tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43635568675679598442024-02-07T13:03:29.882-08:00Random Acts of HappyHelping to Create Sustainable HappinessTC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-81634657789863688412012-07-22T20:54:00.000-07:002012-07-22T20:54:29.482-07:00I Hope You Dance<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Go on, turn the radio up and dance! I dare ya to not be
happy when you are dancing. In fact I will go so far as to Double Dog Dare You!</div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I hope you never lose
your sense of wonder<br />
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger<br />
May you never take one single breath for granted<br />
God forbid love ever leave you empty-handed<br />
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I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean<br />
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens<br />
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance<br />
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance<br />
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I hope you dance</i></div>
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One of my favorite songs. The singer of the song is Lee Ann Womack </div>
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One of my favorite people, the young lady in the two pictures, is Australian Singer and
Dancer (and for a brief time, a magician's assistant) Tracey Benson.</div>
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Next time you're mad, try dancing out your anger. </div>
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</div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-77662832966561150502012-07-16T05:06:00.001-07:002012-07-16T05:08:05.187-07:00Did You Hear That?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">A Native American and his friend were in
downtown New York City, walking near Times Square in Manhattan. It was during
the noon lunch hour and the streets were filled with people. Cars were honking
their horns, taxicabs were squealing around corners, sirens were wailing, and
the sounds of the city were almost deafening.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">Suddenly, the Native American said, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">"I hear a cricket."</i></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"No,
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">The Native American listened carefully for a
moment, and then walked across the street to a big cement planter where some
shrubs were growing. He looked into the bushes, beneath the branches, and sure
enough, he located a small cricket. His friend was utterly amazed.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"That's
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"No,"</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"But
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"Yes,
it's true,"</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;"> came the reply. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">"It depends on what is really important to you. Here, let me show
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">He reached into his pocket, pulled out a few
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">And then, with the noise of the crowded street
still blaring in their ears, they noticed every head within twenty feet turn
and look to see if the money that tinkled on the pavement was theirs.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"See
what I mean?"</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;"> asked the Native American. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">"It all depends on what's important to
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">What is important to you? What are you listening for? More
importantly, what are you hearing?</span></b></div>
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</div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-3932197479978583222012-06-29T17:36:00.000-07:002012-06-29T17:36:14.117-07:00Happy Noughts & Crosses<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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with you a little note pad, it needn’t be anything big, when I did this I used
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Now, for the whole
day, you need to pay attention to your thoughts. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">For every Happy,
Positive thought you have you are going to draw a little circle…oh, gone on and
just make it a little smiley face…you know you want to.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Now, conversely every
time you have a negative thought. Every time you gossip, every time you have a
judgmental thought you draw an x on the other side of the pad.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">At the end of the day
you will have a report card on just how Happy and Positive you are.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">If you have more Xs
then Os then we have some work to do.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">You need to pay
attention to those negative thoughts and try to figure out where they are
coming form. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">You might get up in
the morning and think, “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Argg, I hate my
job.”</i> But think about that for a moment. Do you really hate your job? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Maybe you do, but,
just maybe it only a small aspect of it your job that you hate. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Maybe you hate the commute,
maybe there is one particular person at work that you don’t like.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">The point is you need
to CSI that negative thought and find where it is really coming from. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Don’t let one small
negativity corrupt the whole.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Then remember the old adages,
don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">If it turns out that
it is one thing that you hate about your job, do your best to fix that one
thing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">You may find that you
enjoy your job again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Then again maybe you
