I was finishing up dinner tonight… after reading the Master Key lesson for week 19. I was thinking about doing my gratitude cards for each day — or at least a few days — when a BUNCH of things I’m grateful for started flashing through my head: I’m alive… again! I am healthy I am free of prescription meds My baby boy’s birthday is tomorrow I woke up this morning My kids love me … and the list went on…
Greetings! your awesomeness(s)! That is the PLURAL of “your awesomeness”, because I want to make sure I acknowledge every single one of you! As I sit here sipping my freshly brewed coffee and snacking on ginger snaps and crunchy peanut butter, I’d like to say it’s been an awesome week. No particular reason; I’ve had frustrations, technical/equipment problems, unscheduled interruptions, difficulties, work not done, stuff not handled… AND… I didn’t even come CLOSE to winning that Work Week challenge with…
O M G! Dear MasterMnders: Something very interesting just happened with this week’s lesson, and you may not have noticed, so I’m going to tell you… so you don’t miss it! In 18 weeks of masterminding, we’ve gotten the lesson, done the sit and been told, “contemplate this… visualize this… think about this…” This lesson is different. This week’s lesson — line 33 — states, “This week… concentrate upon your power to create…” We have just been given an assignment…
Well, perhaps frightening is a bit strong. First of all, the webby last Sunday (01/24) was exquisite — one of the best we’ve had so far, and that’s a big claim, since we’ve had some truly magnificent webbies over the past 17+ weeks. And there’s so much I’d like to say, but in the interest of time… I shall not. [Note: I just dumped a bunch of text, so this post won’t take an hour to read…] This past week…
I’m gaining on myself. Some days I feel like this little guy. From the look on his face you’d think he’d been running along beside the car for a while, right? Last week I noticed that I’d missed a bunch of comments on my posts. Some back to December. I was not happy. How’d I miss those? I’m the guy who will spend hours on FB answering individual birthday wishes (last time I had over 300) because if people thought…
There are two authors in literature and social media that have contributed SO MUCH to my life and I just need to thank them: “Unknown” and “Anonymous.” These advanced souls have passed on life-changing wisdoms and insights, and have invoked a lot of thought. This meme quote is by Unknown. I made a tiny little #MKMMA modification, so I now claim it as my own, but at least I give him attribution, and it is now the wallpaper on one…
Good afternoon; allow me to introduce you to my friend, “Subby.” Until recently I affectionately referred to him as “Golden Guy.” Some years ago, now, I had some readings from a spiritualist friend, and she described the guides who had assembled at our session — whom she could see and communicate with, but I at the time was not so endowed, for the most part. One of the guides she referred to was a Golden Guy, who was effectively my…
I think my compass is broken!!! Either that or I have enough magnetism in my body to keep it twirling round and round. Then again, that may just be me going in circles. LOL I haven’t yet caught up from the week I missed — and the break at week 10 was all encompassed by family and stuff and that didn’t help. Oh my when is the next pay-it-forward period? But back to that going in circles thing. They’ve been…
A number of things have happened in the past couple of weeks that gave me cause — and pause — to smile, giggle or scratch my head. Creating new habits on the fly, minor compulsions to “do something now,” ideas coming to me while I’m typing that change what I’m about to say while images pop into my head of Subby or the universe winking at me and dollar signs flashing before my eyes — okay, maybe I imagined that…
Greetings, my friends. I WISH I could say that this was a monumental week for me, that the puzzle pieces all fell into place, and that my dreams and goals jetted off to the universe and that she (sorry… it’s a weakness) was busy manufacturing my fine-tuned new life and about to beam it to me in all it’s splendid glory. But if she was listening really closely, she’s probably spinning around the floor, looking both ways at once going,…