I know the time for New Year’s Resolutions are supposed to be New Year’s Day – but I will give me a pass because it took me a couple of weeks of deep thinking to come up with resolutions. The first obviously is to quit procrastinating.
I read recently to re-frame the word resolution and put a hyphen in it. Re – Solution. This is a marvelous suggestion! For that really is the entire intention – fixing an old problem. You know the old saying if you keep doing things the same way and keep getting the same unwanted results – it is time to change the way you
are doing things.
One of the things I do is to re-solute every day to be just a little bit better than I was the day before. This does not always work – but keep working it.
The following are just a few examples of re-solutions I have done in the past.
I need to lose 15 to 20 pounds.
The new solution is: To journal about my relationship with food. This will help me to discover why I eat when I eat – other than the obvious that I eat when I am hungry. Is it possible that I eat when I am bored, depresses, anxious – to be social?
With these facts understood, I can find alternative ways to express those emotions that are healthier.I can also work on portion control.
I need to exercise more.
The new solution is to schedule regular workout times. To find a workout partner that will assist me in keeping the schedule. I will take classes at the local gym.
I need to read more.
The new solution is I make a list of things that interest me. I then go to the library or bookstore and seek out books on these topics. I schedule regular reading time in my daily activates.
These are just a few thoughts – everyone’s re-solutions are different. The important thing is to discover why you want to change those things – and exactly what it is you want to change. When possible make an appointment with yourself to do these things. Journaling assists in keeping a record of where you have been and where you are. I found over the years that my journal has been a great tool for personal growth.
Remember – all change comes one step at a time.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Sunday, December 18, 2011
You are getting very sleepy –the power of hypnosis.
You gaze into a spiraling print – a soft voice keeps saying, “You are getting very very sleepy – soon you will shut your eyes.” Ah – the myth of hypnosis, as kids we watched it on “Buggs Bunny,” as teenagers the villain hypnotized the unsuspecting victim into doing something they did not want to do. Many of us have witnessed the stage magician putting a person into a trance and making then cluck like a chicken.
We laugh – and joke about these things –because they are so comical. Yet unknowingly we are hypnotized everyday – by others and by ourselves.
“You deserve a break today,” we hear it – and then a short time later we get in the mood for a “Big Mac.” The tough macho man on the billboard is smoking a Marlboro – we reach into our pocket and pull out a cigarette. Advertisers have been using catchy phrases – and repetition for years. They aren’t interested in speaking to your conscious mind – they want to reach your subconscious. They know – if they connect to the subconscious –the conscious will follow. And it does.
We do it to ourselves also – by building false beliefs and reinforcing them. Years ago, for some unknown reason I decided microwave ovens emitted rays that where unhealthy for me. At work I would be enjoying my lunch – and then a co-worker would walk in and pop his lunch in the microwave, turn it on and leave. My heart always started fluttering- I started to get sick to my stomach. I started resenting this co-worker; I really didn’t understand why he couldn’t wait for his lunch break to heat up his food – by then I would be gone and therefore not submitted to the harmful rays.
One day he came in – through his food in and walked out. As usual my heart fluttered, my stomach turned – I felt dizzy. About five minutes later, he returned to the break room and turned the machine on. I had “hypnotized myself into the false belief that this machine was harmful to me – and the physical symptom followed.
Silly? Absolutely! Yet we do it all the time. We do it concerning race, sexual preferences, religion. We convince ourselves “some people” just aren’t any good.
We do this to ourselves. “I will never have a good job,” “I don’t have any friends,” “I am never lucky, “love has passed me by,” the list goes on. The more we repeat – the more it becomes engrained into our existence.
The good news is that we can undo this. We can change the way we think – which will change the way we are.
If we put more loving thoughts – more accepting thoughts into our lives; our behavior will change. We will start seeing the beauty in gay people, different religious beliefs – our whole world will change.
