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when one gives up all preconceived ideas."
January 30, 2006
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THIS WEEK'S ISSUE
From the Inside Out...
Yes You Can!...
Untangling the Web...
What a Site and
Just for YOU...
Laughing It Off...
The Heart of the Matter
The New Year's Mirror
It's Time to BE the World
You Want to See!
our Soul's Nature create pure
beauty and can appear in the
daunting of ways. If we
stay imprisoned by the FEAR
and JUDGMENT of our
Nature, we will miss out on the
whole reason for being
~ Chelle Thompson, Editor
From the Inside Out
THE RENTED ROOM
house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins
Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to outpatients
at the clinic.
summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened
it to see a truly awful looking man. "Why, he's hardly taller than my eight-year-old,"
I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body. But the appalling thing
was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw.
his voice was pleasant as he said, "Good evening. I've come to see if you've
a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern
shore, and there's no bus 'til morning."
told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success; no one seemed
to have a room. "I guess it's my face. I know it looks terrible, but my doctor
says with a few more treatments..."
a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: "I could sleep in
this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning."
told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and
finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join
us. "No thank you. I have plenty." And he held up a brown paper bag.
I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes.
It didn't take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded
into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter,
her five children and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury.
didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was prefaced
with a thanks for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease,
which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked The Creator for giving
him the strength to keep going.
bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him. When I got up in the
morning, the bed linens were neatly folded, and the little man was out on the
porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as
if asking a great favor, he said, "Could I please come back and stay the
next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a
paused a moment and then added, "Your children made me feel at home. Grownups
are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind." I told him he
was welcome to come again.
on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. As a gift, he
brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said
he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh.
I knew his bus left at 4 a.m., and I wondered what time he had to get up in order
to do this for us.
the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did
not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden.
times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters
packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing
that he must walk three miles to mail these and knowing how little money he had
made the gifts doubly precious.
I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door
neighbor made after he left that first morning. "Did you keep that awful
looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up
we did lose roomers once or twice. But, oh! If only they could have known him,
perhaps their illness' would have been easier to bear. I know our family always
will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept
the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude.
I was visiting a friend who has a greenhouse. As she showed me her flowers, we
came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms.
But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought
to myself, "If this were my plant, I'd put it in the loveliest container
friend changed my mind. "I ran short of pots," she explained, "and
knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn't mind starting out
in this old pail. It's just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden."
must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such
a scene in heaven. "Here's an ESPECIALLY BEAUTIFUL one," The
Creator might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. "He
won't mind starting in this small body."
this happened long ago and now, in the Celestial Garden, how tall this
lovely soul must stand.
aka "The Old Fisherman" by Mary Bartels Bray in Guideposts, June
(Source Thanks to Sharon at www.MyFavoriteEzines.com
~ Contributed by Chris who lives in Denver, Colorado
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Yes You Can!
RECLAIM YOUR ESSENCE
people are other people," Oscar Wilde once remarked. "Their thoughts
are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
As he so wryly observed, the vast majority of us are not who we've been pretending
to be, and the lives we've been living until now are molded according to rules
and values that are not our own. Most of humanity is stuck in someone else's discarded
chewing gum and has yet to break free.
you have been brave enough to forsake this trap, here is your likely portrait:
your religious convictions are those of your parents or community; you root for
your hometown sports teams; your political allegiances conform to the party system
that society offers; you are an avid observer of the cultural pageantry, like
the Super Bowl and the Oscars; your holidays are the standard ones, such as Christmas,
New Year's Eve, and Independence Day; you look to your political and religious
leaders for guidance and protection; you feel driven to succeedto make more
money, to live a better life.
are worthy and desirable choices that hold families and societies together. They
make you who you are, you might argue. True, but only if you are content with
admiring the wrapping and never looking inside the box. If you dared to look,
you'd discover how these basic thoughts originate in a fundamental belief formed
during the first years of your life: that survival depends on obeying the rules.
Children typically bend their perceptions and interpretations of reality to match
those of their parents and others who care for them. They find clever ways to
please in order to receive attention and belong. As they grow up, the people and
issues may change over time, but the initial patterns of conformity remain deeply
ingrained in the subconscious.
price for surrendering to consensus is steep. It is nothing less than the loss
of individuality and curiosity. Without these two magnificent attributes, you
disengage from the grandness of the creation and implode into the holographic
illusion humans have come to call reality. You become one of Oscar Wilde's other
people, thinking someone else's opinions and assuming they are your own.
are trapped in the daily drama that the culture and the media feed us: mortgages,
sporting events, tsunamis, sex offenders, AIDS, terrorism, global warming, corrupt
governments, and economic inequities . . . all demanding our attention. The matrix
plays us like an instrument. A thirty-second news bite can push our buttons. We
get hooked and riled, liberally lacing our collective guts with corrosive biochemicals
unleashed by our righteous indignation.
condition is virtually universal. It is also the underlying cause of the world
as we know it. People cling so tightly to their personal and social identities
that they are blinded to anything that does not validate them. The inevitable
product is a world of war, greed, and competition, driven by paranoia and fear.
way out is easier than anyone might imagine. However, very few summon the courage,
for it requires them to leave the comfort of their known world and walk alone,
unaided by the crutch of belief and dogma, into the domain of pure consciousness.
