How To Live Life
Judy MacPherson, Author & Speaker (www.judymacpherson.com)

What’s with the shared mentality of being sick all the time? 

 

There’s always something going around - something new to dread - something everyone’s talking about - taking precautions against - having their children vaccinated for! 

 

Have you ever tried having a conversation with someone that didn’t involve talking about their medication or ailing health?  It’s quite a struggle!

 

There’s always some new and improved illness creating a wave of panic in the minds of… Oh, just about every living soul on the planet!

 

If the average person has approximately 60,000 thoughts a day, what huge percentage of them are focused on the individual’s declining health!   

 

Every conversation is the same!  You feel it coming on!  You’ve already caught it!  Or at the very least, you’re making a concentrated effort to prevent it.

 

Much to my displeasure, I had to visit my doctor recently to have him complete some routine paperwork.  It came as no surprise that even with an appointment, I waited over two hours in the reception area before being lead to another room where I was then delighted to wait another forty-five minutes before the doctor came in to sign a single sheet of paper. 

 

Failing to bring a book of “healthy” reading to occupy my mind, I instead watched the steady stream of people parade in and out of the cramped waiting room.  Some coughed and gagged as they entered but at least were polite enough to finish their cigarette outside before joining us.  Others clasp a bag of drugs tightly against their chest as they hobbled across the floor in search of an empty seat.  Many chattered happily to the sickly person next to them.  Yacking on incessantly, they described every gruesome detail of their ailment for the entire room to hear.  Then there were the few like myself, that appeared so perfectly healthy that one could only wonder why they would actually volunteer to spend the afternoon in such a negative, germ infested environment. 

 

As one who focuses entirely on perfect health, I squirmed in my chair anticipating the moment I could escape from that aura of sick, negative energy.  I spent two hours trying not to inhale for the most part, wanting to avoid the contaminated air the room was being filled with.

 

“Good Bye Joan!  Have a nice day!” the nurse shouted to a woman as she left.  “See you next Monday!”

 

“Wow!” I thought.  “Joan must be a regular!  She’s already planning on being sick again next week!” 

 

But then again, with the disease infested mindset that most people have and the lengthy time you have to wait to see a doctor, it’s probably a good idea to pre-book appointments for each week just to save yourself some time!

 

I considered picking up a magazine to distract myself from the infected area I was trapped in but couldn’t convince myself to touch anything in the room.  So instead I scanned the multitude of documents that surrounded me in order to pass the time.  And what an enlightening experience that turned out to be! 

 

If a person wasn’t sick, debilitated, infected or paranoid before inspecting the walls of this self proclaimed “Health Centre” – they certainly would be after.  A vast array of posters, photos, articles, bulletins and warnings literally overwhelmed the mind.  It besieged an otherwise healthy psyche as to how susceptible we all are to Cancer, Diabetes, Osteoporosis, Hepatitis and a host of other most unpleasant disorders.

 

But since I’d already conditioned my mind to believe in absolute perfect health, disgust rather than paranoia was my gut reaction.    

 

There wasn’t a document in the building that promoted perfect physical and mental health!  Not a single piece of paper had so much as a smattering even remotely hinting that you could live a life of total wellness.  Every article, write-up and blotch of ink was a convincingly warning of  How ill you are – How ill you’re gonna be – How worried you should be or How quickly you’d better start preventing it!”

 

 “Are you at risk of a fracture?” a poster questioned.

 

OMG!  If a person wasn’t sick or dying on the way into that place, they certainly would be on the way out!  And not only do otherwise sane, educated, mature adults buy into this pathetic mindset of illness, they teach their children to as well. 

 

As a die-hard believer in the power of the mind, I’ve studied the “Law of Attraction,” the “Law of Belief” and the power of the subconscious mind in great detail.  In short, few people realize they are constantly sick or injured as a matter of their own doing!

 

The Law of Attraction is the most powerful law of the universe and yet so few realize it.  People buy-in to the Law of Gravity as being true, but dismiss universal laws that are far more powerful than it as hocus-pocus voodoo nonsense. 

 

But believe it or not it’s been scientifically proven over and over again!  So here it is in a nutshell:

 

“You are… What you think about all day!”

 

If you dwell upon illness, it’s simple!  You will get illness!

 

If you dwell upon debt and poverty, it’s simple!  You will get debt and poverty!

 

If you dwell upon perfect health and fitness, it’s more than simple!  You will get perfect health and fitness!

 

The subconscious mind never sleeps.  It manages your heart beat, your breathing, your circulation, your digestion, your elimination and every other regular function of the body without you ever thinking about it.  But it also brings to life or manifests everything your conscious mind believes to be true. 

 

If you worry about getting Diabetes… here’s a shocker… You will get it!

 

You get whatever you think about all day long!  And that’s the fact Jack! 

 

It is scientifically proven!  But don’t take my word for it, do some research for yourself!

 

So here’s one for you…

 

As an act of empathy and kindness millions of people raise billions of dollars to “Fight against” Cancer, Diabetes, MS, Domestic Violence and much more.  They think they are stomping out these horrible diseases and problems with their efforts and their money.  But what their focused attention is actually doing…. is creating more of what you are fighting against. 

 

“What you focus on… Expands!” 

 

As well-meaning people focus their mindset on these terrible diseases they are actually creating more of them!  It’s the way it all works!  Do your own research on this concept.  Read some credible scientific proof! 

 

Then do a quick analysis of your own daily thoughts.  What do you think about all day long?  What do you spend hours dwelling on, mulling over, worrying about, and fearing?  Illness?  Debt?  Loss?  Lack? 

 

My beloved reader, based on vast research and personal experience, what you focus on expands!  You will get what you think about all day long!

 

How sick is that?

 

 

It’s now a real stretch to find a medical professional, a magazine, an article or a circle of people that believe in the true power of the mind and 100% wellness.  I don’t mean the mindset of “Preventing” something.  I mean the mindset where not a single doubt enters the realm of your imagination, not a single thought other than those on how to live in perfect wellness creeps into your mind – Ever!

 

 

 

If you focus on perfect health and nothing else… You will get it!

 

If you focus on “Breast Wellness” instead of “Breast Cancer”… You will get it!

 

If only people understood how the “Law of Attraction” works.  It is unbiased.  It is inflexible.  It works for good thoughts and for bad!  It works for sickness and for perfect health. 

 

You “become” what you think about all day!

 

You are not a victim in life! 

 

You and your thoughts can create a life of total health and massive abundance. 

 

But I assure you – You will only see it…. When you start to think it!

 

Think healthy! 

 

Be healthy!

 

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

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We exist in a world that seems to be spinning so fast we hardly have time to breathe.  Everyone is so incredibly busy which is why I consider the following question to be of great value.  It is a question I hope you’ll think about in relation to your own life.

 

 

Do you ever serve others? 

 

 

Do you give back to society in someway… anyway at all?

  

 

If so, do you do it as a large part of your time or on a very occasional basis?  

 

When and if you do serve others, do you do it without expecting anything in return for your efforts?  Do you help others but yet have no personal agenda when you do?

 

Do you wish for others to receive goodness, abundance, health, fulfillment and riches even more than you want it all for yourself?

 

Please hold those thoughts while I digress for a moment…

 

It seems that these days, everyone on the planet is taking anti-depressants.  At least in my world, everyone seems to be suffering from some degree of depression.   

 

I can sadly admit to being one of these vital statistics as I remind you once again that I write what I’ve lived, now I live what I write. 

 

Twenty-five years ago I found myself in such a defeated position in life, the only solution I could find at the time was to get a prescription for anti-depressants and then go back to bed. 

 

My life seemed to be closing in on me emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually.  In fact there was a time that I didn’t leave my home for almost two years.  My dark seedy mind was busy focusing on nothing but the pathetic mental state I was in at that time. 

 

I interpreted everything going on around me to mean that the world was laughing at my failures, taunting my defeated position in life.  I was the biggest loser on the planet… and everyone knew it!  At least that’s what I caused myself to believe for a very long, dark time.  It seemed as though life just wasn’t going to give me a break!

 

In looking back now, I clearly see that I came to believe that my very troubled world was the entire world!  It never dawned on me that people had other things to concern themselves with and by no means were they spending their time laughing at me. 

 

Depression is a dark place to dwell and staying there for any great length of time can cost you your life. 

 

I look back on that sorry mental state as an extremely selfish time in my life.  Me!  Me!  Me!  Me!  Me! 

 

Don’t you know how badly I am hurting?  Don’t you care that I would rather just crawl into a ball and disappear?  Don’t you know how disappointed I am with the way life has turned out?  Me!  Me!  Me!  Me!  Me!  Poor, poor me! 

 

I’d wake up everyday, feel like crap, vomit, then look like crap, shove another pill down my throat then go back to bed.  This sickening ritual of mine went on for months.   

 

I’d eventually crawl out of this black hole of inner despair, make another go at life, fail at it then dive back into the pills a few months later.  It was a great place to hide from reality!  More anti-depressants, more vomiting, more lost time and lots more “Poor Poor me!”

 

The glitch that I found in taking anti-depressants was that they only masked my problems.  In other words, when you eventually stop taking the pills the problems are still there waiting for you right where you left them.  I now believe that it’s just plain easier and much better for your health to just solve the problems in the first place and fore-go the pills! 

 

If I could go back now and talk to the woman I was then, I believe the conversation would go something like this…

 

So Judy…

 

It is indeed disappointing that life hasn’t turned out the way you’d hoped.  But my advice to you right now is to get out of bed immediately! 

 

Get yourself dressed!  Get in your car and do not come home until you have found a way to spend some time serving others in need.  And you must do it with all of your heart and you must receive nothing in return for your effort! 

 

You must learn to serve others for not just one day, but everyday for the rest of your life.  Serving others now must account for 25% of your time.  It’s time to get the focus off of yourself and your own pity party and openly serve someone who needs your help right now! 

 

  • Maybe it will be emotionally by listening to someone who needs a friend. 

 

  • Maybe you will drive someone to the hospital that needs chemotherapy. 

 

  • Maybe you will read stories to kids or sit on the floor and play games with dying patients in a children’s hospital. 

 

  • Maybe you will plant a garden of flowers at a senior citizens residence. 

 

  • Maybe you will help a struggling single mom by entertaining her kids for a couple of hours so she can get some rest! 

 

  • Maybe you will sit on the curb in the snow and pray with someone who is homeless.

 

The list of ideas of how to serve others is endless!  And I’m quite certain Judy, that somewhere on this list you can find an area in which you’ll enjoy serving others.  And while you are doing this, you will not only take the focus off of yourself and all of your terrible problems in life, but you will feel a level of fulfillment that you’ve likely not experience before! 

 

You will also quickly come to realize, that your problems are likely not quite so bad after all because you don’t have to travel far to find someone with a much bigger problem than you have.   

 

So stop thinking about yourself and start thinking about how you can help others.  Once you do, you’ll be simply amazed at how your life changes for the better!

 

Now get up Judy!  And get going!

 

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What does “Serving Others” really mean?

 

There are lots of folks who volunteer for things like sitting on the town council or the community library board.  Others volunteer by coaching sports or by cleaning their child’s gymnastic club.  But they are immediately disqualified from the list if their mission of serving others has a personal agenda attached to it. 

 

Yes!  I clean my daughter’s gymnastic club because it gets me a reduction in the fees that I pay. 

 

Yes!  I am on the town council so I can push my own ideas into power.  This not only feeds my enormous ego, but gives people the false perception that I am important in the community. 

 

Yes!  I am on the hockey executive because now I can assure that my son will get the MVP award for his team!

 

No!   No!  No!  None of this counts as truly serving others!  No personal agenda can be attached!  You can receive nothing but fulfillment from your selfless effort.

 

I know a woman who is single, never married, no children.  All her decisions are her own.  She decides where she lives, when she travels, how money is spent, how time is managed, who she hangs with, what TV shows to watch etc…   

 

One would look at this woman’s life and ask what on earth she had to be depressed about.  No one is dominating or forcing his upon her.  No one is beating or abusing her.  She’s had a life of absolute freedom.  What on earth would cause this woman to depend upon high doses of anti-depressants just to get through her day? 

 

Perhaps it’s because the only thing she has to think about is herself!  Perhaps it’s because she does absolutely nothing to serve others in need.  Zero time is invested in anyone other than herself and therefore her world in her mind has become very small and very sad indeed!  Me!  Me!  Me!  Me!  Me!  Poor poor me!  This woman is single handedly keeping the drug companies in business.  If only she would reach out and help someone else!  If only she could get her mind off herself, I’d be willing to bet that soon the pills would no longer be necessary and her life would take on a whole new meaning!

 

Now I remind you, I am a full-fledged believer in the power of the mind.  I believe the mind can heal the body completely without exception if permitted.  But let me clarify – your mind can heal your body to the degree that YOU believe it can!  Your personal belief system dictates your degree of wellness and nothing else can change that!  If you focus on illness – you will get illness!  If you focus on perfect health – you will get it! 

 

I’ve lived it!  I’ve proven it and reams of scientific research now support it!   

 

What is your mindset?  Do you focus on perfect health and serving others or is your tormented inner world… the entire world?

 

I ask you again.  What is it that you do on a daily basis that selflessly serves others?

 

On your dying day, what will your explanation be on how you gave back to this planet and how many lives you touched for the better?  What will your answer be?

 

The day we can all respond with a long list of achievements is the day this planet will be healthy and glorious indeed!

 

 

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2012 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

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Judy MacPherson, Author & Speaker

In hindsight, calling it “pain” was a gross understatement. 

 

The words “fear” or “abuse” don’t even come close. 

 

A twisted life of psychological terror and sadistic physical cruelty may be somewhere near the truth.  But even then… not quite there yet! 

 

Being a kid in my house was tough!  One just never knew who would be next, what they were in store for or why.  Some called it “walking on eggshells”.  But to me, it was more like treading in a cesspool of churning gut-rut!  And we survived there for years!

 

There was never a break and there was indeed vile danger for us all.  Not only physical danger, but the emotional scarring that this lifestyle left in its wake became a prison sentence that held us captive for decades.  We were taught that we were all inferior to him.  We were worthless… and we all knew it!  There was simply no doubt to be found.  

 

We lived with his undying threat that if we told anyone, disobeyed him or ran, then he would hunt us down and either kill us or make our lives a “living hell”. 

 

This “living hell” he promised… was not far from the truth.  

 

My life of degradation continued for many years.  My self-esteem, confidence and self-worth were stripped from my branches and used as kindling wood for the raging inferno that stoked his illness.  He continued to perfect his psychotic mind games as only a master could.  Being hammered into submission day after day, year after year, I came to know my lowly place on this planet.  

 

My family didn’t “break up” in the years that followed… it “blew up!”  It exploded and shattered into a million pieces.  But for the Grace of God, I eventually escaped from that life of torment only to begin the struggle of trying to make it on own in a world that I knew nothing about.  Back in those days, I was terrified of absolutely everything and nothing seemed to come easy for me. 

 

Then after a few years of struggle… my telephone rang at 3:00 a.m. on Tuesday, April 15th, 1987.  It was a call that chills me to the bone to this very day.  It was one of those pivotal phone calls that sharply reminded a person that before it came, their problems were miniscule.

 

My father’s voice quivered through the receiver as he explained to me that there had been a spectacular car crash on a local highway.  That numbing phone call changed my life forever!  It changed my purpose.  It changed my destiny.  It totally changed my views on life…  for it nearly caused me to end my own.

 

In spite of everything I had endured to that point, I’d never known such emptiness.  Nothing even came close to how much this loss hurt.  My gut felt like bleeding, raw flesh.  My heart had been carved out of my chest.  For months after the accident I could hardly breathe as my body dealt with the severe distress through relentless vomiting and violent convulsions. 

 

This unspeakable sorrow continued for what seemed like forever until finally I had absolutely nothing left.  I was completely hollow inside… and this time… I had truly hit bottom!  

 

But this time I was certain that I couldn’t get back up again.

 

If life on this planet is indeed meant for our soul growth and we grow richly from adversity and failure, then I’m sure I had been fast-tracking in the accelerated course.  

 

It was about then that I found myself wondering if there wasn’t supposed to be more to this life.  Surely God didn’t intend for us to be in that much emotional pain and turmoil forever.  There just had to be more.  There just had to be something better, something more meaningful.  “Pain” could simply not be the basis of my existence because if it was, then I was ready to throw in the towel and forfeit the rest of the game.

 

So there I stood. A tiny broken person at the base of the massive mountain called “Recovery”.  I stood there for what seemed like years, alone and in silence.  I gazed way upward while my eyes searched frantically for the peaks.  But the mountain was so big and steep that the glorious pinnacles that I searched for were hidden by dense clouds.  But still, I just knew they had to be up there.  I knew there had to be a better life somewhere, a life that didn’t hurt quite so much.  It had to exist.  If only I could find it.

 

I knew that the mountain before me symbolized a difficult journey of recovery back to who I was when I first came into this world.  I knew it would be tough and take a long time and that I was ill-equipped for the challenge.  But I just had to believe that the majestic peaks found at the end of the journey indicated that happiness, fulfillment, love, joy, forgiveness, abundance, success and soul growth were there for the taking for those who had the courage to climb. 

 

Those peaks were there.  I just couldn’t see them from where I was standing at that moment.

 

And then in July of 1989, it finally came to me somehow from somewhere that all I needed to have to start this journey up the mountain and search for a better life was a little faith… just a tiny bit of faith.  That was all I needed.  So I dug deep down into the depths of my fragmented soul and pulled out a tiny sliver of belief.  And then, seeing no better option in the foreseeable future and really having nothing left to lose… I took the chance and started the climb!

 

Since then, I have trudged miles and miles up the mountain of recovery.  And true enough, just as I was lead to believe in the beginning, though the journey is a tough one, I have reached some of the most beautiful peaks imaginable.  Life can be a wonderful, fulfilling experience with more joy and abundance than you can imagine!  The perfect health is there!  The success and money are there!  The loving relationships are there!  It’s all right there.  And there’s plenty of it!  More than enough for everyone!

 

Restoring your belief system to its original divine certainty of how “truly great you are” can take some time.  For some of us, depending upon the severity of damage that was done, it may take longer than for others.  But I commit to you it is very possible!  If I can do it then so can you!  

 

I lived it!  I overcame it!  Now I teach it!

 

The air is fresh and clean up here!  I do hope you’ll join me! 

Let’s get started!

 

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2012 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

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Do you ever ask “Why?” 

 

Do you ever challenge an outcome, be-it a conversation, a business issue or a coach’s decision to cut your kid from the volleyball team? 

 

Do you ever step out of the crowd, put yourself on the line and hold people accountable for their actions? 

 

Have you ever been dissatisfied with the food or service at a restaurant but refused to challenge the establishment on its poor quality?  Instead you just paid the bill and left quietly.

 

Don’t you just love getting diet and fitness advice from someone who is 80 lbs overweight?

 

How about that family member who constantly gives you sound financial advice, but he himself lives on the verge of bankruptcy?

 

Have you grown tired of someone’s demanding, degrading behaviour but still you subject your good nature to it as if you have no choice?

 

Do you ever ask yourself “Why?”  Why am I puting up with it all!

 

Why am I allowing this? 

Why am I subjecting myself to this? 

Why am I paying for something but getting no value?

Why am I tolerating something that doesn’t even make sense anymore?

 

WHY?  

 

Do you ever ask other people “Why?”  

Do you ever hold people accountable for their actions toward you?

If not… then why not? 

Why don’t you hold people accountable for their actions?   

 

Why do people assume that because someone else is older or has been doing something longer, they know everything there is to know and should never be questioned?  Why do we just accept them as always being right?  Why don’t we challenge things in our lives more of the time?  

 

The answer…  well my guess is… human insecurity and fear.

 

I’m of the opinion that for the most part, the world is suffering from a dire lack of self-love and personal confidence. 

 

And so, what do people do when they have doubt in themselves, in their thinking or their abilities? 

 

Well, rather than exposing this weakness, they find someone else they can fill this need through or at least hide their insecurities behind. 

 

“What I lack in myself, I will seek in someone else! 

Or at least… hide behind them so no one will know how incapable I am!”

 

Human insecurity causes people to ban together. 

 

In other words… When in doubt about yourself… go over and stand with a big group of people who APPEAR to have the answer and confidence you are lacking.  At least that way, you’ll LOOK like you know what you’re doing even if you don’t… or better yet… maybe you’ll not be noticed at all! 

 

Take the road that everyone travels and whether it makes sense to you or not, whether you agree with it or not, adopt the mighty collective opinion of the masses.  

 

In my mind, it’s a pitiful way of thinking… but it’s the way of our world!  People don’t LIVE life… they HIDE from it!  Haunted by the notion that they’re not good enough, smart enough, strong enough or loved enough, they hide among the masses and the colossal group opinion that goes with it, hoping no one will notice they’re there.  They don’t question others.  They don’t challenge a soul!  They demand nothing!  They merely accept the pitance that life hands to them as that of all they are worthy of!

 

But I ask you…

Didn’t we come to this planet for more?  Didn’t we come here to learn, develop and grow? 

 

Of course we did!  And in order to learn, develop and grow WE MUST FIRST MAKE MISTAKES! 

 

Mistakes are a beautiful thing!  Making mistakes means you’ve got good stuff going on in your life!  Making mistakes means that you’re moving and shakin’, you’re causing stuff to happen, you’re learning, growing and changing.  Making mistakes means you’re not hiding beneath a rock shaking with fear, terrified that the world will soon find out that you may not be perfect!

 

We didn’t come here to be perfect!  We came here to expose our weaknesses and then learn and grow from them!  But unfortunately that’s not what society and especially the educational system for that matter promote.  They promote “not” making mistakes.  They promote being “perfect” every time or you will be subject to the painful price of ridicule and embarrassment!  They promote “conforming” to group opinion.  They promote standing in line with all the others forbidding you to step forward, speak up or be different in any way!

 

This powerful group opinion that most people buy into as “being right” is what I will call (for lack of a better word) “The Status Quo.”  If you hide within the opinion of the status quo and adopt the beliefs that everyone in it feels are right, then you’ll be safe from confrontation and ridicule.  If you hide among the masses you’ll avoid ever being wrong because everyone will think just like you!

 

It’s like an enormous herd of cattle plodding along a road which inevitably leads to no-where.  Not a single member of the herd knows where it’s going and not a single one asks.  Each creature  fumbles along blindly taking comfort in knowing that he doesn’t have to lead anyone anywhere.  It’s just plain easier to follow behind the other guy, to take the path that everyone else has already travelled.     

 

Though the consensus of the Status Quo often makes no rational sense at all, if this gigantic group attitude says that something is okay…. then heck…it must be okay!  And indeed it is okay, because this enormous collective opinion confirmed that it was so! 

 

Studying the attitude, control and pressure of this assembly of the blind leading the blind, has left me with little doubt that there is definitely power in numbers!  It is very often destructive power… but none-the-less it is power!  It dictates economic trends in what is cool or not cool, where you should live or not live, what you should wear, where you should shop, work and eat.  It tells you how to spend your money, what illness is currently most fashionable, how your body should look and how many kids to have.  The mighty group opinion dictates everything that your life should be… both good and bad!  And billions of people buy into this nonsense everyday!  Billions of people are broke, unfulfilled and sick.  Billions of people spend their entire working life in emotional agony pleading for the first day of their retirement to arrive. 

 

But why?  Why do they do it?  Why do they buy into the garbage opinion of The Status Quo instead of putting value on their own thoughts?  Why don’t they instead demand more from life?  Why don’t they question and challenge decisions, situations and other people?  Why don’t they go out on a limb and take chances that may better their lives?  Why don’t they step out of line or speak up when being cheated, mislead or wronged?

 

Why, why, why… Because they want to be accepted.  Because not making mistakes, not causing a fuss and being accepted by others is far more important to them.

 

Because what they lack in themselves, they will seek in someone else! 

Because they’ve run low on self-love, confidence, worth and belief in their own abilities.

Because they’re afraid, absolutely terrified to make mistakes, be laughed at or go-it alone!

 

My beloved reader…

 

Do you challenge things when they make no sense to you?

 

Do you ever ask why?

 

Do you stand apart from the crowd? 

 

Do you demand the best out of life? 

 

 

Believe in yourself, your ability, your opinions and your greatness! 

 

You are here to make mistakes then blossom, learn and grow from them! 

 

You are here to live life not hide from it!

 

Step out of the box!  Strike out on your own path!  Live your life with passion and curiosity! 

 

Who cares what other people think or say.  You are driving your own bus! 

 

Take chances, step out of line, be different, live the life of your dreams.  Dare to challenge others.  Dare to ask WHY.  

 

And for goodness sake…

Love yourself entirely!   

 

Believe in who you are and all that you came here to accomplish!

 

Make positive change in your life today!

You are worthy of so much more!  

 

So let’s… GET ON WITH IT! 

We don’t get another chance at living today!

 

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Check back next week for another thought provoking post!

 

As always…

I endeavour to jarr you from your comfort zone and encourage positive change in your life TODAY!  Life can be pain-free, fulfilling and so incredibly fun! 

 

2012 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

For permission to use this article, inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com

 

 

 


He was 42 years old and he died on a warm spring evening in May.  With groceries in hand, he entered the front door of his home as he’d done a million times before.  But this time, suddenly and most unexpectedly, he buckled over with agonizing chest pain, fell to his knees, collapsed on the tile beneath his feet and died.

 

He wasn’t what I would call a celebrity in that quaint little town yet everyone knew him.  Instead, he was known as just your all around nice guy. 

 

Jim was a rather uncomplicated fellow who was born in Western Canada, raised his own family there and then unexpectedly died on his own property at an age that few people ever predict to be the end.

 

The entire town went into mourning.  “Poor Jim,” they all wept.  “He was too young to die.  Who would’ve thought he would go at such a young age.  What a terrible shame!” 

 

Now I miss Jim as well.  He was an absolute sweetheart of a guy.  He’d give you the shirt off his back and do absolutely anything for you.  Not to mention he had a fabulous smile.

 

But as the community fell into a deep sea of grief, shocked by this rather blatant reminder of how fragile life really is, I decided to take a rather logical, more emotionally-detached step back from the crowd.  I began pondering the way life works and the impact that our personal choices have on it. 

 

Jim died at 42.  And yes it was indeed a shame.  But it was a shame (I believe) because he died due to a series of life choices that were made by him and that only he could control.  Jim was about fifty pounds over weight.  He drank alcohol in copious quantities and had done so since he was a teen.  He smoked cigarettes and marijuana with the same vigor and had done so forever. 

 

Jim died without a Will, without life insurance and without any savings. 

 

But what Jim died with was a wife and 3 children under the age of 10 that were very much depending upon him and his income.  He also died with a hefty mortgage accompanied by a mountain of credit card debt. 

 

Indeed it was a shame that Jim died.  He was one heck of a nice guy.  But “His” life choices to smoke, drink to excess, eat poorly, never exercise, carry a surplus of extra weight, destroy his body and make no financial provisions for his family – devastated those he loved for years to come. 

 

But this very sad scenario happens all the time, all over the world.  And it happens because of the life choices that people make.  We make “conscious” day to day decisions that knowingly destroy our mind and body, end life prematurely and hurt the very same people who love and depend upon us! 

 

 

She’s 41 years old and the last time I saw her she weighed in at approximately 400 lbs. 

 

“Yes” she has 4 children under the age of twelve and “Yes” her massively cumbersome frame sways from side to side as she shuffles painfully from here to there.  She’s severely diabetic and has arthritis surging through her limbs.  She was recently rushed to hospital with acute chest pains fearing a deadly heart attack.  But unfortunately this scare wasn’t great enough to cause any change in this woman’s life choices. 

 

She still plays her silly games of denial drinking Diet Pepsi in public to give the persona of her losing weight and never is a morsel of food seen at her lips.  Instead she is a closet over-eater, consuming massive amounts of high fat, greasy take-out food all of which is entirely necessary to maintain such a mammoth structure.  She leaves the couch only when absolutely necessary.  She never cooks nutritious meals for her children nor does she make the slightest attempt to exercise.  She has no Will, no life insurance and no savings.  But what she does have is a mortgage and a boat load of credit card debt!

 

Last I heard she was still alive, but you don’t have to be a certified medic to safely assume that her future is not exactly bright. 

 

When she dies of heart failure due to massive obesity, the same people in the same town will also grieve this woman. 

 

“What a shame,” they will say.  “She was far too young to die!  And my-oh-my, those poor children now must live without a mother!”

 

And yes indeed it will be a shame.  It will be a shame that she died due to her own life choices. 

 

Choices that only she could make…

 

Choices that destroyed her body…

 

Conscious life choices that went on for decades that inevitably left four kids with no mom, no money and a ton of debt…

 

Choices that only she could change…    But simply chose not to!

 

 

 

She was 59 years old.  She was a running fanatic, a vegetarian and physically she was the absolute picture of health.  Yet one day without warning, she dropped to the floor in her office as her body thrashed in a tirade of violent convulsions.  She died later that day within hours of emergency brain surgery.    

 

Those who knew her quickly adopted a mindset that healthy eating and regimented fitness meant nothing, because here this woman had lived such a health oriented lifestyle and still she fell victim to deadly illness.  How on earth could this be?

 

She chose a lean, fit, healthy body instead of obesity.  She had no money worries, no children to care for, no mortgage and no consumer debt.  But what she did have was a toxic mental attitude. 

 

She had lived her entire life with intense anger pulsing through her brain.  She was a skeptic about everything and jealous of everyone.  She trusted no one and all in all she felt life had just cheated her blind!  Cheated her out of what?  I have no idea!  But the enormous chip on her shoulder was powerful enough to create some pretty nasty but natural chemicals to flow through her body.  And though it took a while, her cancerous attitude eventually won out over her supreme fitness.  The mind was far more powerful than the healthy eating or the daily exercise. 

 

Her life choice in attitude… eventually killed her!

 

At this moment in time, I hope you’re now irritated enough to want to reply to this post!  Perhaps if you send me a lecture on the complexity of addictions to alcohol, drugs, depression, overeating, over-spending, mental attitude, abuse or co-dependency then I would write the next post with more empathy for those who are still consciously making poor choices, but just can’t help themselves. 

 

But my beloved reader, you can put that lecture back on the shelf because “I’ve been there! Done that!” 

 

I write what I’ve lived.  Now I live what I write!

 

I’ve beaten more addictions in my life than you can shake a stick at!  I know intimately how difficult making positive change can be!  I struggled through each menacing situation and eventually, though at times it nearly killed me, I overcame it!

 

In an honest moment with myself I realized that many of my life choices were not good ones.  I eventually took a step outside of myself and saw that my conscious choices could devastate the very people that I love the most. 

 

Some of my choices were leading to shortening my life.  Shortening my life meant – my three children would grow up without a mom!  And “Yes” I had a mortgage.  And “Yes” at one point in time, I had a mountain of credit card debt too.  But in a quiet, honest moment with myself, the realization that I was consciously hurting my loved ones drove me to get the help that I needed. 

 

So I started losing weight.  I failed.  But then I started again!  And again!  And again!  And again!  I got off pills.  I quit smoking! I crawled out of deadly depression.  I called a halt to co-dependency and allowing abusive people to control me!  I started walking everyday even though my legs hurt so bad they buckled beneath me.  I quit drinking!  I paid off debt!  I got out of controlling, hurtful relationships!  And none of this was easy!  And I was successful at none of it the first time I tried!  In fact, a lot of this journey really sucked!

 

But it was most definitely worth it….

 

You can blame your childhood on your parents because as a child you couldn’t control the situation you were placed in.  But you can blame your adulthood on no one but yourself!  You are in control!  You make the choices that govern your life!  You are driving your own bus!

 

You have the personal power to alter any of your choices for the better “TODAY” if you want to bad enough!

 

I am so sick of people’s ridiculous worn out excuses on why they can’t lose weight! 

 

“How did you lose weight Judy?  What was your secret?” They beg for my confidential formula on getting lean and fit.

 

“Stop kidding yourself!” I snap back sharply!  “You know exactly what to do you just don’t want to bad enough!  It’s simple! Eat less and exercise more!  Put out more than you take in!  Lots of fruits and raw vegetables in your diet and get your butt off the couch and go for a walk – EVERYDAY!” 

 

That’s as complicated as it gets!  That’s what the human body was designed for.  And if you give it half a chance to function properly without all the toxic garbage that you fill it with on a daily basis and do some small degree of exercise everyday, then it will literally heal itself and drop unnecessary poundage like you wouldn’t believe! 

 

But that’s not the answer that people want to hear because it sounds like painful deprivation! 

 

Instead, they want the magic and immediate cure-all! 

 

Take this pill and the fat around your waist will disappear.  Drink this juice and your butt will reduce to half the size! 

 

That’s what they want to hear!  But what a bunch of hideous nonsense!  People know exactly what to do to clean up their lives but they just prefer not to!  Denial… Denial…. Denial!

 

But my questions to you are…

 

Who is it in your life that you are hurting? 

 

Are your life choices hurting the people that you love the most?

 

In time… will your conscious choices maybe even devastate them?

 

Are there choices that you make on a day to day basis that are maybe in need of an honest review?  Do you make poor eating or exercise choices for yourself?  Or perhaps you make poor “money” choices? 

 

As a financial advisor, I’ve sat in thousands of homes and secretly cringed at what I heard people say that they could and could not afford.  Seemingly they “could” afford the big fancy house, the cigarettes, the booze, the trips, the dope, the cars, the big screen television and the greasy take-out food.  They could afford it all of course because they’d racked up a mountain of credit card debt! 

 

But on the other hand… they couldn’t afford proper investing for the future or the appropriate life insurance that would take care of their kids in the event of their death.  Nope!  They couldn’t afford that either!

 

If you’re making crappy choices about your health then for goodness sake make financial provisions for those you love!  Seeing children financially deprived or struggling in life due to the self-centered choices of their parents makes me absolutely crazy!

 

Yes!  Making positive lifestyle change can be very difficult!  But the only difference between someone who has lost weight or quit smoking and someone who hasn’t is that the first person didn’t QUIT trying until they got it done!!  It’s not easy for anyone!

 

STOP kidding yourself!  And for goodness sake STOP blaming others!  Blame is such a feeble cop-out!

 

Only you can change your life! 

 

A future of health, love and abundance is there for the taking.  Reach out and grab it!  Get rid of the self-inflicted burdens that weigh your greatness down!  Program yourself for superb mental and physical health and you will ultimately gift those you love with it as well!

 

Love yourself… But make positive change in your life – TODAY!

 

I believe in you!  And I just know you can do it!

 

Make good choices!

 

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2012 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

For permission to use this article, inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com

 

 

 


A friend of mine has an outrageous passion for the game of hockey.  So much so, the average person might consider his addiction to the sport to be just a little “Over the top”.  He’d rather play hockey than breathe!  The more time he can spend in the frigid smelly arena, the happier he is.  He also loves working with kids and coaching. 

 

So after probing him with the same thought provoking questions about his Life’s Purpose, he finally admitted, “I wish I could get paid to coach hockey.  I love the game and I love working with kids.  If only I could make a living at it.  That would be so awesome!”

 

“So then why don’t you?” I asked him the same silly question.

 

Remarkably so, I got the same quick and snappy answer as I did with the first friend.  “Because I have a mortgage to pay, a wife and two kids to support and more chaos and responsibilities in my life right now than I can currently manage.  I can’t just leave it all behind and go coach hockey Judy!” 

 

“Of course you can’t!”  I agreed, as I bore a hole between his eyes with my sarcastic glare. 

 

It’s always the same answer!  People are up to their eyeballs with responsibilities to attend to and bills to pay. 

 

They feel trapped!

 

They’d love to live their Life’s Purpose but just don’t think they can get from here to there without causing a pathway of personal wreckage.

 

So once again I forced the issue.  “Maybe you don’t want to abandon your responsibilities to go coach hockey full time.  But I promise you, there is a way to transition into it slowly without affecting the rest of your life or jeopardizing your finances.  If you love working with kids and playing hockey so much then it may indeed be your Life’s Purpose!” 

 

He stared at me, hanging off each encouraging word. 

 

Transitioning from your job to your Life’s Purpose will take extra time and effort but it is definitely possible.  You’ll need to bridge the gap for a period of time.  You’ll need to do double duty.  But if you slowly start to turn in the direction of your passion and don’t make any sudden changes like quitting your job, you will begin to see it as a possibility.