will find out that that it is your job you hate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">The point of this is
to pinpoint exactly where the Negativity is coming from and correct it. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Remember that no matter how strong an Outside
Negative force is, it is no match for an Inner Happy Force.</span></i></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Correcting Outside
Negativity starts from having a Strong Inner Happy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">The more you build
your Inner Happy the more you will find that <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">big problems</i> in your life will melt away.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<br /></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">"Happiness cannot come from without. It must
come from within. It is not what we see and touch or that which others do for
us which makes us happy; it is that which we think and feel and do, first for
the other fellow and then for ourselves."</span></i></div>
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</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></i><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Helen
Keller</span></b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "American Typewriter"; font-size: 20.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"></span><span style="font-family: "American Typewriter"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">For a many years I work on a cruise ship. I
would fly down to Nassau in the Bahamas. Now, on the surface of this it may
seem great. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“You get to go to the Bahamas
every week!”</i> Unfortunately traveling there was rarely a joy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I would usually have to get up around 4am and
take two flights, wait during my layover and wade through the crowds at customs
and immigration. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I would get to the ship around 2pm, so it was a
fairly long day and I was not always in the best of moods when I got to the
dock.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">But there was always one thing that would put a
smile on my face and melt the bad away.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Remember I am in the Bahamas, so was it the
Beach? Nope. The Sun? Nope. The beautiful blue waters of Nassau? Nope.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">As I have said, sometimes Happy has no rhyme or
reason. I cannot tell you why my spirits where lifted every time I saw her, but they
where…opps did I say her? I guess that gives it away. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Yes, I am talking
about Amber Jack </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Amber Jack is a
tugboat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I know, I know, but that old tug never failed to
make me smile.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">Look around you, what makes you smile for no darn reason? </span></div>
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<i style="color: blue;"> from Ships Log, while sailing on the Spirit in 2002</i></div>
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All and
all, I was having a rather nice day wandering aimlessly through downtown
Vancouver. That is, until I came to Grandville and Smith; that is when I saw,
her.</div>
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She had
obviously seen better days, but I could still see the beauty that was hidden
beneath the age and neglect.</div>
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<br /></div>
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People
walked by without seeing her, without so much as a glance in her direction. She
had become invisible, to tourists and locals alike. But not to me. Of course, I
have always been attracted to her kind.</div>
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</div>
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I wonder
if the youth of today even know of her kind. A theater with only one screen?</div>
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<br /></div>
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The
Paradise was built in 1954. I know this because a homeless man saw me
staring at her.</div>
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<i> “The year of
our lord nineteen hundred and fifty four. That’s when she opened.”</i> His voice
was scratchy and full of phlegm. He wandered away, still talking and coughing.</div>
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I looked
back at the old theater; she had made it through the millennium celebration,
but just barely. Her ornate golden
doors were shut last year, again the old homeless man.</div>
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Now
workers were “gutting” her. They tore chairs, cabinets and walls with reckless
abandon. It seemed as if they enjoyed what there were doing. Or maybe, just
maybe, they did not. Maybe they worked with such, fervor, because they wanted to
put her out of her misery as fast as they could. Maybe they too had fond
memories of her…Wishful thinking I suppose.</div>
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The last
movie she played was ‘The Green Mile’. What incredible irony. As this once
grand lady walks down her last mile, I wonder will she be renovated. Will they
‘remake’ her? Or, will they tear her down, completely?</div>
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Either way this is sadly, another Paradise lost. </div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">Buffy knew it, so did Blade and
Bram.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">There are vampires all around you
and the scary thing is they are not afraid of sunlight and it’s impossible to
avoid them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">Now, admittedly I am not talking
about the Blood Sucking Vampires that all seem to love Snookie, I am talking
about the scarier kind.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">Scarier because you can't always
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">You woke up in a great mood, your morning went better than you had planed,
and then you meet Angie for lunch. By the time you get home from that lunch you
