose I should admit they got my attention, these space suites and all, and the Shinning Ones, but I wanted to be among them.
Yes, oh yes, it had its own reality, different than mine, I could tell, as I transposed my mind to their mind, as if I was lead on top of their heads, they didn’t know I was there, in their space, in their spacecraft, half spirit, half alive, still standing on earth’s ground, still looking at them, now amongst them, in some kind of shadow bubble.
I now was there, there I say, there: standing like a soldier, in the throne room of a spaceship; a ship that never was, or at least, it seemed it was never. A dream, makings of a dream, but real it seamed, as if I was a step beyond, fiction, and in reality, one in another dimension. —It was less than real, but better for my mind to believe that, so my subconscious said.
“Wake up! Wake Up!! “I told myself yet I couldn’t almost, but couldn’t, wouldn’t, dare not—what for, my mind wanted to go on a longer journey. This, my friend, was not, not a dream!! The—Angelic force had on white dog-shaped space suites. I repeat, White….
“Awe,” I cried, “There are Baboons inside them suites. ” How foolish can one be, so I said to me? I told myself, “Baboons.” I stood still, as if they could see me, but they couldn’t of course, I was, like they were to earthlings, invisible.
As I looked about the ship, around and around, I noticed these beings were very tall; I also notices holes, big round windows, that looked like portholes, that peered here and there, everywhere, and especially now, especially down onto, upon earth. The white plastic coated monsters walked slowly, in dolce, cigarette machine: flat unemotional stride; from a distance, the Shinning Ones looked like robots, somewhat pre occupied.
What was their quest, I asked—me, but nobody heard, not even my inquisitive subconscious, for it didn’t’ question me beyond looking: yet, I felt they were the ancestors of stones, perchance those old stones, perhaps those on standing stones on Easter Island that look out and up, high into the sky, out into the frozenness of a past-time, ready to become beings again. Otherwise, what were these statues waiting for? So I asked myself. Yes, oh yes, maybe these people, these: whatever you want to call them, a lost tribe in forbidden time; now coming back to still, what it lost (perhaps)?
Another…landmark in time like Atlantis, so this was, I told myself: there I go again, more foolishness, thinking out loud with no one to disagree with me: like having a dead horse by your side and kicking it to let you know you’re alive, and who can disagree with you? Not the dead. Enough said, they didn’t seem too busy, these ancient creatures, up till now anyhow, they all seemed to be in a state of: no time wasted on idle chatter, but no hurry; so it seemed, so it was yet, there awareness of what each other wanted, and the system of the space craft, was all in tack. An angelic thing, or intuition, I gather.
Maybe a demon thing, maybe nothing, nothing at all, maybe I can get out of this dream, and not have to write a damn thing, but here I am nonetheless, writing it. I think they feel me, sense me; like one senses love, death. Like one has a third eye, but no one knows where it’s hidden; this was really happening. Not like I was taken back in time. Only taken up to a…whatever this is…space ship of sorts, in a buddle of some sort, “I’m watching you,” and they’re watching Earth.
I heard one say: “Israel, the Great Circle.” Another says, Avalon, “The New Jerusalem.” I am not sure if I was saying hearing it right so many echoes in this invisible chamber—a bubble of silence at times, and having to read their minds, or absorb their defusing talk: which I call: Cadaverous Talk, the Devils walk… —heaven knows it’s draining. But now I was in their ship, a bubble in a ship, trying to see where I belonged, where all this was leading. Where is my map? I am talking to myself again, and no one to talk to but the membrane of the bubble I’m in.
“Serr’el, where are you?” it’s my angelic friend, protector of sorts. He was at the hospital when I had my heart attack, the stroke, back in ‘92. He was there, also in Vietnam, when the plane went down, in ‘70. Oh, yes, he was always around. By my side when I met the Watchers in a book I wrote some time ago, back in a dream quest, about l982; and again he was there when I was on Easter Island, awhile back, when the spiritual forces in the stones tried to nerve me out of their ruins. But where is he now, right this moment.
The second group of six, I call them “The Shinning Ones,” they shine like flames from the Sun… I’ve learned their history… it goes back to earth…75,000 BC.
(Thoughts) If I had no form, I would put on those plastic suites, just a thought, loose talk; suites, I knew they were not the Watches, the Ancient Angelic Renegades; nor the Rephaim Giants, the Watcher’s children perhaps, of Enoch’s time, when Noah was still young, in his prime. They had all been killed, buried alive, in the abyss of the pit, these ancient ones of a lost time.
Some went home to the Golan Heights, where they still live, others children of Og, the giants of Malta, or perhaps the ancestors of the demons of the Tor. Who were these? Observatory beings I kept saying, guessing trying to decipher in this bubble of sorts.
