tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88916289872498869562024-03-05T10:04:04.717-08:00Art of LivingOur emotions are powerful motivators, and more than almost anything else in our lives they will drive our behavior. Sometimes our greatest challenge is to get inside our own heads to understand what makes us tick. Why do we feel and behave the way we do?prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-42055831586943670412012-01-20T20:07:00.001-08:002012-01-20T20:07:38.694-08:00One Choice<b></b><i></i>ONE CHOICE
They say "you can't choose your parents." All of us have circumstances that cannot be changed, whether it's the home we're born into or a physical condition we're struggling with.
In that case, our choice isn't to change our circumstances, but to change our ATTITUDE.
Take for example, the story of Roger Crawford as told in the book, The Choice is Yours!
Roger Crawford makes his living as a consultant and public speaker.
He's written two books and travels all across the country working with Fortune 500 companies, national and state associations, and school districts.
Those aren't bad credentials. But if that doesn't impress you, how about this: before becoming a consultant, he was a varsity tennis player for Loyola Marymount University and later became a professional tennis player certified by the United States Professional Tennis Association. Still not impressed? Would you change your opinion if I told you Roger had no hands and only one foot?
Roger Crawford was born with a condition called ectrodactylism. When he emerged from his mother's womb, the doctors saw that he had a thumb-like projection extending out of his right forearm. He had no palms. His legs and arms were shortened. And his left leg possessed a shrunken foot with only three toes. (The foot was amputated when he was five.)
Roger's parents were told by various medical professionals that he would never be able to walk, probably would not be able to take care of himself, and would never lead a normal life.
After recovering from the shock, Roger's parents were determined to give him the best chance possible for living a normal life. They raised him to feel loved, to be strong, and to develop independence. "You're only as handicapped as you want to be," his father used to tell him. They encouraged him to do everything his heart desired. And they taught him to think positively.
Roger appreciated the encouragement and training he received from his parents, but I don't think he really understood the significance of it or his achievements until he went to college and he interacted with someone who wanted to meet him. After he received a phone call from a man who had read about his tennis victories, Crawford agreed to meet him at a nearby restaurant. When Roger stood up to shake hands with the man, he discovered that the other guy had hands that were almost identical to his. That got Crawford excited, because he thought he had found someone similar to him but older who could act as his mentor. But after talking with the stranger for a few minutes, he realized he was wrong.
Roger says: "Instead, what I found was someone with a bitter, pessimistic attitude who blamed all of life's disappointments and failures on his anatomy."
"I soon recognized that our lives and attitudes couldn't have been more different...He had never held a job for long, and he said this was because of 'discrimination' — certainly not because (as he admitted) he was constantly late, frequently absent and failed to take any responsibility for his work. His attitude was, 'The world owes me,' and his problem was that the world disagreed. I didn't share his despair."
"We kept in touch for several years, until it dawned on me that even if some miracle were suddenly to give him a perfect body, his unhappiness and lack of success wouldn't change. He would still be at the same place in his life."
What about you? Is your attitude holding you back? Choose to change it...and experience the fullness life has to offer.
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You're Only One Choice Away from Changing Your Life.
For me, the idea of changing your life with a single choice is highly motivational. It puts you in charge of the type of future you envision.
In One Choice, you'll meet people from all walks of life who made life-changing choices, whether it's switching careers, losing weight, finding financial freedom, adopting a child, or giving back to others.
One Choice will:
• Inspire you to explore the possibilities of creating a new, happier life.
• Offer you tremendous hope, regardless of your current circumstances, for a better tomorrow.
Roger Crawford plays tennis with no hands and one foot.
If you have the courage to change, choose to change your life today. So, take a deep breath, take a chance, make a choice.
Best Regards,
Francis Jeyarajprohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-2709479291350573182009-05-06T00:38:00.002-07:002009-05-06T00:39:05.124-07:00Even God has a Sense of Humor<div align="justify">God was in the process of creating the universe. And he was explaining to his subordinates.<br />"Look everything should be in balance. For example, after every 10 deer there should be a lion.<br /><br />Look here my fellow angels, here is the country of the United States. I have blessed them with prosperity and money. But at the same time I have given them insecurity and tension....<br /><br />And here is Africa. I have given them beautiful nature. But at the same time, I have given them climatic extremes.<br />And here is South America.. I have given them lots of forests. But at the same time, I have given them lesser land so that they would have to cut off the forests....<br /><br />So you see fellows, everything should be in balance."<br /><br />One of the angels asked... "God, what is this extremely beautiful country here?"<br /><br />God said....... "Ahah...that is the crown piece of all. "INDIA, My most precious creation. It has understanding and friendly People. Sparkling streams and serene mountains. A culture which speaks of the great tradition that they live. Technologically brilliant and with a heart of gold....."<br /><br />The angel was quite surprised:<br />"But God you said everything should be in balance."<br /><br />God replied --<br />"Look at the politicians and the neighbours I gave them."</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-19591038721512861762009-05-06T00:38:00.001-07:002009-05-06T00:38:15.682-07:00How to Live Like a True ChristianHow to Live Like a True Christian<br />I want to be a happy christian<br />wear a smile on my face<br />don't want to be a dooms day teacher<br />spreading gloom all over the place.<br /><br />Let's keep praying and trusting<br />that the Lord will make a way<br />for us to be happy christians<br />and keep praising Him everyday.<br /><br />Some people moan and groan<br />underneath the load they bare<br />I don't want to add to their burdens<br />I want to teach them God cares.<br /><br />It's true this old world contains<br />enough evil to drive us mad<br />I believe there's still some good<br />not everyone has turned bad.