A friend of mine posted this video on facebook and I love it. What's your big dream?
Do you have fifty things to do in a day, but only time for 20? What about that workout plan you swore you'd keep up with at the first of THIS year, so you'll just renew that resolution next year. What about those books that are on your list? Is blogging and facebook time diverting your attention from just moving your body?
I know for me, it's been hard to get away from the computer. I have had office jobs my whole life - sticks you in a chair behind a desk for the bulk of the day. Between the time behind the desk and the commuting time (used to be 2 hours a day), my poor body was crying out for some much needed activity. Since I've been out of the mainstream workforce I've been able to add in some activity: work in the yard, organizing the house, helping in the greenhouse this summer (sweating like I was in the Philippines every day). But now that I'm starting my own businesses (coaching practice and jewelry shows), I spend more time behind the computer again.
A friend of mine on facebook inspired me with a solution! She had created a laptop desk of sorts for her treadmill! I loved it so much that I found some materials in the barn and created my own. Check it out!
I know for me, it's been hard to get away from the computer. I have had office jobs my whole life - sticks you in a chair behind a desk for the bulk of the day. Between the time behind the desk and the commuting time (used to be 2 hours a day), my poor body was crying out for some much needed activity. Since I've been out of the mainstream workforce I've been able to add in some activity: work in the yard, organizing the house, helping in the greenhouse this summer (sweating like I was in the Philippines every day). But now that I'm starting my own businesses (coaching practice and jewelry shows), I spend more time behind the computer again.
A friend of mine on facebook inspired me with a solution! She had created a laptop desk of sorts for her treadmill! I loved it so much that I found some materials in the barn and created my own. Check it out!
This is a fantastic set-up! I walk about 1.8-2.2 mph and can still type or read or write notes...fabulous! It takes me longer than normal to get to a mile; however, movement is movement! Now I'm getting back in the groove of getting some more weight off! And this is the best form of multi-tasking EVER!
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk despair.
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.
Hey may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love, live.
Chained by his own fears, he is a slave. He has forfeited freedom.
Only a person who risks is free!
PS: Thanks to all our Veterans who've sacrificed lives and family who have sacrificed loved ones taking the risk of protecting others. Thank you beyond all thank yous!
This has to be one of the best emails I have received in a long time because when when you sit and think about the meaning, it is so true.
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport
My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly.
So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!'
This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'
He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment.
As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally.
Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.
The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day.
Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!
Have a garbage-free day!
Law of the Garbage Truck
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport
We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us.
My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly.
So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!'
This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment.
As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally.
Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.
The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day.
Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets,
so ... Love the people who treat you right.
Pray for the ones who don't.
Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!
Have a garbage-free day!
What happens when you get a gift? Do you immediately rip open the packaging to get to the inside? Do you, with meticulous care, take the tape off first, then fold by fold take the paper and place it in a safe place to come to the gift after the wrapping has been secured? Or do you, like me, take off the portion of wrapping that gets you into the gift itself? What about those gift bags? Ever miss something that was tucked way down in there? Or do you just simply set the gift aside to open later?
That's what it can be like when trying to discover our true selves. There's a gift packed away inside, but it's up to us how we get to it. We can get right down to business - tearing off all the wrapping, skirt around the issues and never really get to the gift - being so meticulous, doing it with some gusto but leaving some walls up, missing the best part - not finding ALL the gift in the bag, or incredibly never even trying but staying in the status quo.
Don't set your life aside like an unopened gift. Open it - completely. Don't miss a thing. There's a gift inside you, not only for yourself but to share with others.
That's what it can be like when trying to discover our true selves. There's a gift packed away inside, but it's up to us how we get to it. We can get right down to business - tearing off all the wrapping, skirt around the issues and never really get to the gift - being so meticulous, doing it with some gusto but leaving some walls up, missing the best part - not finding ALL the gift in the bag, or incredibly never even trying but staying in the status quo.
Don't set your life aside like an unopened gift. Open it - completely. Don't miss a thing. There's a gift inside you, not only for yourself but to share with others.
I've seen this before in emails and various areas, but it bears repeating!
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.
"But first we're going to see the daffodils. It's just a few blocks,"
Carolyn said. "I'll drive. I'm used to this."