When we start thinking with abundance – as opposed to lack; we will find more of the things we want will start showing up in our lives – more money, better employment opportunities, and friends – love.
The key is to understand what we put in our minds will manifest in our lives. The more positive our thoughts are the more positive the outcome will be.
Through affirmations and changing the way you think – you can hypnotize yourself into the life you desire.
Now for the secret – if you don’t believe this will work – you are absolutely 100% correct.
We laugh – and joke about these things –because they are so comical. Yet unknowingly we are hypnotized everyday – by others and by ourselves.
“You deserve a break today,” we hear it – and then a short time later we get in the mood for a “Big Mac.” The tough macho man on the billboard is smoking a Marlboro – we reach into our pocket and pull out a cigarette. Advertisers have been using catchy phrases – and repetition for years. They aren’t interested in speaking to your conscious mind – they want to reach your subconscious. They know – if they connect to the subconscious –the conscious will follow. And it does.
We do it to ourselves also – by building false beliefs and reinforcing them. Years ago, for some unknown reason I decided microwave ovens emitted rays that where unhealthy for me. At work I would be enjoying my lunch – and then a co-worker would walk in and pop his lunch in the microwave, turn it on and leave. My heart always started fluttering- I started to get sick to my stomach. I started resenting this co-worker; I really didn’t understand why he couldn’t wait for his lunch break to heat up his food – by then I would be gone and therefore not submitted to the harmful rays.
One day he came in – through his food in and walked out. As usual my heart fluttered, my stomach turned – I felt dizzy. About five minutes later, he returned to the break room and turned the machine on. I had “hypnotized myself into the false belief that this machine was harmful to me – and the physical symptom followed.
Silly? Absolutely! Yet we do it all the time. We do it concerning race, sexual preferences, religion. We convince ourselves “some people” just aren’t any good.
We do this to ourselves. “I will never have a good job,” “I don’t have any friends,” “I am never lucky, “love has passed me by,” the list goes on. The more we repeat – the more it becomes engrained into our existence.
The good news is that we can undo this. We can change the way we think – which will change the way we are.
If we put more loving thoughts – more accepting thoughts into our lives; our behavior will change. We will start seeing the beauty in gay people, different religious beliefs – our whole world will change.
When we start thinking with abundance – as opposed to lack; we will find more of the things we want will start showing up in our lives – more money, better employment opportunities, and friends – love.
The key is to understand what we put in our minds will manifest in our lives. The more positive our thoughts are the more positive the outcome will be.
Through affirmations and changing the way you think – you can hypnotize yourself into the life you desire.
Now for the secret – if you don’t believe this will work – you are absolutely 100% correct.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
A Christmas Story
For years at Christmas times I used to loathe the Salvation Army’s “bell ringers.” Sad – but true, but they reminded me that I had so much and others had so little.
They would say, “Merry Christmas,” I would hear “give us money.” When possible, I would go in another entrance – or at least walk as far away from them as I could. If by chance they made eye contact with me – I would feel obligated to give them my loose change or a few dollars. I callously referred to them as “guilt ringers.”
It is not that I wasn’t charitable – they just weren’t my charity.
One Christmas, I decided that I need to assist the less fortunate. The first place I called was the Salvation Army. I thought, I could get by with serving Christmas dinner – and then my obligation would be complete – shallow? Yes- but I will not ever profess to always being deep (I do try, but don’t always succeed).
The Salvation Army had enough volunteers for everything – except…………………bell ringers. I reluctantly agreed.
On my way grudgingly to my first assignment, I called a friend hoping that she would convince me it was okay to “call it in.” Unfortunately, she encouraged me to go and give my best – and enjoy the experience.
I relieved a lady – who revealed to me that she once stayed at the shelter – because her house burned down – and had no other place to go. Now she was out on her own –but wanted to pave the way for the less fortunate.
During my first few hours – I saw several business colleagues – who greeted me – talked for a few minutes (avoiding eye contact) and then went shopping – promising to see me on their way out. All of them must have got lost – because they never returned.
