This little Meerkat meditated so long he fell over.
Has this ever happened to you?
We loved that little guy, (saw him at the San Diego Zoo) and so adopted him as our mascot for our new website entitled http://www.successbooksguru.com/
Now we come to the question of the day: Why are Americans so unhappy?
Our family watched the DVD documentary The Boys of Baraka, about troubled kids from the one of the most violent ghettos in Baltimore Maryland who are taken 10,000 miles to an experimental school in rural Kenya.
When asked what they thought of Africa
one of the boys said, “They are black and poor like us only they are happy.”What do did those boys in Africa know that we don’t?
Speaking of film—do watch Temple Grandin
with Claire Danes, one of the best actresses of our time. The story is of Temple Grandin, an autistic young girl who grows up to get a PhD and revolutionize the cattle slaughtering business. She sees as the animals see, in pictures, and can therefore predict how they will behave and what will calm them. “Nature is cruel,” she said, “but we don’t have to be.” A marvel.Oh, I’m on a film roll, those of you who know us know we like movies, but of late we have been disenchanted, and rarely go. Husband Dear and I did see one film I loved, Flipped
by Rob Reiner about growing up, about crushes, about integrity. I loved it, especially the female, strong from first grade to teen aged, and I’m sure beyond.Okay, one more: Secretariat,
considered to be the grandest racehorse ever. He deserved a better screenplay. The film didn’t have the panache of the movie Seabiscuit,
but then the book, Seabiscuit, was written by Laura Hillenbrand, who writes with such skill it makes your teeth ache. But listen to this, Secretariat, was the Triple Crown winner, the first in 25 years. The Triple Crown means winning the Derby, the Preakness and the Belmont races all run within 5 weeks of each other. The Belmont is the final one, the longest of the three, and the most grueling. Secretariat won it by 31 lengths. No iffy nose, no iffy seconds, no photo finish, 31 lengths. No horse has matched his record. And his champion was a housewife in 1970’s taking on the “Good ole boys club.” I love it. We recognize grace when we see it. Penny Tweedy believed in her horse and gambled the farm to see it win the title. Thirty one lengths! The spectators were stunned. I wish I had seen that race. Again those of you who know me know I was involved with the Science of the Mind Church when we lived in San Diego. The minister was Terry Cole Whittaker.
We saw her in LA last Sunday, and boy that woman is a marvel and a joy. She is 20 some years older than when I attended her astounding church, as am I, only she’s cute. Talk about panache, that girl has it.What if you believed you could do, be, or have anything you wanted?
How would you behave then?
What if you believed that the world was friendly, that life was ongoing, and that your job was to be happy and to minister to others?
Wouldn’t that be a kick?
Daughter Dear and I have decided to start a movement…let’s feed our minds with good stuff. Let’s read motivational books. Let’s neutralize the negatives we hear every day by feeding our minds with positive words, thoughts and actions, and believing, once again--I believe I fell off the wagon for a time--that God’s divine energy is alive and well and living in us.
Thus our new site, with motivational, inspirational books. http://www.successbooksguru.com/ It is up and running. I'm excited. Just looking at the titles makes me happy. We intend to add a motivational thought a day, you know, like when you mother let you dip a finger in the icing--that dip tasted so good. If you want the whole cake you will have to read the book. When the site gets some hits we will begin our thought for the day.
What did I learn from my Hawaiian experience? I’ve been asked that twice this week. It was a dichotomy really--paradise/irritant--a contradiction of events and feelings, and a catalyst. How does one describe a catalyst except to say it spurs to action. That experience spun us around, slung us off the island, and gave us new direction. It wasn’t so much a learning as it was an experience.
Aloha! (You know that means love, not goodbye.)
