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Actions Speak Louder
than Words
I was sitting at a stop light this morning. The
lady in front of me was going through papers on the seat of her
car, and when the light changed to green she did not obey its
command . . . a green light is a command . . . NOT a suggestion!
When the light turned to red, and she
had still not moved, I began (with my windows up) screaming epithets
and beating on my steering wheel. My expressions of
distress were interrupted by a policeman, gun drawn, tapping on
my window. Against my protestations of, "You can't
arrest me for hollering in my car", he ordered me into the back
seat of his.
After about two hours in a holding cell,
the arresting officer advised me I was free to go. I
said, "I knew you couldn't arrest me for what I was yelling in
my own car. You haven't heard the last of this."
The officer replied, "I didn't arrest
you for shouting in your car I was directly behind you at the
light. I saw you screaming and beating your steering wheel, and
I said to myself, "What a jerk. But there is nothing
I can do to him for throwing a fit in his own car. Then
I noticed the 'Cross'; hanging from your rear view mirror, the
bright yellow 'Choose Life' license tag, the 'Jesus is Coming
Soon' bumper sticker, and the Fish symbol, and I thought you must
have stolen the car.
Reprinted from ChemoAngelsForJesus
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MOVING FORWARD….WITH HEALING
and HOPE
by Suzanne Zoglio, Ph.D.
When life as
we know it comes crashing down around us, our hearts ache, our
minds go numb,
a haze seems to surround us. We are shocked, angry, and sad
beyond anything we’ve ever felt before. We are frightened and
shaken. Our faith is tested…and also our resolve. We might wonder
if it’s right to celebrate life when so much has been lost.
And yet, we know we must. For now, more than ever, we understand
how important it is to live every moment, to celebrate what
is good, and to make a difference in the lives of others. Here
are 10 steps to help you move forward…
even with a heavy heart.
1. Schedule quiet
time.
Do what you have to do each day, but schedule at least 15 minutes
of silence every day for a while. Take a walk alone before work,
stop at noon for a bit of reflection, or meditate each evening
before bed. Use the time to reflect, weep, pray, or
just sit and be aware.
2. Accept your feelings.
Don’t try to push them away. Healing begins with identifying
our emotions…whatever they are. Fear, guilt, regret, anger,
or sadness…accept them as they surface.
3. Express your feelings.
Write in a journal, pen a poem, sketch a drawing, or write a
letter to a dear friend.
4. Connect with people.
Be with family, friends, or church groups. Share your pain,
and comfort each other.
Talk to a counselor, if you wish, or a spiritual leader, but
be open to the love and comfort available to you. Know that
you are not alone.
5. Create remembrances of what has been lost.
Do things in memory of those you’ll miss, ask close friends
to share stories you can capture in a book. Assemble a photo
scrapbook or a video collage, or perhaps a CD of favorite music.
Frame a special note or a shared favorite quote. Perhaps you
can find a small object (a ring, lapel pin, or small piece of
glass?) that will help you to feel connected. Keep it close
to you and hold that love forever in your heart.
6. Pass along the love.
One way to honor someone lost is to give others what meant so
much to you…a tender touch, an understanding smile, a shoulder
to lean on, or the boost of positive energy.
7. Contribute what you can.
Donate to an appropriate cause, offer prayers of healing, volunteer
your time, give blood, adopt a homeless pet, or support your
local rescue workers.
8. Be an emotional support.
Hold someone who is grieving. Listen generously. Tell your own
story of this and past recovery so others will not feel alone.
9. Commit acts of kindness.
In your workplace, support a colleague. In your community…help
a neighbor. At home, do someone else’s chore. Show more patience
with everyone you meet.
10. Live each day in meaningful ways.
Revisit what’s important to you…and then schedule it in. Make
time for conversation and coffee with friends. Tell people what
they mean to you. Stop to give thanks for all that you have.
Use your gifts every day. Hug your children more…teenage or
not!
And remember
that we all heal in different ways and at differing speeds.
Follow your heart. Take time to feel, take care of yourself,
and take one step at a time.