Other people, I knew – glanced at me – then went in another door, pretending not to see me.
Of course there were many strangers who did the same. However, numerous people stopped by to tell me how the Salvation Army had helped them I their hours of need.
Then as I was about to close up for the night – a young child of about 7 approached me – as his parent stood in the corner talking to another couple. Obviously he was doing this on his own accord. He held a 50 cent piece and said, “Mister, I only have two of these, but I want you to have one.” He carefully dropped the Kennedy half into the red bucket – smiled and retreated to his parents.
That my friends is the meaning of Christmas.
They would say, “Merry Christmas,” I would hear “give us money.” When possible, I would go in another entrance – or at least walk as far away from them as I could. If by chance they made eye contact with me – I would feel obligated to give them my loose change or a few dollars. I callously referred to them as “guilt ringers.”
It is not that I wasn’t charitable – they just weren’t my charity.
One Christmas, I decided that I need to assist the less fortunate. The first place I called was the Salvation Army. I thought, I could get by with serving Christmas dinner – and then my obligation would be complete – shallow? Yes- but I will not ever profess to always being deep (I do try, but don’t always succeed).
The Salvation Army had enough volunteers for everything – except…………………bell ringers. I reluctantly agreed.
On my way grudgingly to my first assignment, I called a friend hoping that she would convince me it was okay to “call it in.” Unfortunately, she encouraged me to go and give my best – and enjoy the experience.
I relieved a lady – who revealed to me that she once stayed at the shelter – because her house burned down – and had no other place to go. Now she was out on her own –but wanted to pave the way for the less fortunate.
During my first few hours – I saw several business colleagues – who greeted me – talked for a few minutes (avoiding eye contact) and then went shopping – promising to see me on their way out. All of them must have got lost – because they never returned.
Other people, I knew – glanced at me – then went in another door, pretending not to see me.
Of course there were many strangers who did the same. However, numerous people stopped by to tell me how the Salvation Army had helped them I their hours of need.
Then as I was about to close up for the night – a young child of about 7 approached me – as his parent stood in the corner talking to another couple. Obviously he was doing this on his own accord. He held a 50 cent piece and said, “Mister, I only have two of these, but I want you to have one.” He carefully dropped the Kennedy half into the red bucket – smiled and retreated to his parents.
That my friends is the meaning of Christmas.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Things I Have Learned from Dog!
I have never been known as a dog person – there are reasons for that; but it is true. However there have been numerous canines that entered my life just at the right time, to teach me the right lesson. Come with me as I stroll down memory lane to explore my experiences with “man’s best friend.” Perhaps on reflection you may have learned some valuable lessons of your own.
The first dog I remember was our family’s German Shepard – King (such a classic name for a Shepard). King was a protector – especially of my younger brother, Todd, who was three at the time. There was a neighbor child that would tease Todd endlessly to the point of tears. One day this child was up to the usual games – when my older brother lost control of King would he was getting ready to take him for a walk. King raced to the front of the house and chased the harasser home – never to return to bother my brother.
Thank-you, King, for teaching me about loyalty.
Then over the next decade there were innumerable dogs, who names I never knew, that tried really hard to teach me a great lesson. These were the dogs lurking around the corner waiting to bite me. Through most of my teen years I belonged to “the bite of the month club.” As I innocently rode my bike, hiked with my friends, ran an errand to the store – I would be attacked. My arms would be bit, my legs – once a dog made a supernatural leap as I rode by him and landed his teeth in my derriere -ouch.
In reflection I find it curious – I could be riding with numerous friends – hiking with my buddies, be one in a crowd – and I would be the only one bit. I do not remember any of my friends ever even being nipped. It was conspiracy I thought! Every time I spied a dog on my path –one recurring thought would immediately appear in my mind – “that dog is going to bite me!”
Thank, you to all the dogs who bit me – you were trying to teach me the “laws of attraction.”