where ready to crawl back into bed, pull the covers over you head and wait for
the day to be over.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">or </span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">No matter what you have to tell Ronnie, he will find a way to show you
that you are totally wrong and the situation is probably much worse than you realized.</span></i></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">Who are these people?</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">Vampires.</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">Vampires are the negative people
in your life, the people who try the damndest to pull you down. They suck the Positive and
Happiness right out of you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;"> When these people are around, your happiness goals are almost
impossible to focus on, and you are in danger of becoming infected and become a
Vampire yourself!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">Wooden stacks cannot help you
here, well they can, but I think you may find it even harder to maintain your
happiness in prison.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">You need to make it a goal to get
rid of these vampires. Avoid negative conversations and the people/vampires
that are in your life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">It’s not always easy to weed
these people out of ours lives, but we must try.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">If you have to encounter them,
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13pt;">I have found it best to, in
subtly way, get the Vampires to think it was their idea for you to exit their
life. Or rather their undead evil Happiness sucking life. </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 13pt;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Silver streaks across the night sky<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Pettiness, anger, cruelty, loss<br />
As hard as I might try<br />
I can think of nothing sadder<br />
As the moon, when she cries<br />
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Something big or is it minuscule<br />
What is it – what does she see<br />
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Teardrops, from a moon that cries<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" />
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So I will sit and wonder<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">When it comes time buy a new pair of shoes<b> (</b></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">and
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">On the other hand, I have known woman who DO buy
shoes that don’t fit properly and hurt to wear, because they think they look
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">They do this so that <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">other people</i> will see them in their fancy shoes and compliment
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Most people don't realize that you can choose
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">It's not wrong to feel angry or upset but
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Emotions have a way
of SNOWBALLING, so would it not be better to snowball into a laughing fit than
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So where and what is a Happy Place?<br /><br />First the What:<br /><br />Your Happy Place is a mental state achieved when you want to escape the unpleasant or uncomfortable.<br />Everyone's happy place is different and often very personal. <br /><br />It has been described as a psychologically-induced trance-like state, where we regress to from a stressful situation. <br /><br />Happy Places are often based on actual, physical locations. When I was young one of my Happy Places was Giant Springs. <br />
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I also had a wonderful Happy Place across from South Coast Plaza in Coasta Meza California in a Bank courtyard. That happy Place was only at night when it was quite and filled with wonderful magical shadows. I could sit there for hours and often did.<br /><br />One of Lesley’s favorite times and places was when we performing in The Bahamas, it was the beach a beach in Freeport.<br /><br />It is the memories of these special places that we retreat to in our minds, they are the foundations of our Happy Place.<br /><br />Or, just maybe your Happy Place is not based on a real location. That little log Bridge to Terabetha, Through a certain Looking Glass, Over the Rainbow, at the back of a big Wardrobe or maybe some fantasy land that only you know about. <br /><br />That's the point, it's YOUR HAPPY PLACE, so go there and be happy now.<br /><br />If you need help getting to your happy place, email me and I will be happy to send you a simple way to get there. tc@tctahoe.com<br />
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Have a listen to the wonderful Katie Melue as see looks for her Happy Place<br />
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<br /></div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-83605969996033434582012-06-04T06:05:00.000-07:002012-06-04T06:05:02.095-07:00Smile<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It was typing class in Charles Marion Russell High School that I meet Jeffery Allan Overturf.<br />
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He has been known by many names, Jeff, Turf, Stinky the Clown, The Answer Man and many more.<br />
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Jeff is a wonderfully talented man. He is an artist, he is musician and a hellva funny guy.<br />
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We partnered in high school to form a comedy team called Idiots Inc. <br />
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Jeff has written some fabulous songs, following is one of my favorites. <br />
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I think we can all learn a little something from Uncle Jeffy’s song.<br />
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The Smile<br />
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I went for a walk <br />
down to the park<br />
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Tryin' to fire up my engine <br />
with a plug in my spark<br />
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I saw a little girl laughin' <br />