Psychologist and life-change
coach, Suzanne Zoglio, Ph.D., is the author of Create A Life
That Tickles Your Soul. For a free inspirational newsletter,
visit the author’s website:
www.tickleyoursoul.com.
Reprinted from Self
Improvement and Personal Growth Weekly Newsletter>
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Part I:
Compromising ourselves in order to obtain the favor or approval
of any other human being is like a man who gives away his own
estate to a penniless drifter who promises him the keys to his
castle in exchange!
Part II:
The one who sits in quiet solitude, who is able to give
thanks for the poor meal set before him, enjoys his food far more
than does the one who dines on rich foods in the presence of those
he detests, but whose company he must endure because he owes
them thanks for his fortune.
Seeking and
receiving approval from others is like sitting down hungry to
an imaginary meal. You're invited to eat all you want, but no
matter how much imaginary food is served, you can never get your
fill. Your hunger remains. No fictional feast ever satisfies.
But this fact isn't so apparent when it comes to our appetite
for approval. We still look to others for our sense of self even
though the very moment it's received, it must be renewed.
Believing we can't be happy without the approval of others
is like thinking that we can't see beauty without someone else's
eyes!
Time and time again, we come to the same spiritual lesson: no
one can give us that which can only be found within our Self.
But we must transform our sensing of this timeless Truth into
our personal understanding of it. We must do the needed inner
work, which alone leads to owning our own lives.
The following question and answer dialogue is a condensed version
of many conversations I've had over the years with sincere seekers
of self-liberation. Permit its insights to provide you with the
principles and powers you'll need to become your own person.
"I know it's a mistake looking to someone else for a sense of
myself. I really do. But what I don't understand is why this need
for approval runs so deep and so strong. I've heard lots of theories,
but what I'd really like now is some insight into how I can keep
from giving myself away."
Before we can clear away the invisible obstacles blocking our
path to self possession, we must first understand their real
nature. An honest admission of our present condition gives
us an excellent place to start. We seek the approval of others
because as long as we think someone else feels good about us,
it allows us to feel that way about ourselves as well.
"Well, what could be wrong with that?"
It may help if we look at this confusing condition from a slightly
different angle. Let's see if the way in which we look at ourselves
through the eyes of another still sounds as pleasing after we
place our new perspective into the form of a probing question:
What good is any feeling we may have about ourselves, if it
only lasts as long as others agree to it?
"Yes, I see what you mean. There's certainly a lot more to this
issue of seeking approval than meets the eye. What else do I need
to know to set myself free?"
Looking for ourselves in the eyes of others throws us behind the
walls of a psychic prison. The door slams shut each time we find
ourselves feeling good about ourselves simply because someone
has given us a needed nod of approval. Let's investigate this
strange sequence of psychological events that leaves us in a prison
of our own making.
Whenever someone approves of us, it gives us a feeling we like.
These silent emotions tell us that we're good, wanted, or in some
way important. But the real pleasure in these sensations is that
it secretly serves to strengthen the way we want to feel about
ourselves, that we're worth being cared about, and that our
existence has meaning.
"But what's wrong with those feelings?"
If these positive emotions were the true end of a happy story,
there wouldn't be a problem. But they're never the end. At
the same satisfying moment of our being unconsciously identified
with this feeling of being approved, something else is happening
to us deep within our own uninvestigated nature.
As our approval-provided feeling of self worth starts to fade,
which all such feelings do, we begin feeling as though
we too are about to fade away! But, if we could only see behind
these feelings of fading back into obscurity, what we'd see is
that our feelings of self worth aren't really disappearing at
all. They're only going through a state of flux, a psychic
transformation that turns these once-pleasing emotions into their
own undesirable opposites.
Now, the same feelings that had confirmed us only moments before
become a source of misgiving, internally questioning us as to
our own importance. So we start to worry. Maybe we’re no longer
needed? Maybe no one loves us? And as this vicious, invisible,
psychological process moves towards its inevitable conclusion,
we begin feeling a subtle form of fear, a distant dread.