<br /><br />If we love our neighbor<br />and share the things we get<br />we will find this old world<br />has a little hope left yet.<br /><br />We need to keep on trying<br />to reach our fellowman<br />we need to spread the Gospel<br />of God's Good News all we can.prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-73206636261058875072009-05-06T00:34:00.000-07:002009-05-06T00:35:47.416-07:00Mothers day celebrated on 10th May<div align="justify"><a href="http://pravstalk.com/mothers-day-message-give-value-to-relationships/" target="_blank">Give Value To Relationships</a> <br />A man stopped at a flower shop for ordering some flowers to be sent as a gift to his mother who lived two hundred miles away. As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing. He asked her what was wrong and she replied, "I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother. But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars." The man smiled and said, "Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose." He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers. As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home. She said, "Yes, please! You can take me to my mother." She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave. The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the gifting order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother's house.At times we take many such relationships with our family and friends for granted.<br /><br />Learn to value them.Best Wishes for Mothers Day!.Don't Forget - Mothers Day is on 10th May. </div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-77199446898145400122009-05-03T01:57:00.000-07:002009-05-03T01:59:19.912-07:00Beat the Recession- Attitude counts<div align="justify">Money has no memory Experience has shown that: You will never know what the total cost of your education was, but for a lifetime you will recall and relive the memories of schools and colleges. Few years from now, you will forget the amount you paid to settle the hospitalization bill, but will ever cherish having saved your mother’s life or the life you get to live with the just born. You won’t remember the cost of your honeymoon, but to the last breath remember the experiences of the bliss of togetherness. Money has no memory. Experience has. Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty, times when the future looked so secure and times when you didn’t know from where the tomorrow will come… life has been in one way or the other a roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond all that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences. Sometimes the wallet was full…sometimes even the pocket was empty. There was enough and you still had reasons to frown. There wasn’t enough and you still had reasons to smile. Today, you can look back with tears of gratitude for all the times you had laughed together, and also look back with a smile at all the times you cried alone. All in all, life filled you with experiences to create a history of your own self, and you alone can remember them all. The first time you balanced yourself on your cycle without support….. The first time she said ‘yes’ and it was two years since you proposed….. The first cry…the first steps…the first word…the first kiss…all of your child… The first gift you bought for your parents and the first gift your daughter / son gave you…. The first award…the first public appreciation….the first stage performance…. And the list is endless… Experiences, with timeless memory…. No denying that anything that’s material cost money, but the fact remains the cost of the experience will be forgotten, but the experience never. So, what if it’s economic recession? Let it be, but let there not be a recession to the quality of your life. You can still take your parents, if not on pilgrimage, at least to the local temple. You can still play with your children, if not on an international holiday, at least in the local park. It doesn’t cost money to lie down or to take a loved one onto your lap. </div><div align="justify"><br />Time will pass…economy will revive… currency will soon be in current…and in all this, I don’t want you to look back and realize you did nothing but stayed in gloom. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Recession can make you lose out on money. Let it not make you lose out on experiences… If you are not happy with what you have, no matter how much more you have, you will still not be happy. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Remember a bird sitting on a tree doesn’t get afraid of a branch shaking or breaking coz d bird does not trust branch….it trust its WINGS……….so trust yourself</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">A ship is safe when it is on anchor……..but ship is not built for the same……….</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-57859480817029477312009-05-03T01:54:00.000-07:002009-05-03T01:55:18.676-07:00Aim for the Heart<div align="justify">Tom Mathews has built an amazing team of over 20,000 people. After getting to know him, I realized...He's a leader who "gets it." He truly understands the power of recognition, kindness, and setting personal goals. Also, in all of our conversations it was never "me," but always "we" when discussing any success he had enjoyed in his business.Today I'd like to share a great story from Tom's book: Aim for the Heart...Leading to Build Great Teams. Enjoy!Who Packed Your Parachute?</div><div align="justify"><br />An excerpt from Aim for the Heart<br />By Tom Mathews<br />As a leader, do you honor and appreciate the power of WE? Do you stop to thank and recognize the members of your team? Do you consistently show an attitude of gratitude?</div><div align="justify"><br />I recently read a great story about Captain Charles Plumb, a graduate from the Naval Academy, whose plane, after 74 successful combat missions over North Vietnam, was shot down. He parachuted to safety, but was captured, tortured and spent 2,103 days in a small box-like cell.<br />After surviving the ordeal, Captain Plumb received the Silver Star, Bronze Star, the Legion of Merit and two Purple Hearts, and returned to America and spoke to many groups about his experience and how it compared to the challenges of every day life.</div><div align="justify"><br />Shortly after coming home, Charlie and his wife were sitting in a restaurant. A man rose from a nearby table, walked over and said, "You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"</div><div align="justify"><br />Surprised that he was recognized, Charlie responded, "How in the world did you know that?" The man replied, "I packed your parachute." Charlie looked up with surprise. The man pumped his hand, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "I guess it worked!"</div><div align="justify"><br />Charlie stood to shake the man's hand, and assured him, "It most certainly did work. If it had not worked, I would not be here today."