at some funny bug she'd found<br />
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How'd she find the sunshine<br />
so close to the ground?<br />
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Well, I watched this girl gigglin' <br />
and then she saw me too<br />
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And she was so red and yellow and orange <br />
and I was so blue<br />
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She was so full of "happy" <br />
and she saw I had none<br />
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And she said, <br />
"I got 'smiles' to spare." <br />
and she let me have one.<br />
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Well, I went on back home <br />
and I felt back in place<br />
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And of all of that fog that I'd left there, <br />
there was nary a trace<br />
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My shutters were open <br />
and there was sun through my blinds<br />
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And all of my feelin's that mattered, <br />
were once again mine.<br />
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So you can look on the mountain <br />
and you can search o'er the globe<br />
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And you can seek out the wisdom <br />
that's behind a black robe<br />
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And you'll prob'ly find answers, <br />
but none quite so true<br />
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As an "unasked for smile" <br />
that's just given to you.<br />
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And it was worth a jillion dollars, <br />
but no payment got asked<br />
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So when I'm out there pacin' <br />
and I see a "blue mask"<br />
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I pass on that twinkle <br />
that she'd shared with me<br />
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And I watch the mouths wrinkle, <br />
'cause they know, it's for free<br />
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But regrets are like anvils <br />
that you carry around<br />
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And you don't make 'em lighter <br />
by wearin' a frown<br />
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So if you go out walkin' and see this girl, would you please Pay her special attention and thank her for me.<br />
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Yep, tell her she's got change comin', <br />
for the "smile" she gave me.<br />
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<i>A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. </i> ~Phyllis Diller<br />
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<i>If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it.</i> ~Andy Rooney<br />
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<b>A Few Good Reasons <br />Why You Should Smile</b><br />
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<b>Smiling Makes Us Attractive</b><br />
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We are drawn to people who smile. We want to know why they are happy. <br />
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<b>Smiling Changes Our Mood</b><br />
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Next time you are feeling down, try smiling. <br />
There's a good chance you’ll feel better. Smiling can trick the body into helping you change your mood.<br />
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<b>Smiling Is Contagious</b><br />
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See Jeffy's Song<br />
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<b>Smiling Makes You Feel Better, Physically Better</b><br />
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Science has shown that smiling helps boost your immune system. <br />
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<b>Smiling Lowers Your Blood Pressure</b><br />
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When you smile, there is a measurable reduction in your blood pressure. Give it a try if you have a blood pressure monitor at home. Sit for a few minutes, take a reading. Then smile for a minute and take another reading while still smiling. Do you notice a difference?<br />
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Smiling Releases Endorphins, Natural Pain Killers and Serotonin<br />
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Studies have shown that smiling releases endorphins, natural pain killers, and serotonin. Together these three make us feel good. Smiling is a natural drug.<br />
<b><br />Smiling Lifts the Face and Makes You Look Younger</b><br />
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The muscles we use to smile lift the face, making a person appear younger. Don't go for a face lift, just try smiling your way through the day -- you'll look younger and feel better.<br />
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<b>Smiling Makes You Seem Successful</b><br />
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Smiling people appear more confident, are more likely to be promoted, and more likely to be approached. Put on a smile at meetings and appointments and people will react to you differently.<br />
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<b>Smiling Helps You Stay Positive</b><br />
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Try this test: Smile. Now try to think of something negative without losing the smile. It's hard. When we smile our body is sending the rest of us a message that "Life is Good!" Stay away from depression, stress and worry by smiling. <br />
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<i>Start every day with a smile and get it over with.</i> <br />
W.C. Fields<br />
