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creates an unfolding situation that is exactly what the
person needs, although not always what he may think he wants or
This is called luck by those who are unaware of the workings
of higher Worlds.
Providence also creates very difficult circumstances to reveal
or dissolve a
fixed situation ... This is called bad luck or later, A
Blessing in Disguise."
~ Warren Kenton...
October 31, 2005
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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...
'Punkie Night Songs'
Make It So
BE the World
You Want to See!
never knows what The Universe has in store for us. Personally, I
believe that IT IS ALL GOOD ... though we may have to spend some
time in reflection to discover how many blessings in disguise have
resulted in the evolution of our soul.
~ Chelle Thompson, Editor
From the Inside Out
BLESSINGS IN DISGUISE ON HALLOWEEN
"Halloween in Hawaii is a little complicated. Unlike on the
mainland, where people carve their pumpkins a week before the holiday,
here its so warm and humid, you only get a day or two to display
a carved pumpkin before they grow a moldy beard or cave in on themselves
in a slimy mess of goo..."
Halloween morning in Kaua'i, Hawaii a glorious part of the
world, where it's hard to deny the divine Bethany Hamilton
responded to the shark's stealth attack with the calm of a girl
with heaven on her side.
pain and panic aside, she immediately began to paddle with one arm,
focusing on a single thought: "Get to the beach...." Rushed
to the hospital, where her father, Tom Hamilton, was about to undergo
knee surgery, Bethany found herself taking his spot in the O.R.
the kind of coincidence that isn't mere coincidence to the Hamilton
family. To them it was a sign someone had a greater plan than the
one they'd been working on themselves which had been to scrape
together whatever resources they could to help Bethany rise to the
top of her sport. When the first thing Bethany wanted to know after
surgery was "When can I surf again?" it became clear that
her unfaltering spirit and determination were part of a greater
story a tale of courage and faith that this modest and soft-spoken
girl would come to share with the world.
began her career as a surfer with her first competition at age 11.
By age 13, Bethany was an accomplished competitor and well-respected
in the surfing world. They say she has saltwater in her veins. How
else could one explain the tremendous passion that drives her to
surf? How else could one explain that nothing not even the
loss of her arm in a horrific shark attack could come between
her and the waves?
had always been a compassionate child, but since that shark attack
on Halloween, her compassion has deepened. Four days after the incident,
she learned that fishermen on Kaua'i's north shore were talking
about hunting down the 13-foot, 1,500-pound tiger shark. From her
hospital bed, she tearfully insisted the animal not be harmed.
few hours later, her empathy surfaced again, during a stress debriefing
session with Kai Swigart, a psychologist who is legally blind. Bethany
told him his loss of sight was far worse than her loss of an arm.
She offered to donate money being raised to help pay her medical
bills to pay for an operation to restore his sight. Swigart added,
"She told me that she had visited heaven and then had come
back to be with her family. Anyone who touches heaven has a serenity,
a spirit, a presence that transcends normal human experience."
has already lived more than a lifetime's worth of triumph and tragedy.
After the shark attack she rose once again to the challenges of
competition and dealt with the maelstrom of media attention. She
relied on her faith and innate positive thinking to embrace changes
that would undo most people. When she lost her arm in the fall of
2003, it looked as if the career of one of the country's top amateur
surfers was over. But just ten weeks later, she returned to competition
in her native Hawaii, vowing never to give up the sport she loves.
Bethany continues to compete in the most challenging waves in the
world and amaze everyone by achieving the unimaginable. She dominated
the 2005 National Scholastic Surfing Association Nationals Championships,
taking 1st place in the Explorer Womens division.
has earned an indelible place in America's heart in appearances
on 20/20, Good Morning America, The Tonight Show with Jay Leno,
Oprah, Entertainment Tonight and a host of other venues. She's
been featured in People magazine and her story has been written
up in newspapers in Europe, Asia, South America and Australia. In
December, 2003, Bethany touched hearts again when, on a media tour
of New York City, she suddenly removed her ski jacket and gave it
to a homeless girl sitting on a subway grate in Times Square. Wearing
only a tank top, Hamilton then canceled a shopping spree, saying
she already had too many things. "Bethany was always very giving,
very loving and very kind, but I've never seen anything like this,"
says her father, Tom. "She's got more wisdom, I guess."