 

Transitioning Into Your Life’s Purpose

 

Start off by merely visualizing your dream.  Do it often, several times a day.  Think about it constantly! 

 

Bath your mind in how much pleasure you would get out of living your Life’s Purpose everyday!

 

Ask yourself what it would feel like to get up every morning for the rest of your life and do what you absolutely love to do. 

 

Doing what you love to do while serving others at the same time is the ultimate freedom! 

 

No more punching the clock! 

 

No more working for someone else! 

 

No more wasting your precious lifetime on some menial task that under pays and barely values you! 

 

“Merely thinking” about living your dream on a full time basis and making a lucrative living at it will start the creative juices flowing. 

 

The more often you visualize it and feel the passion for it, the quicker the tools and opportunities will start to appear in your life.

 

After a long pause I added…

“Maybe to start out, you could run a summer hockey school for children in your association.  You could start out small and keep your costs down.  This would allow you to earn your first coaching pay cheque, build your confidence, establish your reputation as an expert and work the bugs out of your coaching program. 

 

It ‘ll take some time to put a business plan together and market it, but it is a low risk, safe way to get started.  You can turn slowly toward your ultimate goal of coaching full time (and getting paid for it) and still put nothing in your personal life in jeopardy.” 

 

The expression on my friend’s face at that moment was priceless.  It was like he almost believed that what I was saying was possible.  Then, just like my other friend, for a few seconds he lost himself in the dream! 

 

Baby steps in the direction of your Life’s Purpose will simply amaze you! 

 

Follow them through. 

 

Visualize every last detail of the dream and most importantly while you visualize it “Feel” how it will feel when it becomes a reality. 

 

Visualize often, many times a day.  In particular, visualize it first thing in the morning and last thing before you go off to sleep.

 

New, out of the box ideas will start to come to you on how to put it all together.  Write them down.  Then think them through. 

 

Opportunities will then make themselves available to you from out of no where.  Write them down and think them through. 

 

Take your time. Make well thought out decisions. 

 

Write up an outline of a simple business plan stating what you need to get going and how much income you will need to make it work. 

 

Where will your client base come from? 

 

What will make you different from your competitors? 

 

How will you market yourself? 

 

How can you make your business or venture recession proof? 

 

Think, think, think, think, think! 

 

Then think it all over again. 

 

Start living your dream part time. 

 

Then as it catches on, move right on into it. 

 

Take only calculated educated risks.  But at some point with enough passion and focus… presto… you will find yourself living your Life’s Purpose! 

 

You will simply amaze yourself! 

 

If my friend follows this plan without fail, he will soon be a highly sought-after hockey coach travelling across the country, coaching and encouraging children, loving life, feeling great and making a huge pay cheque!  Others have done it.  So why can’t he?  It’s not such an outrageous idea at all! 

 

As for the music studio concept (in my previous post) or whatever your passion (Life’s Purpose) is… the secret to transitioning from what your doing now into what you’d love to be doing is to turn slowly in the direction of the dream.  Make no dramatic change in your life on impulse.  Just think about it.  Fantasize about it.  Visualize it as often as you can everyday. 

 

Feel how it will feel as if it has already happened. 

 

Create a vision board.  Write about it in your journal.  Describe every detail of your venture and how it will change your life and the lives of those it will serve. 

 

Then live consciously and watch for signs of promise or opportunity to appear out of no where, like an affordable location suddenly opens up in a neighbourhood that would be perfect for the recording studio or for the nature of your business/dream. 

 

My friend might suddenly notice an advertisement for used recording equipment in the newspaper which is being sold off cheap at an auction.  These road signs will start to appear.  Watch for them.  Consider them!  After much planning and thought and when the time is right, follow them! 

 

As you become more comfortable with your dream, you will start to share your ideas with family and friends.  Sharing your dream out loud declares your intention to the universe and this gives it even more kick.  Really amazing things then start to happen as your belief in the dream becomes stronger.  Sponsors or financiers may appear out of no where wanting to give money toward the effort of encouraging young musical artists or whatever else your cause is. 

 

Doors will open once you open your mind to see them.  But you must live consciously every moment of every day in order to see the road signs that are before you directing the way to your Life’s Purpose and personal freedom.  Get out of your coma and watch for the signs!  They are there!  You just can’t see them in the hopeless mental state you are in right now. 

 

It’s wise to make a slow transition from trudging through monotony to living your Life’s Purpose… but it’s always doable with time, planning and focus! 

 

If you can dream it, you can achieve it!  Meanwhile keep growing yourself.  Nurture your body, mind and spirit with the tools available to you every single day! 

 

You must become the person you need to be in order to manage your Life’s Purpose.

 

This will likely mean that you have to change some things about yourself and in particular your mindset.  As you come to believe in your own ability, worth and magnificence, remarkable things will evolve before your eyes.

 

If you’ve taken risks before and they turned out badly, that doesn’t necessarily mean the idea or your effort was bad.  It may have been a sign that you had not yet become the person you needed to be in order to handle the venture.

 

Jim Rohn, one of my greatest mentors was challenged in his early years to make a million dollars.  But it wasn’t for the money that he was challenged.  It was for who he would have to become as a person in order to make and keep the money that he was challenged.  It was about him evolving into a wiser human being that was the quest.  The money would simply follow as a side affect of his efforts to improve himself! 

 

Thus, most people who win millions of dollars in the lottery are found to be bankrupt within the first three years of receiving the money.  Why is this?  It’s because these winners have not yet evolved themselves into being the people they need to be to properly manage such a large sum of cash.  They use their old mentality of lack and bad money management to spend it quickly, squander it or lose it because their low self-worth states they are not good enough or worthy of such a large sum of money or luxurious lifestyle.  So they subconsciously get rid of it!  It’s a natural phenomenon and it happens every day!

 

You must become the person necessary to live out your Life’s Purpose with abundance and massive success. 

 

You must be ready to handle the challenge before it will materialize.  So think big in your dreams!  But meanwhile grow yourself huge!

 

Read!  Listen!  Learn!  Insist on personal development time for yourself everyday for as many hours as you can spare.  Turn the television off!  Make your personal growth a mandatory part of your day that nothing interferes with! 

 

Then watch the magic happen!  With time, belief, positive personal change and persistence you won’t even recognize your life! 

 

You will start to “live your Life’s Purpose!”

 

Everything you can imagine… you have the ability to achieve!

 

YOU CAN DO IT!

 

 

See you back here next Monday!

 

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Check back for a new posting every Monday.

2012 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

For permission to use this article, inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com

 


After thousands of discussions about finding one’s “Life Purpose”, I’ve found the following exercise to be a great place for people to start searching for their own. 

 

By mentally eliminating every conceivable excuse as to why you can’t live your Life’s Purpose, (usually being lack of money) the exercise below may launch some interesting ideas about what you came to this planet to accomplish.

 

Work with me here! 

 

Put all thoughts about lack of money out of your head.  Lack of money is something that can be overcome with creativity and the right plan in place and is nothing but a lame excuse for not living your Life’s Purpose. 

 

So now let’s play… “Let’s pretend”

 

Lets pretend that last year you won $50,000,000. 

 

Since then, you’ve paid off all your debts, travelled the world, shared your wealth with family and friends and purchased everything you have ever wanted to purchase (the house, the car, the boat, the Villa in France etc.)  In fact, you’ve grown rather bored with spending money.

 

As your new found wealth has been properly invested by your financial advisor, you now never have to worry about money again nor it running out. 

 

So after all the material things have been purchased and the travelling is done, you are then told that you have exactly ten years left to live.  You are then given the exact date of your death.

 

My question to you is…

 

How will you spend the balance of your time?  

What will you do everyday for the rest of your life? 

 

Will you start a new business?  If so, what would it be specifically and why? 

 

Will you volunteer in some capacity or perhaps work with animals?

 

Will you lecture or teach? 

 

Will you work with under-privileged children? 

 

Will you start a construction company and build homes for those less fortunate? 

 

Will invent something? 

 

Will you write or produce music?

 

Think about it!

 

What will you do with the balance of your time knowing you have exactly ten years left to live? 

 

Think out of the box and remember nothing is impossible!  Write down your thoughts and be specific about every detail.

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After completing the above exercise, how do you feel?

 

Are you pumped and excited?  Likely so!

 

So let’s move on to the next step of finding your Life’s Purpose while we consider the following…

 

  • Is the project or ambition you described in the above exercise something you would love to do so much that you would lose yourself in it? 

 

  • Would you lose track of time as you did it? 

 

  • Does it serve others somehow? 

 

  • How would you feel doing this every day for the rest of your life? 

 

  • Would it empower and inspire you? 

 

  • Would it make you so happy that you would work on it for hours yet end your day with an enormous surplus of energy? 

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…If your answers from the above exercise have you jacked up and ready to go,

…If your project is something you would love so much, you would lose track of time, 

…If it is something that would leave you with a surplus of mental & physical energy,

…If this work serves others for the good in some way… then it just might be your Life’s Purpose.   

 

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The Recording Studio…

 

While engaged in a conversation with a friend, I encouraged him to think about his Life’s Purpose. 

 

“Blow the barriers off your limiting mind chatter and think wildly outside the box!  What is your Life’s Purpose?” I probed. 

 

After a few moments of silence the most exciting expression lit up his face and I knew instantly that he’d found his answer.  He’d discovered his passion.  Sitting at that tiny table with a cold cup of coffee in his hand, my friend uncovered his Life’s Purpose which ten minutes prior he denied that he even had.

 

“Judy, I’d love to own a small recording studio.  I would hire it out to anyone, but would specifically focus on young bands and artists who are talented but could not afford to cut their own CDs.  I would donate the studio, my time and expertise to promote young musical talent and help them get started.  I would like to specifically help artists who focus on Christian music.”

 

My heart swelled with joy!  I was instantly caught up in his fantastic vision. 

 

“Very cool idea!” I acknowledged with excitement.  “I think that’s an amazing ambition.  Knowing how much you love producing your own music and what a rush you’d get from working full time in that industry, not to mention it would be your own business and you’d be helping other people!  It likely is indeed your Life’s Purpose.  It certainly meets all the criteria.  Think how many young people you could help or inspire?  That’s just fantastic!” I assured him with a nod.

 

His eyes glistened as he bathed his mind in the sensational dream.  For a few seconds, there was an unusual glow to his face and I knew he was there!  He was in the recording studio cutting a new CD with some phenomenal young talent.  He was living his Life’s Purpose in his mind even if only for a few seconds.

 

He’d been a cherished friend of mine for years.  He brimmed with talent in many areas of life, but in particular he was a gifted musician and singer.  I knew how much he loved music.  But life and its typical turmoil had gotten in the way and his dreams, like most everyone else’s had vanished.   

 

As he mentally drifted back to the table I prepared my grinding speech, hoping to drive a serious point home with him.

 

“So then why aren’t you doing it?  Why are you sacrificing years of your life working in an office where you are underpaid, overworked and hardly appreciated?  With such a magnificent dream, why are you behaving like a mouse in a maze instead of following your bliss and making that recording studio a reality?  Do you know how many fabulous young people you could help?  The world needs more beautiful music!  Why are you wasting so much time?  Why aren’t you doing it?”

 

My friend’s response was quick, loud and packed with sarcasm. 

 

“Because I have a mortgage to pay and five kids to feed!  That’s why Einstein!  Don’t be ridiculous Judy!  First of all, I don’t have the money to start a recording studio and secondly I can’t take that kind of risk with a family depending upon my income!” 

 

He chewed me out so quickly it was as if his speech had been rehearsed.  Which no doubt it had been, convincing himself over the years that his dream was an impossibility.  Every time a thought about the recording studio dared to enter his head, it was immediately pounded into submission by negative self-talk insisting that the dream would never happen.  I believe this battle had raged on in my friend’s mind for decades. 

 

I stared into his eyes as his inner voice spewed the same old monotonous garbage. I had indeed hit a nerve in this conversation and his body literally twitched as the negative self-talk shot painful jabs into his psyche.

 

“You’re not good enough!  Don’t take a risk like that!  You can’t make a go of it!  What a dumb idea!  You will fail!  Your family will starve!  You will lose your house!  Just conform!  Don’t be different!  Don’t step out of line!  Stay working in the office where it’s safe and secure. 

 And don’t worry about it… time is ticking and it’ll all be over soon!” 

 

He knew deep inside that the recording studio was indeed his passion and Life’s Purpose.  And it was stinging like hell to stir it all up again and reaffirm in his mind for the ten-thousandth time that it would never ever happen!  He was trapped in his mediocre job with its pitiful pay-check and nothing could change that!  There was NO WAY OUT of his monotonous lifestyle and he knew it!  Defeat was strewn across his face as he allowed his spectacular dream to drop from the realm of possibility and shatter on the floor once again.

 

“It’ll never happen!”  He quietly reminded himself shaking his head.

 

But the funny thing about your Life’s Purpose is… it never really goes away.  Your natural desire to fulfill it will never truly leave you.  Not ever! 

 

You may give up on it and convince yourself of its impossibility.  But it will never give up on you!

 

It’s like a love affair that’s touched you so deeply it moved you spiritually to the very core.  Your Life’s Purpose works the same way.  You will be emotionally connected and share its passion forever even if you choose not to engage it. 

 

You came into this world with a Life’s Purpose – a special talent or trait, a unique desire, a personal mission to accomplish.  You were blessed with the God given skills to give it life.  It’s why you’re here!  Whether you ever act upon it or not, it will always be sitting right beside you.  Waiting quietly.  Waiting patiently with great hope that someday you’ll make it your reality! 

 

I nodded in silence to my friend’s pessimistic outburst. 

 

“Your point is well taken!” I stated firmly.  “I understand your concerns entirely.  On one hand they are realistic, logical, rational barriers which are holding you back from the life of your dreams.  But on the other hand, they are nothing but menial excuses or just a plain old cop-out in the game of life.  For let me tell you one thing that I am certain of my friend… with a lick of creativity, a shaving of persistence and the GUTS, everything is possible in life, especially when it comes linked with the passion of being your Life’s Purpose!  In this case and in my mind there are simply no acceptable excuses not to make the recording studio a reality!  Knock off the excuses and GET GOING!”

 

I hope someday soon I’ll attend the grand opening of his new recording studio! 

 

See you back here next Monday for “Transitioning into Your Life’s Purpose”

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2012 Copyright by Judy MacPherson. 

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Over the years I’ve had thousands of conversations about the meaning of life and each person’s specific role in it.  I love asking thought provoking questions about their true purpose on this planet.  But when I do, I’ve noticed that I always seem to get the same reaction. 

 

First, the person’s face turns ghostly white.  He stares at me blankly as if I’m speaking a foreign language and doesn’t understand a word of it.  Then as panic sets in, I sit back comfortably awaiting the download of excuses as to why his life is in the shape that it is.  His frantic bout of reasoning typically ends with a declaration that living his true life’s purpose is an impossible feat and that life simply is what it is. 

 

I wait for a moment while he collects himself and then I politely go for the jugular.  I smile and boldly ask   “The Big Question.” 

 

“If today was to be the very last day of your life on this planet,”  I propose.  “What would you do right now… this very minute?”

 

Inevitably, the person’s eyes fly open as he tries to digest the preposterous question. 

 

People seldom think about their own death.  They think even less about the finite number of hours they’ve been given on this planet to live, grow and give back before it’s all over. 

 

Yes!  This may be a news flash to some people, but someday we are all going to die and turn to dust.  The one thing that is certain for us all is death. 

 

It doesn’t matter who we are, how much money we have or what power we possess.  Someday we are all going to die.  Ignoring it, running or trying to hide from it may work temporarily but it’s only denial.  The end is coming.  We just don’t know when. 

 

The concept of “an end” never dawns on most people.  They act as if death only happens to someone else and that it’s something they won’t ever have to concern themselves with.  For the most part people are terrified of death and prefer to ignore the subject completely.  Turning a blind eye to the issue instead allows them to behave foolishly and squander their time as if it’ll go on forever.

 

But perhaps discussing death or at least realizing that there will be an end to life would cause them to put some degree of urgency on how they are spending or rather wasting the precious hours they’ve been given. 

 

If people knew the exact date of their death, I doubt very much they would waste precious time parked in front of the plug-in-drug watching mindless nonsense day after day. 

 

After launching the big question about the last day of life, most people are at a total loss for words.  They go silent and start searching my face for some kind of guidance, finding themselves completely unprepared to answer the question.

 

My point in these discussions is not that we should spend our precious time wallowing about our inevitable death.  My point is that we should realize that our time on this planet is finite.  It will not go on forever! 

 

So don’t waste it!  Don’t wait until it’s too late!  Don’t wait until you’re on your death bed reflecting back on how you squandered it away.  Don’t die with a long list of regrets about what you dreamed of doing but never had the guts to go after during your lifetime.   Time is a priceless endowment!   It is something that once spent can never be returned or refunded.

 

So how would you answer this question about your life?

 

“Are you spending your time, wasting your time or investing your time?”

 

Are you living the life you were meant to live or have you sold yourself out cheaply, settling for a meager existence that degrades your spiritual greatness?

 

Unfortunately most people are so caught up in the grinding monotony of life they’ve completely forgotten about their dreams, aspirations or what they’d really love to be doing with their time.

 

Others say they’d love to find their Life’s Purpose but have absolutely no idea how to do so. 

 

So if you have the interest and the guts to search for your Life’s Purpose (or in other words your Life’s Work), read on while I help you into the mindset where you just might find it. 

 

After thousands of discussions about one’s Life’s Purpose, I’ve found that the following exercise is a great place for people to start searching.  By mentally eliminating every conceivable excuse as to why it can’t be done, (usually lack of money) the exercise below can launch some interesting ideas about what you may’ve come to this planet to accomplish.

 

Work with me here! 

 

Firstly, put all thoughts about lack of money out of your head.  Lack of money is something that can be overcome with creativity and the right plan and is nothing but a lame excuse for not living your Life’s Purpose.  So push the idea of “Not having enough money” out of your mind. 

 

And now let’s play a game I like to call… “Let’s pretend”

 

Let pretend that … last year you won $50,000,000. 

 

Since then, you’ve paid off all your debts, travelled the world, shared your wealth with family and friends and purchased everything you’ve ever wandered to purchase (the house, the car, the boat, the Villa in France and whatever else was on your list of luxuries and toys).  In fact, you’ve grown rather bored of spending money.

 

The balance of your new found wealth has been properly invested by an excellent financial advisor.  So now you never have to worry about money again or it running out. 

 

Time has since passed.  You are rested and relaxed and suddenly you receive word that you have exactly ten years left to live.  You are then given the exact date of your death – ten years to the day!

 

With the knowledge that the end of your life is in sight, my question to you is…

 

How will you now spend your time? 

 

What would you love to do everyday for the rest of your life? 

 

Will you start a new business?  If so, what will it be and why? 

 

Will you volunteer in some way or work with animals?

 

Will you lecture or teach? 

 

Will you with under-privileged children? 

 

Will you start a construction company and build homes for those less fortunate? 

 

Will you invent something? 

 

Will you write or produce music?  Will you become an actor or comedian?

 

Think about it? 

 

What would you do with your time?  You have exactly ten years left to live! 

 

Think out of the box and remember nothing is impossible – Money is no object, no barrier! 

 

What would you love to do day-in and day-out for the balance of your time?

 

Write down your thoughts as they come to you.   

 

Take your time and be specific about every detail. 

 

Play with this scenario in your mind over the next week. 

 

Write down everything! 

 

Think big!

 

What would you love to do?  How would you spend your time?

 

See you back here next Monday for Part #2 of

“Finding Your Life’s Purpose”

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What Is Life all about? 

 

 

What is The Purpose of it? 

 

 

How does a person really know if he’s heading in the right direction or doing the right thing with his life?

 

 

For decades I was lost and confused spending thousands of hours trying to make sense of these same questions. 

 

Where am I going?  What am I supposed to be doing?  What is my purpose?

 

I viewed my life of adversity as an ominous castle with thousands of empty rooms.  For what seemed like an eternity, I shuffled along each frightening corridor, fumbling my way through this colossal fortress in the dark. 

 

With my hands pressed against the walls, I searched blindly for a door handle that would lead me to some answers.  I hoped that at some point a glorious rush of light would gush through the opening and gift me with a clear and sensible direction for my life. 

 

But with each doorway I found only a tidbit, a small piece of information, just another tiny section to the puzzle of my life.   

 

Nothing seemed to make sense!    

 

Does life have no definite purpose? 

 

Are we really just sent here to live an eighty year prison sentence of unhappiness, illness and lack? 

 

Are we really all just “victims” of fate?

 

Years of aimless roaming from here to there.  Years of searching for answers and direction but finding nothing but more puzzle pieces that didn’t fit.  And all the while… time just kept ticking. 

 

What Is Life all about?  Why are we here?

 

My personal journey has been a challenging one.  My learning curve… has been a cliff! 

 

The scale of my life seemed dramatically tipped in favour of sorrow, confusion, hopelessness and loss.  The promise of love, success, fulfillment and happiness had been displaced with the other missing pieces. 

 

I couldn’t see the big picture!  I couldn’t find my purpose. 

 

Friends and acquaintances knew I was somehow different.  Onlookers admitted that my life of constant adversity had been a bit severe, a bit more unusual than most. 

 

I knew this and heartily agreed, but still I roamed the halls of the castle banging into obstacles at every turn yet hoping at some point there would be a light off in the distance.  Hoping that so many of the tough life lessons I’d experienced had been for good cause, for greater purpose than for just pain.

 

Thirty five years of a lot of dreams and goals but only partially believing that somehow, someday it would all come together.  The nagging concern that I was really just kidding myself and that I’d never amount to anything beyond what I was at that moment weighed heavy on my mind.

 

But in-spite of the black cloud of doom that consumed my life for so many years, a tiny flicker of hope lodged somewhere deep within my soul just wouldn’t let me quit.  It wouldn’t let me walk away.  It wouldn’t let me throw in the towel or forfeit the rest of the game. 

 

That tiny flicker insisted that I was born for great purpose – that I was born to lead those who are lost – that I was born to in-still hope, faith and belief in others – that I was born to participate in a massive wave of healing and enormous positive change.  And that if I just kept searching, kept shuffling along, kept opening doors and didn’t quit, one day the answers would appear.  The big picture of what I’d been searching for… “My Life’s Purpose” would appear in its entirety right before my eyes.  And only then would the reasons for so many of my struggles over the years become abundantly clear. 

 

That tiny flicker of hope promised that one day I would understand everything and then I would know exactly what do to next! 

 

What is my purpose? 

 

As promised, I can now see the big picture.

 

I’m on this planet to teach, support, guide, encourage and aid people from all scenarios and from all walks of life!  I’m here to uplift those still struggling and to encourage them to walk on.

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In conjunction with a new success & wellness program I was developing for the homeless in my city, I was invited to take a tour of a local women’s shelter. 

 

This particular shelter was for women who were victims of domestic violence, homeless, drug addicts, prostitutes, alcoholics or just plain broke. 

 

Absorbing every detail of the tour, I listened intently as the guide explained the increasing need for various sized bedrooms.  Often times, women arrived at this save haven with their children clasp tightly in their grip with a desperate plea for safety, warmth or food. 

 

It was at that point in the tour that the guide knocked on the door at the far end of the corridor on the 2nd floor.  Receiving no response from within, she turned the handle and swung the door open.  Expecting to see an empty room with neatly made beds, I was startled as an unnerved woman in her late 30’s stood before me.  At a glance, the woman’s face told me all I needed to know.  Her demoralized state was strewn across her brow.  Her frightened aura fluttered about the room as she gathered her child’s belongings and shoved them into a torn diaper bag.  Our unexpected visit clearly did nothing to enhance this woman’s shattered self-worth.

 

There’ve been few sights in my life that touched me so deeply they burnt themselves into my minds eye never to fade.  And that was certainly one of them. 

 

After greeting the nervous mom and excusing ourselves for the intrusion, I glanced down at her child who had been propped up in the stroller as if preparing to go for a walk.  She was a beautiful little girl dressed in a pink jumpsuit. 

 

In horror I stared at the tiny, pale face peering back at me.  I scanned the huge protruding scar that started at her left eyebrow and ended at the corner of her lips.  The horrendous gash was so violent I had to keep from weeping for the tiny victim.  Sparse blond hair then framed an expression of fear that I’ll never forget.  The confused child glanced at her mother as if to ask, “Where are we mommy?  Who are these people?”

 

I don’t know that woman’s story nor do I know her name.  But what I do know is that scene at the far end of the corridor on the second floor played over in my mind for months.  I couldn’t stop thinking about the woman’s despair.  I’ll never forget that child’s face or stop debating the mental capacity of whoever felt the need to carve her flesh.    

 

I was in the darkness for many years pleading for the right door to open – the door that would lead me to my Life’s Purpose.  And though I wanted to quit searching for it a million times, I never did.  I persisted.  For some reason, I listened to that tiny flicker of hope, choosing not to give up until I checked every single door in the castle.  I had to find the last puzzle piece, put it all together and see the “Big Picture” of my life.    

 

And I finally did!  My life’s work, my passion is now crystal clear! 

 

I vow to change that deplorable scene in the last bedroom on the 2nd floor!

 

I vow to create such a monumental wave of healing on this planet that people who are lost, lonely, beaten down, desperate or homeless will have a new sense of hope, purpose, love and passion! 

 

It simply is…. who I am!  It’s what I suffered for.  It’s what I lived for! 

 

So my beloved reader I ask you…

 

What is your life all about?  What greatness are your past adversities leading you to?  What action should you be taking TODAY to get closer to your Life’s Purpose? 

 

How are you choosing to Live Life?  Think about it for a moment.  Are you living life… or tolerating life, merely just killing time?

 

You have great purpose on this planet.  You are here to experience life, to learn, grow, give back and to leave this world a better place. 

 

What is your gift?  What is your passion?  How can you serve others and love every minute of it?

 

Put all excuses aside!  Find your purpose… and then become it.  Live it like your life depends on it!

 

You are worthy of so much more!

Make the world a better place… And start today!

 

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Other people’s judgments, opinions and approvals were the life-breath that I clung to for years. 

 

Having absolutely zero self-love, I searched outside of myself trying to seek it from everyone else.  I tried desperately to fill the gaping hole in my gut through other people.  Little did I know at the time that this was an impossibility. 

 

My thriving dysfunction blinded me from the universal truth that first you must love yourself and only then can you give, receive or find love in others.

 

It seems that society not only believes, but openly promotes that a person can have his emotional cup filled up by someone else.  Most often the things we do, wear, say or purchase are all based around seeking the approval of other people. 

 

Think about it for a minute!  Who in your life do you constantly try to impress or get approval from?  Is it your spouse, your boss, your kids, your co-workers, your neighbours, siblings or parents?  Who is it that you constantly worry about getting the big “You are okay in my book!” endorsement from? 

 

For me the key player was my father.  Every action I took in my life from managing personal issues to making career choices I did with my emotional starvation for his approval at the forefront of my mind.  However, in spite of my concentrated effort, the man died without ever filling my need.  But it wasn’t until much later in life that I learned that he couldn’t fill it.  Only I could fill this void.   

 

Once you’ve figured out who it is that you’re yearning for emotional stroking from, my first burning question to you is… Why?  Why are you reaching outside of yourself and putting value on what other people think of you?  

 

Why are you putting value on other people’s opinions of you? 

 

They don’t know who you really are!  They don’t live, think or breathe inside of you.  They don’t know your secret fears, goals or dreams.  Therefore they are most definitely not your answer.

 

My second question is…

 

Who really cares what they think anyway? 

 

Who really cares what other people think about you?  They’re opinion doesn’t matter in the slightest when you look at the big picture.  No one is an expert on you but you! 

 

I assure you, the people you so desperately seek approval from have so much of their own emotional baggage to deal with, the last thing they really have time to do is to judge you! 

 

If you are serious about making permanent change in your life, then you have absolutely no time to spend chasing after the approval of people who don’t even really like themselves.

 

Now this is great advice, but I realize that becoming independent of the opinion of others is more difficult than just turning it off.  I most heartily agree with this concern. However, the liberating gem in this message is that the more you heal your own body, mind and spirit, the more your self-love grows.  The more your self-love grows, the less you will care about what other people think of you. 

 

You will literally come to a point where you don’t even think about it anymore.  You will re-stake your claim on your beautiful natural belief system with which you will “remember” how perfect you are.  Thus the need to seek approval and love from others will simply vanish! 

 

The more you work on yourself, the quicker you will become independent of the opinions of others.  It not only won’t be a struggle or a worry anymore, judgments of you made by others will become virtually nonexistent.       

 

As the spiral of doom swirled you downward to the dark place of no hope and no dreams, so will the vine of healing and knowledge pull you back upward and reinstall everything you lost within yourself. 

 

Healing begets healing which begets healing, which begets healing. 

 

Every effort you make to change yourself for the better will build strongly upon the last. 

 

Then after a short time, you will notice that where you are now is a whole lot better than where you were back then. 

 

I constantly measure myself in the “Now” versus where I was one year ago to the day. 

 

I often think about my mental state, body image, fitness level, my successes, abundance, relationships and finances and compare them directly to where they were twelve months prior. 

 

It’s an extraordinary feeling to realize your own growth and see your efforts to change actually materialize into form in your life.

 

 

So start wherever you feel comfortable!  Pick up a book or CD that interests you and dive into it. 

 

Walking a thousand miles starts with a single step. 

You’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain.

 

 

Judy MacPherson, Author & Speaker

Wishing you love, health and prosperity at this wonderful time of year!  

 

May 2012 be the year you start taking care of yourself and  ”Get It Done!”

 

Respectfully,

 

Judy MacPherson

Author & Inspirational Speaker


What is character?

  

 

We’re all born with the potential to express it.  But few ever actually do!

 

Over the past year, I’ve come to believe that the definition of character is simply having the guts to express who you truly are at the core

 

It is the truth of who you came here to be.  It is having the courage, the tenacity to follow through with what you came here to accomplish during the time you were gifted with on this planet.

 

Sometimes it’s frightening. 

Sometimes it hurts. 

But character is the essence of our very soul coming to express itself in one form or another.

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Struggling with whom I was as a mother and whether I was doing the right thing by allowing my eldest child to follow his extraordinary dream was all that was cluttering my mind at that moment. 

 

The 3rd weekend of this craziness was finally over!  We were both exhausted from the drive, the lack of sleep, the adrenaline and the stress.   And it was then, in front of a crowd of about 50 people during the closing ceremony of my son’s third Rodeo School, that he accepted his award of excellence. 

 

With his left hand severely sprained and swollen, his right thigh covered in a patchwork of scrapes and bruises, his abdomen battered with evidence of a force far stronger than he was, my 16 year old son accepted the award  then blushed and shyly stated to the crowd how grateful he was for such an amazing opportunity. 

 

My son has always been an avid achiever and an outstanding athlete.  But last fall he decided that the sports he was playing no longer satisfied his thirst for adventure and challenge.  So he hung up his goalie pads and prepared to move on to the next chapter of his life. 

 

As he left the hockey arena for the last time he calmly announced to me that “Bull-Riding” was his answer.

 

“Bull-Riding!” I exclaimed, trying to absorb what my child was saying. 

 

Most children move from one typical sport to another until they find their favourite.  But not mine!  The young man standing before me was sure that Bull Riding was where he needed to be.    

 

Hoping this was merely a passing fad, I told him that he would have to do all the research necessary to find a qualified bull-riding instructor.  Then he would have to earn enough money to cover the costs involved, which was then followed by a lengthy list of other to-do’s as I believed or at least hoped that this unusual and very dangerous ambition would quickly fade. 

 

But to my surprise, shock and horror – it didn’t!  He found the best rodeo school on the continent and quickly earned every penny he needed to get himself there.

 

You know you’re into something very different, when even the customs agents at the Canadian / USA border smile and raise an eyebrow as we cross each time and explain to them that we’re going bull-riding!

 

In February, my son attended his first rodeo school in VanWert, Ohio.  The main thing that we both learned that weekend is that nothing can properly prepare a person for the power of that first ride. 

 

My son is six feet tall.  He has zero body fat and his fitness level is exceptional.  He attended hours of instruction and lectures.  He practiced his body technique on a manual Il Toro.  He felt confident and ready but still… he was in for the shock of his life. 

 

I watched from the balcony of the bull-riding arena as my son put on his vest and helmet, then lowered himself onto the back of a massive 2000 pound creature who was more than a little anxious to get bucking.  He prepared his rope, wedged his right hand tightly into the knot, assumed the correct body position and then gave the nod to the awaiting cowboys.  Instantly they yanked the chute door open and the bull darted out bucking and kicking with absolute delight.  I held my breath as my son was then catapulted twenty feet in the air then came crashing down with his feet over his head, where he landed directly beneath the dancing bull! He instinctively rolled out, stumbled to his feet and ran to the rails.  The arena was filled with applause.  The trainer then approached with a hearty congratulations and proceeded to critique his first ride.  I on the other hand was engulfed in a full blown anxiety attack! 

 

New Caney, Texas in May was next.  More bulls, more lessons more scrapes and bruises.  The heat in Texas was searing.  The injuries that weekend were severe with 9 riders taken to hospital.  But still, my son was in his element and loved every minute of it.

 

Recently we were back in VanWert, Ohio.  But this time my son was enrolled as the only “bull-fighter” student, determined to learn the art of being a rodeo clown. 

 

Twenty five cowboys rode one hundred and twenty bulls that weekend.  My son fought every one of them alone with only his trainer from Missouri standing nearby. 

 

He was quick and agile, each time darting in to attract the bull’s attention and draw him away from the thrown rider.  His trainer told me that bull-fighting is actually safer than bull-riding.  I heaved a deep sigh and laughed! 

 

Throughout this journey my son has taught me much about life.  His levels of courage and tenacity speak for themselves.  He not only faces his fears but he conquers them!  He sets high goals for himself and then won’t quit until he achieves them. 

 

Skydiving and white water rafting were also added to his skill-set this past summer.

 

Never concerning himself with what the status quo is saying or doing, my son has shown me his strength of character.  He values each day of his life like a precious commodity. 

 

Some people have a bucket list that they say they’ll get to at some point in their life acting as if time will go on forever.  My son is living his bucket list everyday! 

 

What extraordinary character!

 

What an awesome way to live!

 

So I ask you…

 

Are you gifting the world with your true character? 

 

Are you following your dreams?

 

See you back here next Monday!

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If you look around at nature, a flower or a blade of grass is always doing one of two things. 

 

It’s either growing or it’s dying

 

Well it’s the same with humans. 

 

So I ask you…

 

Are you growing right now or dying?

…because there’s nothing in between.

 

 

Some people seek positive change after experiencing a tragedy or life altering event.  Others jump on-board after enduring a state of excruciating inner pain for a prolonged period of time. 

 

Positive change often takes place when the lethal drug of “Denial” no longer masks the emotional torture that has become the unvarying state of “Normal.”

 

It’s a point where choosing to take action and facing everything you’re afraid of actually appears to be the less painful option versus making no change at all.

 

It’s the point where you just can’t stand things the way they are for so-much-as a second longer! 

 

Some people eventually hit this point and make change… And some people don’t!

 

Those that do, begin an exciting journey toward all the good-stuff in life. 

 

Those that don’t, well they typically just sit there weeping and whining about how they’ve been dealt the rawest of raw deals in life.    This category of sniveling bellyachers thrives on excuses and blame as their self-inflicted hardship burrows in for the long haul. 

 

The sad part is…  even though these people know that positive change would be good for them, it’s just plain easier to sit back and play the victim, weeping and wallowing about how tough life is while a bitter chip of resentment expands upon their shoulders!

 

 

The definition of insanity is: 

 

“Doing the same thing over and over again,

but expecting different results!”

 

 

Reality Check!

 

Would you say that perhaps “You” are living in this manner – changing nothing but hoping for something more, hoping for something better? 

 

Do you still allow the same old negative tapes to play over and over in your head every moment of the day? 

 

Do you still subject yourself to the negative blather on the radio, television or in the newspaper? 

 

Do you still surround yourself with people who thrive on belittling you or yanking you down? 

 

Do you spend your precious time in the same monotonous, unproductive way day after day, year after year yet have the nerve to wonder why your life is as muddled and unfulfilling as it is?