Most people would rather get caught up in the business of earning a living, raising
a family, or helping their community than deal with the unsettling immensity of
All That Is.
it seems that all humans are meant to take this epic journey of discovery at some
point in their series of lives on this planet. If you choose to walk this path,
you will find yourself gaining a new perspectivethat of consciousness, where
the mind, with its judgments and emotions, ceases to dominate and the heart is
your only reliable guide. The great issues of your daily life that once commanded
your attention now seem wondrously arbitrary and irrelevantsimply interesting
experiences that lasted far too long and became unnecessarily weighty.
now see the illusion for what it is: a game-board projection designed so aspects
of the Oneness can experience duality, fear, and separation. It is no more real
than a programmed matrix in a computer game. You and I are merely units of awareness
projected into the matrix, defining ourselves by the points through which we view,
and believing what we see to be reality. Who did the projecting? You. Who is the
projection? You. There is only you.
do you get to this liberating place from which you can see the larger picture?
cosmic formula of creation is gloriously simple: Attention + Intention = Manifestation.
Nothing in the universe evades this law. The reality you perceive is entirely
a function of the only two forces at your command: your attention and your intention.
Bring conscious awareness to this equationconsciously monitor your attention
and intention and what you are manifestingand everything changes.
this ongoing process of self-observation it will become increasingly clear that
the part of you that is projected into the illusion is in trouble. This realization,
in fact, marks the beginning of your journey out of the illusion. Once you begin
to couple the law of Attention + Intention = Manifestation with the concept of
Oneness, you begin to see a completely different picture. You are All That Is.
There is nowhere for you to go, nothing to attain, no lessons to learn.
you buy into the reality that you are an earthbound human stuck in the struggle
of life, presto!, there you are. If you focus on the part of you that is
watching you flounder in the illusion, snap!, you're free. It can't get
much easier than that. Yet why are so few of us awake?
written or spoken word can do no more than point the way. And trading one belief
system for another accomplishes nothing. The answer lies elsewhere. Waking up
is a consequence of induction. Just a few years ago you might have placed yourself
in the presence of a guru or master and, through devotion, discipline, or some
other practice, gradually assumed some of his or her enlightenment. Now, using
the law of A + I = M, you become your own master. By focusing your attention
on the part of you that is watching the rest of you floundering in the illusion,
you are taking a giant step in restoring control over how your attention is commanded.
If you add the intention of reclaiming your essence, you complete the formula
that can only result in the manifestation of whatever your curiosity seeks to
payoff of having been so deeply mired in the illusion that you nearly succumbed
is compassion for those still stuck in the matrix, coupled with a large dose of
humility. You have learned that the illusion is perfect exactly as it is. The
only thing that needs to change is the point from which we view it. Now all that's
left is for you to summon the courage to begin the journey home.
2005 Jean-Claude Koven
is a writer and speaker based in Rancho Mirage, CA and the author of Going
Deeper: How to Make Sense of Your Life When Your Life Makes No Sense,
selected by both the Allbooks Reviews Editors Choice Board and USABookNews.com
as the best metaphysical book of the year. For more information, please visit
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lives the famous Dino
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scientists to have been extinct for millions of years. But in the second half
of the last century, an ichthyologist learned that Comorian fishermen regularly
caught coelacanths in the deep waters surrounding the islands of Ngazidja and
Nzwani. The youngest of the islands, Ngazidja (Grande Comore), is the closest
to Africa and has a massive volcano. The capital Moroni is a charming town with
old, narrow, winding streets and a marketplace. Mount Karthala is an active volcano;
the more energetic may climb to the top and then descend into the crater. It is
usual to make one overnight stop at the shelter provided. Dziani Boundouni, a
sulfurous crater lake at the center of the sparsely populated island of Mwali
(Mohéli) can be reached on day-walks from its capital, Fomboni. Nzwani
(Anjouan) island is notable for its waterfalls and abundant vegetation. Restaurants
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RESOLUTIONS FOR INTERNET JUNKIES
you sitting there at that computer ... have you stuck to your New Year's Resolutions???
I will try to figure out why I "really" need 12 e-mail addresses.
I will stop sending e-mail to my husband (wife). A phone call every now and then
would be appreciated.
I resolve to work with neglected children my own.
I will answer my snail mail with the same enthusiasm with which I answer my e-mail.
I will stop sending e-mail, ICQ, Instant Messages while on the phone at the same
time with the same person.
I resolve to back up my 12 GB hard drive daily... well, once a week... okay, monthly
then... or maybe... at least once a year.
I will spend less than one hour a day on the Internet. This, of course, will be
hard to estimate since I'm not a clock watcher.