(More thoughts) Were we plants to them? Or rocks to look at? Certainly not human beings, as I see it, no, oh no: we, I, were, is: just things: circles in evaluation, wishful thinking.
(Observations) As I looked around their spaceship, I came to the conclusion, they were checking out different geological locations on earth. Landmarks, old and new, Israel from the heavens, Egypt from the Sea, Washington they flew by, over like a breeze; and China they could see people reading a world event; something that just happened, perhaps was going to happen. They searched and searched, as if they were mortal enemies of the earth, the skies, old and new living things; envious of earth’s atmosphere.
Searching the Ship
As I searched the ship, its hauls, rooms nearby, I never seemed to leave the observation area, not sure why; I whispered, asked myself: ‘…am I walking in circles?’ They were looking through devices. The ship standing still at times; and at times faster than the eye it flew like a raging eagle.
(Old Thoughts): I had heard of the return of such beings that had visited earth. Coming back several times (13,500 BC; 4500 BC; 1073 BC, and now, AD l984, as I’m writing this: I see); (Thoughts): and I’m sure they are up there now, AD 2002. I have not seemed them in almost twenty years, or a little less, it was in ‘82. I wonder way (?) Now revising my poetic prose (this story): in January of 2006: some say these wee the Shinning Ones, all twelve; I say both, the Nefilim, and the other. I say, they came, and they left, and will come back again.
Number One
(More thoughts) One of the beings seemed to be the leader, I call him simply ‘Number One,” (likened to a First Sergeant in the Army I suppose)) in lack of a better name)). He stood there thinking, as if he was working out a plan; trying to tie things together. His mind was busy. His arms huge, like a donkey’s tail, a monkey’s limbs, something like that; nevertheless, he didn’t move slowly, he was swift: oh yes, even with the white shell of plastic armor on, flexible indeed, likened to the Lone Ranger, or Zorro or some hidden superhero, I wanted to see inside his mask, his shell, to see his face again—for curiosity’s sake; it perturbed, akin to a dogs beak. It troubled me, troubled me so: how on earth would he eat: meat, or me, if he could; so again, deep within my thoughts, I asked myself this: how could it be: but I suppose not everybody eats like me: does the devil? I knew now, but I didn’t know then. He had a black—area around his chin, like that of whales, he was proud with sin. But again I asked myself and answered: does the dead eat? Or the ghosts, or the devil, or God Himself; nor do any of these need sleep. Thus, the question was answered for me, by me: or was my friend around, feeding my mind?
I told myself I would not leave this ship until I found out, why: what I should say was happening. Unless this vision ended before I could. And it may. At this point to me, they were merely a white object spinning like a dot in the sky, and I hitched a ride; at the moment, no more than this.
(Observations): as looked about more, I saw planets on the spacecraft’s monitors; and as time went by, we past a few in the heavens I could see through the window ports. How long was I on this ship I asked myself?
What dimension was I in, at 76,000,000 mph, in 3.125? I witnessed Mars, a comet fly by; a space shuttle of sorts, how fast did the gages read, 489,600 Kilometers, and that doubled.
Notes from the author’s journal: Some of this story was written while on my way to Lima, Peru, and Santiago, Chile, 2002. But the concept of the Nefilim came about while doing research on some of my other books, into the Rephaim Giants, and Angelic Renegades, also called the Watchers; a some fragments of dreams pertaining to them, and visions I had in l984. In, 2002, I stumble over an old article in a magazine I read, then had did some more research into the mystery of these ancient angelic beings; on my second trip to Chile, I went to Easter Island. Thus putting all of this together, and creating this story. And now in 1/2006, revising it to fit its time; unlike my book: “Angelic Renegades and Rephaim Giants,” this story has never been published: but again the visions and notes go back to 1983-l984. Perhaps it could be a small sequel. You are only getting one third of the story, the other two thirds are in prose, completely. And are other fragments of the same nature as the first which is not necessary to the fullness of this story, yet it is not complete; that being, part two and three. What they were looking for I think is in part three. In part two I remain on a ship, and see some things very strange if not unsettling to me; infants being hybrid in incubators, and mothers in glass rooms with them. Perhaps the first part was to show me the ship general make up, calm me down. And the second was to show me what they were doing on board, and the third hovered over Mexico City, as it did others places, but they wanted something, a skull to be specific [Teotihuacแn]. If I find time, I will try to do the other two parts, if I find people want to read it, find out about it. If not, it is fine where it rests.
See Dennis’ web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com Dennis is a two time Award Winning Columnist, and “Poet Laureado de San Jeronimo, Peru”