 

“If nothing changes… then nothing changes!”

 

 

How are you spending your private time (the time when you’re not working)

 

Are you investing it wisely by repairing your body, mind or spirit in some way?  Or are you wasting it by plugging yourself into some electronic device all the while wishing you were somewhere else in life?

 

I find it amazing how fascinated the average person is with reality television, soap operas, professional sports and trash magazines.  These are all venues that exploit the rich, successful, exciting lives of OTHER PEOPLE

 

A multi-billion dollar industry thrives as average and ordinary people spend a fortune obsessing over the excitement of somebody else’s life! 

 

Come on people!  Who really cares who Jennifer Aniston is dating this week?  Why waste your precious time reading about it?  It’s nonsense!  Who really cares?  (But unfortunately… a lot of people do!)

 

Does the winner of American Idol really matter in your life if it’s not you standing up on that stage? 

 

How about “The Biggest Loser?”  Do you watch other people lose weight and care for their bodies when what you maybe should be focused on is your own?

 

Let’s face it!  Reality television can be pretty exciting.  But why?  Why does it hold the attention of so many?  Why do people arrange their schedules around television times and specific programs? 

 

It’s an epidemic!  It’s a full-blown addiction!  But why?  Why do people do it? 

 

Reality television, sporting events, soap operas and the like are all about risk taking, thrilling competition, winning, fame, money, sex, losing weight, luxury and excitement.  These programs guarantee the viewer immediate emotional gratification everytime.  Within sixty minutes and without ever breaking a sweat the viewer receives a full blown rush of exhilaration! 

 

Everyday, millions of people spend vast amounts of time inhaling this bogus form of fulfillment all in the name of entertainment.  But the truth is it’s not just entertainment for many people. 

 

It’s about seeking in someone else’s life what is lacking in your own! 

 

Millions of people live their lives through what they see on television or read in magazines!

 

It’s an easy route for most.  Why do the work for yourself?  Why go out there and get the life of your dreams for real when you can live it in your mind one hour at a time in the comfort of your own living-room? 

 

But the problem is the false sense of fulfillment and the temporary rush that it goes with it disappears as soon as you turn off the tube or close the magazine.  Then, like being sucked back through the vortex, your mediocre life and all the problems that go with it are sitting right there waiting for you. 

 

My point is…

 

The bulk of the population sits on the couch, watches television, wastes precious time, while it literally lives through the lives of the few who have the guts to really go after it! 

 

We all want to succeed!  We all want excitement, luxury and fulfillment and we all deserve it!  But most people are too afraid to go out there and get it.  They remain bound by that gaping hole, terrified of risk, ridicule and loss and therefore will remain chained deep within their rut forever. 

 

They get a quick taste of the good stuff by living through the lives of other people. 

 

How sad is that?  Wasn’t life supposed to be more?   

 

You have a choice you know!  You can watch it on television or you can live it for real.  One is easy and one is hard.  But the outcomes vary as great as the choice does.

 

It’s your choice!  Get off the couch!  Choose to go for it!  Choose to live it!

 

 

 

Now Let’s Reflect…

 

 

Reflection #1

 

If today was to be your last day alive on this planet, would you close the book of your life with immense satisfaction knowing that you accomplished everything you came to here to do?  (If not, why?) 

 

Reflection #2

 

Do you have any regrets?  If so, what are they?

 

Reflection #3

 

Has anything been left undone or incomplete in your life that you intended to accomplish by this point in time? If yes, what?

 

Reflection #4

Do you have any apologies to make?  If yes, to who and why?

  

Reflection #5

 

Do you have relationships that you would like to heal?  If yes, which ones?

  

Reflection #6

 

Have you used your time on this planet wisely?  If not, why not?

  

Reflection #7

 

Whose life have you influenced deeply for the better?

 

Reflection #8

 

How have you given back to the planet? 

  

Reflection #9

 

What specific thing will you be remembered for after you are gone?

  

 

 

Reflection #10

 

Why will people miss you after you are gone?

   

Reflection #11

 

What would you go back and do again differently if you could?

  

Reflection #12

 

What is your legacy?  What has your greatest achievement been and how many people has it impacted for the better?

 

  

Congratulations!

 

Great self-awareness! 

 

You are simply awesome!

 

See you back here next Monday!

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“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

A Starter’s Guide To Freedom!  A Journey Back To Your Greatness!

 

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So… Who the hell am I anyway?

 

Clearly I’ve hit an International nerve with this article “The Gaping Hole In Your Gut!” 

 

Visits to this site have skyrocketed!  Statistics are off the charts!  Readership is at a screaming all time high!  Comments come pouring in every week by the hundreds!

 

Clearly… I’ve hit a nerve!

 

So who the hell am I anyway and what makes me so self-righteous that I can sit down and write a six week segment on the gaping hole in your gut?  Why can I so clearly outline the internal struggles of so many people by merely placing my fingers to the keyboard of this computer? 

 

Why has this article caught the attention of so many?  Why have referrals to this site spread like wild fire all over the world?

 

Who the hell am I anyway?  And how do I know what so many people are feeling inside but trying desperately to hide from public view?

 

Well let me start by first telling you who I am not!  Let’s clear that up right away!

 

I am not a doctor or psychologist.  I am not a psychiatrist or mental health specialist.  I am not a counselor or psychoanalyst.  I have never worked in the medical industry at anytime nor do I profess to have a degree or any schooled qualifications in this area by any means.  I have not studied human behavior in University!  I have not researched international statistics, economics or relationship cycles.  Not now, not ever before!

 

That is who I am not!

 

So then the question begs… “Who am I?”

 

I’ll tell you who I am and why the vicious cycle of frustration, defeat and struggle is all too familiar to me! 

 

“Who am I?” you ask.

 

I am a survivor! 

 

I lived it!  I lived it all for many years!  And on more than one occasion it nearly sucked the very life from my body!  It nearly chewed me up and spit me out for dead!

 

It was only But for the Grace of God… that instead of giving up, instead of quitting, instead of dying, when I had no strength left to fight for so much as a second longer…  from somewhere well beyond me… I found the will.  I found the desire… to survive. 

 

Then with each tiny baby-step, over-time, I not only survived it, I recovered from it and then I Beat It!  And in my humble opinion that makes me more than qualified to talk about it!

 

I didn’t read about it all in some over-priced text book in a classroom somewhere.  I experienced it first hand!  I had a front row seat in the prison of defeat, struggle and hopelessness.

 

So now I teach it.  I teach what I lived – And I live what I teach!   

 

Most people don’t make it back from a place as depraved as I was in a while ago. 

 

As my autobiography states, I was an ideal candidate for a twisted, vile, distasteful future, if I was to continue living at all. 

 

But why would I? 

 

I was nothing! 

I was worthless!

I was a waste of space! 

I was emotionally, physically and financially bankrupt!

 

The first twenty years of my life were a sadistic journey through a swamp of physical, emotional and psychological terror.  Then at twenty three years old, while my body heaved in violent convulsions of anguish and insurmountable sorrow, I poured what was left of me over the coffin of my deceased baby brother David.  He was killed at nineteen in an explosive fireball that burnt his young body beyond all recognition.  My brother’s death came with a degree of shock that to this day I don’t know how I ever survived. 

 

This excruciating wallop of grief arrived at a point in my life when I didn’t think things could get any worse!  But without delay… all hell broke loose!  And a second later… David was gone forever!

 

But man that was it!  I couldn’t take anymore!  My brother’s sudden death was the last straw in what seemed like an endless nightmare from hell!  I couldn’t take any more trauma!  I couldn’t live with any more pain.  I just didn’t have the strength.  I couldn’t pretend for another second!

 

Clinging to sides of the coffin, I wanted nothing more than to crawl inside it with him and be buried six feet under.  It was the only way I could think of to stop the emotional torture I was plagued by. 

 

That black cloud of impending doom stuck with me for a long, long time.  It wouldn’t give up the hunt.  It wouldn’t go away.  It wouldn’t leave me alone long enough to find some small degree of peace. 

 

Like the fallout from an angry volcano, I then buried the charred remains of my little brother and without hesitation the “really fun stuff began!” 

 

I was twenty-three years old.  I was completely numb to life.  I was drowning in credit card debt.  I was desperately alone, starving and damn-near homeless.  I was without love, without self-respect, without vision, without belief and without hope.  My health was deteriorating as fast as my relationships.  Every aspect of my life was a unique disaster in its own right!

 

And then one night, amid the bitter darkness of my mind, I finally arrived at the dreaded decision.  With the door locked and the phone unplugged, I sat alone in my tiny apartment and cried a lifetime of tears.  Heaving waves of grief spewed forth in remembrance of all that had happened, all the damage that’d been done.  I grieved for the childhood I’d lost, for the adolescence that was spoiled and for the adulthood I’d never know. 

 

I wept until there were no more tears to be found.  With the same song playing over and over again well into the night, I sat there calmly waiting… the moment of my intended suicide. 

 

After a lifetime of defeat and sadness I’d become a hollow empty cavern of nothingness and at that moment in the blackness of my mind, I saw no worthy reason to keep living.

 

It was the darkest night of my life!  It was the bottom of a very deep pit!     

 

My Beloved Reader…

 

Your journey in life thus far, your struggles, your adversities, your frustrations and challenges are no doubt different than mine.  But that doesn’t really matter now… does it?  It’s all relative now… isn’t it? 

 

Everybody’s “Bad” is “Bad Enough!” 

 

Everybody’s “Pain” is “Painful Enough!”

 

 

No! I’m not a doctor or a psychologist.  I’m not a counselor or therapist.

 

I am a survivor!  I fought it!  I changed my mindset!  I changed my life!  I beat the odds!  And now I’m living the dream!  And so can you! 

 

You can have it all if you want it!  You don’t have to continue as you are.  You don’t have to hurt any longer!

 

But remember… If nothing changes… then nothing changes!

 

It’s your choice!  It’s up to you! 

 

Many years ago in an honest moment of truth, I realized that what I was doing, how I was thinking, the direction I was headed in… wasn’t working! 

 

I discovered that the gaping hole in my own gut (which was caused by my lack of self-respect, lack of self-love and zero self-worth) was destroying me. 

 

It was then that the turmoil in my life pushed me to the point where I just couldn’t stand it anymore!  Something HAD TO CHANGE because I was done with the way things were!  I’d had enough!  I’d hurt for long enough!

 

So I took a risk and reached out for some new ideas on “How To Live Life.”  I started searching for a better way!  There just had to be something better than what I was doing! 

 

In my newest book release, “The Remarkable Perfect You!” (www.judymacpherson.com), I expand upon the forty-four tools that I used to repair my self-love, self-respect and heal my life forever.   

 

Admittedly, a person won’t make positive change in his life until he is darn good and ready to do so.  And I guess that’s just as it should be.  But if you are ready for positive change right now and are open to accept a new way of thinking about yourself, I congratulate you.  If you’re not, then that’s perfectly fine.  The means will be there when you are ready.

 

Like a pendulum on a clock, I swung from loathing self-hatred at the brink of suicide to a life of perfect health, prosperity, love and great abundance!  Admittedly it took a while!  But I did it and so can you!

 

I’m not a medical doctor.  I’m an experienced advocate for the wellbeing of people.  I encourage inner healing, wellness, perfect health, peace and love. 

 

I’m also a dream chaser!  And I encourage you to chase yours, for I know they are of great purpose!

 

It is my lifelong mandate, my personal calling to reach out and encourage people to overcome what ails them. 

 

I instill hope!  I install belief! 

 

Though it is certainly not my intention to give advice on specifically “How” to fix your life, (for only you will know how to do that) – like the rungs on a ladder, I stepped upon each one and when ready and able to do so, with a bit of courage, reached up for the next one that was always there ready to hold the weight of my burden. 

 

One rung at a time.  One day at a time.  One tool at a time.  And that’s how it’s done!  Sometimes it was a book to read.  Other times it was a person to speak with, a course to attend, a movie to watch, an action to take.  And all this was necessary in the building of who I believed I could be one day.

 

And in the end… it all worked! 

 

I not only survived, I rebuilt my mind, my body, my spirit, my confidence, my vision, my goals.  One tiny step after another and I literally brainwashed my mind back to believing in bountiful self-love and respect.  And then miraculously… my body healed.  The excess fat vanished.  Relationships blossomed.  Money started to flow.  Opportunities opened up everywhere!    

 

And I’m back!  I’m living the dream!  I’m capable of accomplishing anything I put my mind to!  And so are you!

 

Heal the gaping hole in your gut properly.  For real this time!

 

Life can be so ridiculously abundant and fun! 

 

I send you great love.  I send you great strength.  You are worthy of so much more!

 

Take my hand…. And I’ll show you a better way!

 

And as always…

Love yourself for you are extraordinary!

 

See you back here next Monday!

 

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Purchase your copy of the sensational new release,

“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

A Starter’s Guide To Freedom!  A Journey Back To Your Greatness!

 

Get Yours Today!

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

 

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I don’t care who you are, how much money you have, how old you are or what you do for a living. 

 

I’ve become a firm believer that every human on the planet, with the exception of very few, has some degree of emotional turmoil churning in their gut.  It’s a smoldering sort of pain that seems to develop over time.  I believe that for most people, it has ached for so long now that they’ve actually come to accept this gnawing raw feeling as normal. 

 

I believe this internal sadness develops as the devastating loss of self-respect, worth and love for oneself takes over. 

 

In my mind, it’s a nasty inner knowing that you’ve never quite reached your potential in life, never quite achieved what you were after, never followed your most precious goals and dreams through to their fruition, never demanded of life the respect, love and abundance you wholeheartedly deserve,

 

…And likely never will! 

 

Instead, you have decided to “Believe” that all the nonsense they said about you is true.  You have decided that since you’re not worthy of all the good stuff in life anyway, it’s just best to “Settle” for whatever second-rate scrapings the passage of time tosses over to you.

 

Metaphorically speaking, it’s an inner sadness, a lifelong disappointment in yourself, a gaping hole in your gut which to this day drives every decision you make. 

 

What experiences caused this loss of self-love and respect… only you will know.  How it was caused… only you will know.  When it was caused or by whom… only you will know. 

 

But fixing it by restoring yourself to a healthy level of self-love, self-respect and self-worth, in my opinion, is the only thing that will cause the gut-rot you’ve lived with for decades to finally vanish.  Learning to love and respect yourself again is the only meaningful and lasting way to repair your body, your mind, your relationships, your finances and every other aspect of your life that’s in a state of turmoil.   

 

Buying “stuff” isn’t going to fix anything!  More debt, more drugs, more diets, more trips will do nothing but add to your problems.  In fact the entire cycle I’ve described in this article, that you may or may not be caught up in, is nothing but a toxic cyclone that bit by precious little bit destroys your life! 

 

The only thing that can change it, repair it, fill it, restore it, is a dramatic change in your mind set.  A dramatic change in how you treat yourself, how you talk to yourself, how much you love yourself, as well as how much abuse you will or will not tolerate from the world around you as you move forward.

 

But please let me be clear here;

 

When I speak of restoring your self-love, I’m most definitely not referring to vanity!  I’m talking about loving yourself at the very core.  Forgiving yourself, encouraging yourself, believing in yourself, being kind to yourself.  Positive self-talk is a great place to start and is such a healthy thing.  And none of it costs a dime!

 

So it’s completely your choice!  Make change or don’t!  If you’re happy in your cesspool of fear, panic, worry, stress, disappointment and downright lack of freedom, then shut this down and move on to another website my friend because there’s plenty of them out there that will suck you into nothing but “more of the same”.

 

But if you’ve finally reached the point in life where you can’t stand the way things are for another second… Where you not only know that things must change… But are willing to start changing…  then I congratulate you!  

 

 

Embarking on a journey of self-improvement is a choice that is made when one is ready for change.  You can’t force it on a person any more than you can force someone to quit smoking.  If you are ready for positive change… then you are ready!  If you are not… then forget it!

 

Often times people make change in their life when they just can’t stand the pain of it any longer.  How about you?  Are you ready?

 

 

 

 

Something to think about…

 

I recently drove into a small plaza in the town where I live and parked alongside a dark blue pick-up truck.  I smiled as I opened my door and glanced back at the beautiful retriever that was sitting in the open box of the truck beside me. 

 

As I walked toward the door of the shop, I heard the dog whimpering softly as if he was in pain.  Feeling for the handsome canine, I turned and walked back to the open window of the pick-up to speak with the dog’s owner.

 

“Excuse me sir.  I don’t mean to be rude, but your dog is crying back there.  It sounds as if he is in pain.  Is there anything I can do to help?” I asked with concern.

 

“The dog is fine!” the owner shot back at me then turned his head away. 

 

Having been bluntly put in my place, I turned back toward the shop to carry on with my task.  I took a few steps just as the dog’s painful whimper turned into an excruciating yelp.

 

Unable to stop myself, I returned to the driver and questioned him a second time. “I’m sorry sir, but your dog is clearly in pain.  Is he alright?”

 

“I already told you lady, the dog is just fine,” he repeated with irritation. 

 

Once again I ventured toward the shop, but as I reached to open the door, the dog started howling uncontrollably with loud, agonizing shrieks.

 

Having grown angry by this point, I stomped back to the truck and glared at the driver who was sitting completely relaxed, seemingly unmoved by the state of his dog.

 

“Sir, I’m going to ask you one more time,” I stated with fury.  “What’s wrong with your dog?”

 

The driver turned his head slowly toward me and without the slightest bit of alarm he replied, “Well lady, if you really must know… the dog is in so much pain…. because he is sitting on a nail.”

 

“Sitting on a nail?” I gasped.  “Why that’s horrible!  He must be in terrible pain.  Why doesn’t he get off it?”

 

The man’s reply was simple and calmly stated, “Well, I guess he won’t get off the nail because it just isn’t hurting him enough yet…”

 

So my beloved reader…

 

How bad is your nail hurting?

 

Bad enough to get off it yet?

 

 

See you back here next Monday!

 

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Check back for Part #6 of this article next Monday!

 

Purchase your copy of the sensational new release,

“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

A Starter’s Guide To Freedom!  A Journey Back To Your Greatness!

 

Get Yours Today!

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

 

For permission to use this article inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com

 

 


So how about you? 

 

Is there an area of your life that could use a little attention, a little change, a little nurturing, a little honesty… a little growth?

 

So how about you?  What’s not working?  Think about it for minute! 

 

What’s next?  What desperate course of action will you take now to resolve the state of bedlam you live in?  What irrational decision is the gaping hole in your gut causing you to make this time?  And how much worse will things get because of it? 

 

If nothing changes, then nothing changes!  It’s the same path of destruction you’ve been walking on for years – And it leads to no where New! 

 

More of the same kind of thinking leads to more of the same kind of decisions, which will give you nothing but more of the same kind of results!  If nothing changes, then nothing changes!  It’s more of the same kind of stress, worry, depression, defeat and a whole lot more nasty gut-rot!

 

What area (or areas) of your life are admittedly at this moment nothing short of a train wreck? 

 

Is there a mysterious shortage of cash seemingly all the time?  Are there always bills that you can’t pay?  Are you drowning in credit card debt?  Are collectors calling your cell phone everyday now or harassing you at work?  Did you buy a home, a truck, a trailer, a car, a boat, a time-share or anything else that you blatantly could not afford but somehow convinced yourself that you could? 

 

Are your relationships nothing but adversity? 

 

How’s your health?  How many bottles of pills have you got lined up across your windowsill at this moment?  And how do you feel if you don’t gulp down a handful of assorted drugs everyday? 

 

How about your kids?  Are they physically and mentally thriving?  Or are they struggling emotionally in their own right? 

 

What’s happening in your career?  Are you advancing?  Are you fulfilled?  Are you paid what you’re worth?  Are you leaping out of bed every morning brimming with excitement because you just can’t wait to get to work? 

 

… Somehow I doubt it very much!

 

If you pause your busy life for 5 minutes, put the world on mute, are open, willing and honest and take an objective look at the problems in your life, I believe you’d be amazed at what you see. 

 

So much needless suffering!  So much pointless lack!  So much unnecessary disease and illness!  So much fear, anxiety, stress, worry and depression!  So much self-inflicted sorrow! 

 

… And so much of it didn’t need to happen! 

 

You are not a victim in life so stop kidding yourself!  The mayhem in which you live is such because you made it so!  You caused it!  You controlled it all every step of the way!  You determined in precise detail exactly what would and would not come into your life!  You may not have realized it at the time, but you consented to it all!  You invited it in!  You allowed the disaster in which you live to transpire.  You chose!  Even if that choice was to allow someone else to choose for you (a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child, a sales person, a bank manager)You allowed it! 

 

And if someone else does control you and make decisions for you, then that is your choice as well.  You chose to give away your freedom, to give away your personal right to chose what’s best for you. You chose to let someone else make decisions for you, on your behalf, for the betterment of your life… supposedly.    

 

And if you have allowed someone to belittle you in this manner, then somehow, somewhere along the path you came to believe that others could make better choices for you than you could make for yourself!  And in my humble opinion… that was your first mistake! 

 

Letting others do the thinking about what affects your life is a clear indication of how little self-love, self-respect and self-confidence you really have!  Nobody knows you better than you!  So how can they choose what’s best for you?  Look at the mess you’ve found yourself in because instead of believing in your own abilities…you gave away your right of choice.  You allowed yourself to be heavily influenced by people who are no where near qualified for the task of being an expert on YOU and designing your life! 

 

But whether you make your own choices or you don’t… (bringing the story full circle)… making irrational, illogical, unwise decisions, (the ones that bring nothing but more crisis, the ones that you think will somehow fill the gaping hole), likely stems from the appalling garbage you were programmed with as a child! 

 

Limiting beliefs!

 

Destructive thoughts!

 

Self-hatred!

 

Deprivation and lack!

 

Fear and insecurity!

 

Mental programming such as…

 

We can’t afford it!  There is no money!  We’re broke!  There are no jobs!  Money is the root of all evil!  Just go pick it off the money tree in the back yard! 

 

Who the hell do you think you are anyway?  You’re not going anywhere!

 

You can’t do that!  You’ll never get a job!  You’re not capable! 

 

Be careful, you might get hurt!  Be careful, you might get sick!

 

 Be careful, you might fall down!  Be careful, you might be disappointed! 

 

Real men don’t cry!  Women are delicate, fragile and dependent!

 

Don’t start the business of your dreams, you’ll go broke and lose everything! Then everyone will laugh!  Why risk it?  Play it safe!  Just get a job with a good pension & the company will take care of you! 

 

You will become a lawyer!  You will become a doctor!  You will work in the family business!  You will get married and have children!

 

You’re not smart enough!  You’re not tall enough!  You’ll never amount to anything!

 

You’re too fat, too thin, too big, too small, too fast, too slow, too old!

 

You just don’t measure up!  You’re just simply not GOOD ENOUGH!

 

 

Years of rejection!  Decades of people judging your worth!  A life time of never quite measuring-up to the standards of those who claim qualified to appraise you. 

 

You know what I’m talking about here!  This garbage came from parents, relatives, friends, coaches, teachers, religious leaders.  It came from the full range of dysfunctional people who influenced you over the years. 

 

The messages you received in the manner in which you received them may be different than mine, but one way or another we all got them!  And one way or another… sadly… we all came to believe them.  We let this garbage sink in, take form and then limit who we are and all we’re here to accomplish.

 

It was programmed by some … out of love and concern.  “Be careful, you might get hurt!  Just play it safe!  Don’t take risks!  Don’t step out on a limb or be different!  People will laugh at you!  Then you’ll be sad and disappointed when it doesn’t work out!”

 

It was programmed by others with a thirst for power and a need to dominate someone weaker.  I guess in a very sick way this behaviour made them feel better about their own worth. 

 

In my own case, fear, doubt and venomous self-hatred were programmed deeply using psychotic mental and physical abuse! 

 

But none-the-less however you got it and whomever gave it to you, it was an unrelenting stream of limiting suggestions.  Falsehoods you were brainwashed to believe as true. 

 

Let me enlighten you here…

 

If you’re told you’re a worthless piece of crap enough times over the years, YOU WILL come to believe it.  If you’re told you’re incapable or unworthy enough times over the years, YOU WILL come to believe it.  You will come to act it out!  You will come to live it!  Even though it is the furthest thing from the truth!

 

Over time, these limiting suggestions take form and warp the magnificent person you used to be.  They skew everything that you once dreamed possible!  They install a deep inner sadness, an enduring state of disappointment.  They implant fear, worry and a critical need to hide the embarrassing truth about what you now believe you are.  Incapable!  Unworthy!  Broke!  Average and Ordinary! 

 

And in the end… you settle for it.  It becomes your reality.  It becomes who you are today.  It becomes a gaping hole in your gut!  And it’ll haunt you for the rest of your life!  It’ll haunt you… until the day arrives that you finally decide to change it! 

 

This destructive conditioning of the mind takes on a power of its own.  Without a sliver of truth to it, it shapes every aspect of your life.  It controls the decisions you make as an adult.  Instead of trusting yourself, loving yourself, respecting yourself and believing you can accomplish anything, it stifles you.  It sucks the air from your lungs!  It slaughters your dreams.  It kills your desires.  And the joy, fulfillment, abundance, love and learning that you’re here to experience vanish before your very eyes. 

 

Then what you do? 

 

You submit to it of course!  And average and ordinary is exactly what you become!  You put your head down.  You step into line.  You follow the herd!  You become exactly the same as everyone else on this planet! 

 

You struggle.  You get tired.  You get sick.  And then you give up!    

 

It’s a terrible waste of time.  It’s a devastating loss of self.

 

Most people don’t even really like themselves let alone believe they have the ability to simply GO FOR IT and make their dreams come true! 

 

Though they express it in different ways, they secretly believe they’re the biggest loser in the world!  They’re the one that never measures up!  They’re the one that’s simply not as good as the rest! 

 

So what do you do then? 

 

Well my friend I’ll tell you. 

 

As the anguish in the pit of your stomach becomes unbearable, you try to ease the suffering.  But since you don’t really understand what the feeling is or how it came to be, you don’t really know how to fix it.  So you guess!  Thus the unwise, illogical, irrational decisions begin. 

 

Driven by a mental force that you don’t understand, you say, “Maybe if I buy a big fancy house I will feel better about myself.  A big fancy house will surely impress others.  And if I impress others and they think I’m rich and successful, then I’ll feel better about myself.  Right?”

 

So whether your financial situation allows it or not – You Buy!  Buy!  Buy!  Round and round you go.

 

A new house, a new truck, a new outfit, a trip to Hawaii, maybe a new relationship!  You try it all… but none of it fixes how you feel about yourself deep down inside!  None of it seems to last or truly solve the problem!

 

In spite of it all, that gaping hole still hurts!  It hasn’t gone away.

 

So what do you do next?

 

You eat more – You drink more – You smoke more – You work more – You sleep more – or you sedate yourself more to avoid feeling anything at all.

 

But still, none of it seems to work!  None of it has sorted out the mess you’re in or the unhappiness you feel.

 

I’m willing to bet that your way of thinking and the degree of which you love and respect yourself has everything to do with the problems in your life.  All of your self-inflicted sorrow stems from your level of personal worth.  It stems from who you “think” you are and are not – from what you think you’re worth or not worth. 

 

It’s all stems from the value you’ve been instilled with and come to believe as true.  One way or another, all the decisions you’ve made (both good and bad) are external expressions of what you feel you are worth.  It’s been your desperate means of filling the gaping hole and calling a halt to the pain you can no longer stand.

 

And as for your money problems…

 

If you subconsciously believe you are unworthy because somebody a long time ago told you it was so, then you likely either live in a terrible state of poverty and lack or hide behind a facade of grandeur that you really can’t afford as you to try to convince the neighbourhood of your worth.   

 

But behind closed doors… all the debt, the worry, the stress you live with every second of the day continues to remind you of your die-hard belief in that you are worth nothing and  incapable of achieving true greatness!

 

In my mind… this is the greatest tragedy of all! 

 

You are worthy of so much more!

 

Have you had enough mental anguish yet?  Are you sick and tired of being sick and tired?

 

Is it time for some real change in your life and in your way of thinking?  Think about it!

 

See you back here next Monday!

 

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(Part #3)

So when all the Stuff just hasn’t cut-it, hasn’t changed a thing and the bank won’t lend you any more money because you’re drowning in debt… and still you don’t feel any better about yourself… what do you do next?  How do you cope?  What’s the next step?

 

What’s the next desperate course of action to fill the gaping hole in your gut?

 

Well… many people choose to go on Anti-Depressants!  After all… pills must be the answer… Right?

 

In my opinion, Anti-Depressants are often used as an ineffective strategy by which people try to cope with the mess they’ve made of their lives.  Everyday, thousands of little pills are swallowed for nothing other than to calm the emotional turmoil churning in the gut.  Somehow in people’s warn-out, exhausted minds they came to believe that taking Anti-Depressants is the only way to make things better.  They think that numbing themselves will somehow repair the disorder in their lives. 

 

Well… I’ve been there!  Done that!  A couple of times actually!  And I commit to you that filling your body with chemicals, denying, blaming, numbing and avoiding the truth does very little to repair the damage you’ve caused to yourself thus far.

 

But make no mistake about it!  Millions of people do it everyday!  Millions of people come to rely on Anti-Depressants as the only answer! 

 

But do they really work?  Do these little pills make it all go away, make it all better? 

 

They didn’t for me!  The bill collectors, the debt, the fat, the depression, the self-hatred were all still there.  For me, Anti-Depressants did nothing but delay what I really needed to face.  They just put-off what needed to be dealt with, forgiven, healed and paid.

 

So!  Now you’re drowning in debt, consumed in guilt, fear and shame, slugging around an extra sixty pounds of body fat… AND taking Anti-Depressants just so you can get through your day! 

 

Isn’t life just a bowl of cherries! 

 

So what’s next?  What happens next on the path of self-destruction so many walk along? 

 

Well… your marriage and other treasured relationships fall apart of course!

 

Which in turn leads to what? 

 

Predictably, your kids come to feel your stress, your ongoing unhappiness.  They become confused, frustrated and then very angry.  They get downright furious about the situation you’ve placed them in. 

 

You were the adult!  You were supposed to be so wise!  You were supposed to have all the answers!  You were supposed to have it all together! 

 

But in their eyes…. and in their anger … you simply didn’t!

 

So what do your infuriated kids do next to feel better about themselves?

 

They head straight out into the big bad world to find a way to ease their own pain!  Now your kids have to find a means in which to fill the gaping hole in their own guts because the environment they were raised in was full of stress, anger, resentment, debt and materialism.  Now your kids have critical emotional needs unfulfilled!  Not to mention that because you accumulated so much debt, you’ve had to work every waking hour of your life just to keep up with the payments!  Of course this leaves virtually no time for you to spend with them!  There is no time to watch your daughter’s dance class or your son’s hockey game because you have to work.  You have time for nothing but work!  Having a casual conversation with your kid in the morning is just not a luxury that you have…. is it?  You’re just too damn busy making a living!  You’re too damn busy making payments!

 

Your kid realizes this!  So what does she do next?

 

She goes off and uses sex, drugs, cigarettes, booze, crime, over-eating, anorexia, bulimia, cutting or Heaven forbid suicide… all in an attempt to ease her own pain and feel better about herself!    

 

Do you see the vicious circle of self-destruction here? 

 

Somewhere… Somebody… Has to make it Stop!

 

So!  Now your marriage is over, your kids are in trouble, your debt-load is volcanic, you’re destroying your body with pills, you’re eighty pounds overweight and still you don’t feel any better about yourself!  Still that gaping hole in your gut exists!  But it not only exists, it hurts so badly now that it’s driving you to make even MORE of the most unwise, illogical, irrational decisions possible! 

 

So what’s next?  Your life is in the gutter and you feel worse than ever about yourself.  None of the material crap has worked.  Trips and changing cities did nothing.  Pills haven’t fixed the mess!  What’s next?  What could possibly be next?

 

Is more medication the only answer?  Is sedating yourself completely the only way out? 

 

… Some people think so!

 

So I ask you… after years of debilitating stress, worry, denial and popping pills… what happens to a person?  Where does it all lead?

 

Well one thing is for certain.  The body breaks down of course!    

 

The body is an extraordinary machine when treated with respect.  But it WILL cave to the pressure if you abuse it long enough and then disease is INEVITABLE!  You can count on it!

 

So!  Now you’re not feeling so great.  In fact you seem to be sick most of the time.  But because of your debt-load and the trouble with your kids you have no choice but to just keep on keeping on. 

 

So you do… for a short while longer.

 

Then in time you say to yourself…

 

Okay, so the first marriage didn’t work out so well. 

 

And…  I guess the bankruptcy and losing my home and truck weren’t all that humiliating.  The kids are a mess but someday they’ll pull themselves together. I’m not really feeling so great anymore but there’s nothing I can do about that. 

 

So what do I do now?  What’s next?

 

Well since you believe that none of that disaster was your fault and that there’s absolutely nothing about YOU that might need fixing or changing, you head straight out and start searching for a new partner.  Surely a new relationship is just the thing that will make you happy and fill the gaping hole in your gut!  A new partner, better than the last one is just the thing to secure your happiness!  Right?

 

But funny enough, the second marriage doesn’t turn out much different than the first.  And because you learned nothing from your previous spending habits, your financial situation is now actually worse.  And just for good measure, you’ve gained another twenty pounds which has only increased the wear and tear on your poor old body! 

 

What an unbelievable mess!  Nothing has gotten better!  No matter how hard you’ve tried over the years nothing has improved!

 

Funny how it all works aye!

 

And round and round you go!  Round and round!  Round and round!  Like a mouse in a maze!

 

So!  Let me stop this whirlwind of nonsense for a moment.  Let me toss in a small bit of personal experience and give you a piece of humble advice!

 

Here it is…

 

If nothing changes… then nothing changes!

 

If nothing changes… then nothing changes!

 

If nothing changes… then nothing changes!

 

So stop kidding yourself!  Stop denying the truth in that you may need to do some work on YOU before anything in your life will change or get better!

 

The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results!

 

Who and what you attract into your life and who and what you’re attracted to, whether it be positive or negative, loving and supportive or abusive is in direct correlation to who you are at that moment and the degree of which you love and respect yourself! 

 

(Please read the above paragraph again out loud to yourself three more times right now!)  It is critical that you understand it!

 

I have a friend in his mid-forties whose marriage crumbled about five years ago.  He was traumatized by the event but chose to take no blame for the demise.  So instead of doing some soul searching, some self-improvement or taking the time to heal and rethink things, he went on a frenzied search to find a new partner.  Desperation hardly describes my friend’s behaviour over the past five years.  He’s an anxious groom-in-waiting searching for a bride-that-will-settle-for-him as he is now.  But over time, his prospects haven’t gotten any brighter.  He’s changed nothing about himself since his divorce and yet he wonders why women don’t hang around him long.

 

Every three months there’s a new woman in his life, a new candidate for marriage.  But three months seems to be the limit.  Every one of them bail-out and want nothing further to do with him.  He wants a wife so badly that it almost seems like it doesn’t matter who it is as long as he’s not alone anymore. 

 

He moved the last woman into his house within weeks of the relationship starting.  His internal logic was… If he moves her in immediately and they live together, then it would be more difficult or at least more complicated for her to leave him when the time came.  But leave him she did!  Almost three months to the day!

 

This man “wants what he wants” but refuses to change anything about himself to get it.  He refuses to fix the gaping hole in his gut first!  He refuses to take the time to heal and restore his very low level of self-love and self-respect.  He refuses to take responsibility for the less than endearing aspects of his personality.  After all, the long list of failed relationships isn’t his fault!  There’s nothing about him that needs fix’n!    

 

“I just haven’t found the Right woman yet!”  He boasts with confidence. 

 

And he’ll keep up this ridiculous behaviour.  He’ll keep losing partners and he’ll keep living alone all because he refuses to work on himself first!  He refuses to change the things about himself that women find so repulsive.  He refuses to fill that gaping hole in his gut, heal his inner pain and restore what he lost as a child!  If only he’d fix the hole properly then the perfect partner would appear.

 

Yes he’s my friend and he’s a nice guy, but if nothing changes… then nothing changes!

 

He’ll keep trapping’em and they’ll keep running.  Round and round he’ll go until the day arrives that he finally gets it.  He has to change himself first.  He has to start loving himself, respecting himself, healing himself from the past… before he’ll attract the “Right” partner or any of the other good stuff into his life!