"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, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one 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 a 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 thirty-five or forty
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 gain 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. So work like you don't need money.
Love like you've never been hurt, and dance like no one's watching.
If you want to brighten someone's day, pass this on to someone special.
I just did!
Wishing you a beautiful, daffodil day!
Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
Hey everyone! I am totally transforming my blog. Yes, again. (For me it's almost like rearranging furniture and ladies, I KNOW you know what I'm talking about!). This time the transformation will include a coaching feel. I LOVE coaching - business, leadership, individuals, etc. We're still in the process of creating a specific business website, and in addition, I wanted to redesign my blog to give it an attached feel to my website.
I've even changed the blog title: Thriving in Solid Air. The concept comes from a great book, "TheWar of Art" by Steven Pressfield. Pressfield tells of a visualization he had about an eagle picking him up and flying. He asked the eagle, "Hey, what am I supposed to be learning from this? A voice answered (silently): You're supposed to learn that things that you think are nothing, as weightless as air, are actually powerful substantial forces, as real and as solid as earth."
Blogging can be full of little moments that many may think are weightless. However. All those moments and details and concepts that we share in the blog world add up to be a substantial force - potentially powerful for personal transformation. It can also be as simple as reading blogs as a part of balance and personal space. I am excited about this design transformation and I hope you will visit often!
I've even changed the blog title: Thriving in Solid Air. The concept comes from a great book, "TheWar of Art" by Steven Pressfield. Pressfield tells of a visualization he had about an eagle picking him up and flying. He asked the eagle, "Hey, what am I supposed to be learning from this? A voice answered (silently): You're supposed to learn that things that you think are nothing, as weightless as air, are actually powerful substantial forces, as real and as solid as earth."
Blogging can be full of little moments that many may think are weightless. However. All those moments and details and concepts that we share in the blog world add up to be a substantial force - potentially powerful for personal transformation. It can also be as simple as reading blogs as a part of balance and personal space. I am excited about this design transformation and I hope you will visit often!
I received this in an email today and just HAD to share it. My hut's on fire right now and this little illustration is just what I needed!
The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.
One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, 'God! How could you do this to me?'
Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! 'How did you know I was here?' asked the weary man of his rescuers. 'We saw your smoke signal,' they replied.
The Moral of This Story: It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering.
Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground. ((It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God!))
P.S. You may want to consider passing this on, because you never know who feels as if their hut is on fire today..
The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.
Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.
One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, 'God! How could you do this to me?'
Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! 'How did you know I was here?' asked the weary man of his rescuers. 'We saw your smoke signal,' they replied.
The Moral of This Story: It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering.
Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground. ((It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God!))
P.S. You may want to consider passing this on, because you never know who feels as if their hut is on fire today..
When I went out to do my morning devotional on the swing, I looked up and saw I had a visitor.
I thought of how this little guy must have taken an hour or two at least to get that high on the swing - my head high. It reminded me that it's ok to take my time. That making those moments in the morning so special since it's just me and God and nature.
Then I started reading - in Revelation. Yeah, I know. But it's an awesome book. In Chapter 3 vs 10 it says, "Since you have kept my command to endure patiently, I will also keep you from teh hour of trial that is going to come upon the whole world to test those who live on the earth." Endure patiently. Makes me think of another verse, Philippians 3:13-14: "Brethern, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus."
Thanks for the confirmation! I just love when God talks to me plainly when I need to hear from Him. And this message was certainly it. I hope it's something you can cling to as well!
I thought of how this little guy must have taken an hour or two at least to get that high on the swing - my head high. It reminded me that it's ok to take my time. That making those moments in the morning so special since it's just me and God and nature.
Then I started reading - in Revelation. Yeah, I know. But it's an awesome book. In Chapter 3 vs 10 it says, "Since you have kept my command to endure patiently, I will also keep you from teh hour of trial that is going to come upon the whole world to test those who live on the earth." Endure patiently. Makes me think of another verse, Philippians 3:13-14: "Brethern, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus."
Thanks for the confirmation! I just love when God talks to me plainly when I need to hear from Him. And this message was certainly it. I hope it's something you can cling to as well!
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