Bethany doesn't view herself as strong, driven or courageous. She
sees the loss of her arm as her destiny, as a blessing in disguise.
Her life is richer and fuller and her surfing career more
tangible and lucrative than before the attack. She has chosen
to use her experience to become an inspiration and help others to
overcome adversity, no matter how great. I know I have something
important to say. Something that people need to hear but
sometimes they get so caught up in the story part, that they miss
the meaning, says Bethany. As always, she remains undaunted
and is looking forward to the future. She's asking herself, "How
can I show the world I still have a life, that I enjoy my life and
that my life is filled with joy?"
Bethany's website at www.BethanyHamilton.com
SURFER is a moving account of the thirteen-year-old
surfer girl who lost her arm in a shark attack but never lost
her faith and of her triumphant return to competitive
surfing. Written with passion and insight, and filled with
thrilling moments of the sport Bethany has come to personify,
this is a portrait of American heroism that will captivate
readers of all ages. It is a story of girl power and spiritual
grit that shows that the body is no more essential to surfing
perhaps even less so than the soul. Now, in
Soul Surfer, this extraordinary fourteen-year-old recounts
her incredible, harrowing story in her own unforgettable voice.
By Bethany Hamilton
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Yes You Can!
a life coach, I often hear people say they lack motivation – in
fact, the “motivation discussion” is almost a ritual with my new
clients. You really want something, in fact you almost need
it, but you just don’t have the drive to get to it.
a result, you blame yourself; you get stuck in your disappointment,
your guilt, or your frustration – further and further away from
But why are we not always driven enough to meet our objectives
in the first place? Is it that we are not sufficiently determined?
Or maybe we are not tough and strong enough?
way I see things, motivation is akin to the sap that runs in the
tree: it keeps the tree alive – in fact, it’s essential to it –
but it’s useless if the tree (our objective) is rooted in poor,
not our motivation that makes the objective real, it’s the other
way around: when our goals are healthy, the drive to take action
flows naturally. When our goals are unhealthy, we have to
push ourselves all along the path to “success” – and we don’t even
feel like celebrating at the end (when we do get there).
what is an “unhealthy” objective? It’s an objective we hold for
the wrong reasons, or with the wrong attitude: it’s rooted in poor
grounds. It’s not that we should not lose weight; it’s just that
we decided to do so because we don’t like (let alone love) ourselves
and we think that will patch the problem.
It’s not that we should not start this new business; it’s just that
we are dead afraid of failure. And there’s nothing wrong with studying
law, it’s just that we do so only to honor our (deceased) father’s
values and wishes.
are many factors that can literally kill our motivation at its roots,
but weakness certainly isn’t one of them. The real motivation inhibitors
go more along this line:
- Our objective is not a real priority (Going to the gym,
when you have three children to take care of)
We feel our objective is inaccessible (A brand-new Volvo
when we can’t afford a Toyota)
Our objective was inspired or chosen by someone else (That
law degree…Or maybe your partner wants you to stop smoking)
Our objective is motivated by self-rejection rather than self-respect
(Very frequent, and always overlooked. People trying to lose weight
often experience that)
Our objective is a strong “should”, or a vibrant “must”; but
not a “want” (It would be appropriate to be in better terms
with the other members of our family, but we are too resentful about
past events to really change anything)
We are afraid of success, afraid of failure. Afraid of something
(We are conflicted about our objective, we have mixed motives –
even if we are not aware of them)
Our objective is not in alignment with our true self (Looking
for a job in a field that doesn’t feel right to us)
Some part of us doesn’t want to reach our objective, for some
reasons (We know that when we do reach our goal, we’ll have
to do or experience something that repulses us)
We feel overwhelmed by all the actions we have to take (we
have a hard time taking one small step at a time)
A recent failure makes us feel powerless, etc.
we start looking at this, we realize that the results we get (or
do not get) are an accurate reflection of what we deeply think,
do not experience in life what we hope for, but rather what
we think we deserve, what we expect, what we are the most
confident in. That’s how we create.
will not feel much motivation for a goal that is incongruent with
our profound beliefs and thoughts – as idyllic as this goal may
isn’t about toughness and strength – it’s about alignment.
not necessarily about wanting something very badly… but more about
wanting something completely.
we lack motivation, some part of us is saying, “I don’t want to
reach that goal – it doesn’t serve me”.
it’s time to change our objective… maybe we need to look inward
and take care of other things first (see the list above). Or maybe
we just need to take a deep breath, relax, and listen to the wind
for a while…
the Author: Marie-Pier Charron, life coach, is founder of Implosions,
and editor of a wildly popular newsletter filled with practical
tips and powerful
self-growth strategies. To get your own free subscription, visit
her at www.Implosions.net
(Kapadokya) is Persian for the "land of beautiful horses."