 

So how about you? 

 

Is there an area of your life that could use a little attention, a little change, a little nurturing, a little honesty… a little growth?

 

So how about you?   What’s not working?  What’s next?  Think about it! 

 

See you back here next Monday!

 

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Check back for Part #4 of this article next Monday!

 

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Buy!  Buy!  Buy!  More and more stuff! 

 

How many unwise, illogical, irrational decisions have you made in the past all in an attempt to feel better about yourself? 

 

If I BUY more I’ll feel better.

 

If I EAT more I’ll feel better.

 

If I DRINK more booze or SMOKE more cigarettes I’ll feel better about myself

 

…or to be honest… at the very least… I’ll escape from who I am and where I am for a short while longer.

 

Trips and geographical changes are also used to ease the suffering. 

 

Sit on the beach in Maui for two weeks, bake in the sun and enjoy fabulous frozen drinks with umbrellas sticking out them and surely you’ll feel better about that gaping hole in your gut.  Surely just “Getting away from it all” is the answer!

 

Have a lovely time on the beach… because inevitably when you get home from that very expensive trip, that raw aching feeling in your gut will be right there where you left it!  It’ll greet you at the door, assume a comfortable position in the pit of your stomach and resume its disturbance with that same old familiar ache of an important, yet still unfulfilled emotional need! 

 

Some people actually move from province to province or state to state convincing themselves that a geographical change is the cure all.  Surely a new town, a new state, a new country is the answer!  Or so they want to believe!

 

But I commit to you my beloved reader…

“Wherever YOU are… There YOU are!” 

 

Your place of residence may change, your furniture, your car, your clothing may change, your hair style and colour may change… but at the end of the day none of this matters because none of this works!

 

Wherever you go and whatever silly game you want to play to pretend it doesn’t hurt and however long you want to hide behind that thick crusted wall of denial before you face the truth… You’re still stuck with YOU!  You’re still stuck with who YOU are and all that YOU believe YOU are not! 

 

You’re still stuck with those antiquated warn-out beliefs that you bought into about yourself as being true decades ago!  You bought into them as being true because somebody older who claimed to be wiser said they was so.  But my kind and loving friend listen to me closely… You were an innocent, impressionable child back then… and they were all lies!  They were debilitating, demeaning, destructive lies and to this day they hold you back from the life of your dreams.  To this day they drive every decision you make for yourself in every aspect of your life!  To this day they remain as the hollow, gaping hole in your gut! 

And to this day it still hurts!

 

You were perfect when you came into this world!  And you are perfect now!  You just have to convince yourself of this!

 

No big fancy house, car, trip or piece of clothing will truly change the way you feel about yourself at the core.  They may offer a temporary lift for a short period of time, but sooner or later that missing chunk, that part that was stolen, that value that you bought into and placed upon yourself a long time ago will haunt you once again.  It’ll haunt you until you stop the merry-go-round of craziness! 

 

Stop living with the lethal drug of denial and FIX THE GAPING HOLE PROPERLY!  Fix it once and for all… and then get on with the life of your dreams!  Return to your own personal greatness! 

 

There are thousands of ways that people try to mask or escape what they’re feeling inside, what they’re feeling about themselves, what they believe their value to be or their capabilities are.

 

But I commit to you – None of these methods can fill the gaping hole in your gut.  Not a better truck, a bigger home, a new outfit or a Gucci handbag!  Not a cigarette, a bottle of whiskey or a box of donuts!  Not a television show or a new electronic!  None of this stuff fixes that nagging, empty feeling in your gut.  None of it will heal the part of you that’s missing.  Not now!  Not in the future!  Not Ever! 

But people keep trying it anyway. 

 

Why do you think “Diets” don’t work? 

 

In my humble opinion they don’t work because “Eating” simply isn’t the core issue.  Overeating is not the underlying problem in the person’s life any more than Overspending is.  Overeating or under-eating is just the means by which people try to avoid, hide behind or alleviate the pain they’re feeling, the lowly measurement of themselves or more clearly… what they feel they’re worth. 

 

If a person truly loves and values himself at the core and has a healthy self-esteem with a healthy sense of significance, contribution and worth, then he knows the value of his body and treats it with the utmost respect.  He feeds it good, wholesome, healthy foods in the exact quantity that it requires… nothing more and nothing less!  And in return his body responds with vitality, energy, fitness, lack of disease and zest for life!  It’s the way the body was designed to behave!  It’s how it’s supposed to function! 

 

But so often now due to low self-esteem, zero personal worth and a host of other negative beliefs about the self, the body is no longer treated as the temple of life or the place in which your spirit dwells.  It is trashed on a daily basis!  It’s considered nothing more than a dilapidated shed subject to severe and unreasonable abuse!  It is fed nothing but garbage in gluttonous quantities.  It’s deprived of daily exercise and proper time to rest, heal and restore.  It’s driven by all the negative aspects of life that the media constantly bombards us with.  Then we have the nerve to act surprised when disease or rapid unnatural aging sets in and steals the precious time we have left!

 

All of this!  Everyday!  For years!  And we wonder why Cancer and other horrible diseases are running ramped through our bodies and across the globe!

 

It’s not about controlling your food portions!  It’s about the gaping hole in your gut!  It’s about fixing what’s really broken here!  It’s about learning to love yourself again!  It’s about coming to respect and honour who you are, what you’re here for and all you have to contribute to the lives of others! 

 

If you learn to love and respect yourself as you did in the beginning… the weight will fall off, the body will heal and the life you’ve been desperately searching for will commence.

 

Tell me honestly, does it in some rational logical way make sense to you why so many humans on this planet… Spend more money than they make?   Does that make sense to you?

 

Does it make sense to you why so many people feel it necessary to… Eat three times the amount of food that their bodies actually need to sustain life?  Does that make sense to you?

 

Why do we eat eight donuts instead of one? 

 

Why do we drink six cans of cola instead of eight glasses of water? 

 

Why do we take on a $600 / month loan payment on a $50,000 pick-up truck when we already can’t pay the bills that we have?

 

Why do we do this?  Why do we think More is better?”  Why do we believe that More will somehow fix how we feel about ourselves?” 

 

Does any of this make rationale sense to you?

 

Not likely… but people still do it!

 

Maybe, just maybe… these behaviours are just the off-shoots, the external expressions of inner personal pain? 

 

And if this is the case, then does it mean that overspending, obesity, anorexia, alcoholism, drug addiction, abuse, crime, poverty, depression and debt are just the external expressions of very intense inner pain and self-hatred? 

 

Maybe… Just maybe!

 

And if this is so… then does it make sense that if we turn the self-hatred back into self-love and self-respect then will it all disappear? 

 

I’m willing to bet it will!

 

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After a long period of time, some people eventually come to realize that their irrational behaviour of overspending, overeating, overdrinking, over-drugging or moving to a new place did nothing more than give them temporary or sporadic relief from the gaping hole.  It offered a brief emotional lift, a quick rush of exhilaration.  But did it fix who they are or the degree of which they love and respect themselves? 

 

No!  

 

As reality set in, like a sugar-high, they came crashing down to earth feeling worse about themselves than they did before they bought the item, ate the donut, drank the whiskey or took the drugs.

 

So when all the stuff just hasn’t cut-it, hasn’t changed a thing and the bank simply won’t lend you any more money to buy anything else that you can’t afford because you’re already drowning in debt… and still you don’t feel any better about yourself… what do you do next?  How do you cope?  What’s the next step?

 

What’s the next desperate course of action that a person takes to fill the gaping hole in his gut?

 

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Check back for Part #3 of this article next Monday!

 

 

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“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

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How big is the gaping hole in your gut? 

 

You know what I mean.  I’m talking about that empty, nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach that lingers on with the sole purpose of reminding you that some aspect of your life remains unfulfilled. 

 

Maybe that pestering hole came from never seeking the approval of a parent back when you were a child.  Maybe it came from deprivation when you were a teenager, only knowing lack, never excelling at anything in particular, never feeling as good as the rest of them. 

 

It could be a million different things that caused that irritating cavern in your gut way back when.  But now as an adult you’ve found that this nasty feeling has done nothing over the years but fester into a hollow aching aspect of Who you are in lifeWhere you are in life … and…  ALL that you feel you are not! 

 

How raw is the enormous hole in your gut? 

 

Has it hurt so much for so long that you don’t even feel the sting of it anymore? 

 

Have you lived with it for so many years that you’ve accepted the pain as what you now consider normal?

 

At one point in your life, a forlorn emptiness affixed itself to the pit of your stomach.  And in my humble opinion this is the direct result of an important emotional need that to this day remains unfulfilled.    

 

Taking an honest moment with yourself, you just might realize that this decayed cavity of discontent now dictates and directs just about everything you do as an adult.  It seems to take over your psyche and most times causes you to make some of the most unwise, illogical, irrational decisions possible. 

 

You arrived on this planet as a perfect human being. 

 

In the beginning… you loved yourself unconditionally!   You had a divine appreciation and respect for who you were and all that you were here to accomplish and learn. 

 

But through times of dysfunctional programming, likely as a child, something went askew.  Something happened (or perhaps many things happened) that over time convinced you that you were just kidding yourself.  In no way should you consider yourself perfect and whole.  In fact, (they told you) you should actually “Fear” most things in life and that living in a constant state of “Doubt” about yourself was not only socially acceptable but mandatory if you intended to blend into society at all. 

 

Yes!  Some thing or some one (a long time ago) caused you uncertainty about an aspect of yourself!  Whatever it was that happened or was said to you… whether it was logical or not… You then bought into it as being the truth!

 

You may feel confident in some areas of life, but in others… something’s been stolen… and to this day has never been found. 

 

So what do people do to compensate for this missing chunk of their soul?  How do they escape the nagging emptiness in their gut?

 

They pretend of course!

 

Like an ongoing game of charades, you find yourself acting out the role of a successful well balanced adult even though it’s not even close to how you really feel.  But still… you do your best to convince the world that nothing’s missing and you’ve got your act together!

 

You may portrait yourself as the perfect parent because after all… you and your kids have the best clothes that money can buy! 

 

Your house is the biggest on the street.  Spotless and meticulously decorated it’s sure to impress the entourage of people you feel the need to entertain each week. 

 

But is this enough?  Does expensive clothing and a beautiful home fill the gaping hole in your gut?

 

No!  Of course not! 

 

Expensive clothes and a pretentious house aren’t enough to make you feel better!  So what do you do then? 

 

Well… You buy more of course! 

 

Surely MORE is the answer! Surely MORE will make you feel better about yourself! 

 

So shortly after the purchase of the massive house, a new 2012 pick-up truck gleams like a trophy in the driveway for all to admire as they pass. 

 

But is this enough?  Does expensive clothing, a beautiful home and a new truck fill the gaping hole in your gut?

 

No!  Of course not! 

 

Surprisingly… none of this has worked!  None of this has filled the empty hole!  None of this has made you truly feel better about yourself and your own worth!  So what do you do then? 

 

Well… You buy more of course!  Surely MORE stuff is the answer! 

 

So you buy more!  And then you buy more after that!  And then you buy more and more after that! 

 

You rationalize to yourself…

 

  • Maybe a big screen television will make me feel better about myself because everyone will think I am rich! 

 

  • Maybe a home theatre system will do it!  I’ll look very successful then!

 

  • Maybe a trip to Hawaii is the answer!  Neighbours will be jealous of me for sure!

 

  • Maybe if my kid plays AAA hockey, then everyone will know how great I am!

 

And on… and on… and on this insanity goes!

 

You eventually stumble through the front door of your beautiful home in a state of pure exhaustion.  You drop your leather jacket and Gucci hand-bag on the table as you pass.

 

You flop in front of your computer hoping to read an email that will brighten your day but instead receive an urgent alert from your bank manager.  Your chest tightens as you roll your eyes in disgust knowing it’s the 5th urgent alert from the bank this month.  But you’ve ignored them all!  Stressed and embarrassed you cast profanity at the screen behaving as if it’s the bank’s fault that you haven’t paid your bills and not your own. 

 

You hold your breath as you force yourself to open the email.  Plunging into a full-blown anxiety attack the gaping hole in your gut starts to hemorrhage as you read the words. 

 

Final Notice!

 Make your past-due mortgage payments immediately or we will foreclose on the house!

 

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How common this scenario is today! 

 

Please let me clarify something…

 

A big house full of new furniture with an expensive truck in the driveway hardly means the family living there is rich or has a ton of cash!  It doesn’t necessarily mean they’re successful in life.  It doesn’t mean they are better than you, that they love who they are or they have done everything right. 

 

More often than not it just means that they signed their name on the dotted line… again! 

 

More loans!  More credit cards!  More unnecessary debt!  More expenses they can’t afford but take on in an effort to try to feel better about themselves… to try to feel greater worth, more esteemed, more secure, more respected.  They’re still trying to fill that gaping hole!  But they never will in this manner because you just can’t fill it with stuff!  They fool no one but themselves!

 

The very interesting and all too common part of this scenario is that the financial pit that people dig themselves into as described above isn’t usually due to a job loss.  The extreme shortage of cash in their lives isn’t usually due to an unexpected illness or death in the family.

 

It is typically due to their ongoing and desperate attempt to fill the empty hole in their gut, to find what’s missing in their lives, to feel belief, love and respect for themselves again.  And they think they can do it with stuff! 

 

Buy!  Buy!  Buy!  More and more stuff! 

 

How many unwise, illogical, irrational decisions have you made in the past all in an attempt to feel better about yourself? 

 

If I BUY more I’ll feel better.

 

If I EAT more I’ll feel better.

 

If I DRINK more booze or SMOKE more cigarettes I’ll feel better about myself

 

…or at the very least… I’ll escape from who I am and where I am for a little while longer!

 

Check back for Part #2 of this article next Monday!

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Purchase your copy of the sensational new release,

“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

A Starter’s Guide To Freedom!  A Journey Back To Your Greatness!

 

Get Yours Today!

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

 

For permission to use this article inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com

 


Have you been brainwashed to lose in life? 

 

More often than not, children at a young age are literally brainwashed into thinking a certain way about themselves. 

 

Through a process called Heterosuggestion children are bombarded with comments, ideas and statements made to them by other people. 

 

In a healthy functional home, a child hears positive, affirming messages promoting the glory of who he is and all he will accomplish during his lifetime.  This child is programmed to believe he’s an extraordinary human being and that life has no limits.  He’s assured that the world is an unlimited oyster of opportunity and with the right attitude he can accomplish anything.    

 

But in a less than ideal home, which seems to be the vast majority, the child is repeatedly told of his impending failure in life.  He’s lovingly programmed that he has no special traits or talents and that his dreams are nothing but idle nonsense. 

 

Over time, the child comes to believe that he’ll never rise above what his parents are and that a lifetime of average and ordinary is what he has to look forward to. 

 

Grow up.  Get a job.  Get married.  Have a couple kids.  Spend more than you make.  Leverage yourself to the hilt!  And then stress and worry about your mounting debt load until the day your body caves in to the pressure!

 

It’s who we’ve become as a society!

 

With this type of caustic programming, a mediocre life, just scraping by with a body full of disease is the child’s inevitable future. 

 

Most times this harmful brainwashing is implanted without intended harm.  Merely passing along their own dysfunction, parents instill their warped beliefs and worries into the young, impressionable people they love the most.  They tell their kids to take the road that everyone travels, for it is safest, easiest and most predictable.  Don’t be different.  Don’t step out of the box.  I don’t know why… But just don’t!      

 

But mom!  I really want to be an astronaut when I grow up!

 

Sorry honey, but…

 

  • You’re not smart enough!
  • You’re too tall!
  • You’re too short!
  • You can’t do that!
  • You don’t have the money!
  • You’ll never amount to anything!
  • What if you can’t find a job!
  • You’re too fat, too ugly, too slow!
  • You’re a loser!

 

In cases of violence, abuse, poverty, abandonment or neglect, the heterosuggestion to a child can be much worse, much more dramatic.  Violent gang members for example also came into this world for great purpose, to learn, to strive, to achieve.  So what happened to them?  How did things go so terribly wrong? 

 

They were brainwashed to lose of course!  Just like everyone else!

 

Horrible, degrading, debilitating comments were instilled in the fragile minds of these otherwise extraordinary people.  They were programmed very young to believe that they were not worthy of all the good stuff that everyone else had.  So they presumed that the only way to obtain self-worth, significance, respect, love and material treasures was to use force, violence or thievery.  They were robbed of their self-esteem, their worth and their dreams as infants and thus came to believe that to get any of it at all back they had no choice but to cheat the system. 

 

So who did the brainwashing in your life?  Who messed with your mind as a child?  Did you grow up with positive mental conditioning or are you the same as most and have completely lost site of who you really are and what you came here to accomplish?  How has the mental programming you received affected your life up to this moment?

 

Are you living the dream?  Are you earning an above average income doing exactly what makes you happiest?  Are you leaping out of bed each morning brimming with anticipation for the day ahead?  Are you surrounded by people who constantly push you up and encourage you to live life to its fullest?  Are you debt free and independently wealthy enjoying a life of luxury and abundance?

 

If you answered “Yes” to the above questions then I congratulate you.  You can consider yourself a minority!

 

Every morning I enjoy my coffee in the comfort of my home office.  Glancing out the window, I watch the steady stream of people back out of their driveway, rush their children to daycare and then make a bee-line straight to the jobs that they hate. 

 

Off to the Rat-Race they go! 

 

Gotta earn a buck!  Gotta pay the bills!  The cupboard’s as empty as the bank account!  The kids are driving me crazy!  I feel completely nauseous!  My spouse is an idiot!  And if the mortgage bounces again the bank will foreclose!

 

Does this sound like anyone you might know?

 

The majority of adults work their entire life at jobs they hate only to earn just enough money to retire and pay to care for the stress induced illnesses they acquired from working in that same environment.

 

Why does one person build a multi-million dollar business and live in a mansion and another doesn’t? 

 

… Mental programming of course!

 

Why does one person enjoy healthy fulfilling relationships and another doesn’t?

 

… Mental programming of course!

 

Why does one person live debt free, invest wisely and travel the world in luxury and another doesn’t?

 

… Mental programming of course!

 

So were you programmed to win or programmed to lose?  Were you brainwashed to live the life of your dreams or brainwashed to live out your own worst nightmare?

 

In my mind there are three things to do! 

 

  • Analyze what kind of mental programming you were subject to as a child and what you now believe about yourself to be true.  Are you a loser or a champion?  Are you a risk-taker, an adventurer or frightened of your own shadow?

 

  • Decide if this destructive programming has won out and stolen your life?  Have you come to believe and act out exactly what “they” said you would?

 

Do you live on Mediocre Lane?  Do you work at “Stuck-In-A-Rut” industries?

 

  • Take action!  Make change!  Reprogram yourself back to believing in your greatness.  If negative suggestions got you into your average and ordinary lifestyle, then positive suggestions can get you out.

 

If you were brainwashed to lose the game of life, you can now reprogram yourself to win?  The power of your subconscious mind is extraordinary.  It will believe and act out whatever you submit to it.

 

You can have a better life.  You can have health, money, fulfillment, abundance and loving relationships!

 

Why are you letting old, false statements about yourself run your life?  Who cares what other people think or say!  The only opinion that matters in your life is yours!

 

So if you were brainwashed to be mediocre at best, to stand in line with the herd and wait your turn all the while knowing there’s not enough good stuff in life left over to go around, then you can now change your believes to success and abundance!

 

We can program our children to win!  We can program ourselves to change, to live in perfect health, to have a ton of cash and only know fulfillment, peace and happiness.  We can program our minds right now, at this moment, to know nothing but the good stuff!

 

YOU BET WE CAN!

 

You are worthy of so much more!  Dig through the limiting beliefs about yourself.  Cast them aside as nonsense and program yourself for success! 

 

If you can believe it… You can achieve it!

 

Life was meant to be so much more!

 

 

Recommended reading:  The Power of the Subconscious Mind – by Dr. Joseph Murphy.

 

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

 

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Who is the bully in your life? 

 

 

Who is it that discourages everything you do? 

 

 

Whose approval do you strive to achieve everyday but will probably never get? 

 

 

Who is it that seems to take great satisfaction out of verbally pounding you into submission?

 

 

Question:   What is a bully?

Answer:     An aggressive person who intimidates or mistreats weaker people

 

Bullies usually first introduce themselves and their disapproving behavior in the school yard as children who feel the need to dominate over others.    

 

But unfortunately that’s not where they stay.  In fact, bullies can be found in all stages of life.  They come young and old, male and female and in a vast array of interesting shapes and sizes. 

 

These insecure creatures hide in the crevices of life.  Their mission is to shatter dreams, wreak havoc with emotion and cause others to feel inferior. 

 

Bullies can be found in the hockey arena disguised as coaches, the ballet studio disguised as instructors, the corporate world disguised as bosses, the small business world disguised as owners or owner’s wives.  These tormented souls present themselves as teachers, friends, coaches, peers, associates, parents and spouses. 

 

The sole ambition of a bully is to terrorize you into submission.  Devices of intimidation and fear are used to detract you from your goals, deter you from moving forward. 

 

Bullies may strike at you physically, but more often will torment you verbally with repeated comments demeaning your ability and self-worth.  Power, control and submission are the name of the game! 

 

By the third volleyball game at my son’s school, I’d finally caught on to the coach’s destructive strategy.  It was hard to keep from watching his pathetic antics as he stomped back and forth along the bench shouting humiliating comments at the thirteen year old kids on the team.  The dynamics were fascinating.  The angrier he got, the worse the kids played.  A kid would miss the ball.  His face flushed with fear and he’d glance to see his coach shake his head and roll his eyes in disgust.

 

I did my best to support my son’s wilting self-esteem after being repeatedly chewed out by a coach who in essence was a well educated, well paid, professional bully. 

 

A week later I drove to the school where the next game was to be held.  I wished the six kids in my van good luck and waited for them to disembark.  But not one of them moved from their seat.   

 

“I don’t want to get out Mrs. MacPherson.  I don’t want to play volleyball anymore!”

 

The shattered group of teens had been stripped of their will to play ball by a dead-beat-bully of a teacher who hid in the educational system. 

 

Hearing this… I’d had enough!  It was that day that as a parent, I put an end to that teacher bullying children – at least within the school system. 

 

 

Why is it that some of the most dysfunctional people on the planet are those found in the school system? 

 

Think about it for a moment… some of the most emotionally screwed up humans in the country are those who influence our children on a day to day basis.  How frightening is that?  And we wonder why the problems in the world escalate generation after generation!

 

Whether they use mental tactics of warfare or physical… I have a real problem with bullies!

 

I hate when adults bully children, when bosses bully staff, when coaches bully athletes.  I hate when churches bully parishioners and when countries bully their people.  

 

As children we were all subject to commentary and discipline from people which caused doubt about ourselves and our abilities.  Sometimes this damage came from teachers.  Sometimes it came from parents, siblings, friends, coaches or others in authority over us. 

 

Having reached a point in life where I now have very few fears, I find it interesting to study the behaviour of bullies.  I’m intrigued as to why they need to dominate someone else.  I’m amazed at the rush they get feeling superior to others. 

 

But the truth is that bullies are cowards.  They are insecure, tormented individuals.  They often surround themselves with barrage of other insecure people because they don’t have the guts to stand alone. 

 

I was 25 years old and worked in the marketing department of a major corporation in Toronto.  The day came when my boss was promoted and replaced. 

 

As feared, the new guy came strolling around the corner in a well pressed pin-stripped suit, with an ego so big there was barely enough space in the room for me. 

 

The days passed and his condescending remarks meant to remind me of my lowly place in life, grew increasingly demeaning.

 

Then finally, he crossed the imaginary line that ran between my diminished self-esteem and the job – And instantly… I was done taking his crap!  He would bully me no longer!  I packed my things, wished him well and left the building.

 

Bullies are masters of manipulation.  They mess with your mind.  They convince you that you have no better option other than to put up with their garbage behaviour. 

 

You’ll never make another team! 

 

You’ll never get another job! 

 

You’ll be blackballed! 

 

No one else will love you!

 

You’ll never find someone else who’ll put up with you! 

 

You’ll starve if you leave me!

 

I’ve heard it all before!  Have you?

 

Another form of bullying is the explicit use of guilt and silence.  I knew a man in his ninety’s who bullied his wife until the day he died.  But he didn’t use physical force or yelling.  He used silence and guilt to power over her!    

 

The bully in your life suppresses you and squashes your dreams because she is afraid.  She is simply terrified that you might do something great, make a fortune or live a life filled with joy, love and abundance.  The mere thought of you succeeding and her “not” causes her to feel inferior.  She feels a loss of power and control.  So she grabs you by the shirt tail and holds tightly.  Every time you try to launch yourself to a new place in life, a new job, a new business, a new relationship, every time you try to better yourself, every time you polish your tarnished self-esteem and try to make a run for it, she yanks you back down into the pit of despair you’ve been stuck in for years… right alongside her.  She’s a failure in life and wants you right beside her in her misery.

 

I wish I had a magic wand with which I could reach out and touch your shoulder to erase the damage done to you by the bullies in your life. 

 

After being battered about, I finally learned that the only way to deal with a bully is to shove right back.  The time finally came when I stopped allowing others to treat me badly.  No longer would I permit others to belittle me or stomp on my dreams. 

 

We are on this planet to experience life – Not succumb to it or be suppressed by anyone! 

 

Is there a bully in your life?

 

Perhaps it’s time to re-evaluate who you spend your time with.  Are your family members supportive and encouraging?  Is your boss appreciative and excited about your future with the company?  Are you paid a fair wage for your effort?  Does your circle of friends boost your confidence and self-esteem on an ongoing basis?  What about your spouse and your kids?  Do they encourage you to “Be-All-You-Can-Be?”

 

Or do any one of these people bully you, demean you and suck the wind out of your sails?

 

Make a well thought out plan for your future.  Take the necessary precautions according to your individual situation.  Start celebrating your own greatness!  The more you build up your own self-esteem the less power the bully in your life will have over you!

 

Take back control of your life.

 

You are worthy of the very best and were never meant to be someones doormat! 

 

Teach the world how you want to be treated!  And it will respond accordingly!

 

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Purchase your copy of the sensational new release,

“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

 

A Starter’s Guide To Freedom!  A Journey Back To Your Greatness!

 

Get Yours Today!

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

For permission to use this article inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com


Bozos On The Bus…

 

Is it just me… or do you have people in your life where you can do nothing other than shake your head in disbelief at their astonishing behaviour?  Perhaps you also wonder at times if maybe these same people might have accidentally stepped out of line at the precise moment that God was handing out common sense.

 

Admittedly, I’ve got a lot of learning to do while on this planet.  I’m still vague on how many things work, but there’s one thing I’m very sure of.  I’m sure I’m on this planet to grow, particularly in the area of acquiring more patience and acceptance.

 

Now don’t get me wrong!  I love every human on the planet.  But it’s the Bozos-On-The-Bus that I struggle with massively in terms of patience and acceptance.  Sometimes they simply blow my mind!  Sometimes I wonder what on earth is rattling around in their craniums if anything at all!

 

  • Everyday in my neighbourhood, eight mothers open the front door of their homes and send their children out to play.  Now this might seem perfectly normal to you but the problem is this, they send their children out to play, literally encouraging them to do so in the centre of the road.  At any given moment I can glance out my front window and see up to a dozen four-year-olds playing happily in the centre of the street.  Bicycles, hockey nets, skateboards, scooters and a mass of children all under the age of ten frolic about happily on a two lane roadway. 

 

It’s a fun-filled festival!  It’s an enormous block party everyday at which the children make up the rules of the road, play where they want to and scream demeaning comments at drivers who are trying to maneuver around their self-proclaimed play area.  These unknowing, untrained, undisciplined children have absolutely no respect for the road or the danger that goes with playing on it.  But it’s not the children I have a hard time accepting.  It’s their mothers!

 

It happens so often that I’ve truly started to wonder if these mothers actually dislike their children and are secretly trying to dispose of them.  Because I ask you… What caring loving mother, in her right mind, would encourage her three year old daughter to ride her tricycle straight down the middle of the road and back again?  Who on earth does that? 

 

Does a child have to be hit and killed before one of these women clue into the fact that roads are for cars not children?  Does a tragedy really have to set in before these Bozos use a little common sense?

 

It simply blows my mind!  It confounds the imagination!

 

  • The boy is extremely small in stature for his age of thirteen years yet in his father’s mind he’s a giant.  He’s a child who without fail is heading straight for the NHL… at least in the vivid imagination of his father. 

 

Seventy-five pounds soaking wet, the timid young man is forced to play hockey in a full body contact league with teenagers easily three times his size.  His face is smeared with terror every time he steps on the ice.  He avoids the puck at all times and at all cost for fear that a powerful opponent… is attached to it. 

 

A light body-check from the opposing team and the boy is hurled like a rag doll into the boards.  His tiny frame falls to the ice where he lays motionless for what seems like forever.  On-lookers hold their breath fearing the worst, hoping at least to see the child move. 

 

A future Quadriplegic?  Maybe!  Due entirely to his father’s enormous ego!  

 

Forcing his child into an extremely dangerous situation, playing a sport in a league far greater than his physical capabilities can handle, using guilt, anger and coercion all so he can say that his son plays competitive travel hockey! 

 

Are you seriously kidding me?  Does this make sense to you – because I’m at a total loss here!

 

It’s more than apparent that this mans pathetic ego is of greater importance than his child’s spine.

 

Another Bozo-On-The-Bus! 

 

Is there any common sense at all rattling around in this mans head? 

 

And my God!  What has he done to his child?

 

  • Then of course there are the countless Bozos who are so damn busy earning money, on a mission to buy a big house, a fancy car, furniture, trips and other junk they can’t afford, that they haven’t got a moment’s time to spend with their teenage kid who desperately needs their attention because he’s got a mind full of questions about life that he needs answering!  But unfortunately, there simply isn’t time to fit him in.

 

Then a month later, that same mindless individual wonders why his kid got pregnant at fifteen.  He wonders why his kid smokes and gets smashed every weekend to the point of alcohol poisoning.  He wonders how his kid got a criminal record and why he’s constantly whacked out on drugs. 

 

So many Bozos-On-The-Bus!

 

If only they would’ve put that materialistic crap aside for a while.  If only they didn’t need that big expensive house.  If only they’d saved a bit of cash so they could take some time off to spend with their kid.  If only they’d taken an interest in what he was doing.  If only these Bozos had of snapped out of their coma of personal greed, ego and gluttony before their kid committed suicide!

 

If only…  If only…  If only! 

 

What has to happen before people start to use a little common sense?  Does it always have to be a tragedy?  Do we always have to lose what we love before we realize how much we loved it?

 

Too many Bozos-On-The-Bus!  So many needing a ride these days it’s a wonder that the wheels keep turning.

 

As these Bozos continue along their path of foolishness, I fear for their future.  Life has a harsh way of teaching stern lessons to those who are in need of learning.  If only they could get their heads out of the sand long enough and use a little common sense before it all becomes necessary! 

 

If only…  If only…  If only!

 

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Purchase your copy of the sensational new release,

“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

 

A Starter’s Guide To Freedom!  A Journey Back To Your Greatness!

 

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

For permission to use this article inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com


 

How Sick Is That?

 

How sick is that?

 

What is with the collective Canadian mentality of being sick all the time

 

There’s always something going around – something new to dread – something that everyone’s talking about, taking precautions against, having their children vaccinated for. 

 

There’s always some new and improved illness or disease creating a wave of panic in the minds of… Oh - Just about everyone across this massive but lovely country!

 

If the average person has approximately 60,000 thoughts a day, I wonder what huge percentage of them are focused solely upon the individual’s declining health!   

 

Every conversation is the same.  You’ve already caught it!  You feel it coming on!  Or at the very least, you’re in a focused state of “Preventing it.”

 

Much to my displeasure, I had to visit my doctor recently to have him complete some routine paperwork.  It came as no surprise that even “with” an appointment, I waited over two hours in the reception area before being lead to another room where I was then delighted to wait another forty-five minutes before the doctor came in to sign a single sheet of paper. 

 

Failing to bring along a book of “Healthy” reading to occupy my mind, I instead watched the steady stream of people parade in and out of the cramped waiting room. 

 

Some coughed and gagged as they entered but at least were polite enough to finish their cigarette outside before joining us.  Others held a bag of drugs tightly against their chest as they hobbled across the floor in search of an empty seat. 

 

Many chattered happily to the sickly person next to them.  Yacking on incessantly, they described every gruesome detail of their ailment for the entire room to hear.  Then there were the few like myself, that appeared so perfectly healthy that one could only wonder why they would actually volunteer to spend their afternoon in such a negative, germ infested place. 

 

As one who focuses entirely on perfect health, I squirmed in my chair anticipating the moment I could escape from that aura of sick, negative energy.  I spent two hours trying not to inhale for the most part, wanting to avoid the contaminated air the room was being filled with.

 

“Good Bye Joan!  Have a nice day!” the nurse shouted to a woman as she left.  “See you next Monday!”

 

“Wow!” I thought.  “Joan must be a regular!  She’s already planning on being sick again next week!” 

 

But then again… with the disease infested mindset that most people have and the lengthy time you have to wait to see a doctor, it’s probably a good idea to pre-book appointments for each week just to save yourself some time!

 

I considered picking up a magazine to distract myself from the infected area I was trapped in, but couldn’t convince myself to want to touch anything in the room.  So instead I scanned the multitude of documents that surrounded me in order to pass the time.  And what an enlightening experience that turned out to be! 

 

If a person wasn’t sick, debilitated, infected or paranoid before inspecting the walls of this self-proclaimed “Health Centre” – they certainly would be after. 

 

A vast array of posters, photos, articles, bulletins and warnings literally overwhelmed the mind.  It besieged an otherwise healthy psyche as to how susceptible we are to Cancer, Diabetes, Osteoporosis, Hepatitis and a host of other most unpleasant disorders.

 

But since I’ve already trained my mind to believe in absolute perfect health, disgust rather than paranoia was my gut reaction.    

 

There wasn’t a document in the building that promoted perfect health!  Not a single piece of paper had so much as a smattering, even remotely hinting that you could live a life of total wellness. 

 

Every article, write-up and blotch of ink convinced you of  “How ill you are – How ill you’re gonna be – How worried you should be and How quickly you’d better start preventing it!”

 

“Are you at risk of a fracture?” A poster questioned me.

 

OMG!  If a person wasn’t sick and dying on the way into that place, they certainly would be on the way out.  And not only do otherwise sane, educated, mature adults buy into this pathetic mindset of illness, they teach their children to as well. 

 

As a die-hard believer in the power of the mind, I’ve studied the “Law of Attraction,” the “Law of Belief” and the power of the subconscious mind in enormous detail.  In short, few people realize that they are constantly sick or injured as a matter of their own doing!

 

The Law of Attraction is the most powerful law of the universe and yet so few realize it.  People buy-in to the “Law of Gravity” as being true, but dismiss universal laws that are far more powerful than it as commercial nonsense. 

 

But here it is in a nutshell:

 

“You are… What you think about all day long!”

 

If you dwell upon illness, it’s simple!  You will get illness!

 

If you dwell upon debt and poverty, it’s simple!  You will get debt and poverty!

 

If you dwell upon perfect health and fitness, it’s more than simple!  You will get perfect health and fitness!

 

The subconscious mind never sleeps.  It manages your heart beat, your breathing, your circulation, your digestion, your elimination and every other regular function of the body without you ever thinking about it.  But it also brings to life everything that your conscious mind believes to be true. 

 

If you worry about getting Diabetes… here’s a shocker… You will get it!

 

You get – What you think about all day long!  And that’s the fact Jack! 

 

It’s scientifically proven over and over again!

 

So here’s one for you to ponder…

 

As an act of empathy and kindness, millions of people raise billions of dollars to “Fight Against” Cancer, Diabetes, MS, Domestic Violence and much more.  They think they are stomping out these horrible diseases and problems with their efforts and their money.  But what their focused attention is actually doing…. is creating more of what they are fighting against. 

 

 

“What you focus on… Expands!”  It is scientifically proven!

 

As Canadians continue to focus their mindset on these terrible illnesses, they are actually creating more of them!  It’s the way it all works!  Do your own research on this concept.  Read some credible scientific proof!  You will be shocked to learn of the devastation you have brought upon yourself – all by thinking the wrong the thoughts.