Author: Dennis Siluk
Source: articleage.com

Whether to specialize or not seems to be a dilemma for many coaches. Should you specialize? First we’ll define what this means. Then we’ll give the answer, which is โ€œyes, but.โ€ โ€œYesโ€ for reasons other than you might think, and โ€œbutโ€ because you should also NOT specialize.

DEFINITION

Specializing means choosing a specific area within the field of coaching, just as lawyers do, for instance. There are divorce attorneys, litigators, medical malpractice, and guardian ad litem attorneys. Specializing can mean what problem you work on, what area of life, or what group of people you work with.

Other fields have these specialties. A gerontology social worker works with seniors. A pediatric nurse takes care of babies. A special education teacher works with ADHD students.

In coaching you can work with a special population (teenagers or seniors), on a certain area of life (career or personal life), on a transition (divorce or retirement) or different sets of life skills (accountability or emotional intelligence).

Specialties developed as knowledge grew. Way back when there were doctors. They were all general practitioners and you were lucky if your town had one. As knowledge grew in different areas, specialties evolved.

THE BENEFITS OF SPECIALIZING

The most important reason to specialize is for your clients’ benefit; so you can get really good at something. Even within your specialty new things will always be developed and you’ll always be learning. If the area is too broad, you’ll simply be spread too thin.

Another reason is pragmatic. โ€œSpecializing is the key to getting clients and growing your practice,โ€ says Deborah Brown-Volkman in a recent article in CoachVille, and I agree. It’s crucial from the marketing standpoint. From the name of your business, to your URL, to your tagline, to your press releases, people have to understand what it is you do. Exactly what you do.

The field of coaching is relatively new, but consumers are going to relate it to other professions with which they’re familiar. Consider, for instance, asking someone โ€œWhat do you do?โ€ and they reply, โ€œI’m a doctor.โ€ What’s your next question? โ€œWhat KIND of doctor,โ€ of course. Baby doctor or gerontologist? Orthopedic surgeon or shrink? MD or Ph.D.? We use big terms and little, but we know our specialties.

So if you’re lucky enough to get to the second round with a potential client, they’re going to ask โ€œWhat kind of coach are you?โ€ They want you to narrow it down. What issues do you work with? What age of people? And of course the question at the bottom is, โ€œCan you help me with this specific problem?โ€

Therefore many coaches fear specializing. They think it will eliminate clients. It will, but it will also draw clients and it will draw pre-qualified clients.

What if you reply, โ€œI do all kinds of coaching.โ€ This, says Deborah, would be like putting on your resume, โ€œI can do anything.โ€ The main problem is that it isn’t true. No one can do โ€œeverything,โ€ even within one field. Saying that will not make you attractive. It simply doesn’t make sense to people. In fact it raises suspicion.

It’s true that particularly with age and experience you can broaden your specialties, but you should still quickly be adding โ€œexcept.โ€ For instance, when someone asks me what I like to do, I reply, โ€œJust about anything.โ€ But then I start adding (because you never know) โ€œnothing dangerous, life threatening, illegal, immoral, unethical โ€ฆโ€ and pretty soon I’m back to listing specific things I like to do! Why not start there?

You may think you do all kinds of coaching, but did you know there’s a Bipolar Coach, a Breast Cancer Survival Coach, a Ph.D. Dissertation Coach, and a Coach for Co-parenting with a Jerk out there? You may think you do it all, but you don’t. If you’re honest with yourself, there are things you aren’t that good at. If you look far enough, there are things on which you really wouldn’t want to coach.