It is an enchanting open-air museum and an unparalleled example
of the common cultural heritage of humanity. Cappadocia, Turkey,
is in the middle of a once active volcanic region. At the time
when the Anatolia region was completing its geographical evolution,
these volcanic eruptions were so strong that the lava in some
places was up to 100 meters thick. Over many millions of years,
volcanoes, wind, rain and ice sculpted what we now know as Cappadocia.
As the land eroded, the basalt stones remained and formed conical
structures sometimes reaching as high as 45 meters. The local
people called these unique Peribacalari rock formations
"Fairy Chimneys", a name that has endured throughout
the ages. If nature was the first artist to arrange the decor,
it was Anatolian man who over the centuries carved the rocks and
built houses, churches and over 120 underground cities. The largest
of these, Ozkonak, once had a population of 60,000. The canyon
formed by the Melendiz stream, which has pierced its way through
the rocks, is called the Ihlara Valley. In this 14-km long valley
there are 105 churches and 4535 houses. Cappadocia defies description.
You have to go there and bathe in its atmosphere, colors and luminance
to experience the wonder.
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"Healing Foods Pyramid" & "Eat Well Guide"
This colorful, ten-tier triangle is based on research into the
power of foods to ward off and fight illnesses such as auto-immune
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emphasizes: Healing Foods (only foods known to have healing
benefits or essential nutrients); Plant-based Choices
(may be accented by animal foods); Variety & Balance
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Support of a Healthful Environment (our food, and we
in turn, reflect the health of our earth); Mindful Eating
(truly savor, enjoy and focus on what you are eating).
addition, the "Eat Well Guide" is a
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outlets in the US and Canada. Consumers simply enter their zip
code to find local products that were raised sustainably, including
no antibiotics, no added hormones, pasture raised, grass fed
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DAVE BARRY ON HALLOWEEN...
OF THE LIVING CHOCOLATES"
I love Halloween. It reminds me of my happy childhood days as
a student at Wampus Elementary School in Armonk, N.Y., when we
youngsters used to celebrate Halloween by making decorations out
of construction paper and that white paste that you could eat.
This is also how we celebrated Columbus Day, Washington's Birthday,
Lincoln's Birthday, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, New Year's,
Valentine's Day, Mother's Day, Father's Day, Armistice Day, Flag
Day, Arbor Day, Thursday, etc. We brought these decorations home
to our parents, who by federal law, were required to attach them
to the refrigerator with magnets.
was a wonderful, carefree time in which to be a youngster or construction-paper
salesperson. But it all ended suddenly one day I'll never
forget it when the Soviet Union launched the first satellite,
called "Sputnik" (which is Russian for 'Little Sput').
all the grown-ups in America became hysterical about losing the
Space Race, which led to a paranoid insecurity about our
educational system, expressed in anguished newspaper headlines
asking, "WHY AREN'T OUR KIDS LEARNING IN SCHOOL?" I
wanted to answer, "BECAUSE ALL WE EVER DO IS MAKE DECORATIONS
OUT OF CONSTRUCTION PAPER," but I couldn't, because my mouth
was full of paste.
getting back to Halloween: It's still one of the most fun holidays
of the year, as well as one of the most traditional, tracing its
origins back more than 2,000 years to the Druids, an ancient religious
cult that constructed Stonehenge as well as most of the public
toilets in England. The Druids believed that one night each year,
at the end of October, the souls of the dead returned to the world
of the living and roamed from house to house costumed as Power
thus it is that to this day, youngsters come to our door on Halloween
night shouting: "Trick or treat!" According to tradition,
if we don't give the youngsters a 'treat', their parents will
'sue' us. That's why most of us traditionally prepare for Halloween
by going to the supermarket and purchasing approximately eight
metric tons of miniature candy bars, which we dump into a big
bowl by the door, ready to hand out to the hordes of trick-or-treaters.