We've all felt that unpleasant inner pressure of a brewing anxiety.
It heralds the coming of insecurity and self doubt, in much the
same way as distant thunder warns of an approaching storm. And
the stirring of this first dark wave within carries an unspoken
message on its winds. It warns us of a serious loss of some kind
if we don't do something right away to shore ourselves up.
"How true! And so we go out looking for approval all over again!
No wonder we never break free from this approval seeking business.
But what can we do? Is there no way out?"
Yes, there is a way. You must act on our new knowledge.
"What do you mean? What should I do?"
Your new actions won't be so much what you do as what you don't
do. Here's the bottom line drawn out for you in three points,
followed by an important summary which also includes a special
instruction and encouragement.
- Never again go looking to another
human being for his or her approval.
- Never again fawn over anyone to show
that you're on his or her side.
- Never again exchange your smile in
the hope that someone who is capable of betraying you, won't.
Summary and Instruction:
Face your fear of disappearing, without doing anything about
it ... and something will disappear. But it won't be you.
The only thing that will fade from view will be your own fear
of fading. And, as it disappears, what appears in its place, right
before your inner eyes, will be the you you've been looking
for in all the wrong places!
This is the real beginning of having your own life, of being your
own person. Only this time your sense of yourself is coming to
you from reality itself. And this is the only approval
you'll ever need, the only one that never fades.
Guy
Finley
(Excerpted
from Freedom
From the Ties That Bind, Pages 102-105.)
Reprinted from Guy Finley's
Key Lessons
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World Scripture
The ignorant work for their own profit, Arjuna; the wise work for
the welfare of the world, without thought for themselves. By
abstaining from work you will confuse the ignorant, who are
engrossed in their actions. Perform all work carefully, guided by
compassion.
-Bhagavad Gita 3:25-26
For the body is not one member, but many
If the foot shall say, Because I am not the hand, I am not of the
body; is it therefore not of the body?
And if the ear shall say, Because I am not the eye, I am not of the
body; is it therefore not of the body?
If the whole body were an eye, where were the hearing? If the whole
were hearing, where were the smelling?
But now hath God set the members every one of them in the body, as
it hath pleased him.
And if they were all one member, where were the body?
But now are they many members, yet but one body
- 1 Cor:14-20
This is the path of your Lord, a straight path. We have detailed Our
revelations for those who take heed and have prepared for them an
abode of peace with their Lord. He will be their Protecting Friend
as a reward for their good deeds.
-Qur'an, Al-An'am, Surah 6:127-28
Attentiveness is the path to true life;
Indifference is the path to death.
The attentive do not die;
The indifferent are as if they are dead already.
-Dhammapada
Reprinted from More
From Rondout
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Uncommon Heroes
Heroes, we think, are basically better people than we are.
Surely they have great self-esteem. That's why they can do such extraordinary
things. They don't seem to feel fear. That's why they can charge a machine-gun
nest or rescue someone from a fire or fearlessly respond to any life-threatening
emergency. But, in fact, our assumptions about heroes may not be true
at all.
These people may have been terribly afraid, or not.
What seems routine to others may be terribly frightening to us.
For some, it may be a genuine act of heroism to apply for a job if there
is a great fear of rejection. It may take great courage to speak up to
a browbeater after a long life of passivity. To express our honest feelings
may make us break out in a cold sweat.
>Difficult though they are, these non-newsworthy acts may be just
what it takes to crack the self-esteem barrier. The point is not whether
we are afraid, but whether we do what needs to be done.
That's the hero's way.
Any time I defy fear, I perform an act of heroism.