</div><div align="justify"><br />Charlie could not sleep that night, thinking about the man. He wondered if he might have seen him and not even said, "Good morning, how are you?" He thought of the many hours the sailor had spent bending over a long wooden table in the bottom of the ship, carefully folding the silks and weaving the shrouds of each chute, each time holding in his hands the fate of someone he didn't know.</div><div align="justify"><br />Plumb then began to realize that along with the physical parachute, he needed mental, emotional and spiritual parachutes. He had called on all these supports during his long and painful ordeal.<br />As a leader, how many times a day, a week, a month, do we pass up the opportunity to thank those people in our organization who are "packing our parachutes?"</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-84503074757054712662009-04-30T03:59:00.000-07:002009-04-30T04:00:46.748-07:00Who is poor, poor v/s wealthy<div align="justify">Our kids don't learn social discrimination until we teach it to them... </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the purpose of showing him how poor live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?" "It was great, Dad." "Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked. "Oh yeah," said the son. "So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><br />The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them." The boy's father was speechless. Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are." </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all feel grateful for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.<br /></div><div align="justify">SO,Brothers & Sisters... Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your family and your friends...!</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-44748724518367304142009-04-29T12:41:00.000-07:002009-04-29T12:47:32.268-07:00MOTHERS<div align="center">Real Mothers don't eat quiche; </div><div align="center">They don't have time to make it. </div><div align="center"> Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils </div><div align="center">Are probably in the sandbox. </div><div align="center">Real Mothers often have sticky floors,</div><div align="center"> Filthy ovens and happy kids. </div><div align="center">Real Mothers know that dried play dough </div><div align="center">Doesn't come out of carpets. </div><div align="center">Real Mothers don't want to know what</div><div align="center"> the vacuum just sucked up. </div><div align="center">Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' </div><div align="center">And get their answer when a little </div><div align="center">Voice says, ' Because I love you best..' </div><div align="center">Real Mothers know that a child's growth</div><div align="center"> is not measured by height or years or grade...</div><div align="center"> It is marked by the progression of Mummy to Mum to Mother... </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The Images of Mother </div><div align="center">4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mummy can do anything! </div><div align="center">8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mum knows a lot! A whole lot! </div><div align="center"> 12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything. </div><div align="center"> 14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either. </div><div align="center">16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned. </div><div align="center">18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date! </div><div align="center">25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it! </div><div align="center">35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mum's opinion. </div><div align="center">45 YEAR S OF AGE - Wonder what Mum would have thought about it? </div><div align="center"> 65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mum. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, </div><div align="center">the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. </div><div align="center">The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, </div><div align="center">Because that is the doorway to her heart, </div><div align="center">The place where love resides. </div><div align="center">The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, </div><div align="center">but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. </div><div align="center">It is the caring that she lovingly gives, </div><div align="center">the passion that she shows, </div><div align="center">and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows! </div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-17643598398715763472009-04-28T07:31:00.000-07:002009-04-28T07:38:20.978-07:00The following pics are of the same place but taken at different seasons!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7XYoKjg_QLMS7hro19XNKiquECB_dAmqi8xw7LSnRDUwPUMF-HlFP6Dz5kDTvm983QERysVzgXFkldEHSZlJlD_JVu5ZSFxxoNiHBHHqaXZYXz6wtEl94tb0sHyiyIv7i7HfJIGPvNq2H/s1600-h/securedownload01.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329751451102611218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7XYoKjg_QLMS7hro19XNKiquECB_dAmqi8xw7LSnRDUwPUMF-HlFP6Dz5kDTvm983QERysVzgXFkldEHSZlJlD_JVu5ZSFxxoNiHBHHqaXZYXz6wtEl94tb0sHyiyIv7i7HfJIGPvNq2H/s400/securedownload01.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgItoulB-el1rpg4q7rZuuztZy_m1OR88iXT311MESyZG1pQO1gv6bdYvp-DxwNs2AHyb0EqyigGVBRgdkHHevWPQwOycUrQ2WriJ49bAcER9ZfwZrMz2zrM-O6QoRQ8HNtncyLPeMpRTWV/s1600-h/securedownload02.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329751352631423842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgItoulB-el1rpg4q7rZuuztZy_m1OR88iXT311MESyZG1pQO1gv6bdYvp-DxwNs2AHyb0EqyigGVBRgdkHHevWPQwOycUrQ2WriJ49bAcER9ZfwZrMz2zrM-O6QoRQ8HNtncyLPeMpRTWV/s400/securedownload02.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPre-aQTGLfEegC_L_4-h5z9zEL_AHG1GJDC6GlefV2Ww3sKpzZwuMzVtNVrSa7g0B6lUgsuCGsqFl_ls5VNcrfsLW5iCKZ7SjMBHZjHRzbnmGDhTIi9HYHO7LeAckFSXPQd4sLgfwY6Eb/s1600-h/securedownload03.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329750875882805394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPre-aQTGLfEegC_L_4-h5z9zEL_AHG1GJDC6GlefV2Ww3sKpzZwuMzVtNVrSa7g0B6lUgsuCGsqFl_ls5VNcrfsLW5iCKZ7SjMBHZjHRzbnmGDhTIi9HYHO7LeAckFSXPQd4sLgfwY6Eb/s400/securedownload03.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZCNeQy0UHgjNdn7lQV3CTdao621VtknmJDA-Rk5htAU8MTI2KsI8ot6ZEldVE8tHdSPCYzFXUH8UqQ96GuOaRFQckR8nlV34FeyoviTCA2m3lvifwiB_YWaaQ3haWS5BoMZ5F_GYmzlwr/s1600-h/securedownload04.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329750749327008242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZCNeQy0UHgjNdn7lQV3CTdao621VtknmJDA-Rk5htAU8MTI2KsI8ot6ZEldVE8tHdSPCYzFXUH8UqQ96GuOaRFQckR8nlV34FeyoviTCA2m3lvifwiB_YWaaQ3haWS5BoMZ5F_GYmzlwr/s400/securedownload04.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Lessons on Life You cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, and fulfillment of your fall. </span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Moral</span></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season.