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Think Yourself Successful
Statistics show that 80% of New Years resolutions
are broken by months end. If you find that's true
for you try this fun exercise. Sit down with pen
and paper and write synopsis of what happened in
2007. Place yourself at the end of 2007 and write
a letter to your best friend (or yourself)
telling her of all the great things you
accomplished. You can go into as much detail as
you want, really tap into how it feels to have
accomplished your goals. When you're done put it
in an envelope, write open December 2007, and put
it in a place you will remember.
Even if you forget all about it you'll be amazed
at how much of what you've written comes to be.
By writing from the past tense you've planted a
subconscious seed in your mind; it helps you to
be alert for ways to fulfill those goals.
If you want to anchor this more firmly take a few
minutes each day to visualize, including what it
feels like, achieving your goal. Keep the
negative thoughts out and focus on what it is you
really want. This helps to set your mind for
achieving the goal....you still have to take the
actions, but it eases the path. I would love to
hear how this works or not for you.
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Hi
Up here in the Northeast
we are getting our
first real taste of
winter with
temperatures in the
single digits,
unfortunately we still
don't have any snow so
I haven't tried out my
Christmas snow shoes.
But it is a good time
to curl up with
a cup of tea(or cocoa)
and try the exercise in
Think Yourself
Successful. Now that
the New Years
resolution hype has
faded a bit it's a
great time to paint
your picture for 2007.
Check out the Class
section to see if
there's anything that
piques your interest.
As always I love to
hear from you; please
jot me an email if you
have any questions,
suggestions, comments,
or just want to say hi.
Stay warm. Namaste',
Cathy |
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I just love a meal simmering in the crock pot on a cold winter day, and this one has a little hint of summer with the pineapple, enjoy.
Crockpot Pineapple Chicken
3 chicken breasts, split, skinned and boned
1 pepper
1 paprika
1 20 oz. pineapple, drained, unsweetened tidbits
2 tablespoons mustard, dijon-style
1 soy sauce
1 garlic clove; minced
Arrange chicken in crockpot.
Sprinkle with pepper and paprika.
Mix soy sauce, pineapple andmustard together;
pour over chicken.
Add minced garlic.
Cover and cook on low 7 to 9 hours or on high 3
to 4 hours.
Makes 6 servings.
Per serving: 210 calories; 4 g fat; 73 mg
cholesterol; 153 mg sodium.
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This story has been floating around for a long time, it has a very powerful message, enjoy.
Daffodil Day
Several times my daughter had telephoned to say,
"Mother, you must come to see the daffodils
before they are over." I wanted to go, but it was
a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead.
"I will come next Tuesday", I promised a little
reluctantly on her third call.
Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had
promised, and reluctantly I drove there. When I
finally walked into Carolyn's house, I was
welcomed by the joyful sounds of happy children.
I delightedly hugged and greeted my
grandchildren.
"Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is
invisible in these clouds and fog, and there is
nothing in the world except you and these
children that I want to see badly enough to drive
another inch!" My daughter smiled calmly and
said, "We drive in this all the time, Mother."
"Well, you won't get me back on the road until it
clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I assured
her.
"I was hoping you'd take me over to the garage to
pick up my car."
"How far will we have to drive?"
"Oh...just a few blocks," Carolyn said. "But I'll
drive. I'm used to this."
After several minutes, I had to ask, "Where are
we going? This isn't the way to the garage!"
"We're going to my garage the long way," Carolyn
smiled, "by way of the daffodils."
"Carolyn," I said sternly, "please turn around."
"It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will
never forgive yourself if you miss this
experience."
After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a
small gravel road and I saw a small church. On
the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered
sign with an arrow that read, "Daffodil Garden."
We got out of the car, each took a child's hand,
and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we
turned a corner, I looked up and gasped.
Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked
as though someone had taken a great vat of gold
and poured it over the mountain peak and its
surrounding slopes.The flowers were planted in
majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and
swaths of deep orange, creamy white, lemon
yellow, salmon pink, and saffron and butter
yellow. Each different-colored variety was
planted in large groups so that it swirled and
flowed like its own river with its own unique
hue. There were five acres of flowers.
"Who did this?" I asked Carolyn.
"Just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on
the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed
to a well kept A-frame house, small and modestly
sitting in the midst of all that glory. We walked
up to the house. On the patio, we saw a poster.
"Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking"
was the headline.
The first answer was a simple one. "50,000
bulbs," it read.
The second answer was, "1 at a time, by 1 woman.
2 hands, 2 feet, and 1 brain. "The third answer
was, "Began in 1958."
For me, that moment was a life-changing
experience. I thought of this woman whom I had
never met, who, more than forty years before, had
begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of
beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop.
Planting one bulb at a time, year after year,
this unknown woman had forever changed the world
in which she lived. One day at a time, she had
created something of extraordinary magnificence,
beauty, and inspiration. The principle her
daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest
principles of celebration.
That is, learning to move toward our goals and
desires one step at a time -- often just one
baby-step at time -- and learning to love the
doing, learning to use the accumulation of time.
When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small
increments of daily effort, we too will find we
can accomplish magnificent things. We can change
the world.
"It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to
Carolyn.
"What might I have accomplished if I had thought
of a wonderful goal 35 or 40 years ago and had
worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through
all those years? Just think what I might have
been able to achieve!"
My daughter summed up the message of the day in
her usual direct way. "Start tomorrow," she said.
She was right. It's so pointless to think of the
lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make
learning a lesson of celebration instead of a
cause for regret is to only ask, "How can I put
this to use today?"
Use the Daffodil Principle.
Stop waiting.....
Until your car or home is paid off
Until you get a new car or home
Until your kids leave the house
Until you go back to school
Until you finish school
Until you clean the house
Until you organize the garage
Until you clean off your desk
Until you lose 10 lbs
Until you get married
Until you get a divorce
Until you have kids
Until the kids go to school
Until you retire
Until summer
Until spring
Until winter
Until fall
Until you die...
There is no better time than right now to be
happy. Happiness is a journey, not a destination.
Wishing you a beautiful, daffodil day
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