Specializing will not only draw clients, it will get you publicity with the press (which will bring you more clients). If you say you are โ€œa coach,โ€ that’s of little interest. There’s no โ€œhookโ€ there. The press is always looking for interesting, informative, and inspiring stories with a hook. They need to relate things to other things that are going on. For instance around Father’s Day, they’re looking for related feature articles and would like to hear from a fathering coach. He’d also be a good person to interview about life balance for men, or men’s health, parenting, or marriage. โ€œFatheringโ€ gives a slant to each of these issues.

NOW HERE’S THE โ€˜BUT’

I think another reason why coaches don’t want to specialize is because it’s limiting. The solution to that is, while you do have a specialty in coaching that allows clients to recognize you, find you, and hire you, do not allow this to limit your quest for knowledge. In reality, we are whole people and the interfaces of our life are not hard and fast. The more you know about many different things, the better you can serve your clients.

For instance, say you’re a career coach. If someone is having a career transition it is going to affect their relationships, and their health. They’ll need stress management skills and they’ll need to be considering the repercussions for their retirement.

If you’re an emotional intelligence coach, you need to know the field of emotional intelligence well, but also know enough about career, relationships, stages of life, conditions such as ADHD, transitions and age groups to be able to apply it to the client’s situation, and to make it useful for them.

The debate continues about what’s appropriate preparation for a career in coaching โ€” coaching credentials, an academic degree in the human sciences, being trained by someone with a graduate degree in life sciences, relevant life experience, or all of these? I think this is a win-win proposition. Specialize, but continue to broaden your knowledge base. As with any profession, you need to be comfortable with what you don’t know. Get as much education as you can, book learning as well as experiential, and keep learning. You may master your specialty but there will be fields it interfaces with that will be changing all the time that will impact your practice as well. Specialization is an opportunity for mastery, and a necessity for marketing, and not a limitation.

Author: Susan Dunn, MA, Mentor and Marketing Coach
Source: free-articles

Copyright The Quipping Queen 2005.

YO THERE QUIPPING QUEEN!

Or, who is that entourage of questionable quirky characters anyway?

By: Adrian Air-of-Sleet, Personal Secretary and Royal Biographer to Her Royal Majesty, Victoria Elizabeth, Quipping Queen and Empress of Eccentricity who is responsible for overseeing the day-to-day-affairs of state involving members of her eager-beaver entourage not to mention all the loyal lollygaggers puttering about in the Queendom of Quirks, Quidnuncs & Quagmires (situated in the little known but well-appointed “Pith n Vinegar Palace” on Dallas Road in beautiful downtown Victoria, British Columbia, Canada)

Much has been said about the Quipping Queen. A spate of bad press lately, (about the odd habits of the merry-making monarch), has led to a good deal of speculation about her state of mind.

To nip the nasty non compos mentis natterings in the bud, the Quipping Queen has asked me to set the record straight.

First, let me assure you that Her Royal Highness is of sound mind, body and spirit! Her only regret is that her loyal subjects often lack opportunities to tickle their funnybones, open Pandora’s box to see what’s inside, or crayon outside the lines in their coloring books.

Second, since she is in possession of her marbles, she has come up with a playful solution to a perplexing problem – the precipitous decline of fun and frolic in the Land of Quibbles and Querilulous Things Going-On or Running Amok.

To stem the flood of feisty complaints to her gates, she has come up with a plan dedicated to improving wit and wisdom in the Queendom. This plan known affectionately as “PUCK-UP”, will begin by putting an end to all “do-this-do-that” games in the royal realm, and then encouraging her seriously smile-impaired subjects to play cooperatively in “Sand Circles”.

It is hoped that the new learning centers will foster appreciation of the sands of time, assist participants to build sandcastles in the air effectively, and to understand the ancient philosophical notion that, “going around in circles is what life is all about”.

In response to a myriad of questions from journalists as to who will be responsible for leading this cutting-edge project, a spokesperson for the Ripsnorting Royal Court of the Quipping Queen, responded with alacrity, ardor and artistry.

He stated that this exemplary initiative would be undertaken by an assortment of incredibly clueless if not cockamamie characters who have volunteered to act as “Champions” and “facilitators” for this entertaining social-consciousness engagement.

The list of leading learned lights includes:

Arch-Duke of A-Very-Good-Time-Was-Had-By-All (Need we say more!)

Baron of Bunkum (The best source for dross and drivel in the queendom!)

Baroness of Baubles Bangles & Beads (She coordinates accessories for every occasion …especially those sparkly sequined spandex yoga outfits!)