<br /></span></strong></div></div></div></div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-72019762919974438652009-04-28T01:57:00.000-07:002009-04-28T01:58:49.107-07:00"To get what you've never had, you must do what you've never done."<div align="justify">"To get what you've never had, you must do what you've never done."</div><div align="justify">Understanding this short quote can be the difference between winning or losing; between greatness or mediocrity. It captures the essence of discipline.Best-selling author, Brian Tracy, has written a book that can change your life. Today I'd like to share an excerpt from our new gift book titled The Power of Discipline...7 Ways It Can Change Your Life.Enjoy!</div><div align="justify"><br />An excerpt fromThe Power of DisciplineBy Brian TracyWhy are some people more successful than others? Why do some people make more money, live happier lives and accomplish much more in the same number of years than the great majority?I started out in life with few advantages. I did not graduate from high school. I worked at menial jobs. I had limited education, limited skills and a limited future.And then I began asking, "Why are some people more successful than others?" This question changed my life.Over the years, I have read thousands of books and articles on the subjects of success and achievement. It seems that the reasons for these accomplishments have been discussed and written about for more than two thousand years, in every conceivable way. One quality that most philosophers, teachers and experts agree on is the importance of self-discipline. As Al Tomsik summarized it years ago, "Success is tons of discipline."Some years ago, I attended a conference in Washington. It was the lunch break and I was eating at a nearby food fair. The area was crowded and I sat down at the last open table by myself, even though it was a table for four.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">A few minutes later, an older gentleman and a younger woman who was his assistant came along carrying trays of food, obviously looking for a place to sit.With plenty of room at my table, I immediately arose and invited the older gentleman to join me. He was hesitant, but I insisted. Finally, thanking me as he sat down, we began to chat over lunch.It turned out that his name was Kop Kopmeyer. As it happened, I immediately knew who he was. He was a legend in the field of success and achievement. Kop Kopmeyer had written four large books, each of which contained 250 success principles that he had derived from more than fifty years of research and study. I had read all four books from cover to cover, more than once.After we had chatted for awhile, I asked him the question that many people in this situation would ask, "Of all the one thousand success principles that you have discovered, which do you think is the most important?"He smiled at me with a twinkle in his eye, as if he had been asked this question many times, and replied, without hesitating, "The most important success principle of all was stated by Thomas Huxley many years ago. He said, 'Do what you should do, when you should do it, whether you feel like it or not.'"He went on to say, "There are 999 other success principles that I have found in my reading and experience, but without self-discipline, none of them work."Self-discipline is the key to personal greatness. It is the magic quality that opens all doors for you, and makes everything else possible. With self-discipline, the average person can rise as far and as fast as his talents and intelligence can take him. But without self-discipline, a person with every blessing of background, education and opportunity will seldom rise above mediocrity.In the pages ahead I will describe seven areas of your life where the practice of self-discipline will be key to your success. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">These areas include goals, character, time management, personal health, money, courage and responsibility. It is my hope that you'll find a few "nuggets" that will help make your dreams come true.</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-44782856934842927582009-04-22T02:08:00.000-07:002009-04-28T23:52:31.579-07:00F A M I L Y<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1aeEKOW8EOEwu1rIia0tDqOo7uN5ey9iaFJ-yoarYP4ZzVeLabs6W_q92v_qdwG5MZXyPmzKzSTiHPIPwb7c1eu6meauHSjdUFSylTNz5zFwnHhjpECr-4DZ6BG51YPd61o4-RkioJNFm/s1600-h/IMG_7861.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330002487845981058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1aeEKOW8EOEwu1rIia0tDqOo7uN5ey9iaFJ-yoarYP4ZzVeLabs6W_q92v_qdwG5MZXyPmzKzSTiHPIPwb7c1eu6meauHSjdUFSylTNz5zFwnHhjpECr-4DZ6BG51YPd61o4-RkioJNFm/s400/IMG_7861.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I ran into a stranger as he passed by,</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">'Oh excuse me please' was my reply.<br />He said, 'Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you.'<br />We were very polite, this stranger and I. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">We went on our way and we said goodbye.<br />But at home a different story is told, </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">How we treat our loved ones, young and old.. </span></div><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><br /><br /><div align="center"><br />Later that day, cooking the evening meal, </div><br /><div align="center">My daughter stood beside me very still.<br />When I turned, I nearly knocked her down. </div><br /><div align="center">'Move out of the way,' I said with a frown.<br />She walked away, her little heart broken. </div><br /><div align="center">I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br />While I lay awake in bed, </div><br /><div align="center">God's still small voice came to me and said,<br /><strong>'While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, </strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>but the family you love, you seem to abuse.<br /></strong>Go and look on the kitchen floor,</div><br /><div align="center">You'll find some flowers there by the door.<br />Those are the flowers she brought for you. </div><br /><div align="center">She picked them herself: pink, yellow and blue.<br />She stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, </div><br /><div align="center">you never saw the tears that filled her little eyes.'<br />By this time, I felt very small, </div><br /><div align="center">And now my tears began to fall.<br />I quietly went and knelt by her bed; 'Wake up, little one, wake up,' I said.<br />'Are these the flowers you picked for me?' She smiled, 'I found 'em, out by the tree.<br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;">I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue.</span>'<br />I said, 'Daughter, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; </div><br /><div align="center">I shouldn't have yelled at you that way.' </div><br /><div align="center">She said, 'Oh, Dad, that's okay. I love you anyway.'<br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I said, 'Daughter, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue.'