My first attempt to own a dog was an Irish Setter, named Obi-Wan Kenobi. Obi was a pretty as could be – and exceptionally hyper. There was not a fence he could not scale. It was not unusual for me to come home from work and find him terrorizing the neighborhood.
Thank you Obi for many lessons and the hours of exercise you provided me.
When my son was small, he had problems counting –for whatever reason he always skipped the number two. So – in my infinite wisdom I bought a toy dachshund – and named him “Two.” Unfortunately – one day Two bit Nicholas on the cheek – only after Nicholas had first bit him. One of them had to go – and after careful deliberation we decided to keep the kid.
Thank you, Two, for teaching me patience – in time Nicholas learned how to include the number “two into his counting.
This brings us to Princess (who I affectionately called Bandit). Bandit was my mother’s Dalmatian. She was a clown on good days. Workmen would come to my mother’s house, and she would sneak into their trucks and steal lunches, tools or anything she could find. Bandit also thought she was a lapdog – often jumping into my lap when I came to for a visit. She was a sweetheart – very loving, very gentle.
Thank you, Bandit, for teaching me to trust – you were truly the first dog I trusted since King.
Then there was Cuddles – a long hair Chihuahua. Another sweetheart of a dog – showing love to almost everyone she met. She could sense when someone was blue or ill – and would stay by their side.
Thank you, Cuddles, for teaching me about unconditional love.
This brings us to Max an adorable Havanese – easily my favorite dog of all time. He is loving, smart, eager to please. When Max first came to stay with me – I barricaded my staircase so he would not go upstairs unless I was home. My upstairs is carpeted – and I was worried it would be a fertile place for Max to relieve himself. I also did not want him to travel upstairs after our morning walks while he was wet from the morning dew or rain. Every day when I left for work, Max got busy finding ways to navigate through the barricade – which he would eventually succeed. This resulted in me building bigger and more elaborate barricades – followed by the same results. One day exasperated – I told Max that he could not go upstairs unless I gave him permission. To my surprise – he listened.
When I feed Max, he takes a bite and walks over to me crunching his food – with a grin on his face showing gratitude.
Max enjoys life – he lives to make other happy. He has never met a stranger –greeting everyone we meet on our walks. Hint Max would not make a good watch dog.
Thank you Max for the continual lessons you are teaching me: Love for life, acceptance of others, gratitude, unconditional love, playfulness………the list goes on and on.
The point of the blog – is to look at the behavior of our canine friends, they may have a few lessons to teach us.
The first dog I remember was our family’s German Shepard – King (such a classic name for a Shepard). King was a protector – especially of my younger brother, Todd, who was three at the time. There was a neighbor child that would tease Todd endlessly to the point of tears. One day this child was up to the usual games – when my older brother lost control of King would he was getting ready to take him for a walk. King raced to the front of the house and chased the harasser home – never to return to bother my brother.
Thank-you, King, for teaching me about loyalty.
Then over the next decade there were innumerable dogs, who names I never knew, that tried really hard to teach me a great lesson. These were the dogs lurking around the corner waiting to bite me. Through most of my teen years I belonged to “the bite of the month club.” As I innocently rode my bike, hiked with my friends, ran an errand to the store – I would be attacked. My arms would be bit, my legs – once a dog made a supernatural leap as I rode by him and landed his teeth in my derriere -ouch.
In reflection I find it curious – I could be riding with numerous friends – hiking with my buddies, be one in a crowd – and I would be the only one bit. I do not remember any of my friends ever even being nipped. It was conspiracy I thought! Every time I spied a dog on my path –one recurring thought would immediately appear in my mind – “that dog is going to bite me!”
Thank, you to all the dogs who bit me – you were trying to teach me the “laws of attraction.”
My first attempt to own a dog was an Irish Setter, named Obi-Wan Kenobi. Obi was a pretty as could be – and exceptionally hyper. There was not a fence he could not scale. It was not unusual for me to come home from work and find him terrorizing the neighborhood.