From the book Believing in Myself
by Earnie Larsen and Carol Hegarty
copyright©1991
Reprinted from Prose-n-Poems
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Playing the Game of Life
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By Vered (Tanmayo) Neta "People say that what we're all seeking is the meaning of life... I think that what we're really seeking is the experience of being alive." Joseph Campbell Do you spend a lot of time doing things you don't wish to do, in places where you don't want to be, for no other reason than that you feel you have to? Do you find yourself working only because you have to bring home a paycheck, satisfy your friends and family, and meet the expectations society has set up for you? Are you feeling restless and unfulfilled in what you are doing? Do you feel that you are failing to reach your full potential in the most important areas of your life? Have you abandoned a dream that a deep part of you still longs to realize? Do you find yourself in less than an ideal situation out of pure habit? Regardless of your circumstances, you probably desire more. You might not be able to place a finger on it, but you have a nagging feeling that you have not accomplished all you can, and that fulfillment, happiness and satisfaction are continually slipping out of your grasp. The sad reality is that many people are trapped in a similar survival trip and so it appears that the real meaning of life only concerns struggle. But here is the newsflash - life is not about merely surviving - life is about living! You deserve more than just the bare essentials of existence.There is much more to life than just measuring up against expectations created by society based on what others believe is right for you. I am talking about finding out what it is that YOU wish for. About living up to YOUR own standards. About finding YOUR passion and living YOUR dreams. The 20th century was all about raising our standard of living. >We certainly have raised it.The technology and science that were developed over the past six decades allow us to live much more comfortable and enriched lives in addition to giving us far more in the way of leisure time. But... has this technology really increased the quality of our lives? Are we, as human beings happier now than ever before? The answer is of course very individual, but from my personal observations I see an increasing number of people dissatisfied with what they possess, although it appears that they have everything that they could want. It would therefore seem, that the answer to life is not found through material possessions or what you acquire. The quality of your life depends on something that lies within you. Whether you are aware of it or not, you have an unlimited power inside just waiting to be expressed. When you do not use that power you feel this through a sense of disappointment and unrest. We were all in contact with our power when we were children. Have a look at children and see how they are passionate about everything they do. See how much power and aliveness they possess. Reclaiming your power will allow you to live your passion. When you live your passion you have infinite choices. Most of the limitations you think you have in your life are self-imposed. Still, they affect your relationships, your work, your self-esteem and self-confidence. Reclaim your power and you can break through all these limitations and expand the quality of your life tremendously. How can you reclaim your power? Good question! First, realize that life is a game. Whether you accept it or not is up to you. But there are some realities bonded in truth whether you accept them or not and this, simply, is one of these "eternal truths". Now, in the game of life you can participate in a few roles: THE COMMENTATOR The Commentator sits outside the game. He always talks about the game but never really gets involved in it. The Commentator describes his opinions, judgments and criticism about what is happening. There is no difference between saying, "the game was great" or "the game was horrible". In both cases, this is the Commentator's opinion and judgment of what actually happened. The Commentator is outside the game - therefore he can NEVER influence what is happening and therefore he does not really create results for himself. He is actually powerless. The Commentator is always focused on the past. First, there must be the event and only then, can he describe it. Consequently his focus is on the past and not on the present. The Commentator exists outside the game, as it appears to be "safe" there. He believes he cannot make mistakes this way. So the Commentator is actually focused on his survival. THE PLAYER The Player is in the game. He is the DOER. He does things; he moves all the time. He is focused all the time on his results. Therefore he is always in the NOW. His main drive is: "What can I DO to improve my results?" The Player is focused on living. THE COACH The Coach is also outside the game. He is talking about the game, but his focus is on the future. The Coach's role is to show the players other possibilities. This way, he gives them more opportunities (choices) to play the game. This way he raises the ability of the players to confront life. The Coach is focused on empowering others. When we have more choices the quality of our life increases. When we are limited to only one way, we become victims of the circumstances. At the end, the Player is always the one that creates the results. It is his choice to do whatever he wants with what the Coach tells him. So, the players in life are always the ones that createresults. The Coach is only a tool to improve those results. When you are willing to improve the quality of your life you need to choose. Which one are you willing to be in your own life: The Commentator, the Player or the Coach? Take a look at the different areas of your life (personal, professional, family, social, etc...) - Which role do you take in each of these areas? Are you a Commentator, a Player or a Coach? - What are the benefits you extract from assuming this role? - What are the prices you pay for being in this role? - Ask yourself, is this the way you wish it to be? If not, what actions should you take in order to change it? Write down five actions you are willing to take in the coming week in order to raise the quality of your life. Then, go and act upon them... ------------------------------------------------------------ Article by: Vered (Tanmayo) Neta, trainer, coach and lecturer, specializes in relationships and leadership. She co-leads the one-year LIFE SKILLS program where you become the Player and Coach in your life.Get more information here.