Butler of Biscuits & Bottles (Known for his fine selection of premium-brand kibbles, nipples and vittles)

Count Can’t-You-See-I’m-Busy-Right-Now (His “to-do” list is a tad longer than the average dance card or grocery list)

Countess of Catnaps (Not known as a “snooze alarmist”, she is a welcome guest at every long and boring cocktail party)

Dame Do-You-Know-What-Time-It-Is? (A renowned Clockwatercher!)

Duke of Doorknobs (Applauded for his lively impression of a pet rock!)

Duchess of Dither (The Diva of Damsels-in-Distress)

Footman of Fetish Wear (Tan shoes and pink shoe laces are not his thing)

Grand Duke of Garter Belts, Glass Slippers & G-Strings (A gift-of-the-gab sort who operates exceptionally well “in a tight pinch”, “under-cover”, and “behind closed-doors”)

Groomsman of Grouses, Grouches, Grumps & Growing Pains (A great smile and stroke personality whose silver-tongue and silver spurs keep everyone in line — including cowboys who don’t know when to stop talking about the size of their spread)

Knight of The Testy Turntable (Operator of the 33 1/3 and 78 RPM minstrel music machine …known to have a mind of its own!)

Knight of It-Seemed-Like-A-Good-Idea-At-The-Time (A terrific connect-the-dots, fill-in-the-blanks and paint-by-numbers problem-solver)

Knight of Knock-Kneed Knickers (He has the finest selection of briefs, boxers, and BVDs for anatomically-challenged carpet knights of the realm!)

Knight of I’m-Sure-It-Was-There-Yesterday (A marvellous speciman of a memory-gene gone missing!)

Knight of When-Will-We-Get-There? (Note: There’s one of these in every band of merry men in search of Maid Marion, the Holy Grail and some bloke called “BOB”!)

Lord Leaping to Conclusions (Long jumps are definitely his speciality!)

Lady Looby-Loo (A wonderful water-closet waif if ever there was one!)

Lady-In-Waiting-of-Giggle Gear (No …she doesn’t own a dunce cap, but thank you for asking)

Prince Jeepers-Creepers I (Nothing gets past this lad!)

Prince Jolly-Bean II (He puts all those ordinary Mexican jumping beans to shame!)

Prince Jolly-Jodpurs V (The happy-go-lucky sort who adores riding a cockhorse to Banbury Cross just to test-drive his turbo-charged breeches)

Prince Jolly-Jump-Up IV (A truly clean, keen, yes-madame machine!)

Princess Jelly-Bean III (A jaunty jelly-belly aerobics instructor)

Princess Jiggle-Pot III (A scantily-clad sylph with fantastic fundraising capabilities)

Princess Jot-It-Down II (Not-your-average pencil-pushing pen-pal)

Sir Snuff & Such (Responsible for sniffing out stuff and nonsense in the nick of time)

Sir Harold Prickmedainty (Responsible for “Minor Medical Miracles” and sweeping the occasional medical malpractice suit under the table)

Valet I (A well-known “hanger-on” who supplies garb for gargoyles and gals plus celebrity-approved “Valiant & Vixen Togs for Titillating Types”)

Valet II (A Professional Putz who polishes booties and brogues for “Beautiful People”)

Viscount Don Juan Valentine (Responsible for drafting the Queen’s annual gushy greeting entitled, “Tips on How to Gird-Your-Loins Safely & Securily”, in order to allay concerns among all her romantically-inclined subjects, their squeamish parents not to mention a large constituency of early childhood educators, public health nurses, and pharmacists on the occasion of Cupid’s Visit to the realm every February 14th)

With all these robust if not ridiculous resources available, there is no doubt that the project will be an unbelievably huge success!

If not, Her Majesty, (Chief Executive officer, Chief Financial Officer, Chief Operating Officer and Grand Poobess of the Whole Shebang in the Queendom of Quirks, Quidnuncs and Quagmires), will simply hire some well-compensated consultants and self-promoting spin-doctors. Their task will be to revise the final, feel-good “Project Evaluation Report”, (to reflect a healthy, hokey, happily-ever-after story naturally.)