Thank you Obi for many lessons and the hours of exercise you provided me.
When my son was small, he had problems counting –for whatever reason he always skipped the number two. So – in my infinite wisdom I bought a toy dachshund – and named him “Two.” Unfortunately – one day Two bit Nicholas on the cheek – only after Nicholas had first bit him. One of them had to go – and after careful deliberation we decided to keep the kid.
Thank you, Two, for teaching me patience – in time Nicholas learned how to include the number “two into his counting.
This brings us to Princess (who I affectionately called Bandit). Bandit was my mother’s Dalmatian. She was a clown on good days. Workmen would come to my mother’s house, and she would sneak into their trucks and steal lunches, tools or anything she could find. Bandit also thought she was a lapdog – often jumping into my lap when I came to for a visit. She was a sweetheart – very loving, very gentle.
Thank you, Bandit, for teaching me to trust – you were truly the first dog I trusted since King.
Then there was Cuddles – a long hair Chihuahua. Another sweetheart of a dog – showing love to almost everyone she met. She could sense when someone was blue or ill – and would stay by their side.
Thank you, Cuddles, for teaching me about unconditional love.
This brings us to Max an adorable Havanese – easily my favorite dog of all time. He is loving, smart, eager to please. When Max first came to stay with me – I barricaded my staircase so he would not go upstairs unless I was home. My upstairs is carpeted – and I was worried it would be a fertile place for Max to relieve himself. I also did not want him to travel upstairs after our morning walks while he was wet from the morning dew or rain. Every day when I left for work, Max got busy finding ways to navigate through the barricade – which he would eventually succeed. This resulted in me building bigger and more elaborate barricades – followed by the same results. One day exasperated – I told Max that he could not go upstairs unless I gave him permission. To my surprise – he listened.
When I feed Max, he takes a bite and walks over to me crunching his food – with a grin on his face showing gratitude.
Max enjoys life – he lives to make other happy. He has never met a stranger –greeting everyone we meet on our walks. Hint Max would not make a good watch dog.
Thank you Max for the continual lessons you are teaching me: Love for life, acceptance of others, gratitude, unconditional love, playfulness………the list goes on and on.
The point of the blog – is to look at the behavior of our canine friends, they may have a few lessons to teach us.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
The Gratitude Experiment!
There is a theory among many “new age” gurus that if you are truly grateful for what you have – the Universe will provide you more to be grateful for. Is this true - or this just something made up, that sounds good?
Not wanting to sound totally sacrilegious but I would like to propose an analogy, as me being “God” and my children and friends being “my subject.” Please no lightning bolts.
If I give my children and friends gift – regardless of how slight or how magnificent, and they thank me, and demonstrate their joy – I am going want to give them more.
At the same time if a couple of them, mumble and complain that it is not enough – or act as if they deserve the gift; the chances of me giving them more are slim.
Does this make sense? If so – would not “God” operate in the same pattern?
This is the experiment that I suggest – it is a bit more difficult than it may seem to be.
For one week follow the following steps. It is helpful if you keep some type of record in a journal.
1.One you wake up in the morning –say I simple prayer of thanksgiving for all the abundance you are in the process of receiving that day.
2.Once each waking hour during the day – take a second to thank God for one thing.
Ex. “Lord thank you for the blue sky – it is so beautiful.”
Ex 2. “Lord Thank you for the parking space I just found. It will do me good to walk a little bit extra to go to the store.
3. Be sure to thank people around you for things they do for – bring you coffee, hold the door open for you – delay a meeting until you arrive – anything and everything.
4.Say small prayer of thanks prior to eating (it does not have to be out loud).
5.Before you go to bed at night – Thank God for all the blessing of the day.
My belief that if you do this for one week – you will begin to be more appreciate of your surroundings – when you become more appreciative – you will gain more to appreciate. The very least that will happen, is that you will fill better about life – that is worth the effort.