 

How sick is that?

 

It’s now a real stretch to find a medical professional, a magazine, an article or a circle of people who believe in the true power of the mind and 100% wellness.  I don’t mean the mindset of “Preventing” something.  I mean the mindset where not a single doubt enters the realm of your imagination, not a single thought other than those on how to maintain perfect wellness creeps into your mind – Ever!

 

If you focus on perfect health and nothing else… You will get it!

If you focus on “Breast Wellness” instead of “Breast Cancer”… You will get it!

 

On a side note….

 

If you want to get into a money making business, you might want to open a magnetic bumper sticker company.   

 

Every disease and negative problem in the world is seeking massive public awareness!  And every one of them has its own magnetic “Ribbon” drawing attention to the cause.  It seems that every vehicle on the road has one on its bumper speaking of what infirmity we need to be more aware of.

 

Unfortunately, though well intentioned, all this “Awareness” is doing is creating more of what we want to get rid of… Cancer, Diabetes, Violence, Autism. 

 

If only people understood how the “Law of Attraction” works.  It is unbiased and inflexible.  It works for good thoughts and for bad!  It works for sickness and for perfect health. 

 

You “Become” what you think about all day long!

 

You are not a victim in life!  You and your thoughts can create a life of total health and massive abundance. 

 

But I assure you – You will only see it…. When you start to think it!

 

Think healthy!  Be healthy!  It is within your control!

 

Recommended reading:  The Power of the Subconscious Mind – by Dr. Joseph Murphy.

 

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Purchase your copy of the sensational new release,

“The Remarkable Perfect You!”

A Starter’s Guide To Freedom!  A Journey Back To Your Greatness!

 

Get Yours Today!

www.judymacpherson.com

 

2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson.  All Rights Reserved.

For permission to use this article inquire by email to:  gatecove@judymacpherson.com

 

 


Judy MacPherson, Author & Speaker

Critics Be Gone!

 

If you don’t like it… then don’t look at it!

 

Don’t listen to it!

Don’t read it!

Don’t wear it!

Don’t spend time with it!

 

Yes! You have a right to an opinion. But when that opinion is deliberately harmful, causing widespread damage to someone who is trying to do something great with his life, How-about you just don’t bother to express it!

 

Or better yet… How-about you get off your butt and accomplish something even remotely as great before you flog and burn someone else’s efforts in public!

 

Why is it that those who are the most critically vocal are also those who accomplish the least in life? It’s very easy to sit back, do nothing and verbally strike at those who are making an effort!

 

Who do these people think they are? But better yet… Why on earth does anyone put value on their opinion?

 

It takes guts to be different, to step out of the crowd and stand alone! But Michael Jackson did it! Lady Gaga, Madonna and Eminem have also survived the missile attacks of the almighty critics.

 

Whether you like these artists or not it is irrelevant! The fact is they had the guts to stand on a stage in front of the world, bare their soul and promote what they felt had value.

 

At first, the world ignored them. Then it laughed and ridiculed them. Then it violently opposed them. Then finally… because they simply would not bend over or quit… it accepted them.

 

During all their years of struggle the critics made an absolute fortune off of taunting their efforts. Even to this day, you can’t stand in line and pay for your groceries without the trash sheets staring you in the face screaming out some new and offensive nonsense about these musical “Greats!”

 

What enormous tenacity it takes to shout back at the critics as they have…. “I don’t care what you think! I don’t care what you say about me! I love what I do! I love who I am! If you don’t like it then don’t look at it!”

 

Eminem’s lyrics are rifled with statements about people who hate him, who criticize him, who sue him and who constantly try to deter his musical expression. Pink, also sings about the critics whom she constantly tries to please. We alter our clothing, our hair cut, our body, our tastes and everything else that makes us who we are all in an effort to get the approval of the critics. And it’s not only Pink who does it! We all do it! We all change ourselves to please the critics in our lives.

 

But I ask you… Why? Who made their opinion the almighty right one? Who really cares what they think?

 

The other day, my teenage son asked me who Roger Ebert is. I explained that he is a movie critic. My son looked puzzled.

 

“So you’re telling me Mom, that this man’s job is to publically criticize other people’s work?”

 

I nodded in agreement.

 

How exactly does a person become a “Professional Critic” in the movie, fashion or food industry? How does this happen anyway? How does someone become a glorified expert on personal opinion?

 

Music, paintings, books, cars, movies, fashion and food are all works of art. And as we know, “Art” is a very personal thing. It’s an expression from within the artist himself.

 

As we also know, every person on this planet has personal likes and dislikes. So… if there are billions of people on this planet with individual tastes, then who is to say that the opinion of any particular food critic in New York City is the right one.

 

The food you like, I may not. The music I like, you may not. The movie we both like, the guy down the street may now! So how can any one opinion be published with enough believable conviction that people actually buy into it and base their actions upon it?

 

I know people who refuse to go see a movie if the critics say it’s bad.

 

But to this I say, “ARE YOU SERIOUSLY KIDDING ME?”

 

People! People! People! You actually make decisions based on the personal opinion of someone who calls himself a professional movie critic? You choose your fashion based on what a self-proclaimed clothing expert says is “in” and okay to wear?

 

I give professional critics credit for one thing in that they value their own opinion enough to sell it. Good for them for thinking highly enough of themselves to get in your face and promote their opinion as the only one that’s right!

 

But from the rooftops I shout, “For Heaven’s Sake! Think for yourselves people!”

 

Wear what YOU want! Listen to music because YOU enjoy it! Go see that movie because YOU think it’ll be entertaining. No one’s opinion or critique matters in your life other than your own. So stop buying into their garbage! If their opinion matters, then yours matters more!

 

As an author, I quickly learned that I either had to get comfortable with the word “NO” from agents, publishers and critics or I had to take some other course of action to get my work in print and out to the world.

 

How many amazing artists have given up hope because some high and mighty critic sitting behind a big oak desk in New York City said their work had no value?

 

In my case, I simply refused to accept their lame critique. I refused to take “No” for an answer when I knew damn well they hadn’t even opened the envelope, let alone read my manuscript! I quickly decided that no overpaid, antiquated, misinformed publisher was going to be the judge of my work and degrade the quality of my writing when I knew it could really help people if only they could gain access to it.

 

You are the only critic in your life that holds merit! If you believe in what you do, if you love it, if you feel fulfilled by it… then that’s all that matters!

 

Whatever your dream or passion is I commit to you there is a market for it somewhere on this planet.

 

Music, art, movies, stage plays, videos, products, businesses and every other form of expression is a very personal thing – And there is a market for it! So do your research and then go start that business of your dreams! Go back to school! Get that rock band together! Write that rap song! Publish your poems! Go do whatever it is that you want to do but have been afraid to because of what the critics in your life might say!

 

Critics Be Gone!

 

The easiest thing to do is sit back and criticize those who are actually trying to accomplish something. It’s a pitiful thing to condemn those who have the guts to be different, to take daring risks or to step out of line and stake their claim on life.

 

But criticizing someone else is a pretty common thing now isn’t it?

 

I salute Eminem! I salute Lady Gaga and every other person like her. Whether you like their music or not it is irrelevant. It’s who they are and what they stand for that I love. There was no silver spoon handed to them. They’ve been beaten to a pulp by the critics. But they just simply refuse to quit. They refuse to lose.

 

So today, instead of criticizing someone who is trying to accomplish something great, how-about you get off your butt, encourage him with all your heart and then match his efforts.

 

The world is full of nasty, useless critics! But they offer nothing of value. They contribute nothing to society but negativity.

 

Yes! They have a right to an opinion! But before they tear down someone else’s effort, maybe first they should take a look at themselves!

 

Have an awesome day!

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Failure! Failure! Failure!

Failure! Failure! Failure!

What a statement!
What a stigma!
What an insult!

Like a guided missile, the word “Failure” projects a direct and instant blow to a person’s ego.

It bruises the pride and weakens the self-worth. It instills a deep, hurtful wound in the psyche. So much so, that it causes the conscious mind to erect a tough mental barrier between the word “Failure” and the mind itself. This barrier is permanent. It’s solid. It shields the delicate psyche from being harmed by the word a second time. It does this by convincing the person to simply “Never try again!”

If you’re like most people, being called a “Failure,” feels like you’re being sliced with a razor-sharp blade. It’s so painful that it seems to wound you deep within.

Depending on how you were raised as a child, either in a healthy environment or a painfully dysfunctional one, the word “failure” will mean something specific to you.

Being called a failure can cause you to buck, kick and launch yourself into action to prove its untruth or it can instantly dissolve what’s left of your self-worth as you crawl into a ball and die.

So today, I sit back in my chair and ask… Why society considers the act of “failure” to be such a negative one? Why is the word used as a weapon? Why is it cast at people as a means of insulting them or their efforts?

In my humble opinion, the word “failure” carries a negative connotation only because the “Almighty Status Quo” that I drone on and on about has programmed it as such in our minds.

Like one more, big fat epidemic of nonsense, the western world defines the word “failure” as something bad. It uses it as a random insult. It believes that if you fail at something you are some sort of an outcast, a loser!

Well my beloved reader, if I know anything at all about life, I know this…

Failure of any kind brings with it enormous learning, maturity, growth and experience. All of which we are on this planet to obtain. So if failure bestows upon us magnificent learning, growth and personal development, then why is it viewed as a dark, dirty secret in the closet of life? Why do we hide our failures from public view?

If we learn from failure and in turn that learning improve our lives, then why don’t we dance, laugh and celebrate when it happens? Why don’t we shout about our failures from the rooftops boasting all that we have learned from them?

Why is failure viewed as a negative thing when we actually evolve into a state of greater wisdom because of it?

Failure is a wonderful thing! It can knock you off your feet and rattle your confidence like nothing else. But when you get up, dust yourself off and get going again, you are both stronger and wiser than before. You are no longer the same person. You’ve grown immensely. Even if it doesn’t feel like it, you’ve grown!

Society promotes failure as something bad, as something we should avoid at all cost. But the only way to avoid it is to never put yourself in the position where it can happen. Just never try! Never start that business or relationship. Never take risks, step out on a limb or be different in any way. Only then can you hope to avoid failure.

The all-knowing Status Quo believes that failure is an indication of who a person is. If you have failed at something in life, then that means you’ve made mistakes, you are bad, you are worthless. It labels you as someone it may not want to hire or associate with.

But to the mindless Status Quo I say, “What an absolute crock!”

If the truth be told, failure is merely an outcome of something tried. It means you made a great first attempt but the plan didn’t work out quite like you’d hoped. It means it needs a bit more tweaking, a bit more thought or consideration. It also means that once you have re-examined the whole thing… You then need to get off your butt and try again!

Failure is not the plague. It is not a sign that you are a fool or incompetent. It does not mean you should crawl into a dark hole and give up on life.

Failure means you had the guts to try! It means you stepped out of the herd and with purpose you tried to accomplish something meaningful. It means you are a person who is hell-bent on living life, on taking risks, on making things happen and who values his precious time on this planet.

When someone calls you a failure, wear the word like a badge of honour! Pat yourself on the back for the outstanding effort. Then stroll back to the drawing board, analyze what went wrong, plan your next move and then get out there and GO FOR IT AGAIN!

Here is an interesting concept…

Perhaps we should update our resumes to include a section that states all the failures we’ve experienced. Perhaps we should boast of all the ventures we’ve tried and risks we’ve taken but in turn failed at.

To a potential employer who is reviewing your resume, would this not be a more accurate testament of who a person is, their personality and work ethics?

As an employer, I’d be most impressed to see a resume like that. To me it screams, TENACITY, PERSEVERENCE, GUTSY, PROMISING, ADVENTUROUS, RISK-TAKER!

The more failures, the more I’d be interested! The more failures, the more appealing the candidate!

As an employer, that’s exactly the kind of person I would want working for me. Someone who has vision, guts, creative ideas and who has the tenacity to take my company boldly into its next chapter of growth!

But sadly, that’s not what the status quo preaches or what the employment world wants to see on a resume! Currently it is unacceptable to boast about our failures with pride.

But let me remind you again…

It is through failure that we learn. It is through failure that we grow. It is through failure that we mature and become wiser.

If we never failed, we’d never budge from the stale old rut we become stuck in.

As a mature adult who is now living a life of success, abundance and fulfillment, I can openly confirm for you that I failed in school. I failed on sports teams. I failed in dance class. I failed in relationships. I failed in employment. I failed financially. I failed in business. I failed to temptation. I failed as a wife and mother. I failed as a sister and daughter. I failed as a friend, as a mentor, as a leader and as a guide.

But today, I rejoice over every failure. Today I openly celebrate every single time I screwed up.

I gave it my all! I took risks! I used the best judgment I had at the time! And I learned huge life lessons!

I’ve been an absolute master at failure. In fact, I could probably write an entire book on the subject.

There was a time that I also accepted the word “Failure” as an insult, a measurement of my worth. But now I feel differently. I abandoned the status quo’s weak, typical way of thinking and now I laugh at it. I laugh, dance and celebrate my failures!

We are supposed to fail in life!

We do not learn or become wiser when everything goes perfectly. We are on this planet to try, to fail and then to learn from it.

We are not supposed to be perfect. We are not expected to get things right the first time.

We are expected to get off our butts, try something, fail at it, learn from it and then try again!

Celebrate Your Failures!

Failure! Failure! Failure!
Glorious Glorious Failure!!

Celebrate all of yours! Then get off the couch and try again!

Have an awesome day!
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The Quality of Life…

It’s your choice! It’s what you choose to make it! It’s no one’s responsibility but your own!

I don’t believe there are victims of ill-fate on this planet. I don’t believe that some people are born with a privileged path or an easy road in life any more-so than others.

I believe we’re all here to learn and grow. Though our circumstances at birth are all different, I believe we all have the same platform to start with – and that platform is what I call “Choice”.

We all have the ability to make choices – both good and bad. We all have the ability to make change in our lives – both good and bad. We all at some point will be faced with challenges and really tough adversities. To some, they’ll arrive early in life. To others, they’ll come much later. But at some point we all get them. At some point we all hit the really tough stuff that examines who we are and what we’re made of. No one gets through life without some degree of hardship. And though this time of grief typically really sucks – it’s the time at which we as humans grow the most.

It’s about taking your set of circumstances whatever that may be and making the very best of it! It’s about not letting the challenge you are faced with get the better of you! It’s about how you handle the situation and more importantly, how you move on after it’s over. It’s about your choices. It’s about your attitude!

It’s about how you Choose to Live Life!

So what is the difference between a person who sucks the marrow out of every second of life and another who sits complacently on the couch, content to do nothing but watch television from now until the day he dies.

What gives one person a greater yearning to “Experience Life” to “Live Life” and another to just “Succumb to it?”

Though I don’t particularly have the desire to climb Mount Everest or be the fastest runner in the world, I do desire to meet new people, see new places, think new thoughts, take new risks, start new businesses, be active, be healthy, enjoy peace of mind and place huge value on the precious hours I have left on this planet.

I agree that everyone’s idea of “happiness” is unique. But for Heaven’s sake! For the life of me, I will never understand the person who chooses to do nothing with their life other than sit in front of the-plug-in-drug, eat garbage, destroy their body and dwell on nothing but past adversity and the next fashionable illness they’re attracting.

Lucy is eighty-one years old.

She’s a firecracker of a woman! She’s five feet tall and eighty pounds soaking wet. She’s feisty! She’s tough! She’s quick and agile! She’s a little old lady that you simply don’t want to mess with!

Not a day goes by that she doesn’t cruise through town in her little green car with the Canadian flag in her window flapping in the breeze. She bustles about, shopping for deals, busy all the time, purchasing cases of product needed to supply the food and beverage stand that she operates on a full time basis, that which she’s done for thirty-four years.

On average, Lucy spends sixty hours a week cleaning, stocking and working in her little snack bar.

Her smile is contagious. Her wit is sharp as a tack. And with the twang of her Newfoundland accent, she entertains everyone within the sound of her voice.

“They’ll have to carry me out of here kick’n-and-screaming!” She shouts with determination. “Cause I ain’t dying’!”

Lucy came from a small fishing village on the east coast of Canada. There was no money, little education and eight kids to feed. But she was a fighter, a scraper, a true survivor.

To this day her mind is sharp and quick. Her sense of humour… unsurpassed. Her mindset is positive, purposeful and happy.

No stranger to loss or tragedy, Lucy chooses to “Live Life.” She sucks the marrow out of every precious day. And she always has!

Lucy has no time to get old. She has no interest in getting sick or wearing out. And she certainly has no intention of dying. She’s having way too much fun! She’s living life! She’s loving life far too much to call it quits!

Lucy’s quality of life at eighty-one years old? – Couldn’t be better!
She’s a trooper. She’s a legend. She’s a tiny lady from Newfoundland that you simply do not want to mess with!

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Sarah is sixty-nine years old.

Her property is a massive flower garden. There’s not a blade of grass to be seen. There are flowers everywhere!

Magnificent colour is cast through the neighbourhood from what she calls her floral canvas.

She starts working in the garden every morning at 6:00 am. Rocks are moved, shrubs are planted, and weeds are pulled for hours. Then at 9:00 am she gets in her car and goes to work. Sarah teaches cooking classes at the local supermarket, but not because she needs the money. She works because she loves the stimulation, the people, and the physical and mental challenge. But most importantly, she keeps her job because it quenches her incurable thirst for learning.

Once Sarah is finished work, she gets in her small airplane and flies to meet a friend for a meal in some distant city.

Is there Quality of life at sixty-nine years old…? I guess so!

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Maurice is eighty-three years old.

And as he’s done for the past sixty-five years, he gets out of bed, lets the dogs outside then makes a peanut butter sandwich and a coffee. He plans out his day, then begins operation of his 300 acre cash-crop farm in Southern Ontario.

Decades of grueling work on the land, exposure to every farm chemical known to man, machinery break-downs, crop failures, problems with livestock and every other challenge that farmers face – And in-spite of it all, Maurice is the picture of health with a focused mindset of nothing but getting things done! There are crops to plant, animals to feed, machines to repair.

He has no time or interest in slowing down, getting sick or Heaven-forbid dying!

Maurice chooses to live life with great purpose. Everyday he wakes up and gets busy. He always has something to accomplish, a new job to complete. Everyday he chooses to get up and take his tractor for another lap around the field.

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None of these people are wealthy as far as money is concerned. Their financial situations are all average or even below average. But they are wealthy where mindset is concerned! They are billionaires when it comes to the quality of their lives!

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June is seventy-one years old.

She wakes each morning, makes coffee and turns the television on. Sitting on the couch, she prepares for another eighteen hour television marathon of mindless nonsense. Each day, she puts down the remote just long enough to book another doctor’s appointment.

She is convinced that at seventy-one years old, she should be broke, sedentary, overweight and full of disease. She dwells on illness, poverty and dying. And that’s it! That’s her day! That’s her life. There’s no going for walks out in nature. There’s no joining social groups for stimulation. There’s no part-time job for a bit of extra cash.

June leaves her apartment only when absolutely necessary. There she sits, in a nest of her own making, serving no one, doing nothing – but waiting to die.

The Quality of Life…

It’s your choice! It’s what you choose to make it! But life on this planet is a gift and is finite.

Whether you’re twenty years old or eighty, time will not go on forever. So why waste it? Why behave as if you are a ping pong ball bouncing wildly about with no choice and no will of your own?

Take an inventory of your attitude. Analyze your past choices both good and bad.

Then starting today…

Choose a healthy diet and regular exercise.

Choose to read intellectual material, nourishing your mind and spirit.

Choose to write down your goals and dreams and believe in them.

Choose to serve others in some small way every day.

Choose to take calculated, well planned risks.

Choose to challenge yourself mentally and physically.

Choose to face your fears and overcome them.

We are all different. But we all have one thing in common… the ability to choose.

No one is responsible for the chaos in your life but you! But the cool part about this is that you can choose to change everything in your life that’s not working –starting today!

Are you broke or drowning in debt? Are you depressed or overweight? Are you void of a certain relationship?

Then remember… “If nothing changes… Then nothing changes!”

Let me repeat that again… “If nothing changes… Then nothing changes!”

What’s the quality of your life?

Choose to live everyday like you’re dying, but believe you never will!

Make positive, good quality change in your life today!

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What is life all about?

What is the purpose of it?

How will I know how to help people?

For decades I was lost and confused.

Where am I going?
What am I supposed to be doing?
What is my purpose?

I viewed my life of adversity as an ominous castle with thousands of empty rooms.

For what seemed like an eternity, I shuffled my feet down each corridor in the dark. Sliding my hands along endless walls, I searched blindly for each door handle. When I found one I turned it and thrust the door open hoping a glorious rush of light would blind me with a clear telling of my next step on the pathway of life.

But every time I swung the door open all I seemed to find was a tidbit, a mere piece of information, another tiny section of the puzzle of my life. I’d eagerly pick up the small bit, turn to place it with the other pieces I’d found, only to notice that the entire pile had vanished once again.

More confusion in the dark. More aimless wandering along the road of life. More unknowing… all the while… time just kept ticking.

What Is Life all about? Why are we here?

My journey has been a challenging one. The learning curve… has been a mountainous cliff!

The scale seemed to be tipped in favour of sorrow, grief, confusion, hopelessness and loss. The promise of love, success, fulfillment and happiness had somehow been displaced along with the other puzzle pieces. I couldn’t see the big picture! I couldn’t find my purpose.

Thirty five years of a lot of dreams and goals, but only partially believing that somehow, someday it would all come together. There was a nagging worry that I was really just kidding myself and that I’d never amount to anything beyond what I was at that moment.

But in-spite of the outlook of doom that dwelt within for decades, a tiny flicker of light from somewhere deep within my soul wouldn’t let me quit. It insisted that I was born for great purpose. I was born to lead those who are lost. I was born to participate in a massive wave of healing and enormous positive change.

Friends and acquaintances knew I was somehow different. Onlookers admitted that my life of constant challenge had been a bit severe, a bit more unusual than most.

I knew this and agreed, but still I shuffled through the dark corridors of the castle, banging into obstacles, but still hoping that at some point there would be a light off in the distance. Hoping that so many of the very tough life lessons I’d experienced had been for a reason.

Then after much time in the darkness, I finally found the pile of missing puzzle pieces. I pressed each one into place and eventually could see enough of the big picture to start walking the pathway of my life’s purpose.

Now I shout from the rooftops… “I am a relentless advocate for the wellbeing of people!”

I am on this planet to teach, support, guide, encourage and aid people from all scenarios, from all walks of life! I am here to uplift those still struggling and to encourage them to walk on.
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In conjunction with a new success & wellness program I was developing for the homeless in our city, I was invited to take a tour of a local women’s shelter.

This particular shelter was for women who were homeless, who were victims of domestic violence, who were drug addicts, prostitutes, alcoholics or just plain broke.

Absorbing every detail of the tour, I listened as the guide explained the increasing need for various sized bedrooms. Often times women arrived at this save haven with their children clasp tightly in their hands in desperate need of safety, warmth and food.

It was at that point on the tour that the guide knocked gently on the bedroom door at the far end of the corridor on the 2nd floor. Receiving no response from within, she turned the handle and swung the door open. Expecting to see an empty room with neatly made beds, I was startled as an unnerved woman in her late 30’s stood before me. At a glance, the woman’s face told me all I needed to know. Her demoralized state was strewn across her brow. Her frightened aura fluttered about the room as she gathered her child’s clothing and shoved it into a torn diaper bag. Our unexpected visit clearly did nothing to enhance this woman’s already shattered worth.

There have been few sights in my life that touched me so deeply they burnt themselves into my minds eye never to fade from memory. And that was undoubtedly one of them. After greeting the nervous mom and excusing ourselves for the intrusion, I glanced down at the two year old child who had been recently propped up in the stroller as if preparing to go for a walk. She was a beautiful little girl dressed in a bright pink jumpsuit.

Then without warning, it took every thing I had to conceal the rage that instantly surged through my veins. I stared at the tiny, pale face peering back at me. I scanned the huge protruding scar that started at the end of her left eyebrow and ended at the corner of her lips. The knife wound was so evident I had to keep from weeping for the tiny victim.

Assuming the horrendous gash was the result of domestic violence, my body seized with fury. Her sparse blond hair framed an expression of terror that I’ll never forget. The confused child then glanced at her mother as if to ask, “Where are we mommy? Who are these people?”

I don’t know that woman’s story nor do I know her name. But what I do know is that scene played over in my mind for months. I couldn’t stop thinking about the woman’s despair. I’ll never forget that child’s face. It was as if she connected with me on a very deep level. I felt her fear. I felt her confusion for the surroundings, for that very plain blue room was likely nothing like her little bedroom at home.

I’ll never forget that beautiful child. I’ll never forget the fire in my gut that made me want to go right out at that moment and find whoever did that to her face.

I was in the corridor of darkness for many years pleading for the right door to open – the door that would lead me to my Life’s Purpose. Though I wanted to quit searching for it a million times, I never did. I persisted. For some reason, I listened to the tired, beaten down voice in the back of my mind that would simply not allow me to give up until I checked every single door in the castle. It wouldn’t let me quit until I found the last puzzle piece, put it all together and saw the “Big Picture” of my life.

And I finally did! My life’s work, my passion is now crystal clear!

I vow to change that deplorable scene in the last bedroom on the 2nd floor! I vow to create such a monumental wave of healing on this planet that people who are lost, lonely, beaten down, desperate or homeless will have a new sense of hope, purpose, self-love and passion!

It simply is…. who I am! It is what I have lived for!

So my beloved reader I ask you… What is the fire in your gut?

How are you choosing to Live Life? Think about it for a moment.

You have worth! You have great purpose on this planet. You are here to experience life, to learn, to grow and to leave this world a better place as you depart.

What is your gift? What is your passion? The time to go after it… is now!

Put all excuses aside! Find your purposeful niche in life… And go after it like your life depends on it!

Make the world a better place… And start today!

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How To Live Life

I find it positively amazing how fascinated the average person is with reality television, soap operas, professional sports and trash magazines. These are all venues which exploit the rich, successful, scandalous lives of movie stars and athletes.

A multi-billion dollar industry thrives as average and ordinary people spend a fortune and sink endless hours of their precious time absolutely fixated by the excitement of somebody else’s life.

Let’s face it! Reality television can be pretty exciting. But why? Why does it hold so many people’s attention? Why do people literally arrange their daily schedule around television time and specific programs?

In my mind it’s an epidemic. It’s a full-blown addiction!

But why? Why do people do it?

Reality television, sports events, soap operas and the like are all about risk taking, thrilling competition, winning and losing, accumulating massive amounts of money, excitement, fame, sex, losing weight, adoration and luxury. They offer the viewer immediate emotional gratification every single time they watch it. Within sixty minutes and without ever breaking a sweat, the viewer receives a full blown rush of exhilaration!

Everyday, millions of people spend vast amounts of time inhaling this bogus form of fulfillment all in the name of entertainment. But the very sad truth is it’s not just entertainment for most people. It’s about seeking in someone else’s life what is lacking in their own.

The masses actually live their lives through what they see on television or read in magazines. It’s an easy route for most. Why do the work for yourself? Why go out there and get an amazing life for yourself when you can enjoy a rich exciting lifestyle in your mind one hour at a time in the comfort of your own livingroom?

But the problem is, this phony sense of fulfillment and the temporary rush that it goes with it, disappears as soon as you turn off the tv or close the magazine. Then, like being sucked back through the vortex, your mediocre life and all the problems that go with it are sitting right there waiting for you.

Please be clear about the point here. The indifferent populace, sit on their couch wasting precious time, literally “living through” the lives of the few who actually have the guts to really go after it!

We all want to succeed! We all want excitement, luxury and fulfillment and we all deserve it! But most people are too afraid to go out and get it. Instead of boldly facing their fears, they live life terrified of risk, loss and change and therefore remain chained deep within their monotonous ruts forever. They will tolerate their mediocre life and find it just plain easier to get a quick taste of the good stuff by living through other people on the television or in the magazine.

How very sad this is! Wasn’t life supposed to be more?

This philosophy works for most – but has never worked for me!

My lifetime of risk-taking has been like a volatile mutual fund. The highs were extremely high however the lows really sucked! But if you know anything at all about investing, you start by first being clear on what you want your outcome to be. You then believe in your own ability. You plan and make wise choices. You never doubt or panic and then you stay the course. Over time, inevitably you will win either with newly acquired knowledge and personal growth or with a life beyond your wildest dreams.

Every time you take a calculated risk but fail… Every time you fall and get up… You learn more and it hurts less.

But if you keep trudging and never quit, someday you will reach the goal you are seeking. Hitting your target and ringing the bell of success is the greatest feeling in the world.

How to live life…

You have a choice! You can watch it on television or you can make it your own reality. One choice is easy and one may be more challenging. But the outcomes vary as great as your choice does.

If you look around at nature, a flower or a blade of grass is always doing one of two things. It’s either growing or it’s dying! There is no gray area in between these two stages of life.

Well it is the same with humans. So ask yourself at this very moment… Are you growing right now or are you dying? There simply isn’t anything in between.

Are you choosing HOW TO LIVE LIFE ?

Or have you conceded to being a victim of ill fate as you are cast about wildly by the wind currents of poor choices and mediocre living?

You decide “How To Live Life”.

Make no excuses! Listen to no one who yearns to yank you down or discourage you from attaining your life goals! Your life is your responsibility!

It’s your choice! Choose to get off your couch and go for it!

Choose HOW TO LIVE LIFE !

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There is a dark side of motherhood. Now, if you’re a relatively new mother, an expectant mom or not a mother at all, then you’ll have absolutely no idea what I am talking about here. In fact you’ll likely whisper in disgust, “That’s just terrible! I can’t believe she’s saying that! What a dreadful mother she must be!”

And that’s okay. I humbly admit that you have to of walked this pathway yourself, before you’ll ever come close to understanding it.

However, if you are wading about life in your mid forties and have more than one child still at home, then you are likely the one I am talking to you here. You are likely the one who can relate to this post with every fiber of your being. You may even be the one who has the guts to admit with relief, “Thank God I’m not alone! Thank God someone else has felt the same and admits it!”

In the beginning… marriage is such a wonderful thing! For many women, their entire mission in life is to catch a man, reform him to her liking and spend the rest of their lives together holding hands on the couch or romantically strolling through the park.

The lovely wedding, all the gifts and attention are so perfect, so blissfully wonderful. Wouldn’t it be great if it could all go on forever?

But in my mind and at my stage of the journey, the gifts and attention do very little to prepare a young woman for what typically lays ahead. In fact, though it’s a lot of fun in the beginning, I consider it all to be an elegant veil of deceit.

To a woman, planning a wedding is all so entrancing, so captivating. Just like a fairytale, Cinderella is lured into the promise of “Living Happily Ever After.”

As I watch the younger generation pass through the “wedding phase,” I smile in support of their true love, but telepathically send strength to help brace them for the oncoming storm. Indeed, the wedding is the start of the beloved fairytale or more appropriately stated (for the woman) it’s the launch of the unknowing facade.

When the first baby is born, life is nothing short of a miracle. Every tiny milestone the child hits is an exciting occasion. Every expression, smile or whimper is of great importance and the extended family is kept apprised of it.

As a new mom, you may feel a bit tired from being up all night, but that’s okay because you can nap through the day when the baby does.

One child equals one focus and one direction. It’s all good! What an extraordinary life!

But in time, the 2nd little bundle of joy comes along. This is about the point that life as a mother starts to get a bit complicated.

After the 2nd birth, you notice that the thick layer of fat on your abdomen, thighs and butt doesn’t easily disappear as it did after the first. You notice you are late for absolutely everything because now you have two little cherubs to get ready and out the door instead of just one. You find yourself exhausted all the time, but unfortunately that lovely afternoon nap you enjoyed before is now a busy playtime for your two year old. You also find yourself a bit short of patience with the adorable child tugging on your leg, because your irritable newborn requires constant attention. To top it off, you notice a new, but escalating strain on your marriage as you grow increasingly frustrated with the lack of help and understanding.

With a toddler yanking you in one direction, a newborn in another and your pouting husband feeling completely deprived of your attention – you feel the elastic band of motherhood stretch and tighten like you’d never known before. But being a woman, you quickly learn to suck it up, deal with the tense new environment and keep on, keeping on!

For me, a 3rd little treasure came along and strained the deal that bit more. For you – maybe a 4th or even a 5th, all the while pulling the elastic still tighter.

Then on top of everything needing to be done in the home, one day you get up, take a shower, get dressed in clothes that no longer fit, paste a smile on your lips, swallow the guilt in your throat and go back to work… stretching the elastic further yet.

And of course as every good mom will do, you join the parent group at school, you bake cookies, sew costumes, run fundraisers, go on class trips and attend every hockey game, concert and recital. The calendar on the side of the fridge is covered in blue ink and yet not a single event is missed!

On auto pilot for a decade, but with so many pressing obligations, you run your financial constraints to a dangerous level. Adding fuel to the fire, you sail along in your boat load of growing credit card debt, bank loans and lines of credit – the elastic then stretching to the point of nearly snapping. But as a mother, you have no choice. You put your head down and go! You find the strength from somewhere. Somehow you get the job done!

Then finally, after what seemed like forever, you glance up and see that your kids can dress and feed themselves. They can buckle their own seatbelt, put on their own snowsuit and thankfully are becoming independent. But still, it’s not over by a long shot. You march on! You continue to trudge through each day maintaining the pace, fulfilling the needs.

And then one day it finally happens…

Right around there somewhere, you stop long enough to look around and try to get a grip on where you are in life. And it’s about then that the blinding reality hits and you quickly realize that “You – have no life.” It then dawns on you that “You” don’t even exist anymore. “You” somehow got lost in the shuffle. You’re not sure where and you’re not sure when. But “You” no longer have a life of your own. Those you serve have absorbed every cell in your body. Over time, their incessant needs gobbled you up and swallowed you whole!

You also see that you have no money, no time, no friends and no hobbies. You have no stimulation, fulfillment or excitement. You can’t get your abdominal fat under control even though you can’t remember the last time you ate! Your butt is now twice the size it was at your blissful wedding. And you realize at that moment that your greatest fantasy is to somehow find enough money to buy a bra that fits and a pair of underwear without holes!

Call it a mid life crisis. Call it depression or psychosis. Call it whatever you want! But when you hit that brick wall, are knocked to the ground, bruised, broken and can’t see a way out, you can find yourself a desperate woman thinking very desperate thoughts.

I call it the dark side of motherhood.

Though I don’t know a woman who wouldn’t give her life for her children, nor do I know a woman who wouldn’t do it all again for the sake of her children, still it happens, it’s nasty and it feels like you’ve fallen into the pit of despair. It’s like you’re stuck at the bottom yelling for help but no one responds.

The deepest part of the pit is when (as a mother) you feel so entrenched in your situation, so incredibly trapped, so guilt ridden, so overwhelmed with the needs of those you serve that you are living in a constant state of anxiety, panic, guilt and self-hatred. It is the dark side of motherhood!

Try to explain what you’re feeling to your spouse or partner.

“I’m losing it!” you admit as tears spill from your eyes.

“I don’t understand…” is his predictable reply.

“No… Naturally you wouldn’t,” you slip still further.

I’ve travelled through this frightening place a half dozen times or more and it is without shame or embarrassment that I admit it. As a mom, I did it all! I became it all! I gave it all! I lost it all! And there was more than one occasion where I too fantasized about a new bra that fit and underwear that still had the elastic.

I believe that all mothers (at some point) are confronted by the dark side. Some talk about it or reach for counsel. Some go on medication. Some get through it privately shielding their inner turmoil from view. Others, who can’t find the resources or strength to recover, injure or tragically kill their kids.

Though I like to think I have enough control to never hurt my children while in that state, I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t seen the bottom of the pit. I’d be lying if I said I’d never thought about leaving, never thought about how my kids would adjust if I simply vanished from their lives out of pure desperation. And though I never did leave, I can understand why it happens.

Every mother on the planet loves her children more than life itself, but the position of “motherhood” can challenge even the best of them. It can fray the very last nerve.

Many years ago on my wedding day, they never said anything about me having no life. In the fine print of the marriage contract, I don’t recall reading anything about me running on exhaustion, fighting with body fat or losing my mind! On that lovely blissful day in October a couple decades ago, they never said anything about the inner turmoil, the constant struggle or the frightening dark side of being a mom.