</span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#009900;"><strong>FAMILY</strong></span> </div><br /><br /><div align="center">Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. </div><br /><br /><div align="center">But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.<br />And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, </div><br /><br /><div align="center">an unwise investment indeed, </div><br /><br /><div align="center">don't you think? </div><br /><br /><div align="center">So what is behind the story?<br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">Do you know what the word FAMILY means?</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU<br /></span></strong></div></div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-26182391811905793872009-04-21T01:34:00.001-07:002009-04-21T01:38:41.228-07:00Take Time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAXUQXVTCTjtnLOEzfAblKNV_1UR5CHkyNOx6UpLM9BI4sfrgNexWP-o_IiG6A7ADAHVIYo-pfVqGEEEBZqTG75MuPLamABxq_r7dtEgxDdBneRukZztJmpvtqUJTeGmb98llpXIXkNVrh/s1600-h/ATT00001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327061263772441458" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_F-6yuUUCX72DOj4Grn1-6pVx9GPivjOoiItz0cFvHHk8rlrZ-1KaxXDANXQYYGIDQb-vrg5_FP20a9Be5cWHTMemBJI5IzvtyM6-g1yOpan7Om0XtUrar3V49Y2YRtF6vrJ8M74_Vwr/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-43158918204014302482009-04-15T01:50:00.000-07:002009-04-15T01:55:52.734-07:00Five things are happening in your house at the same time.<span style="color:#006600;"> In which sequence would you solve them? </span><br /><ol><li><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>The telephone is ringing!</strong></span></li><li><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>The baby is crying! </strong></span></li><li><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>Someone is knocking or calling you from the front door! </strong></span></li><li><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>You hung the clothes out to dry and it is beginning to rain! </strong></span></li><li><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>You left the tap on in the kitchen and the water is already overflowing!</strong> </span></li></ol><p><span style="color:#006600;"> In which sequence would you solve these problems? </span></p><p><span style="color:#006600;">Write the sequence and check below how your decisions were made.</span> </p><p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">BUT BE HONEST, THE FINDINGS ARE EXCITING.</span></strong> </p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">First write YOUR sequence from 1 to 5 then scroll below and read after!</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">_</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">_</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">_</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">_<br />_<br />_</span></p><p>_<br />_<br />_</p><p>_<br />_<br />_</p><p>_<br />_<br />_</p><p>_<br />_<br />_</p><p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Answer:</span></strong></p><p> <strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Every individual point represents something in your life. </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"> On the list you can see which meaning every point has: </span></strong></p><ol><li><strong><span style="color:#993300;">Telephone represents Work.</span></strong></li><li><strong><span style="color:#993300;">Baby represents Family</span></strong></li><li><strong><span style="color:#993300;">Door represents Friends </span></strong></li><li><strong><span style="color:#993300;">Clothes represent Money </span></strong></li><li><strong><span style="color:#993300;">Tap represents Love Life </span></strong></li></ol><p><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Your chosen sequence determines your priorities in your life.</span></strong></p><ul><li><strong><span style="color:#009900;">I guess YOU might have understood YOUR priorities. It will differ person to person. </span></strong></li><li><strong><span style="color:#009900;">There is NO PERFECT SEQUENCE of the priorities & even there should not be. </span></strong></li><li><strong><span style="color:#009900;">It’s to recognize hidden things in YOUR sub-conscious mind which may surprise YOU after knowing the truth.</span></strong></li><li><strong><span style="color:#009900;"> Just food for thought. </span></strong></li></ul>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-52747850299769105872009-04-12T22:48:00.000-07:002009-04-12T22:53:20.673-07:00Mayonnaise Jar & Two Beers...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipaItvfLuO1B3fHDYfTAQkH5p6zrfjeriRIet4raVzQk4MsYuFoNsYUfecJFvFQ3jHb-Vzmu6X_m4YuzjPDx08_niZ5pPMSMpKFixESWnbT1HdhxzOVf8THKqYSSxwaYfiKbkCJ1APb9RX/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324049534552981298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipaItvfLuO1B3fHDYfTAQkH5p6zrfjeriRIet4raVzQk4MsYuFoNsYUfecJFvFQ3jHb-Vzmu6X_m4YuzjPDx08_niZ5pPMSMpKFixESWnbT1HdhxzOVf8THKqYSSxwaYfiKbkCJ1APb9RX/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a> When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers.<br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.' The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">The students laughed.. 'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things---your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else---the small stuff. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first---the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. </div><div align="justify"><br />The professor smiled and said, 'I'm glad you asked.' The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS.......IT'S LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN!</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-13059881096836619832009-04-08T22:40:00.000-07:002009-04-15T01:57:44.570-07:00Lunch with God<div align="justify">There once was a little boy who wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies & a six-pack of root beer, and he started his journey.<br /><br />When he had gone a few blocks from home, he met an old man. He was sitting in the park near the water just staring at some birds. The boy sat down next to him and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer, when he noticed that the old man looked hungry, so he offered him a Twinkie.<br /><br />The old man gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. His smile was so incredible that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a root beer. Once again, he smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.<br /><br />As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was, and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps; he turned around, and ran back to the old man, and gave him a hug. The old man gave him his biggest smile ever, When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked her son: 'What did you do today that made you so happy?'