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Too many people believe their lives would be more satisfying if only...<br /><br /><br />The life you want is here, now, waiting for you to grab it. Too many of us waste our lives planning and hoping and dreaming about how wonderful our life would be...if only I can loss those extra pounds, if only I met the right person, if only I won the lottery. <br /><br />Dale Carnegie said it best;<br /><br /> <i>"One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon--instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today." </i><br /><br />We need to understand our happiness does not depend on other people, on fate, or on forces beyond our control. <br /><br />It is imperative to see just how wonderful your life is right now.<br /><br /> If your focus is how great things will be in the future, you will be missing the opportunities being presented to you today.<br /><br />By recognizing and creating happiness now, you are creating your future happiness.<br />That is sustainable happiness!<br /><br />We are constantly told “don’t live in the past!”, <br />But time is a funny thing. A funny thing that nobody really understands.<br /><br />What past are we not supposed to live in? <br /><br />Am I to forget about the years I spent in the hospital or get over the fact that I just wasted two hours of my life watching that re-make of the Wolfman?!<br /><br />You get the same problem with the future. Your plans for dinner are in the future, but so is Al Gore’s next ice age.<br /><br />The problem comes from the fact that when we talk about living in the past we aren’t talking about time and space but rather a state of mind.<br /><br /> So many of us make the mistake of trying to live in the future. <br /><br />We seem to live such busy lives that the present seems a blur. <br /><br />While the future seems to stretch out before us, giving us all the time we need to find a new job meet our soul mate, or finally loss that weight.<br /><br />And why shouldn’t we live in the future? It's so very easy to believe our hopes and dreams can be fulfilled tomorrow, just ask Annie. After all she promised us that the sun will come out tomorrow.<br /><br />But when you pin most, if not all of your happiness on the future you guarantee you'll never be truly happy. <br /><br />You need to focus on the present, on the experience of living.<br /><br />I think the best way I can explain living in the now is, think about sitting in a movie theater, watching a really good movie. You're not thinking about work or what you want for dinner. You are focused on that movie, even if it is that re-make of the Wolfman. <br />You are focused on the movie. You're in the moment. <br /><br />If you can learn to bring that focus to your everyday life, that is how and where you will begin to be happier.<br /><br />Should you stop thinking and planning for tomorrow, NO! Not saying that at all, remember the Grasshopper and the Ants. <br /><br />But there is a vast difference between planning for the future and living in it. <br /><br />Remember while you are making plans to be happier in the future, your life is still going on around you. Things are still happening now, good things and bad things. <br /><br />Life doesn't stand still just because you've made a choice to start living tomorrow. <br /><br />Life should not be something to be endured until your happy future arrives. Your present should be happy exhilarating, and inspiring. <br /><br />And it can be if you simply live in it and embrace it. </div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-24128471406777041612012-06-04T05:50:00.003-07:002012-06-04T05:50:51.741-07:00Little Girl Lost<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I have had many memorable moments performing magic over the years.<br /><br />I have been fortunate to have been honored with awards from my peers. I have been hired by celebrities like Pirece Brosnan, Minnie Driver Steven Segal. I have worked on movies with Sean Penn and Albert Finney and Jack Nicholson.<br />
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<span style="font: 15px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;">Magic has
afforded me the opportunity to work with icons and idols like Carol
Channng and Steve Allen, but one of the most memorable moments in my
magic career was provided by a little girl named Sarah. </span><span style="font: 15px 'Lucida Grande', LucidaGrande, Verdana, sans-serif;">
</span><span style="font: 15px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;">I was
working an afternoon party, doing walk-around magic, this is where the
magician goes table to table or group to group and does slight-of-hand
magic.<br /><br /> Everything went well during the first hour. Then I
noticed a little girl, six years old, sitting on her own. I started to
go over to her, but was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. It was the
little girl’s mother.<br /><br /> She explained to me that her daughter,
Sarah, was uncomfortable around men. It seems her dad had gotten drunk
one night, he slapped Sarah around pretty bad and then killed himself. <br /><br />Apparently, Sarah had not spoken for almost a year. I said ok, I will leave her be, her mother walked away. <br /><br />I
saw that Sarah had been watching me talk to her mother. I didn’t go
over to her, but from where I was, I took out a little ball and made it
vanish. <br /><br />She never smiled, or even acknowledged what I had done,
not the first time that has happen to me by the way, so I walked away to
perform for a group of adults. </span><span style="font: 15px 'Lucida Grande', LucidaGrande, Verdana, sans-serif;">
</span><span style="font: 15px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;">I was about to do the ball routine, when I felt something tug on my jacket.<br /><br />I looked down and it was Sarah. I knelt down and asked if she wanted to see some magic. <br />She shook her head. I looked into her sad eyes. I took out a tiny wand that I carry with me.<br /><br /> I actually don’t know why I carry it, sometimes people expect you to have one, I guess. <br /><br />Anyway, I asked Sarah if she would like to help me, she didn’t shake her head, so I took that as a yes. I said, </span><span style="font: 15px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;"><em>“Ok, you hold on to the magic wand”.</em></span><span style="font: 15px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;"> <br /><br />I
stood back up to the adults and started the ball routine, and every
time the ball was to do something magically, I would nod at Sarah and
she would wave the wand for me. </span><span style="font: 15px 'Lucida Grande', LucidaGrande, Verdana, sans-serif;">
</span><span style="font: 15px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;">She followed me around for the rest of the gig, one hand holding on to the wand the other to my jacket. <br /><br />Her mother followed us too, she seemed awe struck. </span><span style="font: 15px 'Lucida Grande', LucidaGrande, Verdana, sans-serif;">