I am now close to completing my journey of motherhood. Most of it I wouldn’t change for the world. I have three amazing kids who have taught me more about life than I ever knew. But in all honesty, there have also been times that have challenged every bit of sanity I possessed. There’ve been times where I felt so defeated, so exhausted, so mentally drained that I could hardly function. There’ve been times where I wandered into an empty field and bellowed into the atmosphere as loud as I could yell… “And I signed up for this crap??!!!”

If you’re a mom and you’re reading this, please know that from the bottom of my heart I support you. I send you love and mental strength. I congratulate you… for you are an extraordinary human being.

You have sacrificed it all. You cast your own needs aside. You gave birth to another life and then with every fiber of your being, you committed yourself … to the end of time.

When the tough stuff hits try to remember that you are phenomenal, you are a woman of strength beyond all understanding… and hold fast to the time-tested belief that… “This too shall pass.”

Know that you are not alone. Reach for help when you need it. The magnificent union of mothers on this planet will respond instantly and support you. Do not underestimate your contribution to this world. For you are truly great!

I respect and salute you! I send you love, inner guidance and strength along your spectacular journey of motherhood.

Love yourself… for you are truly remarkable!

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Albert Einstein

What could be considered more honest and pure than a newborn child? When a baby is wet or uncomfortable, it cries. When it is hungry or irritated, it cries. When it needs love or consoling, it cries. When found to be in any one of these situations, a baby will scream at the top of his lungs demanding immediate help. But, when all is well within its tiny world, the love that a newborn radiates warms the earth to its very core.

When infants arrive on this planet they are in their purest human state. They hide nothing. They know they are flawless. They know they are worthwhile. They know they are here with great purpose. Their self-esteem is locked and loaded. A newborn has no hang-ups. Its belief system is in perfect working order, for it believes that its own world… is the entire world.

A tiny baby only a few hours old has the power to up-heave a room full of adults with one almighty blast from its minuscule lungs. A child’s shrieking alarm states all too clearly that he or she has needs to be attended to and most often is not prepared to wait. They know nothing about hiding their emotions. They know nothing about ego or competition. They care not about other people’s opinions of them. They give little heed to whether they are as beautiful as the child sitting next to them. They remain unconcerned about whether they are living up to anyone else’s expectations. Babies are absolutely perfect!

Then unfortunately, through most often a slow and gradual process, all of the truth and purity they were born with begins to fade.

As a child moves along on its journey of life it is constantly exposed to the dysfunction that surrounds it. Every minute of every day something is influencing a child’s opinion of himself. Most often, well meaning family members unknowingly program their children with pollutants drawn from their own dysfunctional belief system which was in turn handed down from their own parents.

Once a child starts attending school his exposure to the world of dysfunctional programming increases dramatically. Countless other influences such as teachers, peers, coaches, authority figures, the media and hundreds of other sources begin downloading destructive, negative messages onto these loving but unsuspecting innocent victims. This ill-fated programming causes people at a very young age to start questioning their own natural belief system, their worth, their opinions, their purpose, who they are and “whether they are good enough.”

But… “Good enough” for what?

…Good enough to be accepted into this self-destructing human race that we live in. Good enough to be measured mediocre like most others. Good enough to blend in and not make a fuss. Good enough to turn his hopes, dreams and goals over to someone else who apparently “knows better than he does.” Good enough to give up his personal power and control over his life to someone who is allegedly “wiser or stronger.” Good enough to give up everything that he came into this world with.

We become… good enough to conform!

Thus the foundation of dysfunctional programming solidifies in each and every one of us while we are very young!

As we age, this disparaging cycle continues to manipulate and sway us. It causes us to doubt everything we once knew as the truth about ourselves and to “buy-in” to more and more of the caustic programming that is shoved our way.

We quickly learn that if we want to be accepted, we must become or at the very least pretend to be what “they say” is acceptable.

Our healthy natural belief system and all that we once knew to be the truth about ourselves from the moment of our birth, eventually caves in to the pressure of societal coding. The reality of our divine perfection withers away over time and is replaced with strong new beliefs comprised of garbage lies, misconceptions, misinformation and damaging opinions. We are literally brainwashed into believing that all of that nonsense is true.

And then the real magic happens! We actually “become” what “they say” we are!

This is the normal cycle for most. But add a little childhood abuse to the mix or any other kind of traumatic event such as the death of a parent, a debilitating accident, a divorce, an illness, extreme poverty or any other harsh adversity that so many people experience early in life, and this causes the destructive programming in a child to be amplified a million times over.

In spite of the multitude of lies that we have adopted as truth about ourselves during the early years, we continue to trudge forward. Dragging along suitcases full of corrupt mental baggage, we eventually land on the doorstep of adulthood where a vast array of new challenges await our arrival. We then choose our education, our spouse, our career, our cars, our homes, our health, our body image and our style of money management all based upon past programming. We define ourselves and our lifestyles based on what others have said about us and judged us to be. We continue to “buy-in” hook, line and sinker to the disapproving opinions of society. Then, we do the unthinkable! We mistakenly but lovingly pass all of this garbage onto our own children. And thus the vicious cycle continues.

What an absolute crime! How many extraordinary people are hiding deep down within themselves terrified to resurface or reveal their true self? After all, why would they? It would certainly be a risk. Society has already told them that they simply do not measure up. Society stated that it is just best if they quietly conform. Don’t make a fuss. Don’t try to be different. Don’t take risks. Don’t step out of line or be exceptional in any way for that is clearly not acceptable. Just don’t even go there!

So why would you ever take another chance at following your dreams, stepping out of the herd or being different in any way?

How many people started off with extraordinary goals and dreams? How many Mozarts, Einsteins or Michael Jordan’s are there out there? I would guess there are millions and millions. But they are all in hiding now, terrified to even try, refusing to subject themselves to any more criticism or condemnation from the “Status Quo”.

How very unfortunate it is for this misguided world, that virtually none of these people and their suppressed greatness will reach the finish line in the truest sense. For can you imagine how glorious this planet would be if we all awoke from our coma of fear and just WENT FOR IT?

So here comes the dreaded question… Is one of these people… YOU?

Where have all of your simply outrageous goals and dreams gone? Are you living them now or have you already conceded to a life of pitiful mediocrity believing with all of your heart that there is simply “Nothing better out there for you”?

The truth is for the most part, that people don’t even know how to dream anymore. They’ve forgotten how. They have literally been brainwashed into believing that conformity and mediocrity is the “best” route for their life.

Take the path of least resistance! Play it safe! Put your head down and follow the herd. Stick to the road that everyone travels. Do not stray from the beaten path, for if you do you will expose yourself to even more ruthless criticism and sorrow than you know now.

What a sorry state we live in. Is mediocrity really the “high bar of achievement?”

Is living a life below the line of emotional poverty really what we were sent here to experience?

One day of monotony simply blends into the next, which turns into years, which evolves into decades… and then poof… it’s over. It’s all done! You find yourself lying cold and lifeless in a lovely wooden box maybe wondering where all the time went, then asking yourself why you wasted so much of it on nonsense. Is this all that life was meant to be? Isn’t there anything more?

What do you think? Is there room in your life for positive change? Is it time for a fresh start in any particular area of your life? Do you have the courage to reprogram your belief system and remember how great you truly are? Are you willing to do the work? Are you prepared to accept change?

Are you ready to “be all that you can be?”

Create positive change in one area of your life today! It’s not always easy nor is it quick. But I assure you, that it’s never too late and it’s always worth it!

Always remember… YOU ARE WORTHY OF SO MUCH MORE!

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Judy MacPherson, Author & Speaker

Is being hit by it… dealing with the shock of it… then learning to cope with it the true reason we’re on this planet?

Is this where the “real” soul growth comes from?

If this is the case then I beg the question…

Why are some families repeatedly slammed with walloping blows of devastation while others seem to sail through life with no tragedy what-so-ever?

Have certain fortunate souls been removed from the list of possible catastrophes that humans can face in a lifetime? And if so I ask… “Then where does their learning and soul growth come from if not from dealing with hardship?”

I spent the first thirty years of my life trudging over one treacherous mountain after another. As a young person I existed in what seemed like a permanent state of devastation. During those decades of trial, I honestly came to believe that life could be no other way. I knew nothing of harmony, solitude or abundance. I knew nothing of peace, joy or unconditional love. I’d never experienced it. So how could I possibly know it existed?

Though countless blows hit my family for years, self pity never became a crutch of mine. In spite of all the adversity, I never stomped my feet in anger and screamed into the vortex, “Why me AGAIN?” I was so busy trying to survive it that I didn’t have time to sit back and feel sorry for myself.

For years I never understood it yet I knew “it” existed. I knew other families that were also being chased by “it”. I knew I was terrified of “it”, but I didn’t know how to get out from beneath it for it seemed to follow me everywhere. That “it” was the black cloud of impending doom.

As we overcame each painful “life-slap” to the back of the head, the next one seemed to be right around the corner only bigger, more taxing, more emotionally ravaging than the previous one. My family had its share of challenges indeed!

On the other hand, I’ve been affiliated with another family at whom I’ve marveled for decades. With absolute wonder, I’ve studied the dynamics of this family for the better part of my life.

The mind blowing feature about this group in particular is that up to this point in time (including all the branches of grandparents, children, grandchildren and great grandchildren) not a single member of this unit has been challenged with any type of tragedy or life altering adversity what-so-ever. The group currently ranges in age from three months to eighty-five years old and has collectively known nearly a century of continuous, stable, balanced, flat-lined life or in other words “none of the really tough stuff”.

They’ve had no death, no divorce, no illness, no abandonment, no accidents, no abuse, no debilitation of any kind, no loss of a child, nor major financial struggles or bankruptcy. They’ve never lost their homes nor their employment. They’ve never watched someone die, never planned a funeral, never had to console anyone who has.

The entire family plods merrily along the game of life experiencing absolutely no crushing lows.

I find it remarkable that this entire group has lived through decades and decades without ever being touched by the “tough stuff”. I marvel at their success in somehow avoiding life’s ruthless challenges – the harsh ones that knock you to your knees – the ones that make you wonder if you’ll ever get back up again. These very fine people seem to have the golden touch and to this day, remain virtually unscathed by the notorious black cloud of doom.

When some families go through so much trial and others so little is there any wonder why we have such breakdowns in communication, divorce or conflict on this planet? In all fairness, how can a person who has experienced no hardship possibly understand, relate to or cohabitate with someone who has had so much? If we are the sum of our experiences, then these two people and all their beliefs and philosophies on life are not even remotely speaking the same language!

How can anyone who has not experienced what I have possibly understand the way my head works. How can I ever expect them to support the decisions I make, the fights I take on, the fire in my gut, the unusually strong survival skills I possess. How can I expect them to understand me or respect my choices when our lives and challenges have been so dramatically different? It’s like we’re from two different planets.

I define tragedy as an event that unexpectedly jars you out of the natural progression of life. In other words, I believe the natural progression of life (more or less) is that kids grow up, get a job, get married, have children of their own and then do their best to maneuver through a typical range of moderate challenges and struggles having to do with daily life. Then a few decades later, their kids leave home, the parents clean up debt, pay off the mortgage, retire and live happily ever after!

Though it’s always a loss when it happens, we naturally expect our parents and grandparents to die before us. It’s the natural progression of what we call life. It is what is expected.

However, we do not expect that our children will die before us. We do not expect a debilitating accident, violent abuse, divorce or a fatal illness. These tragedies for example are the devastating blows I’m referring to that rock you into a world of challenge like you never dreamed possible. Challenges such as these change a person forever. They tax your survival skills, your faith, your mental, emotional and physical strength. And it isn’t until much later in life that we realize they were also the times of the greatest personal growth. It isn’t until the stinging slice in our heart begins to heal that we realize we are then stronger at a core level. Tragedy causes our root beliefs, philosophies on life and daily actions to become something completely different than they were. They cause dramatic and permanent change in a person.

So how on earth can a marriage or friendship be expected to survive when two people have experienced such dramatically different situations – some being nothing and some being cut to the core. It’s a wonder we can communicate at all let alone live together.

To this point as a parent, I believed I could raise respectful, disciplined children who understood their duty to give back to the planet as well as assist others in need. I believed I could teach them the noble virtue of “fighting for someone weaker” or lifting someone up who is emotionally trodden on. I believed I could instill them with the spirit to “never-quit” when they believe wholeheartedly in something. I believed I could do all of this and at the same time provide them with a positive, balanced, loving childhood free of tragedy. I believed I could push all the unpleasant learning out of their paths. I thought I could remove all the painful experiences from their walk and still somehow they would have the guts, the tenacity, the survival skills needed to go out with a prominent voice and change this world for the better. And to a degree I have. But to another degree I have come to understand that much of what sets my gut on fire, much of what causes me to latch onto a noble cause and fight for what is morally right is due to what I survived. The undaunted strength that causes me to step out of the masses and then lead them was not given to me by anyone! It was not a loving gift I received from a kind relative. It is an accumulation of survival skills that were learned because they had to be! It’s a fearlessness that was acquired after numerous battles that I fought in order to survive.

Though my children are extraordinary and will hopefully make great positive change on this planet before they die, they also have experienced no devastation. They’ve never lived it. So they can’t possibly understand it. And at times they stare at me blankly not totally understanding what makes me tick.

So… “Can you teach a person to have a passionate fire in their gut?” Can you provide that for your children… or is it something one acquires when the tough stuff hits.

I’ve yet to see this trait be instilled in anyone without exposure to the tough stuff. I do not believe the raging fire in a person’s gut can be taught or bought. I believe it surges through the veins, the bones, through every cell and fibre of a person, but only because at one time it had to. Those who have survived the tough stuff know this fire well. They can’t fight it. They can’t pretend it isn’t there.

Though I now live a loving, abundant existence, I simply cannot snuff out the fire in my gut when something needs to be accomplished or challenged. When I see a situation that is just morally wrong something happens in the pit of my stomach. Something starts churning within me that soon feels like an erupting volcano. This feeling is not anger but more-so a fury of force that must be channeled. It’s not something I can fake, nor is it something I can ignore. It’s literally a fire in my gut and it came from surviving the tough stuff.

So often you hear of employers searching for dynamic employees with a “fire in their gut!”

Little do they understand that they asking the wrong questions at the interview. It’s not about a university degree or previous experience in the industry. They are searching in the wrong places for these extraordinary people.

A statement like “Tell me about your life” will sift out the survivors with the true fire in their guts. These are the people who will go the distance for their employer or for anyone else for that matter… for that’s all that they know how to do – is keep on going til you can’t go no more!

If you’ve journeyed through your own valley of “tough stuff, I salute you. You are truly remarkable!

Have an extraordinary day!
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Having spent time in the financial services industry, it was a big part of my job to sit at the kitchen table and get to know my client’s hopes, goals and dreams. I would then guide them through the proper financial planning needed to make these ideals someday become a reality.

But even after years in the industry, it never ceased to amaze me how these mature, educated adults had literally forgotten how to dream. I would often try to guide them into creative dreaming with such comments as, “Let’s suspend reality for a moment and pretend that you have just won $50 million. Money will never again be an object of concern for you. There is more than enough money for you and your loved ones to live an extraordinary life. What’s the first thing you would do?”

Common answers to this mind blowing question would often be something like, “Well… I guess the first thing I would do is pave the driveway or maybe I would repaint the bathroom. I certainly wouldn’t want a bigger house or more property because then I would just have to clean it or cut more grass.”Pave the driveway? Repaint the bathroom? Clean the house? Not! Cut the grass? No way! Hire a gardener! $50 Million! Yikes!!

But quite honestly these less than mediocre dreams were the very best they could come up with at the time. That’s the most creative thought they had! And this type of answer didn’t come from just one family. It was common among most everyone I sat with!

But why? Why couldn’t they dream any bigger than merely paving the driveway?

I believe it is because these otherwise very fine people have been pounded down and pummeled by life for decades. They have been kicked and beaten down by the opinions of others, by defeating self-talk, by slipping self-worth. All belief and hope for something better discipated over the years!

The average adult has his or her thoughts and vision cast to the floor day in and day out. They merely go through the motions of what is expected of them to survive. Get out of bed. Go to work. Come home. Cook, clean, watch television and then go to bed again. And that’s life!

If you’ve managed to secure a job providing enough income where you can actually pay the bills at the end of each month then you are really doing well. But most people haven’t. With increasing financial pressure and shattered lost dreams, they behave like a medicated mouse in a maze. They go through the feeble motions of their life hating almost every minute of it consumed with worry and disappointment. They spend decades at unfulfilling, meaningless jobs, missing the people they love the most, getting paid less than they’re effort is worth and still they can’t pay all of the bills!

Once again, I know this is the case because I did it! I lived it too! I sacrificed many valuable years scurrying madly through the maze, frantically bumping into walls – but getting no where!

It’s time to open your eyes and take a look at the big picture. How many more laps of the maze are you going to run before you burn out completely? The rat race is self-serving. It will get you no where.

When I think about the energy I spent, the worry I felt and the ridiculous chances I took with my safety for fifteen years all in an effort to climb the corporate ladder, advance or at the very least keep my job, it makes me crazy!

At eight months pregnant, I commuted through the worst snow storm of the century. It took me five hours in a blizzard to get from my home to my office that day. Only to turn around and come back home through the same storm at which time I lost control of my vehicle on black ice. I smashed the entire back end out of my SUV. I was then rushed to the hospital by ambulance because the medics could no longer detect the heartbeat of my unborn child!

And I did this for what? I did it all in the name of the job! I did it because I was terrified not to! Such insanity on my part!

Near the end of my time in that world, I would wake up at 5:00 am every morning. I would vomit from stress, then shower, dress, sedate myself with valium and then drive two hours in bumper to bumper traffic all before my twelve hour work day began. But this is the corporate life! I had the big city, prestigious marketing job that everyone dreams of having. The money and perks seemed really great right up to the point where the position nearly killed me.

I finally gave my head a shake as I stared at my two beautiful little boys sleeping in the middle of the night. It was then that I admitted to myself that they needed a mom far more than I needed that job.

After fifteen years of grueling agony, I eventually left the big city career behind forever. I ran frantically from the envied career that most university graduates would kill for! I drove home that last day in a sorry state of total corporate burn-out!

My last six months on the job were the worst! Migraines and a racing heartbeat were what I called normal. My health was deteriorating rapidly.

I now visualize the big city corporate world as a massive, unforgiving machine which is housed in a huge black metal box. It lures you through the front door with promise of wealth and success. But through the back door, it leaves a sadistic path of wreckage that chomps you up and steals the best years of your life. The day I left that world, was the day I vowed that I would never go back!

Think about it! How are you spending the best years of your life? Could there be something better out there for you?

Let’s act like kids again and play a game. This game is called “Let’s Pretend!”

Let’s suspend current reality for an hour. Let’s pretend through some unexpected means that $50,000,000 just dropped into your lap. You never have to concern yourself about a lack of money again. Aside from receiving this huge sum, you have hired an excellent financial planner who is going to invest a large portion of it, whereby with proper growth the money will never run out.

So, you now have absolutely no money worries! With a clean sheet of paper in front of you, read over each question listed below, then sit back and close your eyes for a moment. Visualize your most “out of the box, incredibly insane dreams.” The dreams that you had pretty much forgotten about because you believed they were impossible to achieve.

Once every detail of the picture is clear in your mind, then open your eyes and write it all down. Go crazy with your thoughts. For the moment believe that everything is possible. You can have it all! Think BIG. Be detailed and CLEAR and go wild!
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Read each statement below, reflect and then respond to it in your journal. Be as specific as possible. Keep writing until the thought dries up.
You just received $50,000,000.

What type of home(s) would you live in?

Consideration: Luxurious condo, country estate, what square footage, how much land, where in the world would it be, how many bathrooms, style of kitchen, colour of walls, style of furniture, type of exterior brick, style of landscaping, pool, tennis court, 4 door garage etc…? How would you feel living in that house right now? Think out of the box and be specific.
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What vehicle(s) would you own and drive?

Consideration: Type, year, colour, power, interior etc…? How would you feel driving that vehicle right now? Think out of the box and be specific.
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If worldwide travel is important to you, where would you go?

Consideration: Where, why, how many trips per year, how long would they be, how would you travel – luxury or backpacking for the experience, who would you take with you etc…? How would you feel if you were in that destination right now? Think wildly out of the box and be specific.
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If education is important to you, what would you go back to school to study and why?

Consideration: Where, why, what would you study or is it important for you to pay for someone else’s education, i.e. children or grandchildren etc…? How would you feel being able to do that right now? Think out of the box and be specific.
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Which friends or family members would you share your new wealth with and why?

Consideration: Who are they, why would you give to them, what would you buy or pay off for them, how would this money better their lives etc…? How would it make you feel solving money problems for those you love? Think out of the box and be specific.
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What charities would you support either by giving money or of your time?

Consideration: List your charities and personal reasons for these choices. How much money and or time would you give annually? What would you hope to gain or change by these efforts etc…? How would you feel spending your time or money in this way? Think out of the box and be specific.
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Once you have completed all the answers in detail, hang the sheet of paper where you will see it repeatedly throughout your day (ie. On your bathroom mirror, on the dash of your car, on the front of your refrigerator.) Leave it there for a month. Become obsessed with these wonderful thoughts and dreams again.

Perhaps it is time for Positive Change in your life.

Be the master of your own destiny!
You can do it! You are worthy of so much more!

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson
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I knew that by my twenty-fifth birthday I had truly arrived! I had actually arrived at a destination at which I had been focused on and headed toward since the moment of my birth. I had finally reached the point in my life where I was “afraid” of everything. I was scared or intimidated by absolutely everything!

Terrified of people, places, things, the past, the present, the future, being successful, being a failure, being laughed at, ridiculed, praised or honoured, taking risks, avoiding risks, being loved or being unloved. I was afraid of just plain “being.” You name it, I was afraid of it!

With each new day, I’d unknowingly acknowledge something new to dread. Whether it was warranted or not I accepted it as my own. As I adopted each new fear, it would be sucked in and shoved down among the rest of the junk churning in my gut which only added to the internal brew of poison that was already stewing there.

I can look anyone in the eye and tell them with certainty, that living a “Fear Based Life” is a nasty, painful way to put in time!

With every year that passed year, the pollution in my mind boiled and festered into a more sickening concoction. I felt powerless, victimized and worthless. My life was one enormous and constant anxiety attack! There was no where to run from what was happening in my own mind. There was no where to hide. Fear causes worry and stress. Worry and stress will eventually break the body and mind down to dust. They will curse and destroy you like the scourge. They have no mercy, nothing positive to offer what-so-ever. They will devastate you, yet they are invisible. They are a falsehood! They are the emotional result of non-productive lies. Worry and stress are a form of self-sabotaging punishment that we willingly inflict upon ourselves when our version of the truth becomes blurred.

Fear ran my life completely right up to the point where my diluted mind eventually snapped and lethal depression took over in its place! And it was about then that the days of my life started to get very dark indeed.

Fear can rob you of everything. But it thrives abundantly in the specific arena of stealing your hopes, your dreams, your goals and all the other marvelous possibilities that are just awaiting the breath of life. Fear is ruthless. It can spread through your world like a cancer. It debilitates. It causes you to stall and doubt yourself and then it robs you of precious time. It can rob you of decades. If you let it, it will devour all the time you have left here.

Fear – Lead me to Worry…
Worry – Lead me to Stress…
Stress – Lead me to Depression…
Depression – Lead me to total Darkness…

It was quite a nasty ride… for a very long time!

I think back on my life now with a clear and confident mind and can only shake my head as I recall my numb existence back then. Remarkably so, my list of fears was a long one, but near the top of the list sat something that most other human beings would never even think to be afraid of. But yet I was. I was terrified of it! It was one of my worst fears of all and I avoided it at all cost. I had a debilitating fear… of my mailbox! In my sick, demented mind, my mailbox was a living, breathing entity and it scared me to death! Yes, even the bloody mailbox had power and control over my life back then.

I was twenty-five years old and lived alone in a tiny, bachelor apartment. It was a small town whereby I had to go to the local post office to pick up my mail which I should’ve done on a daily basis. The evil mailbox in question and to which I was so frightened was affixed to the outside wall of the post office and was about the size of a small shoebox. As my fear of this shiny, steel demon increased over time, the time span between my mail pick-ups also increased. It eventually came to be six to eight weeks between the times that I would unlock the little door and yank out the huge amount of mail that was crammed inside the box.

Every couple of months after I gathered up enough courage to attend to this miserable task, I’d first go into a full blown anxiety attack which was always combined with extreme nausea. I’d then heave a sigh of absolute defeat and then force myself to get in my car and go.

I’d usually attend to this gruesome chore late at night when no one else was nearby to witness my very shameful behaviour. I’d drive into the parking lot, leave the car running and dash to the mailbox before anyone could see me.

Fear and shame! More fear and more shame all produced within my own twisted mind about “my mail”… something that surely no one else cared about nor judged me for! How absolutely ridiculous was this behaviour? I was living in a world of warped illusion all based upon extreme fear!

I’d quickly dump the huge amount of crumpled, outdated mail into a grocery bag, lock the door and dash back to my car heaving a sigh of relief that I didn’t have to come back again for another couple of months.

How completely absurd was this mindset?

What I have since concluded to be the basis of this “fear of the mailbox phenomenon” was likely the cracked foundation of all of my fears at the time. Twenty years ago, my young and distorted belief system was absolutely entrenched with deep seeded feelings and fears, of failure, shame, unworthiness, rejection, public embarrassment and extreme concern about what other people thought of me and the value they placed upon me. Other people’s opinions were surely the God given truth about me… or so I thought at the time. The sticky notes I had accepted over the years as reality were indeed slowly killing me.

The “mailbox” signified and spoke volumes to me about what I was worth. There always seemed to be bills that I couldn’t pay, threats about cutting off my phone and hydro, bounced cheques and a surplus of nasty letters from people who didn’t want to do business with me anymore or at least at the time that’s what I interpreted it all as. There was likely some good stuff in there as well but I sure couldn’t see it for all the bad.

To me, in the mental state I was in twenty years ago, it was a bi-monthly grocery bag full of threats, fear and rejection and the experience was always the same – nothing short of harrowing! Every two months I was publicly reminded that I was loser and everyone knew it… or so I thought.

Fear of the mailbox! For me it was very real. I adopted it, lived with it for years and allowed it to do some serious damage to my life back then.

Fear is a debilitating experience that when downloaded onto your psyche it acts as an infectious disease. It flows through your veins, contaminates your blood, stifles your lungs and then paralyzes your mind and body. When fear connects with other toxic strains the caustic influence gains power and speed. It can easily become the dominant force by which all of your decisions are made.

Fear can paralyze you! It can suffocate and destroy you. It can suck the life right out of your body. Thus you are held captive and for the most part, life just passes you by. Then, all you have left to do is wait out your time. Pass the time safely without any risk or consequences. It doesn’t really matter how. For whom you truly are and what you came here to accomplish are now irrelevant because you are too frightened to try to achieve anything anyway. So just kill the time. Doesn’t matter how! And don’t worry, the decades will pass quickly.

We end up trudging through life in a coma. The precious amount time we were given on this planet to evolve our souls to a higher level of consciousness instead becomes a prison sentence whereby we serve eighty years of struggle, disease, disappointment, mediocrity and unhappiness. Despair and hopelessness become a way of life.

But what does having “Fear” really mean? When you fear something does it mean there may be risk involved? Does it mean there is a chance that things will not work out as you hope? Does it mean there may be pain somewhere in the situation and that it may hurt somehow? Does it mean that there may be loss?

- Risk – Chance – Pain – Loss –

This may be true. These outcomes may indeed be the case when you try to achieve something new. But they are also all possible outcomes that are sitting in the future!

When you fear something, you are spending vital life energy worrying about something that hasn’t happened yet and maybe never will! Now I ask you, is this really a good spend of your precious time and energy?

Become familiar with the expansion of the word F.E.A.R.?

F = False
E = Evidence
A = Appearing
R = Real

Clearly stated, you are borrowing trouble from the future that may never materialize. It may never arrive.

You will find that most of the great achievers and self-made millionaires on this planet have not only taken a lot of calculated risks over the course of their lives, but have also made numerous good attempts at running their own businesses or striving to achieve their goals. The key word here, being “numerous”.

Whether it is Walt Disney, Henry Ford or Thomas Edison, you will also find that when you study these great ones there is a common thread among them all. That thread is what makes them truly great and separates them from the class distinction of “average and ordinary.”

That common thread is that…

They build it, they lose it,
They build it, they lose it,

They build it…
They build it…
They build it!”
And each time the great ones tried to build it but instead lost it or failed at it, the “masses of middling” were standing nearby armed and ready with “I told you so!” speaches. But the great ones merely smiled politely, turned away and went back to the drawing board to begin again. They refused them. They refused to accept the belittling, negative opinions of others. They believed in themselves and their dream so emphatically that the nay-sayers had absolutely no affect on them. They didn’t quit. They didn’t buckle under the pressure and say, “Hey! Maybe they’re right! Maybe I am a loser who will never accomplish anything.” They simply analyzed what went wrong, filed it all in their brain as great learning then started planning for the next attempt.

Now that’s not to say that they didn’t feel disappointment as one thing ended as less than they had hoped. Nor did they not feel fear as they started again because no doubt they did. But they went after the dream anyway, a little stronger and a little wiser with every new attempt.

I understand and appreciate that life is a collection of experiences. They make us who we are. The really tough times are what cause the greatest amount of growth of our mind and spirit. Admittedly, because of my extraordinary journey through the swamp of crap, I’ve grown an awful lot since then!

I’ve been knocked down and kicked harshly over the years. I’ve hung by my fingernails at times when the winds were howling fiercely. I’ve made a lot of mistakes and misjudged some things. But man-o’-man… I’ve never quit! I kept climbing even when I wasn’t sure where I was going. I just kept on climbing. And now as I enjoy a life of harmony and abundance, I cast a glance back over my shoulder, smile and yell to the critics;

“I may have failed a few times… But at least I had the guts to try!”

I remain steadfast and strong in my belief that life was meant to be more! Precious time was supposed to be better spent. Growth and learning were intended to be greater.

The “flat liners” take the slow and steady route. No risk, no loss, no surprises and no learning!

The “mountain climbers” may be bumped and bruised a bit, but the view from the peaks is extraordinary!

Be the master of your own destiny!
You’re worth it! You can do it!

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson

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In hindsight, calling it “pain” is a gross understatement. The words “fear” or “abuse” don’t even come close. A twisted life of psychological terror and sadistic physical cruelty may be somewhere near the truth. But even then… not quite there yet!

Being a kid in my house was tough! One just never knew who would be next, what they were in store for or why. Some called it “walking on eggshells”. But to me, it was more like treading in a cesspool of churning gut-rut! And we survived there for years!

There was never a break and there was indeed vile danger for us all. Not only physical danger, but the emotional scarring that this lifestyle left in its wake became a prison sentence that held us captive for decades. We were taught that we were all inferior to him. We were worthless… and we all knew it! There was simply no doubt to be found.

We lived with his undying threat that if we told anyone, disobeyed him or ran, then he would hunt us down and either kill us or make our lives a “living hell”.

This “living hell” he promised… was not far from the truth.

My life of degradation continued for many years. My self-esteem, confidence and self-worth were stripped from my branches and used as kindling wood for the raging inferno that stoked his illness. He continued to perfect his psychotic mind games as only a master could. Being hammered into submission day after day, year after year, I came to know my lowly place on this planet.

My family didn’t “break up” in the years that followed… it “blew up!” It exploded and shattered into a million pieces. But for the Grace of God, I eventually escaped from that life of torment only to begin the struggle of trying to make it on own in a world that I knew nothing about. Back in those days, I was terrified of absolutely everything and nothing seemed to come easy for me. And then after a few years of struggle… my telephone rang at 3:00 a.m. on Tuesday, April 15th, 1987. It was a call that chills me to the bone to this very day. It was one of those pivotal phone calls that sharply reminds a person that before it came, their problems were miniscule.

My father’s voice quivered through the receiver as he explained to me that there had been a spectacular car crash on a local highway. That numbing phone call changed my life forever! It changed my purpose. It changed my destiny. It totally changed my views on life – for it nearly caused me to end my own.

In spite of everything I had endured to that point, I’d never known such emptiness. Nothing even came close to how much this loss hurt. My gut felt like bleeding, raw flesh. My heart had been carved out of my chest. For months after the accident I could hardly breathe as my body dealt with the severe distress through relentless vomiting and violent convulsions. This unspeakable sorrow continued for what seemed like forever until finally I had absolutely nothing left. I was completely hollow inside… and this time… I had truly hit bottom!

But this time I was certain that I couldn’t get back up again.

If life on this planet is indeed meant for our soul growth and we grow richly from adversity and failure, then I’m sure I had been fast-tracking in the accelerated course.

It was about then that I found myself wondering if there wasn’t supposed to be more to this life. Surely God didn’t intend for us to be in that much emotional pain and turmoil forever. There just had to be more. There just had to be something better, something more meaningful. “Pain” could simply not be the basis of my existence because if was, then I was ready to throw in the towel and forfeit the rest of the game.

So there I stood. A tiny broken person at the base of the massive mountain called “Recovery”. I stood there for what seemed like years, alone and in silence. I gazed way upward while my eyes searched frantically for the peaks. But the mountain was so big and steep that the glorious pinnacles that I searched for were hidden by dense clouds. But still, I just knew they had to be up there. I knew there had to be a better life somewhere, a life that didn’t hurt quite so much. It had to exist. If only I could find it.

I knew that the mountain before me symbolized a difficult journey of recovery back to who I was when I first came into this world. I knew it would be tough and take a long time and that I was ill-equipped for the challenge. But I just had to believe that the majestic peaks found at the end of the journey indicated that happiness, fulfillment, love, joy, forgiveness, abundance, success and soul growth were there for the taking for those who had the courage to climb. Those peaks were there. But I just couldn’t see them from where I was standing at that moment.

And then in July of 1989, it finally came to me somehow from somewhere that all I needed to have to start this journey up the mountain and search for a better life was a little faith… just a tiny bit of faith. That was all I needed. So I dug deep down into the depths of my fragmented soul and pulled out a tiny sliver of belief. And then, seeing no better option in the foreseeable future and really having nothing left to lose… I took the chance and started the climb!

Since then, I have trudged miles and miles up the mountain of recovery. And true enough, just as I was lead to believe in the beginning, though the journey is a tough one, I have reached some of the most beautiful peaks imaginable. Life can be a wonderful, fulfilling experience with more joy and abundance than you can imagine! The perfect health is there! The success and money are there! The loving relationships are there! It’s all right there. And there’s plenty of it! More than enough for everyone!

Restoring your belief system to its original divine certainty of how “truly great you are” can take some time. For some of us, depending upon the severity of damage that was done, it may take longer than for others. But I commit to you it is very possible! If I can do it then so can you!

The air is fresh and clean up here! I do hope you’ll join me!

Let’s get started!

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When was it exactly (back in history) that the concept of speaking the truth to each other became so dramatically skewed?

When was it that we all came to believe that it was improper or impolite to verbalize the blunt essentials of life?

When exactly did we all become so politically correct and more importantly… why? What good has it done for society?

If I were to ask my husband this question, “Honey… Does my butt look fat in these pants?”

His very quick and instinctive answer would be something like, “No, not at all Jude. You look great! I don’t know why you’d ask such a question!”

When or if in fact, my butt looked absolutely gigantic in those pants, why didn’t he just say so?

And therein lies the state of affairs I’ve been pondering over the past few months. In conscious awareness I’ve been studying the conversations that go on around me on a daily basis. And as predicted, like a merry-go-round at warp speed it’s all just a blur of superficial nonsense!

Where did all the honesty go? Why can’t we all just be real about life and speak the truth? Not in a hurtful or malicious way, but in a loving and caring way. Why have we all become so hypersensitive to the obvious?

“Yes Judy! Your butt looks fat in those pants!”

We ask the questions, but we really don’t want to hear the answers.

The fact is that if my backside is enormous and if my husband had chosen to answer honestly, he’d put himself at great risk. He risked me being emotionally wounded by the truth. He risked that I would no longer feel good about my appearance. He risked me blowing a mental gasket and calling him insensitive and hurtful. Telling me the truth just wasn’t worth the potential explosion afterward and like most every other man on the planet would, he knew it! So then why would he?