Not wanting to sound totally sacrilegious but I would like to propose an analogy, as me being “God” and my children and friends being “my subject.” Please no lightning bolts.
If I give my children and friends gift – regardless of how slight or how magnificent, and they thank me, and demonstrate their joy – I am going want to give them more.
At the same time if a couple of them, mumble and complain that it is not enough – or act as if they deserve the gift; the chances of me giving them more are slim.
Does this make sense? If so – would not “God” operate in the same pattern?
This is the experiment that I suggest – it is a bit more difficult than it may seem to be.
For one week follow the following steps. It is helpful if you keep some type of record in a journal.
1.One you wake up in the morning –say I simple prayer of thanksgiving for all the abundance you are in the process of receiving that day.
2.Once each waking hour during the day – take a second to thank God for one thing.
Ex. “Lord thank you for the blue sky – it is so beautiful.”
Ex 2. “Lord Thank you for the parking space I just found. It will do me good to walk a little bit extra to go to the store.
3. Be sure to thank people around you for things they do for – bring you coffee, hold the door open for you – delay a meeting until you arrive – anything and everything.
4.Say small prayer of thanks prior to eating (it does not have to be out loud).
5.Before you go to bed at night – Thank God for all the blessing of the day.
My belief that if you do this for one week – you will begin to be more appreciate of your surroundings – when you become more appreciative – you will gain more to appreciate. The very least that will happen, is that you will fill better about life – that is worth the effort.
Monday, October 10, 2011
The blind man acted as though he could see.
In Matt 15:1, Jesus said this about the Pharisees: "They are blind leaders of the blind. And if the blind leads the blind, both will fall into a ditch."
How many of us stroll through life thinking we have all the answers – yet in reality we don’t have a clue?
Many will agree that politicians blindly lead. Republicans readily point towards the Democrats as blind – and believe it or not the Democrats point their fingers at the Republicans.
For centuries (actually since the beginning of time) religious leaders have preached false doctrines.
Really – how can a war be “Holy?” The Mayans drugged young virgins, so they would hallucinate – so they believed they were talking to the gods. Then they would clad them with heavy jewelry and throw them in a lake. They would tell the village people that if the gods found the sacrifice favorable they would keep the virgin – if not they would send her back to the top.
In the 1700s the church proclaimed that is was in God’s plan for one man to own another. The cited scripture that declared it was His will.
Today the church turns it heads when members bash people because of their sexual orientation. “Homosexuality is an abomination to the Lord,” they scream. Yet, Jesus who came to the world to fulfill the law never mentioned homosexuality. He did have a few choice words for divorcees. He, also, commanded us not to judge – lest we be judged.
Most religions condemn opposing religions as being wrong – or even of the devil. They do all agree that we should tithe to them. And they all have rules to find salvation – since they all claim to be right, who do we believe?
So are we all blind – are we all just feeling our way in the dark? How do we know the difference? If we cannot believe the politicians or the religious leaders, who can we believe?
We are all on a journey – a trip that will entail many lessons- the key is to learn those lessons.
I believe there are a few rules that will assist us on this trip.
1. Love all people and all things. Learn to cherish yourself and then cherish
your brother as you do yourself. Spread this love to animals and plants too.
2. Gratitude – always show gratitude. Before you eat – say a small prayer of
gratitude. Make a list every morning of your gratitude’s and add to it as
the day continues.
3. Send warm thoughts (subset of #1) to all people you encounter each day – no
matter what their attitude may be.
4. Allow each individual to have their own journey.
5. Ask questions of the Universe – and listen for the answer: with your eyes,
ears and senses.
I admit I am a blind man – and at times I lead other blind people – but hopefully I will never lead them into a ditch.
How many of us stroll through life thinking we have all the answers – yet in reality we don’t have a clue?
Many will agree that politicians blindly lead. Republicans readily point towards the Democrats as blind – and believe it or not the Democrats point their fingers at the Republicans.