<br /><br />The child replied: 'I had lunch with God.' But before his mother could respond, he added: 'You know what? He's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!<br /><br />Meanwhile, the old man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home. His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and asked: 'Dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?' He replied: 'I ate Twinkies in the park with God.' But before his son responded, he added: 'You know, He's much younger than I expected.<br /><br />Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring. All of which have the potential to make someone's day a very special one, or even turn someone's life around. OR even makes another feel he / she met God.</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-74861378978001988352009-04-07T02:29:00.002-07:002009-04-07T02:30:35.275-07:00Money has no memory. Experience has.<div align="justify">Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty, times when the future looked so secure and times when you didn't know from where the tomorrow will come… life has been in one way or the other a roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond all that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences. Sometimes the wallet was full… sometimes even the pocket was empty. There was enough and you still had reasons to frown. There wasn't enough and you still had reasons to smile. Today, you can look back with tears of gratitude for all the times you had laughed together, and also look back with a smile at all the times you cried alone. All in all, life filled you with experiences to create a history of your own self, and you alone can remember them all. </div><div align="justify"><br />The first time you balanced yourself on your cycle without support… The first time she said 'yes' and it was two years since you proposed… The first cry… the first steps… the first word… the first kiss… all of your child… The first gift you bought for your parents and the first gift your daughter gave you… The first award… the first public appreciation… the first stage performance… And the list is endless… Experiences, with timeless memory… </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">No denying that anything that's material cost money, but the fact remains the cost of the experience will be forgotten, but the experience never. So, what if it's economic recession? Let it be, but let there not be a recession to the quality of your life. You can still take your parents, if not to the Holy Land, at least to the local Shrine. You can still play with your children, if not on an international holiday, at least in the local park. It doesn't cost money to lie down or to take a loved one onto your lap. Nice time to train the employees, create leadership availability and be ready for the wonderful times when they arrive. Hey! Aspects like your health, knowledge development and spiritual growth are not economy dependent. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> Time will pass… economy will revive… currency will soon be in current… and in all this, I don't want you to look back and realize you did nothing but stayed in gloom. Recession can make you lose out on money. Let it not make you lose out on experiences… If you are not happy with what you have, no matter how much more you have, you will still not be happy. </div><div align="justify"><br />Make a statement with the way you live your life: How I feel has nothing to do with how much I have. </div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-1475944102074218552009-04-07T02:29:00.001-07:002009-04-15T02:00:05.922-07:00Be Creative<div align="justify">A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">He held up a sign which said: 'I am blind, please help.' There were only a few coins in the hat. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words. Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, 'Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?' The man said, 'I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way.' What he had written was: 'Today is a beautiful day and I cannot see it.' </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Do you think the first sign and the second sign were saying the same thing? Of course both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective? </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Moral of the Story:</span></strong> Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively. Invite others towards good with wisdom. Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets. When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear. </div><div align="justify"><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling...And even more beautiful is, knowing that you are the reason behind it!!! </span></strong></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">Falling down is not defeat... Defeat is when you refuse to get up...</span></em></strong> </div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-88505487218927956782009-04-06T02:58:00.000-07:002009-04-06T03:00:53.049-07:00Why do we shout in anger?<div align="justify"> A saint asked his disciples, 'Why do we shout in anger?Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?' </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout for that.' </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> 'But, why to shout when the other person is just next to you?' asked the saint. 'Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you're angry?' </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the saint. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Finally he explained, </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each Other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other through that great distance.' </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> Then the saint asked, 'What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very Close. The distance between them is very small...' </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> The saint continued, </div><div align="justify">'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in Their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.' </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em> MORAL:</em></span></strong></div><div align="justify"> <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that distance each other.</strong></span><br /><br /><br /> </div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-89228754663352418192009-03-30T14:54:00.000-07:002009-03-30T23:13:15.931-07:00BIG LOVE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXdSOA81IGuZK1HdFdW5Q7uPOCGEuCNVrVkHZfdMIS4zHbJBfuQVGOi-vNQwtUVa4tqSaYlYcb1X2krxFjryRDCRF7Wir91WC6W2h7tFnWJ-hYf38XyWf9Szg6JawkujHx4_rsHtrBef9/s1600-h/securedownload.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319103866914070258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXdSOA81IGuZK1HdFdW5Q7uPOCGEuCNVrVkHZfdMIS4zHbJBfuQVGOi-vNQwtUVa4tqSaYlYcb1X2krxFjryRDCRF7Wir91WC6W2h7tFnWJ-hYf38XyWf9Szg6JawkujHx4_rsHtrBef9/s400/securedownload.