Performing a factory reset using hardware buttons: If you can’t turn HTC One V on or access settings, you can still perform a factory reset by using the hardware buttons on HTC One V.
1. Press and hold the VOLUME DOWN button, and then press and hold the POWER button.
2. Wait for the screen with the three Android images to appear, and then release the POWER and VOLUME DOWN buttons.
3. Press VOLUME DOWN to select FACTORY RESET, and then press the POWER button.

Factory reset will permanently delete all your data and customized settings, and will remove any applications you’ve downloaded and installed. Be sure to back up any data and files you want to keep before you do a factory reset. My phone saves my info to the sim card.

Performing a factory reset from settings
1. Slide the Notifications panel open, and then tap Settings.
2. Tap Storage > Factory data reset.
3. Tap Reset phone, and then tap Erase everything.

Then go into your Settings and sync all your accounts like this:
Settings
Accounts & Sync
+ to add an account
Add each account you want to sync

Note to me:  I will need to re-set up on the phone again my AOL, GMail and FB, so don’t do a reset unless I have those passwords in front of me

This world is like a mountain.  Your Echo depends on you.  If you scream good things, the world will give it back.  If you scream bad things, the world will give it back.  Even if someone says badly about you, speak well about him.  Change Your Heart to change the World.  ~ Shams Tabrizi

Bypassing more traditional ideas of Good Friday, I take note of where personal issues  stop me from living through my indwelling Christ Mind. What happened between the time of the Crucifixion and the Resurrection? I imagine that there was a sense of loss, suffering, stillness and waiting.  This Good Friday, I will sit to contemplate as the loving expression of the Divine, to be present to this loss, to hold space for healing, and to shine the Eternal Light of hope. I willingly release my own self-judgment and doubt, as I prepare myself for the emergence of the Sacred Self.

Don’t worry about losing your way. If you do, pain will remind you to find your path again. Joy will let you know when you are back on it. ~ Martha Beck

I wrote yesterday that my oldest and dearest childhood friend Wally Smith had passed. We had crushes on each other since elementary school.  We never dated but were the best of buds.  His friendship outlasted all boyfriends and husbands. I did not expect this loss to make me feel that lighting has struck half of me away. I’ve never felt that before.  I’ve been widowed three times but each relationship was less than three years and all in my 20′s – 30′s. Not enough time to get deeply enmeshed. But Wally I’ve known since I was 7.  Grief is a new emotion to observe.  Feeling I’ve lost something is a new emotion to observe.  Today I will spend time going into my emotion and learn from it whatever it has to teach me.  “The cycle of grief has its own timetable. Until that cycle is honored and completed we are moving along life’s path with an anchor down.” — Ann Linnea, Deep Water Passage

My childhood friend, Wally (Walter Clarence Smith) was born September 2, 1952 in Hialeah, FL.  He and his family lived down the street from us during our childhood years.  We were the best of friends.  We attended school together from elementary through graduation at Hialeah High in 1970.  We kept in touch as we grew older and moved away from our hometown.  Our last visit was just a month ago at his home.  He passed away on March 12, 2013.  He is survived by his loving sister, my dear, beloved friend Linda Smith.  Always one to chose his own destiny, it was Wally’s choice when to drop his earthly robes for his final walk.  You’ll be missed, my brother.  There will never be another like you. We’ll meet again.

The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down, but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains…..
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains
~Unknown

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And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.”  And he replied:  “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.”

So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East.   Continue reading →

This happened again today. I’ve been taking Benadryl and Mucinex for 3 days so have been a little fuzzy headed.  I just walked into my office for the first time today and my eye glasses are hanging across the monitor. That’s no big deal but it means I drove to Melbourne and delivered mags without my glasses on this morning… sheesh the stuff we make ourselves believe.  I wrote at I get a great lesson in the power of my beliefs about eyeglasses:   I had a great lesson in the power of my beliefs this morning.

As usual on final layout week, I spend extra hours at the computer, creating and revising ads, opening mail, logging in payments, seeing who’s paid and who needs to pay, playing phone tag with a dozen new advertisers getting last minute details, making last minute adjustments to design and layout. So I work well into the night and get up early to begin again. And this morning was no different.  I woke up groggy, wishing I could have just a little more sleep, but excited about doing the final touches on the magazine. I note the time on the wall clock – 6:20 am – and sleepily make it into the office. I go over my To Do List and begin making my way down the list. I check email and get a final ad. I respond to a few emails.  I place the ad and am about to begin my Table of Contents when I notice my eyeglass case next to the keyboard in front of me. My eyeglass case. Empty, of course. Not because I have them on, but because they’re in the living room next to the couch where I slept last night. Hmmm, how can that be?  Continue reading →

“Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.”  – Octavia Butler

The thoughts we send out to those from our past, will be visited upon those we bring into our Now.  Make sure to always wish for everyone in your past only what you wish for yourself in your Now and in your future.