And last but not least, rest assured, the Queen will always find another worthy project to keep her courtiers contented and her subjects in a sportive frame of mind so they will not toss hanging flower pots about in the “City of Gardens”, nor frighten the horses pulling the tourist-trap carriages around town, and refrain from sticking ooey-gooey wads of bubble gum on the leather seats of the environmentally-friendly pedi-cabs blocking traffic in the downtown streets!

Hail the Queen of Quixotic Quandaries! May she, her ludicrous court, and her loopy subjects all enjoy much health, wealth and happiness! And as they say here, “When in doubt, chortle and chug-a-lug, ’cause tomorrow’s another day!”

Author: Adrian Air-of-Sleet
Source: articleage.com

Being cited for DWI can be very humiliating. It can also be a bit scary. It is definitely not something you would want on your record. If you are in Anchorage, you would be pleased to know that there are many Anchorage DWI lawyers who are only too willing to help you out – and yes, even get you out of jail!

Why Do You Need a DWI Lawyer?

Under the Alaska law, DWI is a serious offense with serious consequences. You can lose all your driving privileges and you can end up paying huge amount of money for your fines. You need to know what you will be facing and you need the assistance of a lawyer to figure things out.

The law provides that once you are cited for violating the state’s DWI statute, you will end up facing two simultaneous but separate legal actions, that is, a criminal action and an administrative action. The former is in response to your citation. The latter is brought against your license. You could end up with a suspended driving license or you could lose your driving privileges. This would depend on the circumstances of the case. Fortunately, there are many Anchorage DWI lawyers, so you can definitely find one who can represent you properly.

What Will You Be Facing as a First Time Offender?

First time offenders rarely escape unscathed. In fact, a mandatory imprisonment of 72 hours is prescribed by law to first-time DUI offenders. They also need to pay the minimum fine of $1,500.00. They will also have to forgo driving for at least three months. That’s bad news especially if they have to report for community service as well. These are just a few of the things that first-time DWI offenders in Anchorage will have to face if cited for violation of the statute.

If you find yourself in this unfortunate situation, you really should consider checking out various Anchorage DWI lawyers before you make your choice. You really need someone who knows what he or she is doing. You need someone who can help you face the charges properly.

Author: Peter I Smithson
Source: ezinearticles.com

There are many ways to interpret Think and Grow Rich. This is just one way I see it.

Having read the book “Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill” a couple of times I can highly recommend it to everyone. Whether you are looking to get rich or not, there are deeper lessons to be learned from it than how to grow rich by thinking about it.

I don’t want to go into details of the book at this time, but just want to look at the title “Think and Grow Rich”. Can you really Think and Grow Rich?. Well if you take a look at you own life to this point in time and work your way backwards step by step, you’ll see a very clear pattern emerging.

Lets look at your present job for example, ( fill in the blanks to suit – this will work for just about any job or position – employed, unemployed or other!) So, at the moment your a ____, and you’ve been there since ____. Before then you where a ____. Then you either wanted to change or had to change due to either your circumstances or those beyond your control.

Now this is the interesting part…. you got to your position today as a direct result of your thoughts! – If we take that a little deeper you’ll see how that works and, how you can control your next move.

Lets make up some circumstances for a good example:

Alan works in a supermarket, and he hates it!, so he’s faced with a decision that will change his life forever. This decision will be made either in hast or after some thought. Now if Alan just sits and thinks for a while he will begin to see the options he has, and the things he can or can’t do. So Lets look at two scenarios:

Do nothing and put up with it. Requires no thought, and no change and is by far the easiest option.
Put some thought into his options and think more long term.

This could lead to all kinds of outcomes lets take a look at some of the possibilities:

a. Look for new positions within the company
b. Look for promotion within the company
c. Look for a similar position with another company as he can do the job well, but just wants a change of scenery.
d. Learn a new skill, one that he finds interesting and would open new door’s for possible future employment, or even self employment.

This simple example shows just how useful a little bit of thought can be. Now this may seem obvious to some people, and may even appear to be stating the obvious, but until you break down the process of how your thoughts shape your future, you don’t often realise just how powerful they can be, so looking at the title of Napoleon Hills classic “Think and Grow Rich” and the original question “Can you really think and grow rich? The answer is undoubtedly YES – but only if you choose to think the right thoughts that will put you in the path to enable you to grow rich. We become what we think about.

Geoff Beattie

www.covenantoftimelesswisdom.co.uk

Author: Geoff Beattie
Source: ezinearticles.com