I will stop checking my e-mail at 3:00 in the morning... 4:30 is much more practical
since my friends overseas already had time to answer me by then.
When I hear a funny joke I will not reply, "LOL... LOL!"
I will read the manual... just as soon as I can find it.
I will think of a password other than "password."
I resolve... I resolve to... I resolve to, uh... I resolve to, uh, get my, er...
I resolve to, uh, get my, er, off-line work done, too!
Contributed by Phyllis who lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico
THE HEART OF THE MATTER
Joyful Lifestyles: Weekly Insights
THE NEW YEAR'S MIRROR
recently connected with Rhiannon Waits, author, columnist and motivational speaker,
who wrote an insightful piece on New Year's Resolutions an article so VERY
close to my own daily improvement philosophy and simply-make-up-my-mind-and-do-it
approach that I'm pleased to share it with you today. Be sure to visit Rhia's
Corner for more wisdom from Rhiannon.
New Years Mirror Is it different from the one in your bathroom?
Every year, we make New Year's resolutions in order to better ourselves during
the upcoming year. This ritual began long before any of us was born and I have
yet to find its true origin. However, in past years I feel we all unknowingly
have become part of another ritual group regarding New Year's Resolutions. I'll
quickly summarize three groups for your consideration:
is group one, comprised of people who spend a large amount of time creating
a list of resolutions to adhere to in the New Year. They, in essence, pull out
their New Year's Mirror to reflect upon, scrutinize their every flaw,
and carefully make a list of things they will do to become a better person during
the upcoming year.
second group haphazardly formulates a mental Punch List of things
they MAY attempt to improve about themselves in the new year; although, not really
taking the time to thoughtfully compose a single serious resolution because it
really does not matter what day of the year it is, they will get around
to it ... one of these days.
but not least, are those who do not even consider making a list of changes for
the New Year. They probably belonged to the first group at one time and failed
to follow through with their resolutions; then, eventually slipped into the second
group trying to make a mental punch list and not putting their heart into
it. After all, failing to follow your own directions year after year does become
disheartening. So, the trend continues with the mental punch list being forgotten
they then quietly take a position among the ranks of those who IGNORE
the tradition of New Year's Resolutions.
suppose I belong to the last two groups. I do not sit down and compose a list
of my faults and what improvements I desire to make. I feel that I look in the
New Year's Mirror EVERY DAY, because, to me every morning I wake up,
is the start of a new year. I do not believe that I should only take inventory
of myself just ONCE A YEAR, but look at myself each morning and affirm that I
will try to correct the mistakes I make each day. I look at myself as a sculptor
would look at his art piece as he applies the finishing touches. Every single
day I am an "Improved Rhia". I am adding finishing touches DAILY, instead
of performing a YEARLY dusting. I will work daily towards perfection, knowing
I will never achieve it, yet striving for it with earnest. Do I ignore New Year's
Resolutions totally? No, because January first is another day ... just as February
the first, March the first and any other first day of the month. It is a new beginning
as with every morning, every breath, and every new thought. So do I ignore
resolutions? I would have to say, not at all.
try to stay awake on New Year's Eve, to grab a kiss from Steve or my kids
as if I really needed a reason. I pledge to remember to write the New Year on
my checks instead of the old year. I will look up the new car models, the new
fads and watch the ball drop in Times Square, but I will NOT pledge to be a better
me on ONE DAY EACH YEAR. I will pledge to be a better me EACH DAY OF THE YEAR.
If I need to lose weight, I will start working on that today and not wait for
January the first to put it on a Punch List. When Steve and I quit
smoking, we did not wait until January first although, we did talk about
having to quit before the attempt ultimately we stopped smoking when we
PUT OUR MIND TO IT. Everything we do in our lives, we can accomplish once we make
the decision. I can truthfully say it is not because we put it on a piece of paper,
on the first day of the New Year.
suppose many of you think I am unrealistic to be working towards perfection each
day. I readily admit I will never achieve "perfection, yet I set my goals
as such. You could ask yourself, "How could I work towards something unachievable?"
Well, here is a Little Lesson on Love and Life: Each day that I work on
improving myself is a day that I enjoy better than the day before. I work on my
life one day at a time and each day is a new one that is better because of the
last one. As a friend of mine often tells me Rhia, how do you eat
an elephant? His answer, one bite at a time
way you eat a mouse.
always smile, because that is how I have always looked at life, one breath, one
step, one day, and one adventure at a time. I do not have New Years Mirrors
or New Year's Resolutions I have a bathroom mirror I look into each day
and I make DAILY resolutions. All my resolutions come to fruition when I MAKE
UP MY MIND not when I make a list. A list is made for remembering and my
bathroom mirror is there every day to remind me not just once a year."
Waits whose motto is: "Life should NOT be a journey
to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved
body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, margarita in the
other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming WOO HOO
what a ride!!!"
the New Year unfolds in Perfect Order and
You are Divinely guided into Right
Chelle (Pronounced 'Shay') Thompson
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