The irony, of course, is that there ARE no hordes of trick-or-treaters,
not any more. We in the news media make darned sure of that. Every
year we publish dozens of helpful consumer-advice articles, cheerfully
reminding parents of the dangers posed by traffic, perverts, poisoned
candy, and many other Halloween hazards that parents would never
think of if we didn't remind them ("Have fun, but remember
that this year more than 17,000 Americans will die bobbing for
result is that many children aren't allowed to go trick-or-treating,
and the ones who ARE allowed out come to your house no later than
4:30 p.m., wearing reflective tape on their Power Rangers costumes
and trailed at close range by their parents, who watch you suspiciously
and regard whatever candy you hand out as though it were unsolicited
mail from the Unabomber. So for most of Halloween, your doorbell
is quiet. This means that you pass the long night alone, hour
after hour, just you and the miniature candy bars. After a while
they start calling seductively to you from their bowl in their
squeaky little voices: "Hey, Big Boy!" they call. "We're
going to waste over here!" As the evening wears on they become
increasingly brazen. Eventually they crawl across the floor, climb
up your body, unwrap themselves and force themselves bodily into
your mouth. There's no use hiding in the bathroom, because they'll
just crawl under the door and tie you up with dental floss and
threaten to squeeze toothpaste in your eye unless you eat them.
At least that's what they do to me.
the end of the night my blood has the same sugar content as Yoo-Hoo.
But eating huge amounts of candy allegedly purchased for youngsters
is only part of the Halloween tradition. The other part is buying
a pumpkin and carving it to make a 'jack-o'-lantern', which sits
on your front porch, a festive symbol of the age-old truth
first discovered by the Druids that there is no practical
use for pumpkins. I'd give you more details, but right now I need
to do something about these tiny Milky Ways crawling up my legs.
Dave Barry, Miami Herald Columnist (October 27, 1996)
'PUNKIE NIGHT SONGS' AND MORE
Joyful Lifestyles: Weekly Insights
CHOOSING CAN MAKE IT SO
professor and author Lee
Ryan Miller recently shared the following article
for Inspiration Line readers. The theme fits well with this
week's story about Bethany Hamilton. "Who You Are
Speaks Louder to Me Than Anything You Can Say" is
from Lee's book Teaching
Amidst the Neon Palm Trees ...
the beginning of my 8:00 a.m. class one Monday at University
of Nevada, Las Vegas, I cheerfully asked my students how their
weekend had been. One young man said that his weekend had
not been very good. Hed had his wisdom teeth extracted.
The young man then proceeded to ask me why I always seemed
to be so cheerful. His
question reminded me of something I'd read somewhere before:
'Every morning when you get up, you have a choice about how
you want to approach life that day,' I said to the young man.
'I choose to be cheerful. Let me give you an example,' I continued.
The other sixty students in the class ceased their chatter
and began to listen to our conversation.
In addition to teaching here at UNLV, I also teach out
at the community college in Henderson, about seventeen miles
down the freeway from where I live. One day a few weeks ago
I drove those seventeen miles to Henderson. I exited the freeway
and turned onto College Drive. I only had to drive another
quarter-mile down the road to the college. But just then my
car died. I tried to start it again, but the engine wouldnt
turn over. So I put my flashers on, grabbed my books, and
marched down the road to the college. As
soon as I got there I called AAA and asked them to send a
tow truck. The secretary in the Provost's office asked me
what had happened. This is my lucky day, I replied,
car breaks down and today is your lucky day? She was
puzzled. What do you mean?
live seventeen miles from here. I replied. My
car could have broken down anywhere along the freeway. It
didn't. Instead, it broke down in the perfect place: off the
freeway, within walking distance of here. I'm still able to
teach my class, and I've been able to arrange for the tow
truck to meet me after class. If my car was meant to break
down today, it couldn't have been arranged in a more convenient
secretary's eyes opened wide, and then she smiled. I smiled
back and headed for class. So ended my story to the students
in my economics class at UNLV. I scanned the sixty faces in
the lecture hall. Despite the early hour, no one seemed to
be asleep. Somehow, my story had touched them. Or maybe it
wasn't the story at all. In fact, it had all started with
a student's observation that I was cheerful. A wise man
once said, 'Who you are speaks louder to me than anything
you can say.' I suppose it must be so." www.LeeRyanMiller.com
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