For centuries (actually since the beginning of time) religious leaders have preached false doctrines.
Really – how can a war be “Holy?” The Mayans drugged young virgins, so they would hallucinate – so they believed they were talking to the gods. Then they would clad them with heavy jewelry and throw them in a lake. They would tell the village people that if the gods found the sacrifice favorable they would keep the virgin – if not they would send her back to the top.
In the 1700s the church proclaimed that is was in God’s plan for one man to own another. The cited scripture that declared it was His will.
Today the church turns it heads when members bash people because of their sexual orientation. “Homosexuality is an abomination to the Lord,” they scream. Yet, Jesus who came to the world to fulfill the law never mentioned homosexuality. He did have a few choice words for divorcees. He, also, commanded us not to judge – lest we be judged.
Most religions condemn opposing religions as being wrong – or even of the devil. They do all agree that we should tithe to them. And they all have rules to find salvation – since they all claim to be right, who do we believe?
So are we all blind – are we all just feeling our way in the dark? How do we know the difference? If we cannot believe the politicians or the religious leaders, who can we believe?
We are all on a journey – a trip that will entail many lessons- the key is to learn those lessons.
I believe there are a few rules that will assist us on this trip.
1. Love all people and all things. Learn to cherish yourself and then cherish
your brother as you do yourself. Spread this love to animals and plants too.
2. Gratitude – always show gratitude. Before you eat – say a small prayer of
gratitude. Make a list every morning of your gratitude’s and add to it as
the day continues.
3. Send warm thoughts (subset of #1) to all people you encounter each day – no
matter what their attitude may be.
4. Allow each individual to have their own journey.
5. Ask questions of the Universe – and listen for the answer: with your eyes,
ears and senses.
I admit I am a blind man – and at times I lead other blind people – but hopefully I will never lead them into a ditch.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
One Question.................
If you were walking along the beach and found a magic lamp - and the genie offered to answer just one question; what would that question be?
The logical answer for most would be the winning numbers for the lottery – for some, a cure for cancer – and yet others how to find the perfect mate.
Those are all good questions – in fact there really aren’t any bad questions. I suppose – that I may myself ask one of those questions. However, since I believe the soul is eternal and that I will live forever; love, health and wealth should be secondary concerns.
I would like to think I would ask for the purpose of my life – what is my mission. For if I discovered that mission, then I would unlock the door to ultimate joy – the ultimate happiness.
There are some who have discovered their mission: The Dali Lama, Gandhi, Mother Theresa – yet that one truth eludes many of us…..perhaps most of us.
Have you given much thought to what your true mission in life is? Is it something that is important to you? If, you knew (or know) would it make a difference in your life?
I believe we all have a “collective” mission to make the planet a better place when we leave it, than what it was when we arrived. I would like to think in some small ways I have accomplished this feat – yet I have more work to do in this area.
As for my individual mission – I am still searching for that – which possibly could be my mission.
The logical answer for most would be the winning numbers for the lottery – for some, a cure for cancer – and yet others how to find the perfect mate.
Those are all good questions – in fact there really aren’t any bad questions. I suppose – that I may myself ask one of those questions. However, since I believe the soul is eternal and that I will live forever; love, health and wealth should be secondary concerns.
I would like to think I would ask for the purpose of my life – what is my mission. For if I discovered that mission, then I would unlock the door to ultimate joy – the ultimate happiness.
There are some who have discovered their mission: The Dali Lama, Gandhi, Mother Theresa – yet that one truth eludes many of us…..perhaps most of us.
Have you given much thought to what your true mission in life is? Is it something that is important to you? If, you knew (or know) would it make a difference in your life?
I believe we all have a “collective” mission to make the planet a better place when we leave it, than what it was when we arrived. I would like to think in some small ways I have accomplished this feat – yet I have more work to do in this area.
As for my individual mission – I am still searching for that – which possibly could be my mission.
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