But let’s lift the foggy cloud of denial that we all hide behind for a moment and pretend like he felt completely at ease with telling me the truth. If my butt was bursting the seams of those pants and he told me so, then I have a few choices on how I can react now don’t I. I can take the pants off and wear something else. I can leave the pants on and go about my evening anyway. Or I can live in awareness, start to exercise, eat healthier and shed the back-end trailer I’d been hauling around behind me for decades. In all honesty… the later would be a healthier way to live and likely prolong my life now wouldn’t it!

So few people speak frankly these days, that when someone actually does, it jumps out at you as being odd, different or offensive in someway.

While driving, I often tune into a radio program where a very entertaining host named Dave Ramsey gives out financial advice to people who call in with money problems. Having spent years in the financial services industry I find these discussions particularly interesting. But what I love even more than his financial advice is his forthright honesty! This man seems to have very little patience for what North America has adopted as political correctness. He doesn’t seem the least bit concerned that his truthful demeanor might be perceived as offensive or hurtful. The people call in voluntarily, lay out their financial sob story to Dave and then he tells’m like it is.

“Buying a $50,000 pick-up truck last year when you couldn’t afford the bills you already had was the stupidest thing you ever could’ve done! What on earth were you thinking? Now, you need to sell that truck today and get yourself on a debt reduction plan immediately! That was a really dumb thing you did! How did you think you were going to make the payments?” He verbally slammed the caller.

I laugh hysterically at his refreshing bluntness! He wastes no time. He goes for the jugular. He tells the absolute truth. And quite frankly, I’ve never heard a caller rip back him for speaking the way he does. There is usually a prolonged period of silence from them as they get verbally spanked for their irresponsible financial behavior.

Thank goodness for people like Dave Ramsey! I respect and applaud his openness! And if statistics on his callers could be tracked, I’ll bet the financial success rate of the people he spoke bluntly to is astonishingly high. There is no gray area when Dave is giving feedback!

To give another perspective…

I recently listened to a Canadian broadcast expert who announced with intention to the universe that the word “Fat” is no longer politically acceptable. The word “Fat” is now to be considered offensive, hurtful and should never be used from one person to another. “Even when asked,” She lectured, “One person has no right to use the words “Fat” or “Obese” to another person.”

“Wow!” I marveled at the stupidity of her comment. “Does that mean that even doctors cannot use these words when giving advice to their patients who are literally killing themselves with obesity?”

But according to this Canadian expert on human behaviour, no one has the right to utter these very offensive words under any circumstances any longer!

Who makes up this crap? Who was that lady? What makes her an expert on life?

Perhaps if we talked more openly about the excess fat that we all carry around, in a productive, nutritionally honest manner then rates of heart disease and diabetes would dramatically decline. But in Canada that’s apparently not where we’re heading! We are no longer permitted to even so much as utter these terrible words!

What an absolute claptrap of noise pollution!

No one speaks the blunt truth anymore! We all go about life kidding each other, becoming experts on the game “Let’s Pretend.”

What on earth are we doing? What kind of next generation are we creating?

Can you imagine a world where as in the movie “Liar Liar” with Jim Carey, we couldn’t help but tell the truth? The truth was all we knew how to communicate. But when speaking with such bluntness we knew that our comments would be received with gratitude and understanding. If only we could all “accept” the truth and not assume it as an insult or critical stab wound to our psyche.

How about talking to your kids about sex? How’s that sit with you? A bit of honesty in this area might just save your kid from STD’s, AID’s or unplanned pregnancies. How bluntly do you speak in this category?

How about being frank to your kid about drugs? What about having a constant and open dialogue on the importance of fitness versus childhood obesity? How about speaking of a healthy mindset and your kid’s goals, dreams and aspirations? How about talking to your kid about proper money management! Do we utter the absolute truth in any of these areas? Not usually. Whether talking to our kids or to anyone else for that matter, we plod through life muttering plastic lies to everyone we commune with.

Where’s the honesty gone? How did this all happen? Life and its pitiful means of communication have become one big fat contradiction! Why can’t we just tell the truth without worrying about hurting people? Why isn’t the truth accepted as a means of love and genuine concern?

Are you confused? Because I certainly am!

If my butt looks fat in those pants… then it does! And maybe I should do something about it instead of being hurt because someone had the guts to tell me so!

I hope one day all of these self-proclaimed-political-correctness-experts go find something else to do with their time. Blunt honesty in a caring and loving manner can do nothing but help those interested in hearing the truth. The truth causes growth and most often positive change. And Heaven knows we can all use a bit more of that.

I hope someday we can all stop playing these silly games of denial and miscommunication and get back to all that really is.

Until then my advice to the world is… if you don’t want to hear the answer… then don’t ask the question!

… Otherwise you’re just kidding yourself!
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We learn thousands of words in the first ten years of life. We learn letters, syllables, verbs, nouns and pro-nouns. We learn words that sound the same but mean something different. We learn how to spell them, speak them, read them, write them, rhyme them and sing them. We learn to type them, text them and tweet them. We turn them into essays and math problems. We place them in a row and then ponder over the collective meaning of them.

As children, we are graded by our knowledge of them. We are passed through the educational system based on our grasp of them. Then after years of learning about words, we print them on what we call a resume and hope they say what an employer wants to hear.

So much time is spent “on words” that we come to use them without thought just as we draw air for our lungs on each breath. As foolish adult creatures we cast them from our lips without care. Far too often, we spew them at random to anyone within range and usually without reason.

Words, words, words… we spend a lot of time using them.

But it isn’t until much later in life that we actually learn – THE POWER OF THEM!

He was a decent kid. He was respectful and disciplined. He was 17 years old and as we all did at some point, he placed one particular teacher up on a pedestal of utmost admiration. This teacher became a mentor and coach for the teen. In the eyes of the kid, he could do no wrong!

It was a healthy student / teacher relationship right up to the point that a mistake was made in class and something was accidentally broken. The teacher exploded into a fit of rage. More-so angry at the situation, he mistakably launched a verbal attack against his favourite student.

“You broke it! You pay for it!” He bellowed at the unsuspecting teen. “You are completely useless! As a matter of fact, if I can’t trust you then I don’t want you back in my class ever again! Do you understand me?”

The teacher’s fury shot across the room like a barrage of bullets straight into the heart of a kid who was completely unprepared for the wounding strike. Powerful, angry words! Accusations, disappointment, embarrassment, rejection and degradation all neatly packaged within one enraged paragraph!

The shocked student chose not to return fire, giving no verbal response to the cutting string of anger. Internally devastated, he picked up his books and quietly left the room.

The explosion didn’t last long, but the teacher’s choice of words left a mess of damage in its wake.

The power of words is unmistakably awesome! Little do we realize the impact that our words have on those around us.

Worthless – Shamed – Stupid – Fat – Lazy – Failure – Guilty – Disgrace – A loser – An irritation – Just taking up space – Ugly – To blame for everything – Can’t learn – Can’t hold a job – Crook – Thief – Dishonest – Clumsy – A Disappointment!

Even on this page as I boldly stare back at them, these words bear an upsetting sting.

They are just blotches of black ink placed together in a line, but still they seem to leap off the page with intended injury. Here and now they are not being cast at anyone during this post, but like a shiny steel blade they have a painfully cutting edge.

Words, words, words! Powerful, powerful words! Just simple letters in a row, but one way or another they can trigger enormous influence. They can raise a man to heaven or crush him to the ground.

At some point during our fifteen years of schooling, it would be a worthwhile exercise to study the enormous impact of the words they feel it so imperative we learn.

Whether you’re a parent, a sibling, a child, a friend, a spouse, a coach or anyone else for that matter, your words carry more influence good or bad than you could ever imagine. Whether they’re written or spoken they can encourage the impossible or be used as weapons of mass destruction!

They were eight years old and played the final hockey game of the season with more purpose and heart than anyone ever had! Battling a team that was bigger, stronger and faster in no way deterred these young players from wanting to win this final game after losing the entire season.

The score was zero – zero as the nail-biter went into its second overtime period.

Back and forth they skated draining every last bit of energy from their young bodies. And then finally, the opposing team scored and won the game. Though disappointed about the end result, our young players left the ice feeling great about themselves for they knew they had given their all.

After a lengthy wait outside the change room door, the head coach came bolting out then disappeared quickly down the hallway. As I then entered the room I simply could not believe what I saw. Fifteen young players sat leaning against the wall still in full equipment. Their faces were literally gray and most of them had tears streaming down their cheeks.

“What just happened in here?” I asked my son as I untied his skates.

“He called us all losers! He said we didn’t even try to win the game and that he was ashamed of us!” He explained bursting into tears.

“I played hard. I did my best. I don’t want to play hockey anymore mom.”

Words, words, words! Destructive, critical, devastating words! The younger the person… the greater the damage!

It was very much in that coach’s best interest that he left the arena as quickly as he did that day!

Demeaning, critical words do not make children into superstar athletes! Screaming through a child’s facemask does not make him want to perform at his ultimate ability. And it never will! It only speaks of how needy the coach is himself. But more importantly it destroys the child!

There are extremely effective ways to critique a child’s effort or behaviour without stripping them of their worth, yet so few adults who influence children on a daily basis bother to worry about it!

Even without intending to be cruel, words spoken to children in particular can impact their lives so deeply.

So often loving parents who are only trying to spare their children from future disappointment use phrases like;

“But honey, you’ll never be tall enough to be a professional football player,”

Or

“Your school grades aren’t high enough for you to become a doctor.”

Or

“You can’t dance. You have two left feet.”

“You shouldn’t learn to ride a horse. You might fall off and get hurt.”

With these or any one of a million other loving but debilitating statements surging through a child’s mind, he walks away from the conversation believing that it must be true. After all, someone he loves and trusts just said it was so. So how could it not be true?

“I guess I’m too short to play football!” The child reasons. “And I believe it because my mom just said it was so.”

And thus that child takes those words and acts them out for the rest of his life. That child will indeed never ever be a football player because he was told and thus believes that he’ll never measure up.

So even if it has always been his secret dream to play professional football and someday win the Super Bowl… it isn’t anymore! Because he is now positive, absolutely certain that he’ll never be tall enough and that it can’t ever happen – all because his loving mother used words that declared his dreams impossible!

A string of words put together, delivered by even a well intentioned person can so easily close mental doors of opportunity that should’ve remained wide open. Words can encourage the impossible or kill the dream at the speed of light.

So please, do the world a favour and watch what you say to the children in your life. Your words good or bad can mark them forever! If you don’t know what to say to kids, then please don’t say anything at all.

In the adult world much is the same. Lives are built and destroyed based on words – words from those who love you, from those who hurt you and from those who don’t even know you. We usually grow up and get tougher, but deep inside the power of words is still unmistakably awesome!

On a positive note, a person can experience an immediate and lasting lift of spirit by just hearing a few encouraging syllables. Not only do positive words cause wellness, belief, hope and good energy to manifest in the “receiver”, but studies show that even the “sender” of kind words feels better due to his verbal effort.

“Nothing is sweeter to the ear than the sound of one’s own name.”

Having come to understand the power of words, I’ve made it a common practice to try to lift the spirit of every person I communicate with on a daily basis, even if it’s only slightly. This becomes an easy thing to accomplish when you deliberately use a person’s first name.

After taking a quick glance at their name tag…

“Thanks for the coffee Kate! You are simply the best!” I acknowledge the clerk at the drive-thru window.

Though I’ve never met these people before, I love watching their faces light up in response to my simple message of gratitude. This quick, but light hearted response stands out from the drone of people passing by in a blur. It usually shocks them! It gets their attention and inevitably they smile!

A few pleasing words to another person not only changes their emotional state for the better, but alters mine as well. Not to mention that I always get superior customer service because of this small effort. Using words in a positive manner instantly engages a new relationship and causes people to want to go the extra mile simply because they feel special and thus want to please.

Give it a try! Go through today using people‘s first names. End every conversation with a brief but uplifting statement like, “Thanks Dave! You are simply awesome!” and then walk away. This simple use of words carries more positive punch than you will ever realize!

Words , words, words! Powerful, powerful words! A blessing or a curse! They can be hurtful or they can be a glorious gift!

Live consciously. Take note of what is rolling off your tongue on a moment by moment basis. Are your words encouraging someone’s dreams or killing their spirit? If you don’t what to say… then choose to say nothing at all.

Live consciously. Listen to what comes out of your mouth. Filter unnecessary comments that offer no value and are in fact nothing but noise pollution. Become comfortable with silence. Most times “fewer words” equals “far more meaning!”

Give the gift of loving words to yourself and to everyone you meet! Start today, immediately in fact!

If we all offered just one kind encouraging comment, one positive statement a day to someone else, the world would never be the same again.
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While leaning against the boards at the hockey rink, I casually asked another parent, “How long have you worked for the government?”

“Thirty years,” he announced with pride as if polishing a shiny medal on his chest.

“Thirty years!” I gasped feeling my throat close off.

“Congratulations! That’s a long time to be with the same employer. You’re very loyal! I’m sure the Canadian government appreciates your longevity and has rewarded your years of service handsomely.”

He scoffed at my comment, raised an eyebrow and turned back to watch the rest of the game.

Thirty years of parking in the same spot, walking through the same door, sitting at the same desk, talking to the same people about the same issues! Thirty years of eating the same bad food in the same old cafeteria. Thirty years of taking vacation when “they say” you can and working when “they say” you must.

Thirty years of being dictated to, dominated over and blackmailed about your income. Thirty years of never getting wealthy but instead making “just enough money” to cause you to stay!

Sounds more like a thirty year prison sentence than a career… to me anyway!

Thirty years with any company is such a long, long time! Thirty years with a J.O.B!

Thirty years of… Just Over Broke!

I’ll be honest here… just trying to imagine doing “anything” over and over again for thirty years causes me hyperventilate!

But all those years of being loyal to one company were worth it… Right?

All those years of never getting distracted, never shopping around for something better, never wondering what it would be like to work somewhere else or go into business for yourself were worth it… Right?

All those years of being degraded, de-valued, mentally drained and physically exhausted were worth it… Right?

They were worth it (so you tell me)… because now you have a company pension… Right?

You gave that company the best years of your life, the best years of your health, the best years of your marriage and the best time with your kids! You put your head down and got it done! When you finally looked up, it was thirty years later and you knew you’d given everything you had to give!

And without a doubt I heartily agree…You gave it all!

You gave the best years of your life to a company who doesn’t care in least about you or your family – Never did! And, who by the way, after thirty years… has since forgotten that you were ever there!

But who cares because now you’re free… Right?

After all those years, the recess bell finally rang and now you’re free!

You’re sixty five years old. You’re body is tired, sick and broken… but you’re free!

You’ve lost your spouse and your kids are grown and gone… but you’re free!

You’d love to travel or at least golf, but thirty years of wear and tear on your body makes it just too painful to manage.

But hey! None of that matters… because in spite of the pain and all the time lost, you’ve got a company pension and you no longer have to punch a clock! You made it to sixty-five doing the same thing over and over again at the same place! Congratulations! Many others didn’t make it as far.

Yes indeed, the recess bell has rung… and now you’re free!

Thirty years is such a very long time! It’s such a huge part of one’s life! Can (or will) you walk away when your sentence is done and shout out to the world with glee, “Hey! That was such an amazing time in my life!”

Do you work to live? Or do you live to work?

Okay enough sarcasm on my part! So maybe you already knew that the company doesn’t (or didn’t) ever really care about you like they should’ve even though you kept your nose to the grindstone for three decades.

But who cares… the thirty years of grueling torture were definitely worth the company pension… right?

I find the study of people, mindsets, habits and excuses absolutely fascinating. While I realize that we’re all in a different place on our journey here, I have found it a common thing whereby people speak as though their life of freedom will actually begin the day they retire. They are able to justify in their own minds that paying a grueling thirty to forty-five year price of bitter unhappiness at a job that they hate is somehow worth the few years after the age of sixty-five that they don’t have to punch a clock.

Let me repeat that…

You give forty-five years of misery to get about five years of freedom! And the masses actually justify this trade-off as being the absolute right way to live life!

“Find a job with a company pension and stay there!” the former generation lectured. “Work hard and that company will take care of you for the rest of your life!”

Ugh!

What moldy, archaic, self-defeating advice this turned out to be! While this lecture may have had merit at the beginning of the twentieth century, it’s certainly lame now!

This mentality does nothing but direct people straight into personal devastation and financial suicide. What a waste of precious time for a pay-out that will be severely lacking after the recess bell rings!

Wasn’t life supposed to be more? Wasn’t life supposed to be lived?

Why are we always waiting for Friday? Why are we always depressed on Sunday night?

I commit to you – spending eight hours a day at a job you dislike for decades cannot be a good thing for your health!

People spend forty-five years at jobs they hate only to save up just enough money to care for the stress induced illnesses that were caused from working in that same environment!

I believe we come to this planet to grow! We come here to challenge our limitations and experience new things knowing full well that we will succeed at some and fail at others?

How much personal growth can someone possibly obtain when he lives the exact same day over and over again, doing the same thing, in the same place, with the same people… for a lifetime?

I worked in finance for years and thus have assisted more nervously retiring workers than I care to count. I diligently planned and invested their money. Proudly, I made the very most out of what they had acquired to live off for the rest of their days.

And then each time, I’d leave their house, get into my car; shake my head in frustration and shout, “What is with this pension mentality?”

Why do people believe that a company pension at the end of a very long road of monotony is somehow worth the thirty year price tag?

Unless you absolutely love your job, is it not a very crude spend of your most precious time? What’s with the brainwash job about the company pension?

Why don’t people believe that they’re better than that? Why don’t people feel that their time, their body, their family and their life is worth more than that? Why don’t they know that with a bit of creativity and the guts, there are so many better ways to make money, invest wisely, retire well, keep your health in tact and all the while love every minute of it?

Why don’t they understand that they could maybe start a business of their own doing something they love, earn a great wage and then invest it wisely? Wouldn’t you agree that loving where you go and what you do everyday is a much healthier, happier way to spend a lifetime? Not to mention based on mortality statistics, you’ll probably live longer in the end if you get up every morning and love where you’re going!

For some unknown reason, people seem to believe that working in the same place for a long period of time somehow gains them more security in life. It falsely promises a smooth, flat-line with no bumps or unpleasant surprises. But this is nonsense! The only security out there these days is that which you build for yourself both personally and financially!

Warren Buffet, Oprah nor Bill Gates made their fortunes by counting on a company pension! Think about it! If you want what they have, then you have to do what they’ve done! Make a plan, ask a million questions, take some risks, build a business and then invest wisely!

If you don’t how to do this, then you just keep asking questions until you get the answers that will lead you there! That’s how they figured it out! They weren’t born Billionaires! It wasn’t automatic and it wasn’t guaranteed! They won some and they lost some! But they never quit trying! And they most definitely did not hang around in one place, stare at the same four walls for forty years and “hope” that someone else was taking care of their retirement needs.

There are so many better ways to earn money than those under the almighty corporate thumb!

But here in Canada, unfortunately it’s still all about the pension! It’s the goose with the golden egg! It’s the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. It’s the answer to the prayers!

But in my opinion, it’s very weak and it comes with a bitter price. It takes the best years of your life and the ability to do the same thing over and over again for decades in order to get it. If only these poor hard working souls understood the truth about company pensions and who it is that’s really getting rich off them, then I bet they’d think of a better option on how to make a living!

If you have succumb to a job that you hate, in a place you can’t stand and believe there are no better options out there for you, then re-think it! Forget the self-defeating advice people have given you! Ignore the nay-sayers who tell you your dreams are impossible! Take your blinders off! Start getting creative and think outside the box on how you can start a business or do something you love to do and monetize it.

Nothing is impossible! You are worthy and capable of so much more!

I remain steadfast and strong in my belief that life was meant to be more! Precious time was supposed to be better spent. Growth and learning were intended to be greater.

I ask you again… exactly how much can you learn about yourself or about life when you live the exact same day over and over again for decades?

The “flat liners” who spend their lifetime waiting for the pension with great anticipation – take the slow and steady route. No risk, no loss, no surprises and no learning! But they pay a huge personal price in the long run.

The “mountain climbers” who go out on their own, take some risks, follow their dreams and who refuse to quit… may be bumped and bruised a bit, but the view from the peaks is extraordinary!

In my humble opinion… It’s a magnificent way to live!

Be the master of your own destiny!
You’re worth it! And you can do it!

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2011 Copyright by Judy MacPherson
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Do you ever get tired of having the exact same conversations over and over again with the exact same people for decades on end? I mean the kind of dreadfully unproductive conversation that drones on at nauseum and goes absolutely no where!

Actually I should probably not call them conversations at all because in fact they are more like a 50 gigabyte download of negative blather that one person dumps upon another.

During these most unpleasant yack sessions, there isn’t an enjoyable back and forth element of healthy interaction where one person speaks and then the other. They are usually dominated by highly insecure people who keep themselves very busy “talking at” the other person and who are not even slightly interested in what the poor listener has to say.

This self-indulgent act can’t really be called communicating. It is like spewing or more appropriately vomiting information across the table in a fiercely projectile manner. It is usually done at such a rapid pace that the spewer goes red in the face not wanting to pause long enough to take a breath, for if she does, then she risks losing your attention to her woeful tale of pitiful “Poor-Me”.

“When can we go for a drink?” she pleaded for the fifteenth time that week.

Having reached the cat-ribbon with her incessant requests for “poor-me-attention-time” my rather sharp, but honest reply was, “I quit drinking! It was making me fat and depressed! So I have absolutely no interest in sitting in a bar for the afternoon. Thanks anyway!”

After a stunned moment of silence, the next attempt to secure an appointment for her monthly shot in the arm of sympathy appeared across my screen, “Well, we don’t have to drink. We can go out for dinner instead. How about next Tuesday?”

Her words read as if it was a hard-core obligation on my part to make this happen.

Squirming with anxiety that I would even consider another three hour drama on how sick she was I remained blunt and strong.

“Why exactly do we need to get together?”

Her rather wounded reply scrolled across my screen making it obvious that she’d never encountered such obstinacy before while seeking my attention.

“Because we are good friends and I enjoy spending time with you!”

That seemed like a pretty good place to close the conversation, turn off the computer and go to bed having made my narrow escape from another round of incessant mindless blather.

“I’m broke! I hate my job! I’m overweight! Nobody loves me! I’m tired of being alone! My kids are a mess! And by the way Judy, yes I am still searching for my next self-inflicted disease. So I’ve made an appointment to see if I have depression, anxiety or maybe even high blood pressure! I’m no longer getting enough attention from people, so I have to acquire a new illness that will rekindle their ongoing sympathy. What do you think about that Judy?”

… At least that’s what I interpret this mindless blather as!

I just can’t stand it anymore! For years I politely entertained these never-ending “poor-me” parties. For decades I listened and nodded in gloomy agreement to their woeful tales. I allowed people to suck my energy so dry that I’d have to leave the table and go home for a nap because I was completely exhausted!

Now I am a very patient woman. I know we all go through stages in life where a little support from a friend can be very helpful. And because of this, I will give my time as long as I see people at least trying to better themselves or their situation. But when the very same people with the very same issues that they’ve had for decades feed off my attention and energy and make it abundantly clear that they have absolutely no intention to change for the better, then I excuse myself from the party and quickly vanish!

Feeding off attention gained from negative behavior no longer floats my boat! In fact, I’ve come to lose patience with it pretty quickly these days.

As I wrote in my new book “The Remarkable Perfect You!” I believe every human being on the planet goes through life with an imaginary sign pinned to their chest. The sign says…

Please notice me…
Please love & accept me…
Please make me feel important!

We all need to be significant in life somehow. It’s what causes people to get out of bed in the morning. But if you want to be significant in the eyes of your peers, if you want attention from others, then do something great to get it. Be healthy! Be ambitious! Be helpful! Be different! Take risks! Build something! Teach something!

Time is precious! Once spent it can never be refunded or returned. And I hate when mine is wasted!

I have no further interest in enabling people who choose to dwell in a sea of self-pity. And this planet is full of them. I believe life was meant to be more! Life was meant to be lived!

Another lost soul used to whine incessantly about how broke she was all the time. There was never enough money to pay the rent, the bills or anything else for that matter. Round and round we used to go in a ceaseless tornado of verbal vomit.

“Okay! Then how about I teach you some money management skills as well as how to invest wisely a little bit at a time,” I finally offered. “Investing as little as twenty-five dollars a month to start out will change your money-mindset which will inevitably change your life.”

But my sound advice was thoughtlessly vetoed. Cast aside as nonsense she chattered on mindlessly about the cheese strings, granola bars and hair dye she’d just purchased.

“We’ve just got to meet for lunch!” An urgent demand swept across my screen from yet another member of the “Poor-Me. Please-give-me-attention-because-my-life-is-so-horrible-Club.”

“Why?” was my reply.

“Well… I’m sorry that I haven’t taken the least bit of interest in your life for the past year, but you just won’t believe what horrible thing just happened in mine! We need to meet for lunch right away so I can tell you all about how awful things are! This latest atrocity in my world has made the other problems I’ve had look laughable!

And yes Judy, I’m am still living happily by choice under that black cloud of impending doom that you told me about five years ago! But I’m happy there looking forward to each new disaster that comes into my life. Because then I get lots of poor-me attention from everyone!”

I think that’s what she said… or at least in my mind, that’s how I interpreted the message.

I’ve had the same conversations with the same people now for decades and I’ve simply grown weary of them going no where.

“Sorry! I’m too busy to meet for lunch! Thanks anyway. Good luck!”

The sad part about this is that I humbly admit to being an enabler! Yes, I take full responsibility for allowing these people to use me as a feeding frenzy of attention. I entertained their sad tales of Poor-Me for decades and I was both physically and mentally exhausted after sitting through each one.

But as I focused intently on my own personal growth, I started avoiding these situations. I became unwilling to donate my precious energy to these people any longer. Then the real truth hit me. By me supporting their negative habits, I was not allowing them to face reality and grow as a human being. My sympathy was doing nothing but enabling their pessimistic behavior to go on and on. This was a huge awareness for me. And since I believe that we are all on this planet to live, learn, grow and give back, I’ve become very comfortable with no longer supporting the act of attention seeking self-pity.

I genuinely love people and want the best for everyone on this planet. I want them to experience abundance, fulfillment and happiness! So my message to these attention seeking vampires is out of love but is blunt and clear…

“Get off your butt and change the things that aren’t working in your life or find another sounding board to dump your sorry state of affairs on!”

I’ve drawn a line in the sand when it comes to how I spend my time and energy and more importantly on whom. I know I am responsible for my own happiness and I also know that I have the right to decide what I will and will not tolerate from other people. And it’s because of this that many old relationships have had to go. Some of these energy sucking vampires happened to be close family members. But still… they were draining the life out of me! They were serving no purpose for the good. They were doing great harm… and they needed to go away.

I am master of my own destiny and I will decide who I spend time with. I now invest my time and energy on people who are bent on moving their lives forward.

I’m interested in positive, intelligent, balanced conversations with people who are focused on growth, improvement and serving others. I want to spend time with those who have beaten the odds, listen to their stories of personal success and learn how they conquered adversity!

I want to talk about personal growth, mental and spiritual development and perfect health! My vision is 100% focused on wellness!

Those who want it… are welcome to jump on board!

Those who choose to remain in the realm of self-pity… can catch the next bus!

To all those remaining stuck in their muck…

“I wish you well and I bid you adieu!”


He was 42 years old and he died on a warm spring evening in May. With groceries in hand, he entered the front door of his home as he’d done a million times before. But this time, suddenly and most unexpectedly, he buckled over with agonizing chest pain, fell to his knees, collapsed on the tile beneath his feet and died.

He wasn’t what I would call a celebrity in that quaint little town yet everyone knew him. Instead, he was known as just your all around nice guy. Jim was a rather uncomplicated man who was born in Western Canada, raised his own family there and then unexpectedly died on his own property at an age that few people ever predict to be the end.

The entire town went into mourning. “Poor Jim,” they all wept. “He was too young to die. Who would’ve ever thought he would go at such a young age. What a terrible shame!”

Now I miss Jim as well. He was an absolute sweetheart of a guy. He’d give you the shirt off his back and do absolutely anything for you. Not to mention he had a fabulous smile.

But as the community fell into a deep sea of grief, shocked by this rather blatant reminder of how fragile life really is, I decided to take a rather logical, more emotionally-detached step back from the crowd. I began pondering the way life works and the impact that our personal choices have on it.

Jim died at 42. And yes it was indeed a shame. But it was a shame (I believe) because he died due to a series of life choices that were made by him and that only he could control.

Jim was about fifty pounds over weight. He drank alcohol in copious quantities and had done so since he was a teen. He smoked cigarettes and marijuana with the same vigor and had done so forever.

Jim died without a Will, without life insurance and without any savings.

But what Jim died with… was a wife and 3 children under the age of 10 that were very much depending upon him and his income. He also died with a hefty mortgage accompanied by a mountain of credit card debt.

Indeed it was a shame that Jim died. He was one heck of a nice guy. But “His” life choices to smoke, drink to excess, eat poorly, never exercise, carry a surplus of extra weight, destroy his body and make no financial provisions for his family – devastated those he loved for years to come.

But this very sad scenario happens all the time, all over the world. And it happens because of the life choices that people make. We make “conscious” day to day decisions that knowingly destroy our mind and body, end life prematurely and hurt the very same people who love and depend upon us!

She’s 41 years old and the last time I saw her she weighed in at about 400 lbs.

“Yes” she has 4 children under the age of twelve and “Yes” her massively cumbersome frame sways from side to side as she shuffles painfully from here to there. She’s severely diabetic and has arthritis surging through her limbs. She had a terrifying experience where she was rushed to hospital with severe chest pains fearing a deadly heart attack. But unfortunately this scare wasn’t great enough to cause any change in this woman’s life choices.

She still plays her silly games of denial drinking Diet Pepsi in public to give the persona of her losing weight and never is a morsel of food seen at her lips. But instead she is a closet over-eater, consuming massive amounts of high fat, greasy take-out food all of which is entirely necessary to maintain such a mammoth structure. She leaves the couch only when absolutely necessary. She never cooks nutritious meals for her children nor does she make the slightest attempt to exercise. She has no Will, no life insurance and no savings. But what she does have is a mortgage and a boat load of credit card debt!

Last I heard she was still alive, but you don’t have to be a certified medic to safely assume that her future is not exactly bright.

When she dies of heart failure due to massive obesity, the same people in the same town will also grieve this woman.

“What a shame,” they will say. “She was far too young to die! And my oh my, those poor, poor children now must live without a mother!”

And yes indeed it will be a shame. It will be a shame that she died due to her own life choices.

Choices that only she could make… Choices that destroyed her body… Conscious life choices that went on for decades that inevitably left four kids with no mom, no money and a ton of debt…
Choices that only she could change… but simply chose not to!

She was 59 years old. She was a running fanatic, a vegetarian and physically she was the absolute picture of health. Yet one day without warning, she dropped to the floor in her office as her body thrashed in a tirade of violent convulsions. She died later that day within hours of emergency brain surgery.

Those who knew her quickly adopted a mindset that healthy eating and regimented fitness meant nothing, because here this woman had lived such a health oriented lifestyle and still she fell victim to deadly illness. How on earth could this be?

She chose a lean, fit, healthy body instead of obesity. She had no money worries, no children to care for, no mortgage and no consumer debt. But what she did have was a toxic mental attitude.

She had lived her entire life with intense anger pulsing through her brain. She was a skeptic about everything and jealous of everyone. She trusted no one and all in all she felt life had just cheated her blind! Cheated her out of what? I have no idea! But the enormous chip on her shoulder was powerful enough to create some pretty nasty but natural chemicals to flow through her body. And though it took a while, her cancerous attitude eventually won out over her supreme fitness. The mind was far more powerful than the healthy eating or the daily exercise.

Her life choice in attitude… eventually killed her!

At this moment in time, I hope you’re now irritated enough to want to reply to this post! Perhaps if you send me a lecture on the complexity of addictions to alcohol, drugs, depression, overeating, over-spending, mental attitude, abuse or co-dependency then I would write the next post with more empathy for those who are still consciously making poor choices, but just can’t help themselves.

But my beloved reader, you can put that lecture back on the shelf because “I’ve been there! Done that!”

I write what I’ve lived. Now I live what I write!

I have beaten more addictions in my life than you can shake a stick at! I know intimately how difficult making positive change can be! I struggled through each menacing situation and eventually, though at times it nearly killed me, I overcame it!

In an honest moment with myself I realized that many of my life choices were not good ones. I eventually took a step outside of myself and saw that my conscious choices could devastate the very people that I love the most.

Some of my choices were leading to shortening my life. Shortening my life meant – my three children would grow up without a mom! And “Yes” I had a mortgage. And “Yes” at one point in time, I had a mountain of credit card debt too. But in a quiet, honest moment with myself, the realization that I was consciously hurting my loved ones drove me to get the help that I needed.

So I started losing weight. I failed. But then I started again! And again! And again! And again! I got off pills. I quit smoking! I crawled out of deadly depression. I called a halt to co-dependency and allowing abusive people to control me! I started walking everyday even though my legs hurt so bad they buckled beneath me. I quit drinking! I paid off debt! I got out of controlling, hurtful relationships! And none of this was easy! And I was successful at none of it the first time I tried! In fact, a lot of this journey really sucked!

But it was most definitely worth it….

You can blame your childhood on your parents because as a child you couldn’t control the situation you were placed in. But you can blame your adulthood on no one but yourself! You are in control! You make the choices that govern your life! You are driving your own bus!

You have the personal power to alter any of your choices for the better “TODAY” if you want to bad enough!

I am so sick of people’s ridiculous worn out excuses on why they can’t lose weight!

“How did you lose weight Judy? What was your secret?” They beg for my confidential formula on getting lean and fit.

“Stop kidding yourself!” I snap back sharply! “You know exactly what to do you just don’t want to bad enough! It’s simple! Eat less and exercise more! Put out more than you take in! Lots of fruits and raw vegetables in your diet and get your butt off the couch and go for a walk – EVERYDAY!”

That’s as complicated as it gets! That’s what the human body was designed for. And if you give it half a chance to function properly without all the toxic garbage that we fill it with on a daily basis and do some small degree of exercise everyday, then it will literally heal itself and drop unnecessary poundage like you wouldn’t believe!

But that’s not the answer that people want to hear because it sounds like painful deprivation!

Instead, they want the magic and immediate cure all!

Take this pill and the fat around your waist will disappear. Drink this juice and your butt will reduce to half the size!

That’s what they want to hear! But what a bunch of hideous nonsense! People know exactly what to do to clean up their lives but they just prefer not to! Denial… denial…. Denial!

But my question to you is this…

Who is it in your life that you are hurting? Are your life choices hurting the people that you love the most?

In time… Will your conscious choices maybe even devastate them?

Are there choices that you make on a day to day basis that are maybe in need of an honest review? Do you make poor health choices for yourself? Or maybe your drug-of-choice is making poor “money” choices?

As a financial advisor, I’ve sat in thousands of homes and secretly cringed at what I heard people say that they could and could not afford. Seemingly they “could” afford the big fancy house, the cigarettes, the booze, the trips, the dope, the cars, the big screen television and the greasy take-out food. They could afford it all of course because they’d racked up a mountain of credit card debt!

But on the other hand… they couldn’t afford proper investing for the future or the “appropriate” life insurance that would take care of their kids in the event of their death. Nope! They couldn’t afford that either!

If you are making crappy choices about your health, then for goodness sake make financial provisions for those you love! Seeing children financially deprived or struggling in life due to the self-centered choices of their parents makes me absolutely crazy!

Yes! Making positive lifestyle change can be very difficult! But the only difference between someone who has lost weight or quit smoking and someone who hasn’t is that the first person didn’t QUIT trying until they got it done!! It’s not easy for anyone!

STOP kidding yourself! And for goodness sake STOP blaming others! Blame is such a feeble cop-out!

Only you can change your life!

A future of health, love and abundance is there for the taking. Reach out and grab it! Get rid of the self-inflicted burdens that weigh your greatness down! Program yourself for superb mental and physical health and you will ultimately gift those you love with it as well!

Love yourself… But make positive change in your life – TODAY!