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><em><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">This is the true measure of love, when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us. </span></strong></em>-<em>Goethe</em></div><em><br /><br /><div align="justify"></em> </div><div align="justify">This quote is on a plaque that has been sitting where I can see it on my bookcase for nearly three decades. I love this quote because when it comes to love and our closest relationships, it is important to believe that we have somehow mattered in this life time.<br /><br /></div><div align="justify">Big love comes in the day to day living as well as through enjoying the wonderful traditions we've created as reminders to celebrate life, transitions and the Love we offer ... to believe that we mattered in some small way in the grand scheme of things.<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#009900;">4 Steps to BIG LOVE in Your Most Important Relationships!</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>1- MEDITATE UPON LOVE</strong></span>! Any problem in your life would simply disappear if only you would love more. Loving more is not about a clingy, needy or controlling love. Big Love is more about loving for the sake of loving. It's free. It's a "I don't need anything from you" loving. I've created a Free Flash Online Movie to for you to watch as often as you need, to remember who you are and who you came here to be ... and that's Love. Grab a cup of something warm and "take 3" minutes to reconnect with yourself at: <a title="http://www.youarelovemovie.com/" href="http://www.youarelovemovie.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">www.YouAreLoveMovie.com</span></strong></a></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>2 - YOU ARE LOVE</strong></span>. And as such, you are here to be the Love that you are. To attract love, you must simply "be" love. One way to do this, is to reach out and do something for someone else. If you are too self-absorbed with feeling that you aren't appreciated or loved enough by the people in your life, then it's because your focus is on "lack": I'm not enough, I'm a victim, nobody loves me, etc. Certainly it is most important to love yourself, and please do so, for when you love yourself you are coming from your innate wholeness. There is nothing lacking in you that making a decision to just be an expression of love won't give you a "love rich" life.</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">3 - YOU CAN'T HAVE AN ATTITUDE & KEEP IT A SECRET</span></strong>! Behavioral Modification's #1 Rule is simple: Before you can change anyone else, you must first change yourself. What's getting in "love's way" in any unharmonious relationship, is: fear, judgment and labeling. To experience the Love that you want to radiate, what you must change is your attitude. What you must change to get a different result are the limitations you've put on others. What you must change is you!</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>4 - MASTERMINDING</strong></span> regularly with other like-minded people is how you get to have your specific heart desires heard and believed for you when you can't quite believe it and feel it for yourself. Having formulated your MasterMind Requests and received your "see back" from your partner, you can rest, content. Spirit is doing the work in all of your significant relationships to align you when you ask for, in the presence of another who will believe for you, when you can not believe for yourself. </div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="justify"><em><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Ask for alignment.</span></strong></em></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong><div align="justify"><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">If you are not attracting the good that you desire in your life, learn to express love;<br />become a radiating center of love; and you will find that love,<br />the divine magnet within you will change your whole world ...<br />When your heart is filled with love you will not be critical or irritable, but you will be divinely irresistible.<br /></span></em><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Dare to Believe!</strong></span></div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-16462872960636777492009-03-29T01:49:00.000-07:002009-03-30T23:14:24.053-07:00Appoline's Art of Living Strategies<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr3P_3ztank7p_KsIStbZk4IZ0M3gS_kuh6NiZhSeqZIY0xZlsGeYg3kp5Au6CXXnvJUrGPO_EjIKuEoz6vnTWKDp3WFUICYy417NcP2w6Ee0Li2vw9pJlu3YAfzVFb6SYWSu-YF1W4hxo/s1600-h/image001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318529651367593330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr3P_3ztank7p_KsIStbZk4IZ0M3gS_kuh6NiZhSeqZIY0xZlsGeYg3kp5Au6CXXnvJUrGPO_EjIKuEoz6vnTWKDp3WFUICYy417NcP2w6Ee0Li2vw9pJlu3YAfzVFb6SYWSu-YF1W4hxo/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-11983140200001483342009-03-28T04:44:00.000-07:002009-03-30T23:22:31.141-07:00One Word That Can Change Your Life!<div align="justify"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em><strong>"Life's not about waiting for the storms to pass...</strong>It's about learning to dance in the rain."</em></span>~Vivian Greene</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">This beautiful quote by Vivian Greene was one of my inspirations. The quote was sent to me by a friend about six months ago and I thought...that's it! We all face adversity in our life. However, it's not the adversity but how we react to it that will determine the joy and happiness in our life. <em><strong>During tough times do we spend too much time feeling sorry for ourselves, or can we, with gratitude...learn how to dance in the rain?</strong> </em>It almost sounds too simple to feel important, but one word...gratitude, can change your attitude, and thus, your life forever. Sarah Breathnack said it best..."When we choose not to focus on what's missing from our lives, but are grateful for the abundance that's present...we experience heaven on earth."</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">It "struck a cord" unlike anything I've done in a long time. It is a message that truly connected with the hearts and souls. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">"Any day I'm vertical is a good day"...that's what I always say.If you ask me,"How are you?"I'll answer, "GREAT!" because in saying so, I make it so.When Life gives me dark clouds and rain, I appreciate the moisture that brings a soft curl to my hair. When Life gives me sunshine, I gratefully turn my face up to feel its warmth on my cheeks.When Life brings fog, I hug my sweater around me and give thanks for the cool shroud of mystery that makes the familiar seem different and intriguing.When Life brings snow, I dash outside to catch the first flakes on my tongue, relishing the icy miracle that is a snowflake. Life's events and experiences are like the weather - they come and go, no matter what my preference. