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The metal frame of my above ground pool had rusted through sending 4500 gallons of water gushing everywhere. My son Christian and his friend Scott disassembled the remains and the metal frame and posts were put out by the curb. My yard man said he could haul it off and that the city dump would charge $50 to let him dump it there. $50! I thought! Wow. When my pools have broken before I have never

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Silver SandalsChico’s is by far one of my most favorite places to shop for clothing. Each month, Chico’s home office mails out catalogs, showing their newest fashions. Sometimes I move quickly on items that I see that are of interest to me and sometimes I procrastinate. Procrastinating is not a wise thing to do when you see something you like in the Chico’s catalog because there is a great

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The Missing Camera Camping trips to the Kerrville Folk Festival often included a trip to the nearby Medina River. Middle-aged Flower Children congregated there to enjoy the refreshing clear water and surrounding beauty of the Texas Hill Country. We always brought snacks, towels, water and because I love to document the fun I am having in my life with pictures, I always took my camera. My boys and

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We all have a vision for the life we would like to live. Sometimes our vision grows dim and we fall short of our dream. How does this occur?1. We allow ourselves to become sidetracked.2. We talk ourselves out of having what we want.3. We allow others to talk us our of our vision.4. Old programming sabotages our steps to success.The following was written by a man who, to numb the pain of

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"The pessimist complains about the wind, the optimist expects it to change, the realist adjusts the sails." ~ William Arthur WardThere was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third

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Have you ever been afraid? It is amazing how our emotions can wreck havoc with us and how we can let fear distort our clarity about reality. Super Storm 2011 had begun on Tuesday, February 1st. Our world here in the Metroplex was covered by sleet and snow. It was bitterly cold. The next morning I was in a very deep sleep at 6:27 a.m. when I was jolted into being awake by the smoke alarm-like

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One fall evening I was eating dinner when my friend arrived, tool in hand, to put on my new license plates. I had bought the car that I had been leasing, and new plates had been issued. I was just a few minutes away from finishing my well earned dinner. My friend began to ask me questions about the plates. It was apparent to me that his focus was on getting the plates on whether I was finished

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Christmas can be a time of great joy. Christmas can also be a time of great sadness. What causes the difference? Sadness abounds when a person focuses on what they do NOT have. This was brought home to me just this last week. Decorating for Christmas is so much fun for me! I remembered that my precious daughter in love, Tisha, had adorned a special ornament with a large bow and tied it to the leg

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Two WolvesOne evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “My son, the battle is between two wolves.”“One is Evil. It is anger, envy, fear, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, hate, superiority and ego.”The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy,

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The doorbell rang at 5:30 p.m. I was on day 36 of the prosperity plan as outlined in John Randolph Price's wonderful book, The Abundance Book. The meditation for that day was: "My inner supply instantly and constantly takes on form and experience according to my needs and desires, and as the Principle of Supply in action, it s impossible for me to have any needs or unfulfilled desires."On Sunday

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I began to sense that the romantic relationship that I had been involved in was coming to a close. I really didn't want to accept what I knew to be true. One day a beautiful client brought me a piece of paper on which were the wise words of T. D. Jakes. I knew when I read these words, that my client was a messenger, letting me know that what I sensed was indeed right on and that it was time to

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Stand at the doorway of your mind and allow only thoughts of that which you desire to experience cross your mental threshold. Just as Pavlov, the father of unconscious conditioned response, trained his dogs to associate the ringing of a bell with the appearance of food, you can train your mind to associate each new day with infinite possibilities, and the belief that you can have whatever it is

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The Karpman Relationship Drama Triangle is a very common, yet very destructive way of relating. Many of us hop on this triangle without realizing we are doing it. The following story makes the dynamics of the Relationship (Karpman) Drama Triangle easily understood. The woman makes dinner. The alcoholic husband, usually home by six o’clock, does not arrive. By six thirty, the wife is

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I love Harry Potter! I realized that I had not seen the latest movie, "Half Blood Prince." Because it had been awhile since I had watched the previous movies, I decided to start at the beginning and watch them all the way through to the "Half Blood Prince." What I noticed was that Harry was phenomenally brave in all scenarios up until the "Goblet of Fire." Harry faced challenge after challenge

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“The poor man is not he who is without a cent, but he who is without a dream” -- Harry Kemp. My passion is to assist people in remembering and then achieving their dreams!I am happy to announce a wonderfully inspiring recording, "Every Challenge has a Solution," that is now available from my office. Handouts are also included in the $15 price. In the presentation, I share practical tools that

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My First Message about my Purpose In 1970 I received my first clear message about my Purpose. Two of my flower child friends and I rode a couple of hours drive west of Ft. Worth Texas to Possum Kingdom Lake. It was barely daybreak when we arrived. Somehow I got it that if I could get to the top of one of the mesas that surrounded the area of the lake I would receive some kind of an important

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This is an excerpt from my exciting, upcoming book:“My doctors told me I would never walk again. My mother told me I would. I believed my mother.” Wilma Rudolph. Wilma chose to believe the positive. She chose the belief that would take her to greatness rather than the belief that would take her to being a victim. Most people would have told her that what she was attempting was impossible.At the

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Jeffery, (not his real name) came to me for help when he was in the midst of extreme emotional angst and marital discord. This was Jeffery's second marriage. Jeffery and his current wife had been separated multiple times. He endured roller coaster emotions as his current wife continued to want to leave him. Jeffery's first marriage was with a woman who suffered from alcoholism. In just a few