</span><span style="font: 15px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;"><br />I wish I could say that there was a magical Hollywood ending and Sarah spoke, but no. <br /><br />When
it was time to leave, I knelt down to Sarah and told her she could keep
the magic wand. She never smiled or said a word; she just walked back
to her mother.<br /><br />Her mother though, smiled and said a silent thank you to me. <br /><br />I
may have made Sarah happy, I don’t know, but I did make her mother
happy and that happiness gave her hope…what more could I ask for?</span><span style="font: 13px Times, Georgia, Courier, serif;"><br /></span></div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-48639218763668036852012-06-04T05:48:00.002-07:002012-06-04T05:48:52.003-07:00Invasion of the Mind Controller!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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“…most people are about as happy as they make up their minds to be. The operative word is “mind.” The first thing to know about how to be happy is that it is a state of mind. If we control our minds, we control our happiness.”<br /> ~Abraham Lincoln<br /><br /><b></b><b>Invasion of the Mind Controller!</b><br /><br />Am I talking about talking about Aliens from outer space? Some Covert Government Super Men in Black agency? No. I’m talking about television, movies, advertising and magazines! <br /><br />So much of the media comes at us from a negative place. I have a home in Central Florida and do you know what the local news channel calls their weather department? Severe Weather. Severe Weather! <br />It doesn’t matter if it’s sunny, stormy or cold, they call there service Severe Weather. Like so many newscaster these days you can see the gleam in their eyes when there is some terrible news to report.<br /><br />And speaking of TV Weather, why? Why do they always say Partly Cloudy? When a much happier and more accurate way of saying that would be MOSTLY SUNNY!<br /> I have almost completely given up watching the news, it just so sad and depressing. <br />Most media’s aim seems to be to tell us we are not good enough, smart enough or pretty enough and we should be scared!<br /><br />What makes you happy? I can’t answer that and neither can the media. Only YOU know what truly makes you happy. <br /><br />Do not let anyone tell you what happy is. Not the TV, not your favorite magazine and not me.<br /><br />I am not here to tell you what should make you happy, but rather how to find what your Happy is and help you get there.<br /><br /> Standards are a personal thing. Those infamous Joneses that we are trying to keep up with, are themselves hypnotized by false notions of how to be happy.<br /><br />Now, Look into my eyes, deep into my eyes...not around my eyes but in my eyes and...<br />
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BE HAPPY!<br /><br /></div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-16211647140329644122011-02-24T01:24:00.000-08:002011-02-24T01:24:59.046-08:00Young Eyes and New Adventures<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">As I write this I am sitting in Cozumel Mexico. I am here for a day while performing on Carnival Crusie Lines ship The Inspiration.<br />
Besides the five differnt shows I am doing I have been asked to give a talk to some new crew members. These young people have come on board the Inspration to learn to work on the Entertainment staff. <br />
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As part of their duities they will have to MC shows and introduce guest entertainers such as myself. And that is what I am speaking to them about.<br />
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In meeting and talking to these enthusiastic "kids" it made me think. When we are young, there seem so many more opportunities in front of us. There seemed to be no end to all the new beginning; new realationships, new jobs, new homes. <br />
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Think back to the fear and excitement we felt when the world was ours for the taking.<br />
If we wanted to start over in a some new completely opposite direction, we did!<br />
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Then the unthinkable happened, we got older.<br />
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Changing direction dosn't seem so easy any more. New beginnings don't seem to present themselves to us any more.<br />
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Well, I am here to tell you that ain't so.<br />
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Those new beginings are there, most of us just stop looking for them.<br />
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We get comfortable. We seattle into our lives. We no longer think shaking things up is a good idea.<br />
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But by thinking and acting in this way we can miss out on so much happiness.<br />
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No matter your actual age, stop thinking and acting old.<br />
What oppertuunities would your young self see before you?<br />
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Take a class. Isn't there somthing you always wanted to do, but growing up got in the way?<br />
Did you ever learn to paint? Didn't you want to learn to play an instrument or sky dive?<br />
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Open those young eyes of yours and see what the world has to offer. The opportunities are still there, see them, seize them<br />