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">So, what the heck?!I might as well decide to enjoy them. For indeed, there IS a time for every purpose under Heaven. And each season brings its own unique blessings.</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-91451458675714528982009-03-28T04:40:00.000-07:002009-03-30T23:27:33.773-07:00The Most Powerful Message I've Ever Heard...!<div align="justify">George Bernard Shaw said, "<strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, they make them</em></span></strong>."<br /><br />Well, it's pretty apparent, isn't it? And every person who discovered this believed (for a while) that he was the first one to work it out. We become what we think about.<br /><br />Conversely, the person who has no goal, who doesn't know where he's going, and whose thoughts must therefore be thoughts of confusion, anxiety and worry - his life becomes one of frustration, fear, anxiety and worry. And if he thinks about nothing... he becomes nothing.<br /><br />How does it work? Why do we become what we think about? Well, I'll tell you how it works, as far as we know. To do this, I want to tell you about a situation that parallels the human mind.<br /><br />Suppose a farmer has some land, and it's good, fertile land. The land gives the farmer a choice; he may plant in that land whatever he chooses. The land doesn't care. It's up to the farmer to make the decision.<br /><br />We're comparing the human mind with the land because the mind, like the land, doesn't care what you plant in it. It will return what you plant, but it doesn't care what you plant.<br /><br />Now, let's say that the farmer has two seeds in his hand- one is a seed of corn, the other is nightshade, a deadly poison. He digs two little holes in the earth and he plants both seeds-one corn, the other nightshade. He covers up the holes, waters and takes care of the land...and what will happen? Invariably, the land will return what was planted.<br /><br />As it's written in the Bible, "<strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">As ye sow, so shall ye reap</span></strong>."<br /><br />"Remember the land doesn't care. It will return poison in just as wonderful abundance as it will corn. So up come the two plants - one corn, one poison.<br /><br />The human mind is far more fertile, far more incredible and mysterious than the land, but it works the same way. It doesn't care what we plant...success...or failure. A concrete, worthwhile goal...or confusion, misunderstanding, fear, anxiety and so on. But what we plant it must return to us.<br /><br />You see, the human mind is the last great unexplored continent on earth. It contains riches beyond our wildest dreams. It will return anything we want to plant.</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-34181346753952524432009-03-28T04:33:00.000-07:002009-03-30T23:30:40.590-07:00Procrastination is Attitude's Natural Assassin...!<div align="justify">"<strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">The journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step</span></em></strong>."~Chinese Proverb</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">True...but that pesky first step can be a killer, can't it! I love Will Rogers' quote, "<strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.</span></strong>" So many times we have great intentions. We're going to read a good book, write out our five year life plan, start a new business, lose weight. But for some reason, we can't quite get around to taking that first step.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">We're all guilty of procrastinating. But here's the thing. Procrastinating when something is important, when it's something you know you should do, can drain your energy and you won't even know it. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">"<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Procrastination is attitude's natural assassin. There's nothing so fatiguing as an uncompleted task</span></strong>."</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">This quote by William James is worth its weight in gold. There are times when I have difficulty setting aside blocks of time to write. I know I should be doing it. In fact, I even love doing it (once I get started), but...here we go...back to that pesky first step.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">When I need a "nudge," I visualize just how good I'm going to feel about myself when I finish.</div><div align="justify"> I know I'll feel energized. I also know I'll feel proud that I did something I didn't want to do.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">So make a point to find something that works for you when you need a nudge to get started.</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891628987249886956.post-42747490639414289782009-03-28T04:15:00.000-07:002009-03-30T23:34:41.904-07:00Our Emotions are Powerful Motivators...!<div align="justify">Our emotions are powerful motivators, and more than almost anything else in our lives they will drive our behavior. Sometimes our greatest challenge is to get inside our own heads to understand what makes us tick. Why do we feel and behave the way we do?</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">I know two family members who were best of friends, but several years ago, one reminded the other of something that had happened thirty years earlier. One thing led to another and, you know what, they haven't spoken since.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">William Ward identified the cure when he said, <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>"Forgiveness is the key that unlocks the handcuffs of hate."</em></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong></strong> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Those are powerful words, and I know from personal experience...forgiveness works. <strong>A few times in my life I've been greatly wronged and taken advantage of. My first reaction, of course, was anger and resentment. I held it for awhile and felt my stomach tie up in knots, my appetite wane, and the joy slip out of my life.</strong></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">The quote from Ward provided the wake-up call I needed to forgive the person who had wronged me. It was like I had been playing the first half of a soccer game with three-pound steel shoes, and in the locker room the coach said, "Mac, try these new Nikes in the second half." Multiply that by ten and you'll understand how great it feels to unload your "emotional baggage" through the power of forgiveness.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Life is too short to stay angry...even for a day. Just remember that, "this special Dash may only last a little while</span>."</strong></div><div align="justify"><strong></strong> </div><div align="justify"><strong></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong>"<span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future</em></span>."</strong>-Paul Boese</div>prohrdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772786863650208873noreply@blogger.com0