I believe in you! And I just know you can do it!

Make good choices!

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The roar of the mighty Niagara Falls dominates the atmosphere. Its enormous power can’t help but impress those who dare to stand before its majestic surge.

The well manicured gardens of Niagara are breathtaking. The exquisite display of daffodils rolls out as far as the eye can see. By the thousands, they nestle up closely to the pathway that guides you through them. They seem to instill their aura of love, boasting of the glorious miracle of nature every spring.

I often go for a run around the brink of Niagara Falls. I love how its power gushes through the air with frightening dominance. The cool mist that swirls upward from the jagged rocks below covers everything in sight as it echoes the almighty roar.

The forceful energy found at this natural wonder can be easily harnessed by anyone who appreciates its phenomenal power. And I certainly do. I seem to acquire a dynamic surge of energy every time I walk or run by Niagara Falls.

One morning as I enjoyed a leisurely jog through the gardens, I noticed the most beautiful auburn coloured Irish Setter prancing happily off in the distance. His physical statement spoke volumes about his mindset which was clearly nothing short of absolute bliss. It warmed the heart to watch this magnificent creature frolic happily beneath a budding Maple tree. It would’ve been impossible for anyone to pass the area and not take note of this stunning canine’s state of shear delight.

Then, from a great distance away, he suddenly stopped and looked in my direction. He seemed to notice me jogging by. I knew nothing of this dog or of his owners, but his sudden and very quick course of action caused me to stop in my tracks as he bolted toward me at the speed of light.

Almost as if he’d sighted an old friend after years of being apart, this glorious Setter darted toward me at an alarming tempo. He stretched his sensational frame as he raced with impressive strides of glee.

Captivated by this sight, I laughed as his blissful mindset seemed to shout out boldly to the world;

“I love you… and I love you… and I love you… and I love the grass… and I love the trees… and I love the sun… and I love that person and that person and that person!

I love everything in this world and everything loves ME!”

He ran toward me with such joy that I extended my arms and braced myself as his huge body became air-born and dove right into them. Barely able to keep my balance, I swung him through the air overcome with the same love for him that he projected to me.

His state was absolute bliss… absolute and unconditional love for every being on this planet!

That dog had no hang ups! He had no worries, doubts or hesitations. He cared not about judgments or opinions. He cared not if he was as beautiful as the other dogs in the park. He didn’t know who I was at all and yet he didn’t seem to care! He saw me from a distance away and had a dire need to tell me that he loved me too! He loved me unconditionally and forever. And on that glorious sunny day in the park, he made very sure that I knew it!

What an extraordinary experience that was. It will always rank among the most treasured moments of my life.

That gorgeous auburn Setter on that beautiful morning in the garden showed me the true meaning of unconditional love for the self and for all others. He spoke no words. He made no sound at all. Yet he conveyed his love so deeply that it rocked me to my very core. He said he loved me no matter what… and he always will!

On that beautiful morning, he showed me what living in a state of absolute bliss looked like.

In all of my years of experience I’ll never forget that moment. I’ll never forget his joy.

I’ll always be grateful that an extraordinary dog, (another one of the “Wise Ones,”) whom I’d never met before, taught me one of the greatest lessons of all – how to live in a state of absolute bliss!

What a moment! What a gift!

It has since become my goal that upon my dying day I’m able to lift my head and acknowledge that I came to live in a state of unconditional love and absolute bliss… just as the great canine teacher taught me to!

One of life’s greatest moments indeed!


Teaching the Art of Truly Living!

Judy MacPherson, Author & Inspirational Speaker

Do you ever serve others?

We exist in a world that seems to be spinning so fast that we hardly have time to breath. Everyone is just so busy! But that’s why I consider this next question to be of an excellent nature. It’s one that I hope you’ll ponder deeply in relation to your own life.

Do you take the time to serve others?

Do you give back to society in someway… anyway at all? And if you do, do you do it as a large part of your time or on a very occasional basis? When and if you do serve others, do you do it without ever expecting a single thing in return for your efforts? Can you admit that you help others but yet have absolutely no personal agenda when you do?

Do you wish for others to receive goodness, abundance, health, fulfillment and riches even more than you want it all for yourself?

Please hold that thought while I digress for a moment…

It seems that these days, everyone on the planet is taking anti-depressants. At least in my world everyone and their brother seem to be suffering from some degree of depression.

I can sadly admit to being one of these vital statistics as I remind you once again that I write what I’ve lived – And now I live what I write.

Twenty-five years ago I found myself in such a defeated position in life that the only solution I could find at the time was to get a prescription for anti-depressants and then go back to bed. My entire life seemed to be closing in on me emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually. I had sadly slipped to the point where I didn’t leave my home for almost two years. My dark seedy mind was very busy focusing on nothing but the pathetic mental state I was in at that time. I interpreted everything going on around me to mean that the world was laughing at my failures and defeated position in life. I felt I was the biggest loser on the planet… and everyone knew it! At least that’s what I caused myself to believe for a very long, dark time. It seemed as though life just wasn’t gonna give me a break!

In looking back now, I can clearly see that I selfishly came to believe that my very troubled world was the entire world. It never dawned on me for a moment that people actually had other things to concern themselves with and by no means were they spending their valuable time laughing at me. Depression is a very dark place to dwell. And staying there for any great length of time can cost you your life.

I now look back on that sorry mental state as an extremely selfish time. Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Don’t you know how badly I am hurting world? Don’t you care about how much I would rather just crawl into a ball and disappear? Don’t you know how disappointed I am with the way things in my life have turned out? Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Poor, poor me!

I’d wake up everyday, feel like crap, vomit, then look like crap, pop another pill and then go back to bed. This sickening ritual of mine went on for months at a time. I’d eventually crawl out of this black hole of inner despair, make another go at life, fail at it and then dive back into the pills a few months later. It was a great place to hide from reality! More anti-depressants, more vomiting, more lost time and lots more “Poor Poor me!”

The glitch that I found with taking anti-depressants was that they only mask the problems. In other words, when you eventually stop taking the pills the problems are still there waiting for you right where you left them. I now believe that it’s just plain easier and much better for your health to just solve the problems in the first place and fore-go the pills!

If I could go back now and talk to the woman that I was then, I believe the conversation would go something like this…

So Judy…

It is indeed disappointing that things didn’t turn out in life the way you’d hoped.

But my advice to you right now is to get out of bed immediately! Get yourself dressed! Get in your car and do not come home until you have found a way to spend your time serving others in need. And you must do it with all of your heart and you must receive nothing in return for your effort! You must learn to serve others for not just one day, but everyday for the rest of your life. Serving others now must account for 25% of your time. It’s time to get the focus off of yourself and your own pity party and openly serve someone who needs your help right now.

Maybe it will be emotionally by just listening to someone who needs a friend.

Maybe you will drive people to the hospital that are in need of chemotherapy.

Maybe you will go read stories to kids or sit on the floor and play games with dying patients in a children’s hospital.

Maybe you will plant a garden of flowers at a senior citizens residence.

Maybe you will help a struggling single mom by entertaining her kids for a couple of hours so she can get some rest!

Maybe you will sit on the curb at a very busy intersection in the freezing cold and pray with a man who is homeless.

The list of ideas of how to serve others goes on and on. It is endless! And I’m quite certain Judy, that somewhere on this very lengthy list you can find an area in which you’ll enjoy serving others. And while you are doing this, you will not only take the focus off of yourself and all of your terrible problems in life, but you will feel a level of fulfillment that you’ve likely not experience before!

You will also quickly come to realize, that your problems are likely not quite so bad after all, because you don’t have to travel very far to find someone with a much bigger problem than you have.
So stop thinking about yourself and start thinking about how you can help others. Once you do, you’ll be simply amazed at how your life changes for the better!

Now get up Judy! And get going!

Now there are a lot of people who volunteer for things like sitting on the town council or being on the community library board. Others volunteer for the executive of their child’s hockey association or even clean their child’s gymnastic club. But you are immediately disqualified from this if your mission of serving others has a personal agenda attached to it.

Yes! I clean my daughter’s gymnastic club because it gets me a reduction in the fees that I pay.

Yes! I am on the town council because now I can push my own ideas into power. This not only feeds my enormous ego, but gives people the false perception that I am in control.

Yes! I am on the hockey executive because now I can assure that my son will get the MVP award at the end of the season!

Nope! Nope! Nope! None of this counts as truly serving others! No personal agenda can be attached! You can receive nothing but fulfillment from your selfless effort.

I know a woman in Western Canada who is single, never married, no children. All of her decisions are her own. She decides where she lives, when she travels, how money is managed, how time is spent, who she hangs with, what TV shows to watch etc… etc…

One would look at this woman’s life from the outside and ask what on earth she had to be depressed about. No one is dominating or forcing their will upon her. No one is beating or abusing her. She’s had a life of absolute freedom of her own choosing. She’s had an exorbitant amount of money land in her lap over the past five years and has since squandered it away of her own doing. What on earth would cause this woman to depend upon extremely high doses of anti-depressants which has been the case for the better part of her adult life?

Perhaps it is because all she has to think about is herself! Perhaps it’s because she does absolutely nothing to serve others in need. Zero time is invested in anyone other than herself and therefore her world in her mind has become very small and very sad indeed! Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Poor poor me! She is single handedly keeping the drug companies in business. If only she would reach out and help someone else! If only she could get her mind off herself, I’d be willing to bet that soon the pills would no longer be necessary and her life would take on a whole new meaning!

Now I remind you, that I am a full-fledged believer in the power of the mind. I believe the mind can heal the body completely without exception if permitted. But let me clarify – your mind can heal your body to the degree that YOU believe it can! Your personal belief system dictates your degree of wellness and nothing else can change that! No doctors and no medication. If you focus on illness – you will get illness! If you focus on perfect health – you will get it! I’ve lived it! I’ve proven it and reams of scientific research now support it!

What is your mindset? Do you focus on perfect health and serving
others without expectation? Or is your tormented inner world… the entire world?

I’ll ask you one more time! What is it that you do on a daily basis that selflessly serves others?

On your dying day, what will your explanation be on how you gave back to this planet and how many lives you touched for the better?

What will your answer be?

The day we can all respond with a long list of achievements is the day this planet will be healthy and glorious indeed!

Have an awesome day!

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Teaching the Art of Truly Living!

Judy MacPherson, Author & Inspirational Speaker

Over the years, I’ve had thousands of discussions with people about the meaning of life and their specific role in it. I absolutely love probing folks with thought provoking questions about their purpose on this planet. Throughout these most enjoyable jousts, I always seem to get the same reaction. First, their face turns ghostly white. They stare at me blankly as if I am speaking a foreign language and they don’t understand a word of it. Then panic sets in and I sit back and listen attentively as they download a wrath of excuses as to why their life is in the shape that it is. I then pause for a moment allowing them to catch their breath and collect themselves and then I go for the jugular. I smile and then boldly ask “The Big Question.”

“If today was to be the very last day of your life on this planet,” I propose, “What would you do right now… this very minute?”

Inevitably, their eyes fly open as they try to digest my preposterous suggestion. The question always takes them by surprise. People seldom think about their own death. They think even less often about the finite number of hours they have been given on this planet to live, grow and give back before it’s all over.

Someday, we are all going to die and turn to dust. The one thing that is certain for us all is death. Doesn’t matter who you are, how much money you have or what power you possess. Someday you are going to die. Ignoring it, running or trying to hide from facing your own mortality may work for you right now, but it’s only denial.

The concept of “an end” never dawns on most people. They act as if death only happens to someone else and that it’s something that they won’t ever need to concern themselves with. I’ve had countless conversations with people who do not have a will or who have never made arrangements for guardians for their children in the event of their unexpected or early death. Denial… Denial… Denial! These people usually refuse to speak about death at all saying that it’s just too sad to think about. They are also often the ones who have not yet been closely touched by it. They fear death more than life itself, so they shield themselves from the reality of it. They fear loss far more than they appreciate gain.

But perhaps discussing death or at least realizing that there will be an end to their life would cause them to put some degree of urgency on how they are spending or rather wasting those precious finite hours they have been allotted. If they knew that today was to be the last day of their life, somehow I doubt very much that they would be spending it in front of the plug-in-drug watching mindless nonsense.

At that point in the discussion, they are often at a lack for words and a distressed expression creeps across their face as the reality of the question sinks in further. Then and only then, will they fall into silence and begin searching my face for answers or at least some degree of clarity.

My point in these discussions is not that we should spend our precious time wallowing about our inevitable death. My point is that we should realize that our time on this planet is finite. It will not go on forever! So don’t waste it! Don’t wait until it’s too late! Don’t wait until you’re on your death bed reflecting back on how you squandered it away. Don’t die with a long list of regrets about what you dreamed of doing but never had the guts to go after during your lifetime. Time is a priceless endowment. It is something that once spent can never be returned or refunded.

So answer this question honestly, “Are you spending your time, wasting your time or investing your time?”

I once reviewed a survey that was done on a segment of senior citizens over the age of eighty. Various questions were asked about the risks they had taken in their lives and how their time had been spent over the years. To no one’s surprise, the results of the survey stated that most of the seniors regretted what they had not done, the risks they had not taken, far more than the things they had done and maybe screwed up on. Life is about learning not about hiding.

My years of personal struggle taught me many things. But near the top of the list is that I learned about and have accepted my own mortality. I am extremely comfortable with the notion that someday I will die. I do not fear death. For me, it will be a time of great celebration. But in the mean time, I consider every moment that I’m alive on this planet as a gift that I do not take lightly. In fact, I feel that I’m in a race against time. I want to accomplish as much as I can both internally and externally before my time is up. I literally choose how and where I will invest every moment of my day, whether it is in quiet reflection or at a high-end business meeting. I consciously choose how I invest my time. In fact, one of my greatest shortcomings is that I still get very frustrated when other people waste my time by being late or not showing up for scheduled appointments with me. Not everyone values my time as I do. But it’s a very serious thing for me. I do not take the gift of time for granted.

I know that it is my Life’s Purpose to encourage, inspire and touch as many lives as I can in a very positive way before the end of my days. I am here on this planet to support, educate and uplift those still struggling. This I know for certain.

I hope that during my time here, I earn the gift of a simple but meaningful eulogy at my funeral. “She made a difference in the lives of others,” is what I hope they will say at that moment in time, but only because it is the way they truly feel. But eulogy or not, understanding and supportive empathy for others is what I went through all of my trials for. That’s why my childhood lessons were so severe. Supporting and encouraging others is why I am here. This I also know for certain. It is now what I invest my time doing. I love it and I lose myself in it because it is my Life’s Purpose. It is my reason. It is my legacy and what I hope to be remembered for.

The time is now. Don’t waste another moment. Believe in your greatness and just fricken… “Go after it!”

Today is all you’ve got. Yesterday is gone and tomorrow is in question. Live for today! Live in the moment! Start living right now!


“She’s a freak!” the status quo shrieked in response to the overnight sensation Lady Gaga.  Traumatized by her flaunting, gutsy demeanour they bellowed loudly…

 

“She’s an absolute freak!”

 

Rumours of her bizarre behaviour, outlandish clothing, crazy concert themes and questionable sexual orientation spread   internationally like a raging plague of locust.  The world was instantly a-buzz with stories about Lady Gaga. 

 

As demonstrated by few others who had the guts to be different, namely Madonna and Michael Jackson, Lady Gaga seems very comfortable with the notion that “Any scandal is a Good scandal!” 

 

When you are an outrageous story that captivates the world’s attention, then that means people are talking about you.  When people are talking about you that means they are curiously interested in you.  When they are curious about you and whether they like you or not, they are buying your albums, magazines, books, posters, t-shirts, videos, concert tickets and scads of other memorabilia. 

 

Like her or not – Lady Gaga is an absolute marketing genius! 

 

Secure within her less than conventional business plan, she laughed herself all the way to the bank.  As a “Nobody” from “No where,” she built a legendary empire of fame, fashion and enormous opportunity and then without apology she sat right down on top of it all where everyone could see her.  She blew the barriers and limited thinking off of music videos, costuming and concerts.  She will go down in entertainment history as a very strange but talented woman who put her own unique fingerprint on a time period of music.  All of which was accompanied of course by a gigantic boat load of cash.  So what if she used a few unusual costumes to do it.  The point is she did it!  And she did it all, funny enough, by absolutely horrifying the Almighty Status Quo! 

 

Not knowing how to act any differently to this outlandish woman and her very peculiar public behaviour, the status quo bought right into her well thought out plan!  This massive group opinion of let’s call them “Normal Mainstream Thinkers” who are supposed experts on “What Is Right” or more appropriately on “What is acceptable”, were collectively mortified by this hugely eccentric woman and all that she professed herself to be. 

 

But let me be very clear, Lady Gaga’s likeability is most definitely not my point here.  My point is that she not only had the guts to stand alone, but she used her weird and wonderful tactics to manipulate the very powerful opinion of the Status Quo and she did it brilliantly!  When I think of how her very intelligent marketing plan has played out, I sit back, laugh and shout out loudly…

 

“Guess what Status Quo…  The joke’s on you!  She beat you at your own game!  You played right into her masterful plan… And she won!  She made an absolute fortune off of nothing other than simply shocking you!”

 

Most people spend their lives trying to get in favour of the Status Quo because that guarantees them group acceptance.  And I guess in some insecure way that makes people feel better about themselves and their own worth.  But this female business tycoon took the road hardly anyone has the guts to travel.  She got “in-your-face” and she blatantly defied everything that the Quo believed to be acceptable.  She shocked and horrified them instead of begging them to approve of her as most entertainers do.  Her off the wall business plan wreaked absolute havoc with the Quo’s inflexible mindset and because of her guts she became, no doubt, more than she ever dreamed possible! 

 

Whether you like her or not, it doesn’t matter in the least!  This lady’s got guts and has most definitely separated herself from the masses!

 

It’s in her favour and because of her backbone to step out of the herd and be different that her name became a household word.  Everyone on the planet now knows who she is.  And I doubt very much if she loses sleep at night worried about seeking your approval on her methods.  She marches right on with her mission without concern while those who disapprove of her drool with envy at her well earned unqualified fortune!

 

No doubt at the end of each day, the extraordinary Lady Gaga takes off the fancy glasses and sheds the lycra costuming.  She likely throws on a pair of old blue jeans, pulls her hair into a ponytail then saunters home to her luxurious apartment, all the while praising her mindful expertise on the boundaries and behaviours of the status quo!  She single handedly manipulated this massive category of people to behave exactly as she wanted them to – and that behavior was nothing short of predictable! 

 

Lady Gaga beat the Status Quo!  She is an absolute genius!

 

So where do you stand in life?

Do you have the guts to stand alone?

 

Nobody “Average & Ordinary” ever made history!

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Do you ever question why? 

Do you ever challenge an outcome, be-it a conversation, a business issue or even a coach’s decision to cut you from the volleyball team?  Do you ever step out of the crowd, put yourself on the line in front of others and respectfully ask that that coach be held accountable for himself and his decision and give you a reasonable explanation as to why you were cut?

Have you ever been totally dissatisfied with the service at a restaurant or with a product that you purchased, but felt it best that you just remain silent, absorb the financial hit and not challenge the establishment on its poor quality?

Do you ever sit back and question why it is that so many people who pride themselves as authorities on the Bible and who seem to be constantly preaching to you about all that you should be, are they themselves some of the nastiest, degrading, most egotistical people on the planet?

Don’t you just love starring someone in the eye who is giving you diet, health or fitness advice, when he himself is 150 lbs overweight?

How about that favourite family member of yours who takes pride in giving you sound financial advice, but he himself has spent the bulk of his life in poverty or on the verge of bankruptcy?

Do you ever question why?  Do you ever hold people accountable for their actions toward you?

I believe the answer to this question is largely dependent upon how you were raised as a child.     

I was raised in a fiercely authoritative environment and was taught at an early age that I had no right to question anyone!  So for a long time, I didn’t!

But as the years passed and the lunacy on this planet continued, I just couldn’t stop myself from analyzing the craziness that was going on around me on a daily basis.  Why don’t we hold people accountable for their actions?  Why are we brainwashed into believing that just because someone is older than you or has perhaps been doing something longer than you that they know everything there is to know about it and should never be questioned or challenged? 

Human insecurity causes people to ban together.  Each time a new victim succumbs to this massive sorority and whether it makes sense or not, they eagerly adopt the opinion held within it. 

Becoming part of this sizable club offers great personal benefits, because with its membership card comes the emotional certainty that a person is doing things right and will automatically be granted acceptance within this community.  This powerful mass of opinion is what I will redefine as “The Status Quo.” 

Though its opinion often makes no rational sense at all, if this gigantic group attitude says that something is okay…. then heck…it must be okay!  And indeed it is okay, because this enormous collective opinion confirmed that it was so! 

Studying the history, attitude, control and pressure of the group that I am calling the Status Quo (for lack of a better name), has left me with little doubt that there is definitely power in numbers!  It is very often destructive power… but none-the-less it is power!

The few courageous souls who refuse membership in the Status Quo take on a lifelong battle that is more than a little difficult.  Having the guts to stand alone on an issue based on confident personal opinion is a tough ride that few have the resolve to maintain. 

Do you ever ask why? 

Do you have the guts to stand alone and fight for what you believe to be morally right or do you just find it easier to succumb to group opinion and accept it as so?

Why are the mental habits of the status quo so unreasonable, so irrational, so unhealthy, yet these behaviours govern the way this planet operates?  I’m not really convinced that the individuals submitting to the status quo even believe in the mentality of this enormous congregation of people, but they take comfort in that there is strength in numbers.  They simply do not have the courage to stand alone.   

Now I don’t really have a problem with people who need the support of other people.  But when the very large group opinion becomes as humanly destructive as it has, then I stand alone in the middle of the circle and shout “WHY?”

“Why can’t you people see what is really happening here?”

The status quo has become what I view as a colossal tsunami of disease infested, emotionally unfulfilled, financially defeated lost souls!  It is an assembly of desperate people who can’t see the forest for the trees. 

Many of these people are so emotionally distraught that they suck the life out of anyone who steps apart from the crowd and who has the courage to have a few of their own ideas on what may be right! 

Clearly the quo is only a front for false acceptance because if given the chance the insecure people within it will smother you with their neediness!  They are desperate for true fulfillment, exhilaration and wellness, yet they can’t seem to escape their weak submission to group acceptance.  They are terrified to leave the base camp and strike out across the desert to find a better more liberating, independent way of life. 

Some people in this group are so desperate for attention that they talk “at” you instead of “to” you, yacking on endlessly about their problems and incessant lack.  Their faces turn red from lack of oxygen, not wanting to pause long enough to take a breath, for if they do, they risk you escaping from their relentless tale of self pity!

Do you ever ask why?

Do you ever stand apart from the crowd? 

Do you have the guts to make big time life decisions based on your actual needs, knowledge and abilities versus what the quo says you must to do be accepted?

Do you have the guts?

The status quo dictates everything!  It dictates what vehicle you should drive, what house you should live in, what job you should have, how much money you should earn and how many children you should birth.  It enforces what style of cell phone is cool, what television shows you should watch, which movies to go see and which illness is currently most fashionable. 

When I was five years old, the status quo said that all children should have their tonsils removed.  So whether it made sense or not, whether I was constantly sick or not, mine were yanked out!

The quo said that good children go to church school on Sunday.  It said that kids had to wear fancy, uncomfortable clothing and if they were not silent in church for hours on end while they sat on horribly uncomfortable pews, then they would be punished.  It said that children must have impeccable manners and never challenge or disrespect their elders.  It said that kids were to be subservient to adults.  It confirmed that children should not question older people even if these people were incessantly disrespectful and rude to them.  It said that kids had no rights over adults.  They just had to take whatever brutality adults dished out!

It said that little girls were to grow up, mirror their body image after whatever the media said was feminely attractive, catch a man, get married, have babies and be subservient.  It said that women had to tolerate emotional and physical abuse from their partners.  It said that you were shameful if you ever got a divorce or had a child out of wedlock.  It said that it was not only okay, but it was expected that women would earn less money than men for doing the same job.     

Like a lumbering mountain that moves less than an inch a year, the status quo has evolved and changed its sweeping opinion over time.  But still, I question its nobility.  I question just how much good it does for a person when he submits to its power. 

The pressure of the status quo currently states that whether it makes financial sense or not, a child should finish high school and embark immediately onto a $100K university or college education!  And today, there is great pressure for teenagers to do so!  Pressure in the high schools, the universities and most definitely within the family circle!  Having worked in the financial services industry for a long time, I’m convinced that family members don’t really know why they do this to their children. 

Unlike the olden days, having a university degree no longer guarantees you a hirer paying job in management like it did thirty years ago.  In most cases now, a university degree is used more-so as a bare bones weeding tool in the work force, rather than regarded as a symbol of scholarly hard work and study.  In my mind, it’s become one heck of an expensive piece of paper. 

Parents know this today, but they don’t question it.  They don’t ask why!  The status quo says that a child must leave high school and immediately attend university or college. 

Seldom do parents stand apart from the crowd and really analyze the expense of university versus the end benefit.   Seldom do they evaluate the child’s readiness, his degree of certainty of a chosen career path or her overall maturity and the impact university will have on her mental welfare. 

Seldom do parents take the road less travelled and look for other routes to help their children succeed in life.  Seldom do they give their kids more time to figure things out, avoid a mountain of unnecessary school debt and find a career path that will truly serve the child. 

What they do do though, is continue to force their kids into these no-win situations.    Instead of granting the child an extra year or two after high school in which he might figure himself out, parents pressure their kids into university because the status quo says that they must.

This urgent pressure to choose a career path and invest a ridiculous amount of money “TODAY!!!” is what sets so many kids onto the road to personal and financial destruction!  But the status quo says that it must be!  It says that you are nothing without a degree behind your name.  You may find yourself broke and buried in student debt, but none-the-less you have a university degree!

Will this very expensive and urgent investment pay off for your young adult who doesn’t even know who they are yet let alone what they want to do with the rest of their working life? 

Likely not! 

But it will guide them nicely right onto the next step dictated by the status quo.  This next phase is when your unsuspecting young adult finds herself saddled with a boat load of useless school debt that will burden her for decades to come.  She will then spend a rather large chunk of her adult life plodding along the path with the rest of the status quo as she works at minimum wage jobs, struggling to pay off the debt all the while regretting the fact that she ever went to school out of pressure instead waiting until she was focused and emotionally ready. 

Why don’t parents see this?  Why don’t parents see what they are doing to their kids? 

Why? – Because they are blinded by the pressure of the status quo!  It takes a lot of courage to take the road less travelled and make decisions on your own for no other reason other than they are the right decisions for you and those you love! 

During a recent outbreak of Swine Flu in Canada, the government took it upon themselves to produce a crazed epidemic of fear.  Canadian citizens became panic stricken in that they might fall victim to this very nasty flu and possibly die from it. 

With the help of a barrage of non-stop media coverage, the status quo flocked by the thousands to temporary medical stations set up all over the country.  A limited supply of flu vaccine became available, first to the elderly and infant children.  This vaccine would supposedly stop you from getting sick and assure you that your young child or elderly parent wouldn’t die from Swine Flu. 

I drove by a temporary medical station that was set up near my home.  I pulled my car to the side of the road and sat there starring in absolutely disbelief.  I watched as thousands of panic stricken Canadians stood in long lines extending across a massive parking lot, waiting anxiously for their turn to have this life saving concoction injected into their own bodies and the bodies of their young children!

Within weeks the government ran out of the life saving serum, so the scientists ran back to the lab and whipped up another batch of the stuff.  Was it tested?  Was it life saving?  Was it necessary?  I’m certainly no scientist, but I doubt it very much!  The powers that be had created such an epidemic of fear in my neck of the woods, that there simply wasn’t time to research and test each new batch of “stuff” that was being plunged into the arms of fear engulfed Canadians.  And fearful they were… because after all – the status quo said, if you didn’t get the injection and have the junk searching throughout your body then you would likely die.  Canadians were terrified!

Family members put enormous pressure on me to have my children vaccinated from this potentially fatal, yet fashionable flu epidemic!  Everyone was talking about it!  Radio and television spoke of nothing but the swine flu epidemic in Canada.  It was an outbreak of absolute craziness!

Most parents didn’t seem to question what they were hearing in the media.  They didn’t seem to worry about what the serum would do to their children in the long run.  They didn’t wonder about the history of this concoction or ask for research results.  They didn’t question whether or not it would have potentially negative health implications on the people it was injected into.

It all happened so fast!  And the status quo, once again without question bought right into it! 

In the end, there were less than a handful of people who died from the swine flu in Canada during this pandemonium!  But hundreds of thousands of Canadians willingly had this junk injected into their bloodstream WITHOUT EVEN A SINGLE QUESTION and many experienced some very nasty side effects.

But I refused, seeing no rationale in this bogus campaign of illness!  I did my research on this craziness!  And for the life of me, I just could not rationalize injecting this concoction of crap into the bodies of my extremely healthy three children.

But because of my decision to decline their kind offer of fear, I was labeled an abusive, negligent mother by both the community and family members! Yes, once again, like a salmon always swimming upstream, I stood very much alone on this issue.  But quite frankly… I’m totally okay with that!

It’s just best that right now I don’t even get started on the Status Quo’s mentality of always being sick – Always focusing on some form of illness rather than on a mindset of perfect health!  The Quo is always gabbing about either how to prevent it or how to heal from it – but none-the-less it’s always about illness! 

Best I leave that topic for another day!

So I ask you….

Do you have the guts? 

Do you ever question anyone or hold them accountable… 

Or do you just buy right into what others say is so?

Step out of your comfort zone and challenge something today!  Challenge it just because it seems wrong to you or you are sick of taking it without question! 

Go for it!  You’ll feel great!

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The Opinions of Others

Other people’s judgments, opinions and approvals were the life-breath that I clung to for years.  Having absolutely zero self-love, I searched outside of myself trying to seek it from everyone else.  I tried desperately to fill the gaping hole in my gut through other people.  Little did I know at the time that this was an impossibility.  My thriving dysfunction blinded me from the universal truth that first you must love yourself and only then can you give, receive or find love in others.

It seems that society in general is susceptible to one degree or another to the myth that a person can have their emotional cup filled up by someone else.  Most often the things we do, wear, say or purchase are all based around seeking the approval of other people.  Think about it for a minute!  Who in your life do you constantly try to impress or get approval from?  Is it your spouse, your boss, your kids, your co-workers, your neighbours, siblings or parents?  Who is it that you constantly worry about getting the big “You are okay in my book!” endorsement from? 

For me the key player was my father.  Every action I took in my life from managing personal issues to making career choices I did with my emotional starvation for his approval at the forefront of my mind.  However, in spite of my concentrated effort, the man died without ever filling my need.  But it wasn’t until much later in life that I learned that he couldn’t fill it.  Only I could fill this void.   

Once you have figured out whom it is that you are yearning for emotional stroking from, my first burning question to you is… Why?  Why are you reaching outside of yourself and putting value on what other people think of you?  This is how the whole sticky note epidemic started in the beginning!  Why are you still entertaining other people’s opinions of you?  They don’t know who you really are!  They don’t live, think or breathe inside of you.  They don’t know your secret fears, goals or dreams.  Therefore they are most definitely not your answer.

My second question is… Who really cares what they think anyway?  Who really cares what other people think about you?  They’re opinion doesn’t matter in the slightest when you look at the big picture.  No one is an expert on you but you!  I assure you, that the people you so desperately seek approval from in an effort to replenish your self-love, have so much of their own emotional baggage to deal with and hundreds of sticky notes of their own to face, the last thing they really have time to do is to judge you! 

If you are serious about making permanent change in your life, then you have absolutely no time to spend chasing after the approval of people who don’t even really like themselves.

Now this is great advice, but I realize that becoming independent of the opinion of others is more difficult than just turning it off.  I most heartily agree with this concern. However, the liberating gem in this message is that the more you heal your own body, mind and spirit, the more your self-love grows.  The more your self-love grows, the less you will care about what other people think of you.  You will literally come to a point where you don’t even think about it anymore.  You will re-stake your claim on your beautiful natural belief system with which you will “remember” how perfect you are.  Thus the need to seek approval and self-love from someone else will simply vanish!  The more you work on yourself the quicker you will become independent of the good opinions of others.  It not only won’t be a struggle or a worry anymore, judgments of you made by others will become virtually nonexistent.       

As the spiral of doom swirled you downward to the dark place of no hope and no dreams, so will the vine of healing and knowledge pull you back upward and reinstall everything you have lost within yourself.  Healing begets healing which begets healing, which begets healing.  Every effort you make to change yourself for the better will build strongly upon the last effort.  Then after a short time, you will notice that where you are now is a whole lot better than where you were a little while back. 

I constantly measure myself in the immediate moment versus where I was one year ago to the day.  I often think about my mental state, body image, fitness level, my successes, abundance, relationships and finances and compare them directly to where they were at twelve months prior.  It’s an extraordinary feeling to realize your own growth and see your efforts to change actually materialize into form in your life.

So start wherever you feel comfortable.  Pick up a book or a CD that interests you and dive into it.  Walking a thousand miles starts with a single step.  You’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain.

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I made the decision to repair myself and search for a better tomorrow back in 1989.  But I honestly didn’t have a clue where I was going or how to get there.  Every area of my life seemed to be involved in its own unique train wreck!  My health was in terrible shape.  My nerves were frayed.  My mind was mush.  My relationships were in dyer straights and financially I was flat broke.  I remember at one point, standing in the middle of my living room floor, raising my hands in the air and shouting at the top of my lungs, “I am open for help!  Anyone who can help me with any part of my messed up life, I am begging you to show up!” 

I took the first few steps forward in pure blind faith.  Then miraculously as the months and years started to pass, the exact right people began showing up in my life right out of no where.  Not only did they appear unexpectedly and understand exactly where I was at, but they wanted to help me get well and they were willing to show me how.

Thus, when the student is ready the teacher will appear.  Each of these great mentors showed up with an area of expertise which was perfectly inline with where my healing was at at the time.  Though it was all a blur back then, now as I look back and reflect upon it, I find it all simply amazing! 

Every time one of these unique people came into my life in some fashion, I would secretly study them.  I studied how they carried themselves with confidence, their facial expressions, what they said and how they said it.  I noticed that most of them were void of any kind of stress level but instead filled with a sense of solitude.  They seemed to have their lives in perfect order, were engulfed in loving relationships while their financial situation thrived.  I found them all fascinating.  And I knew one thing for sure… I wanted what they had! 

One area that I found to be a common thread among these wise counselors was that they were all totally, completely and 100% – “Other person focused!”  And by that I mean they spoke very little about themselves or their own lives.  But the interesting thing was that they didn’t seem to have a “need” to talk about themselves.  Their being was already complete.  Their cup was already full.  They had no need to constantly seek attention, approval, acceptance or love from those they spoke with.  Therefore they devoted their complete interest to the other person.  They encouraged them to do the talking and the dumping.  They would listen attentively and then smile or nod with reassurance.  But they simply didn’t have the want to constantly talk about themselves and prove their value to the world.  In fact, they were so complete in every area of their lives they had nothing to prove at all! 

Since I wanted the life that these teachers had, I made this another one of my goals and have monitored my progress in this area for years.  And true enough, I have found that the healthier a person becomes in their mind, the more their self-love and confidence grows.  The more their love and confidence grows the less they talk about themselves and they virtually never use the words, “I”, “Me” or “My” in any given conversation.  They don’t have the need to draw attention to themselves and seek approval from others, because they’ve already got it within themselves.  The more complete a person is in their own body, mind and spirit… the less that needs to be said!

With this awareness, I now do a lot of watching and listening.  It seems to me that the more a person is hurting, the harder they will try to dominate the conversation.  They will repeatedly redirect the topic of discussion back to themselves in someway or another.  They will interrupt or speak right over top of another person in order to control the dialogue and refocus the attention back to the blinking sign on their chest: 

Please notice me!

Please love and accept me!

Please make me feel important!

I challenge you to take note of this as you engage in various conversations over the next week.  Monitor your own use of the words I, Me or My.  Do you use these words constantly or not at all?  How big is the sign on your chest?  Be brave.  Check it out!  Listen carefully to the words that automatically come out of your mouth.  Measure how much of any given conversation was monopolized by you, only to talk about you

Are you self-focused or other person focused? 

Live in awareness.  I dare you!



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