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Stay tuned and i will tell you all about our new adventure.</div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-31144316031098509872010-10-05T11:54:00.000-07:002010-10-05T11:56:08.756-07:00The Butterfly<style>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Very often after our talks or ‘shows’ we get asked how is it possible to be happy in difficult situations. Well, it’s not always possible, sorry. But I do like to offer up this little parable.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and it could go no further.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>Neither happened!</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.</i><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">We are all faced with difficult times and often we have to overcome these difficulties on our own. We have to trust in our inner strength.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">This is why it is so very important to build up a good reserve of happiness and positivity. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Just like we must keep our immune system strong, so that we can fight off physical aliments, so to, must we have a strong happiness immune system…wait, I’m not sayin’ we want to be immune to happiness…no, that's the opposite of what…hold a …LESLEY!</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>“We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” <br />
-</i> George Bernard Shaw</span></h6><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"The Present Is Enormous"</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">The poet Alastair Reed wrote about the joys of childhood: </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">"The principal difference between childhood and the stages of life into which it invariably dissolves is that as children we occupy a limitless present. The past has scarcely room to exist, since, if it means anything at all, it means only the previous day. Similarly, the future is in abeyance; we are not meant to do anything at all until we reach a suitable size. Correspondingly, the present is enormous, mainly because it is all there is...."</span></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">Enjoy yourself now, while you’re here. Of course there will pain and sorrow. All the more reason to enjoy yourself now! </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13pt;">Don't put off exhilaration and joy until some tomorrow. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4363556867567959844.post-79244480604894397712010-09-08T13:52:00.000-07:002010-09-08T13:52:07.648-07:00<i>My friend the communist <br />
Holds meetings in his RV<br />
I can't afford his gas<br />
So I'm stuck here watching TV<br />
I don't have digital<br />
I don't have diddly squat<br />
It's not having what you want<br />
It's wanting what you've got</i><br />
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And so begins the song "Soak Up The Sun" by the lovely <a href="http://www.sherylcrow.com/">SHERYL CROW</a><br />
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I always enjoyed the song when it came on the radio, I would sing along, much to the amusement of the other drivers.<br />
Then one day, I listened to what Sheryl and I were singing.<br />
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<i>It's not having what you want<br />
It's wanting what you've got</i><br />
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As simple as that was, I was suddenly struck by its wisdom. I began to think about it in my own life.<br />
Unfortunately the more I thought about it, the more I realized I spent too much time and energy into either wanting things I didn't have yet or thinking that I needed to get the new version of this or the updated, flashier upgraded one of those.<br />
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Think about it. How much of what you have in your life do you want? I mean truly want? <br />
How much thought and energy do you waste wishing things were different? <br />
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So many of us, even those of us who should know better, waste a whole lot of time thinking that things will be so much better when..<br />
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...I lose weight!<br />
....when I get that new job!<br />
...move to a bigger place!<br />
...am healthier!<br />
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Yes, the situations in our lives, good and bad, impact us, but the truth is that we always have a choice about how we react to our situations. <br />
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More money, a job, a better job, bigger house, or any of the myriad of things we think we want, won’t, no cannot make us happy.<br />
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<i>“Wanting what we’ve got”</i> doesn't mean everything is "perfect" in our lives, or that we can't want for things to change or grow in a positive way.<br />
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It simply means we choose to accept what we have in our life, right now. Not just accept but accept with gratitude.<br />
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I am not talking about being complacent, weak, or giving up. I’m talking about making peace with life as it is, now. <br />
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So take a look at your life and try to see the positive in it.<br />
By focusing your attention on wanting what we’ve got, we will create a deeper sense of peace and joy in our lives. <br />
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Now, if you will have to excuse me, because...<br />
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<i>I'm gonna soak up the sun<br />
Gonna tell everyone <br />
To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that)<br />
I've got no one to blame<br />
For every time I feel lame<br />
I'm looking up o I'm gonna soak up the sun<br />
I'm gonna soak up the sun</i><br />
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I heard <a href="http://www.drphil.com/">Dr Phil</a> say, "Whatever the mind of man can conceive and believe, man can achieve". <br />
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Of course <a href="http://www.naphill.org/">Napoleon Hill</a> and <a href="http://www.dalecarnegie.com/">Dale Carnegie </a>had been shouting this idea for years. <br />
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Then imagine my surprise when Wikipedia attributed the same quote to Marcus Aurelius, in 4 BC! <br />
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My first real ‘understanding’ of this concept was in the Marlo Thomas produced TV Special "Free to Be… You and Me" <br />
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Between William wanting a doll, Rosie Grier telling me it was alright to cry and Atalantia being her own woman, I learned that I was indeed free to be me.<br />
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There is an old Yiddish proverb laments "If I do not be myself, who will do it for me?". <br />