Reprinted from Inspiration To Go
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WAKE UP AND SMELL THE CAT FOOD by Maria Harden I was sound asleep in my comfortable bed, dreaming of being kissed all over my face, when suddenly it felt suspiciously like reality. Groggily, I struggled to open an eye, but a wet sandpaper tongue licked my eyelid before I could. I groaned, knowing my favorite feline was awake and ready for his breakfast. Six o'clock every morning, rain or shine, was my wake-up call. Who needed an alarm clock when you have a hungry cat on the prowl? Still tired, I tried to ignore Cinder's administrations but to no avail. More licks with the sandpaper tongue, first on one eyelid, then the other, until I was forced to open my eyes. When my furry friend saw me partially awake, he literally danced with glee. "Breakfast, Mom, and now!" he seemed to say with his persistent and loud meow. Stalling for time, I rolled over on my stomach, and a second later, I felt my hair being pulled. Cinder knew the routine. If at first Plan A doesn't work, then resort to Plan B. This too-smart cat put his claws in my hair and then retracted them, which resulted in my head being literally yanked. He knew how to get my attention. I still wasn't moving fast enough, so now he resorted to Plan C. If you know what fingernails scraping on a chalkboard sounds like, multiply it tenfold and that is the sound of a cat's claws scratching the wall behind the bed. I cringed at the harshness of the sound, and finally gave up. Cinder had won, again. In the kitchen, I opened a can of cat food while Cinder danced around my legs. He was obviously starving, the poor thing. Not having been fed for several hours, this pitiful fat cat was wasting away to a mere shadow of himself. Another moment and it would have been too late. Famished, he gulped down a mouse size portion of cat food, then licked his whiskers and sauntered away, sated for the moment. My duty was done. Cinder was an appropriate name for this cat as he was entirely black, with just a few barely noticeable stray white hairs. He was so gentle when playing with children, allowing even the smallest child to carry him around in the most undignified position. Halloween was always fun, because Cinder sat at the big living room window and watched the costumed children who came trick or treating. They thought he was a Halloween prop. What better way to add to the ambiance of Halloween than a black cat! My mother always said that when a cat looks out the window, he is reading his newspaper, as the outdoors is a cat's world. I always commented that he was reading the Feline Free Press. Cinder never ventured out of the yard, instead he stayed hidden behind the shrubs so he could see out and no one could see him. We had an outside screen door, and when we heard a "ping, ping" sound, it was Cinder, flicking the screen with his claws. We called it the cat doorbell. Cinder had a passion for green olives and celery leaves, and was even known to nibble on bits of raw carrots. Whoever heard of a vegetarian cat? He liked to sit on a chair at the kitchen table and watch us eat our meals. He never begged or tried to get anything off the table, but only wanted to be part of the family. There was one particular chair that he claimed as his and heaven help anyone who sat there. If an unsuspecting guest was not quick enough to be seated, we would have to move a very annoyed cat. If looks could kill! Cinder was an only cat until he was about twelve years old. When we got Smoky, Cinder's nose was out of joint at this new young interloper who stole his thunder. Smoky, being a kitten, wanted to play, and Cinder, being an older cat, did not. Cinder tolerated Smoky, but just barely. Smoky, of course, got his moniker from his smoky grey fur. When we get another cat, we are told we should continue the pattern, get an orange cat, and call him Flame. -- Maria Harden ____________________________________________ Maria is a cat lover who lives in Winnipeg, Manitoba. She has passed on her love of felines to her grown son, who has three female cats, two of which had litters of four and six kittens respectively, just months apart. His third cat was a stray kitten found in a back alley, who deserves her own story one day. When she's not cuddling cats and kittens, Maria likes to write, garden, and play the piano.
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