Monthly Archives: January 2010

A Stranger Buys My Lunch

Yesterday was a day of errands.  I went to the bank, the post office, to Office Depot, to The Waterman, to the produce stand for carrots, celery, scallions and mushrooms. On the way home, I went to the new Thai Thai House on Palm Bay Road at Hammock Landing for an early lunch.  I had their volcano roll, which is a California roll with baked seafood “dynamite” on top, and a cup of miso soup. Only one other diner was in there – it was only 11:15am – and so we talked as we ate. He’s down here helping out his grandparents and is job hunting.  It was his first Thai food experience. When my dish came, I placed a portion on a separate plate and shared with him so he could taste an extra dish. He was young, maybe 30.  I was going to secretly buy his lunch on my way out. He left first and secretly bought mine! And what a cool kid. Continue reading

Overnight Camping In My Backyard Woods Defrags My Stress

3-08-firepit-5-72After a high of about 72 yesterday, it went down to 50 degrees last night, when I thought it was going to be 60 again.  There’s not much difference between 50 and 60 now that I got a taste last week of what 27 feels like. I’d forgotten to glance at the weather channel, but I was in a hurry.  I’d finished up the February Horizons Sunday and had cabin fever from being glued to my desk for 10 days straight.  I went outside and set up a lean-to tent in my west woods, so I could be outside in the open, in nature with the trees.  Out under the stars, where I could be “out of the box” – out of the house of full of wires and electricity and equipment.  No clocks, no phones, no computers.  Yes, I was in a hurry yesterday evening to set up a little camp outside so I could defrag from final layout week.  Nothing relaxes me more than watching the night sky and the small critters make their nightly way up and down the paths in my little patch of woods here. Continue reading

Facebook Shenanigans

I shared on Facebook yesterday that  a particular person keeps ending me a friend request and my spidey sense goes off each time. Twice I’ve accepted and saw I was her only friend and she had zero info listed, so I unfriended her again.

I don’t know why I care really.

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DUI, DWLS, Probation, PCP and False Positives

Don’t risk it

A 62 year old long time friend went to court this month for a DUI – driving under the influence.  She’s not a regular drinker, she doesn’t do drugs, she’s as straight arrow as they come. Christmas Eve she had one glass of wine at dinner with friends, and her slow driving back home got her pulled over.  She did the breathalyzer test and was charged with DUI.  Afterward, we had the talk about don’t get caught driving  – anywhere.  But the week after the DUI, she drove 6 blocks to the laundromat since the one in her building was out of service.  She got stopped. So now it’s a DWLS (driving while license suspended) as well as the DUI.  I wrote on Facebook, “It snowballs! Don’t risk it!”

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When Jealousy and Competition Raise Their Heads in Your Face

We’ve all done it. Gotten angry in the moment over some perceived wrong and then created an entire scenario about it in our head, blaming someone else.  But when we’re conscious, when we’re on the Path, we take the time to contemplate what is going on in our life.  We take responsibility for what we’ve put in motion.  We know that whoever we think is to blame is just someone we are allowing to have some power over us.  Power over our thoughts and emotions. Allowing your thoughts and emotions to go there is a choice.

Let me re-phrase that.  Your thoughts may appear out of nowhere.  You can’t stop that from happening.  What you can decide is how long you will continue to dwell on that thought.  You have the choice of staying on that thought long enough to get pissed off about it.  You have the choice of moving to a better feeling thought, before you attract something you don’t want.

If you haven’t yet trained yourself to pivot your focus to a better feeling thought, you can learn how by reading at the free Abraham-Hicks website.  If you want to gain clearer understanding of why you do what you do in particular situations and how you can see the other perspective, ask yourself Byron Katie’s Four Questions.

Jealousy and competition runs rampant in the personal growth/self help genre no less than it does in all other genres.  There is no competition and that we each attract what is ours by right of consciousness.  No one steals business from anyone else.  If a client leaves you and goes somewhere else, that’s fine; they are not your target market anyway.

You want the people who are attracted to what you have to offer, plain and simple.  You don’t have to go all car salesman on someone to talk them into buying what you’ve got.  You don’t want 200 people to attend an event if only 11 are going to buy.  Your market is the 11 who really want it.  Remember that the next time you look out into your audience of 12.  And if you don’t think you can make an honest and lucrative living with just 12 clients, then you just have short vision.  It’s not a numbers game; it’s a consciousness game.

