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My Perception is My Reality

by Dave on August 5, 2008

I have heard it said that there is nothing good or bad in this life, it is just our perception that makes the difference. I decide by the way I think about an item if it is good or bad for me. And, we all do it.

Wayne Dyer talks about something he observed the day the Shuttle exploded on take off from JFK center in Florida. He was preparing for a talk in California and had not heard about the accident. Someone that he was with heard the news about 10 hours after it happened.

This person said “that makes me so sad”. Wayne turned to her and said “if that made you sad, you would have been sad ten hours ago”. So, it is not what happens that effects but what we think about something.

When my grand daughter was born and given a very short life expectancy, we could have just collapsed and become the victim. But, we have decided to celebrate her life and enjoy her while she is physically around.

If one wants to be happy, do it, BE happy.

To see what it takes to be happy, watch a child during a birthday or Christmas celebration. The little ones seem to have more fun playing with the boxes and wrapping than the expensive gift. They are able to be happy thru the use of their imagination, not the stuff.

Life is as good as I allow it to be.

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Pennies From Heaven

by Dave on July 16, 2008

You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I’ve ever heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.

Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband’s employer’s home. My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house.

The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. The husband’s employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.

As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband. He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.

Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny.

He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure. How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?

Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.

A smile crept across the man’s face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?

‘Look at it.’ He said. ‘Read what it says.’

She read the words ‘ United States of America ‘.

‘No, not that; read further.’

‘One cent?’

‘No, keep reading.’

‘In God we Trust?’ ‘Yes!’ ‘And?’

‘And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him. Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray, I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God’s way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!

When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, ‘In God We Trust,’ and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message.

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The Hundredth Monkey

by Dave on July 14, 2008

The Japanese monkey, Macaca fuscata, had been observed in the wild for a period of over 30 years.

In 1952, on the island of Koshima, scientists were providing monkeys with sweet potatoes dropped in the sand. The monkeys liked the taste of the raw sweet potatoes, but they found the dirt unpleasant.

An 18-month-old female named Imo found she could solve the problem by washing the potatoes in a nearby stream. She taught this trick to her mother. Her playmates also learned this new way and they taught their mothers too.

This cultural innovation was gradually picked up by various monkeys before the eyes of the scientists.

Between 1952 and 1958 all the young monkeys learned to wash the sandy sweet potatoes to make them more palatable.

Only the adults who imitated their children learned this social improvement. Other adults kept eating the dirty sweet potatoes.

Then something startling took place. In the autumn of 1958, a certain number of Koshima monkeys were washing sweet potatoes — the exact number is not known.

Let us suppose that when the sun rose one morning there were 99 monkeys on Koshima Island who had learned to wash their sweet potatoes.

Let’s further suppose that later that morning, the hundredth monkey learned to wash potatoes.

THEN IT HAPPENED!

By that evening almost everyone in the tribe was washing sweet potatoes before eating them.

The added energy of this hundredth monkey somehow created an ideological breakthrough!

But notice.

A most surprising thing observed by these scientists was that the habit of washing sweet potatoes then jumped over the sea –

Colonies of monkeys on other islands and the mainland troop of monkeys at Takasakiyama began washing their sweet potatoes.

Thus, when a certain critical number achieves an awareness, this new awareness may be communicated from mind to mind.

Although the exact number may vary, this Hundredth Monkey Phenomenon means that when only a limited number of people know of a new way, it may remain the conscious property of these people.

But there is a point at which if only one more person tunes-in to a new awareness, a field is strengthened so that this awareness is picked up by almost everyone!

(from the book “The Hundredth Monkey” by Ken Keyes, jr. The book is not copyrighted and the material may be reproduced in whole or in part. You can look at the whole book also.).

This theory can be applied to our daily lives. If we hang out with a bunch of thugs, the thug mentality will rub off on us. If you go to a barber shop long enough, you will eventually get a hair cut. Maybe, if you hang out with a bunch of people that enjoy and practice the spiritual life, who knows, maybe that lifestyle will rub off on you?

Life is as good as I allow it to be.

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A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up.She was tired of fighting and struggling it seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me what you see.”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, mother?”

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

“Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along theirway. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can’t go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so at the end, you’re the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

It’s easier to build a child than repair an adult. This is so true.

May we all be COFFEE
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The Vulture On The Bedpost

by Dave on May 3, 2008

I heard a guy talk about life as “the vulture on the bedpost” waiting to talk to us as soon as we wake in the morning.

If I stay in my head and think about how bad life is today, how many people will die to day, how many people will loose their jobs today, and on and on and on, I will spiral into a deep depression. So, I need to get out of this mind set.

This is not to say that these things do not happen and that they are not important to the individuals effected. But it will not do them any good for me to wander thru depression. I cannot get depressed enough to make someone else feel better.

The only way that I can help this world is to operate at a higher level than sitting in depression. If I want to be of any help to anyone, I must get out of this spiral.

I have found that sometimes I have to fight that vulture that greets me as soon as I open my eyes. Sometimes I cannot even put my feet on the floor before he is trying to put me into a deep funk.

So, for me, I fight back as soon as I open my eyes. And the best way for me to do this is with a gratitude list. I begin thinking of ten things that I am grateful for before I even get out of bed.

For starters:

  1. I am above ground (not buried)
  2. I am sucking air (still breathing)
  3. Not in a box (not dead and ready for burial)

Once I get thru these, everything else is gravy. With those things in place, I can work with anything.

The next thing that I start thinking about is how can I be of service to mankind today? What can I do to help make the world a better place to live in?

One question that I ask myself on a regular basis is “How can I be the best (fill in the blank) today”?

When I go thru my day trying to be the best I can be, I am working to be better. And a good daily goal is to be better to day than yesterday.

“If I turn it over to my higher power and it gets screwed up, it is His fault”

If you have something bothering you, put it into a “God Box” and let it go. I mean write this big deal thing down on a piece of paper and put it into a container of some sort and turn it over to your higher power or supreme being. If this thing is too big for you, let someone else handle it. Let it go and forget about it.

Then, a couple of months down the road, look at the things you have put in the box. You will find that most of these things have either not come to pass or you cannot even remember why you thought they were so big.

So, to get this big nasty bird off of your bedpost, practice gratitude and turning things over.

Life is as good as I allow it to be.

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