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Even the Bard himself, William Shakespeare wrote "This above all, to thineownself be true and it follows therefore as surely as the night the day thou canst not be untrue to any man" <br />
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It is only when we live up to our own potential that we can achieve a deep lasting happiness. <br />
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Remember we are all Free To Be… You and Me!<br />
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For more information on the wonderful Free to Be… You And Me, check out the website, <a href="http://www.freetobefoundation.org/">http://www.freetobefoundation.org/</a><br />
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The Cab Ride<br />
by Unknown<br />
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I arrived at the address and honked the horn. <br />
After waiting a few minutes I walked to the door and knocked...<br />
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“Just a minute”, answered a frail, elderly voice.<br />
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I could hear something being dragged across the floor.<br />
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. <br />
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She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.<br />
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By her side was a small nylon suitcase. <br />
The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. <br />
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All the furniture was covered with sheets.<br />
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. <br />
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In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.<br />
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“Would you carry my bag out to the car?” she said. <br />
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I took the suitcase to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman.<br />
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She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.<br />
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She kept thanking me for my kindness. “It's nothing”, I told her... “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.”<br />
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'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'<br />
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“It's not the shortest way.” I answered quickly...<br />
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“Oh, I don't mind, I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.” She said.<br />
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I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.<br />
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“I don't have any family left,”<br />
she continued in a soft voice…“The doctor says I don't have very long.”<br />
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I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.<br />
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“What route would you like me to take?” I asked.<br />
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For the next two hours, we drove through the city. <br />
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She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.<br />
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We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds <br />
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She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.<br />
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Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.<br />
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As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, “I'm tired. Let's go now”.<br />
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We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.<br />
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Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. <br />
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They must have been expecting her.<br />
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I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.<br />
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“How much do I owe you?” She asked, reaching into her purse.<br />
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“Nothing,” I said<br />
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“You have to make a living,” she answered.<br />
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“There are other passengers,” I responded.<br />
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Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.<br />
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“You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,” she said. “Thank you.”<br />
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I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light... <br />
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Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life...<br />
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I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. <br />
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For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. <br />
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What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? <br />
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What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?<br />
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On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.<br />
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We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.<br />
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But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one. <br />
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It's the little things that mean the most.<br />
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PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.<br />
Maya Angelou </div>TC TAHOEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13841627145244357086noreply@blogger.com0