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“Some say go for it. I say make it come to you.” GarfieldI like to think of using tools for Conscious Creating to be like riding on an air mattress on top of the water. To live your life efforting, trying, manipulating, stressing and winding up out of the flow, exhausted and with results that are minimal and not lasting is like swimming underwater in the moss. When you are on top of the water,

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A parable is told of a farmer who owned an old mule. The mule fell into the farmer's well. The water wasn't very deep, so the mule could stand on the bottom. The farmer heard the mule braying. After carefully assessing the situation, the farmer sympathized with the mule, yet he saw no hope of saving the mule nor the well. He called his neighbors together and enlisted them to help haul dirt to

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The dynamics that drive the train in a relationship can lie deeply below the surface. Through hypnotic regression, the keys to unlocking long standing destructive patterns can be revealed and changed to healthy, self supporting patterns.The following is a true story about a client who came to me very distraught about her love life. Cindy is not her real name. I hope from reading Cindy's story you

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Sally came to me as a nervous, scared woman. Sally's romantic relationship was in shambles. Sally felt used financially in this relationship, and justifiably so. Although Sally is a pretty woman, her body showed signs of neglect, including about 35 pounds of excess weight. Sally was overworked at her job, and her compensation did not match her hours.With Life Success Coaching, Sally began to

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I arrived for my beauty services at the designated time, Friday at 10 a.m.. My technician was, for the first time in over a decade, not there. We have a standing appointment for every 4 weeks, and I was baffled. No one had seen her that day. I called her cell and got her voice mail. Where was she??I waited 20 minutes and she still did not show. I decided to not be irritated, but instead, to know

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Miracle's ashes were spread, blowing in freedom to the four winds. I was now ready for a new dog. Cherri had spoken the word for my next dog a few minutes after Miracle passed. I heard her words, but my heart wasn't into it and I wasn't ready. Almost a month had passed since Miracle's departure. As the days went on, I had been feeling the hole in my heart and in the heart of my clients that

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I remember a song from my childhood that started out, "You've got to accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative, latch on to the affirmative, don't mess with Mister in-between.All around us, in the news, casual conversation, phone calls with loved ones and friends, negativity abounds. As a whole, we have a tendency to focus on what is wrong rather than what is going right.In my passion to

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I have a dear friend whose birthday is near Christmas. I have known this friend for about 15 years. Each year, her birthday seems to get postponed. We have even celebrated her birthday at Easter! Often, the celebration takes place a few weeks into the new year.This last December, we discussed her birthday. I made a comment about her birthday and said, "Who knows when we will actually celebrate it

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My wonderful and faithful dog Miracle made her transition this last Wednesday.Miracle had lost her hearing several months ago. I asked myself if it bothered her that she couldn't hear any longer. Tisha, my very in tune daughter in love, had some time alone with Miracle. I knew that Tisha sensed that Miracle wouldn't be with us much longer, but in her wisdom, she didn't mention it to me until much

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It was raining and I was arriving at Las Colinas Country Club a few minutes later than I had planned. As I drove toward the valet parking, I had the idea of removing my keys and replacing them with my valet key that was stored in my wallet. I thought and even said out loud, "NO! I refuse to live my life in paranoia, thinking that some valet guy is going to take my house key and make a copy of it

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Flight to Santa FeIt was August, l985 and just a few weeks after the Delta flight had gone down in a horrendous Texas thunderstorm north of DFW Airport. I received an Invitation to fly to Santa Fe, New Mexico in September for a 3-day weekend. The trip sounded like fun. Before I made a commitment, I wanted to check it out with my intuition to be sure the trip would be safe, and that I was supposed

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The Mailbox -- Be careful what you ask for – you will get it. Some years ago, I received a notice that my neighborhood was going to mandatory curbside mailboxes. The notice said that if I had it installed then, there would be no charge; if I waited I would have to pay for the installation. I wasn’t about to spend money to pay for something that I didn’t want in the first place, so I went for the

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Was it really about me?There are breakthroughs and there are breakdowns in learning to take charge of our lives.I had run an ad in a woman's publication some months ago. When I didn't receive response to the ad, I checked with two clients of mine who had ads running in the publication. Both told me that they had not experienced good response from their ads. I assumed that my lack of response was

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I recently reconnected with an old friend, Rev. Marty Bacher. While visiting, Rev. Marty reminded me of something that I had said to him in 1994 when I was assisting him start a new church in the area. Rev. Marty said that he would never forget my words, "Marty, let's let this be easy!"I needed that reminder. We are all so bombarded via email and Internet with the activities of hordes of people

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This morning I found myself having thoughts that, if manifested, would not take me where I want to be. I know that thoughts create. What was I thinking? How did I allow myself to start to wash down a river of fear and negativity? How did I move out of gratitude? I know better than that? I had allowed myself to mentally and emotionally link up with the current group agreement (in the world) of

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Wise words: Don't be sad that it is over. Be glad that it happened!I cleaned out my garage this weekend and came across quite an array of camping gear that dated back to when my sons were still little boys. I thought about all the great times we had on the beach, in the woods, and in the water. I wondered if I would have chilled out with them more if I had known how busy they would become as

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On May 20th I completed 60 revolutions around the sun. For many months before my birthday, I had been doing a life review. Where have I been for 6 decades? What have I been doing? What have I accomplished? Have I really done anything with my life. Of course my questioning, while normal, was ludicrous. I have raised 2 totally amazing boys to become young men who are having an incredibly positive

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