Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Hey, Don't Bother Me, I Have Cat Videos to Get Back To

Just kidding.


My other blog www.wishonwhitehorses did well last month.  A big thank you to all who showed up. If I had four dead mice, I’d give you… well, all of them.

Here are hearts instead!

But, let’s not doddle in the past, or with cat videos—although they’re fun—let’s get on with this great adventure called life.


Are you a blogger, or a writer? 
I'd love to hear from you.
I wonder if you have had the same concerns I have. Do you wonder if the world needs another blog? Do you wonder if you have anything important to say? And does anyone want to read your words anyway?

And then I come across #Marie Farleo's site where she says the world needs your voice.

So, come on guys, hit that keyboard, think your thoughts, put them on paper--or in this case online. 

Your unique perspective is important. What if you touched just one person? What if you motivated them, or prompted them to divine action? Wouldn't that be worth it?

I’ve had a tiny book following me around for maybe 20 years. It has a paper cover, worn and ragged. The book is only 3.5 inches by 5 inches with 16 little-bitty pages. Although I have lost or given away many books this one has stuck itself to me.  It was there on my bookshelf.  Now it’s  beside my computer.



That book was a gift those many years ago. It was written by J.D. my initials, but I didn’t write it. 


The author says his or her name isn’t important, but the information within is.


The title of the book is The Ultimate Secret

TO GETTING ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING YOU WANT


My daughter, although she had not read the book, declared its secret when she was trying to conceive her child. The secret really isn't a secret, it is found and utilized by many. They just don't know it's a secret.


After 12 months of artificial insemination, with no luck, and many months of discouragement, tears, yet hope, my daughter was ready to go for an In-Vetro fertilization. 


That month she conceived her son.


Her comment was: “Maybe you just have to be willing to do the hard stuff.”


And that is what J.D. said in The Ultimate Secret. That's the secret. You need to be willing to do whatever it takes to achieve your goals. (Let’s keep this within the realm of legality here.)


Often, it is not necessary to complete all your goal's to-do list, maybe just one or two. It is the willingness to do them that counts.


“When it comes to getting results, intention is more important action.”—J.D


It’s a frame of mind.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Are You Living the Life You Dreamed?



“To affect the quality of the day is the highest of the arts.”

-- Henry David Thoreau

How many of us are really living the life we dreamed when we were six years old, twelve, maybe twenty-one?


Aren’t we running too fast, over-scheduling ourselves, feeling that we have no time? 


What’s next?
 

 Nothing in society teaches us to live in the now—everything is, “What’s next?”

When we enter grade school, we feel the pressure to do well so we can get into college. When we get to college we are asked, “What’s next? What is our major? What job will we have?

We look for the ideal mate to make our lives fulfilled and joyful. We wait for children. We wait for them to sleep through the night. We have an eye on their education, their college.

Remember when you were a kid and you laid on the grass and felt the cool dampness of it?

You were lying on a living pallet, and as you lie there with the sunshine a blanket of warm on your skin, you looked into the sky and watched a whiff of white gas gather itself into a cloud.

Can’t you smell the grass, feel the sun?

Thoreau said, “I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”

Recently I reread a book I had read about 20 years ago and loved the author all over again. It was Dorothy Gilman's book, A New Kind of Country.

She was a lady alone, her boys were in college, and for $10,500 she bought a house and ten acres in Nova Scotia. She went there to find a new kind of country, one in which she could “Front only the essentials.”

During a Christmas visit back to New York, at a dinner party, the host turns to her and says, “It’s high time you told us about your move to Nova Scotia. Which I certainly envy you doing.”

“Yes,” his wife says, “I’m so curious. Tell us, for instance, what you do every day.”

Dorothy was about t reply when the friend who accompanied her to the party, said, “Oh, I can tell you that. She gets up at dawn, chops wood, milks the cows, builds fires, does a little writing, eats fish, and goes to bed at sunset. Now tell me, she continues. “what you’ve heard about the Johnsons’ divorce.”



I, too, feel I must be working all day, to read a book during the day is somehow frivolous, so I squeeze in a little reading before I fall asleep at night.

Yet, you who write know the importance of reading. It is not frivolous, nor a waste of time, but essential to your craft. 

Read, love, laugh and be happy,
 oh yes, and write.