And that’s one thing I have that sets me apart from some others: I know that. I know that I will be able to create a fine happy living for myself, no matter what anyone else is doing or not doing.  No matter what someone is saying or not saying, whether it’s true or not true.

Since I know who I am and I know what my thoughts are capable of attracting, I don’t feel the need to blame anyone else for anything I experience.  I know it’s unproductive to be emotionally attached to what anyone says about me.  I’ve never been so free as when I gave that up.  Now it’s easy for me to just let that stuff go.  It’s my favorite new habit.

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On Political Correctness

I woke up ready to dive into final layout for the February Horizons, so I wasn’t going to take the time to make a blog post.  Then a friend sent me this and I thought it too cute (and relevant) not to share:  Sometimes you are encouraged about our country’s future when you see something like this.  Specifically, there was an annual contest at Ohio State University calling for the most appropriate definition of a contemporary term.  This year’s term was “Political Correctness. The winner wrote: “Political correctness is a doctrine, fostered by a delusional, illogical minority, and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end.”

I’m Too Busy for Unannounced Sales Pitches

A publicist called me earlier in the week, interested in “speaking about some out of the box ways we might work together in co-branding efforts.”  He’s the publicist for a popular author whose work I support.  And if you’re reading this, I mean no disrespect, it’s just a good example to share.   I emailed back that “I don’t sponsor or barter advertising, so I guess that means I don’t go out of the box or co-brand.”  He called again last night, 15 minutes after I closed the office, and was leaving for a meeting.  My mind was completely on what I was doing and where I was going, yet I answered the phone automatically when it rang.  He’d earlier asked for ad rates and we were up on deadline, so I wanted to make sure to get him in if he wanted in.  But I was on the way out the door with other matters on my mind, and frankly, I did not have time to hear a press release about why I should donate an ad to his client. Continue reading

Welcoming Transformation: The Gift of Change

Even though only temps of 33 were forecast for last night, I went out at dusk and put pillowcases over all the surviving plants, kind of as a test run to see if I have enough to cover them all if I need to.  Synchonistically, I do.  There are more of them than I thought. The pillow shams work the best. The next season we get a freeze, I’ll have a plan and be prepared. The other day when I wrote Florida Record Low Temps Changing My Perception of Cold, I mentioned the devastation to my plants.  Now I see that was an over-reaction, as well as short sighted.  Because when I look for the devastation, I see it.  When I look for what all survived, I see that it’s more than 3/4 of my yard.   All the bushes under the canopy escaped the frostbite and are still fine, and it looks lush.  When I really look at it, overall I have less than 1/4 of my plants killed by the freeze.  I just have to remember to always look for the good.  Even I temporarily forget that. Continue reading

When I Get Distractions Instead of Answers

I’m once again in final layout week with the magazine, so this will be short since I have to jump right into work.  Three days ago I posted on Facebook “I have ten 12-16 hour days at the computer ahead of me for the February mag layout and now in between my shoulders is aching. I know it’s my chair, cuz it’s an executive lean back chair. I have lots of little pillows – what area of my back needs support to relieve the ache is between my shoulder blades?”  I got lots of comments back giving me different exercises to do stretch the muscles involved, one comment saying it may be related to a weak heart, but none answering my question.  Continue reading

The Florida Frost Bite Changes My Landscape and Causes Serious Reflection

Floridians who have plants that died of frostbite this week, do not cut them back now. In a few weeks – after you see new growth on the live parts – would be the time to cut them back. You’ll handicap the plant if you cut the dead looking stuff off right now. What looks dead isn’t always dead.   Yesterday I wrapped my surviving arbicola up in wine colored sheets and indian blankets.  The frostbitten turk’s cap bushes made great frames for draping the fabric over to cover the tall plants. Some good news is that with so many plants dead to the ground, I now see I have hundreds of loquat seedlings, and they are cold hardy to 10 degrees.

With so many plants gone, do I make the choice of being in the Now or prepaving the future?  Can I do both?  Yes, I can do both.    In the Now, my plants under the oak and palm canopy are free of frostbite.  In a few months, everything that was not under the canopy will be back green and strong.  But I also appreciate the soft, dark, blackfrosted leaves that will fall any day now; they have an exquisite beauty all their own, telling of a life well lived, and they will become mulch for the new growth in Spring.  If I can’t see the beauty in the Now, if I can’t look at my frostbitten plants and feel good about them now, then I can turn my thoughts to being hopeful about what they will look like soon.  It’s helpful to remember, when looking at death, that it’s simply a cycle and that Spring always follows Winter. Continue reading