"Enlightenment" Your 7 days program to Positive thinking

I'm sure you have a bright idea hidden somewhere in the back of your mind that you just can't wait to test out. Of course you're not the only one with the bright idea. So what motivates you to churn those creative, or even inspiring juices to its utmost flavor?

It's always best to set up a personal goal where you can accomplish the most in record time, maybe like mowing the lawn in an hour before the big game on TV. A correct and positive attitude in whatever you do will make things easier, and even enjoyable.

Here are some tips to make it through the week even if you're just sitting in your favorite couch. An idea takes time to form in your head and is always at work while you are busy sitting.

Having a bit of positive thinking can help you realize things that are never thought possible. Thinking big is indeed the American Way and that what made our country prosperous.

1. Take passionate action towards living your life by design. Talk is cheap. Action = deposits in the bank of a passionately authentic future. Without it, passion is void.

This is a perfect example where dreams are made of where you start by tinkering with your mind, then with your hands. And if the idea weakens, you can always go back to it later until you finish it.

2. Commit to yourself as well as those you love to create powerfully a life you can love. Instead of reacting, commit to creating from your heart and soul, out of love rather than fear. The American Dream will always be there, but a dream will still be a dream without motion. Be amazed as the transformation begins.

3. Recognize and embrace the thought that each moment is perfect regardless of its outcome. Every time you hit on something that may appear too extreme, why not give it a shot and see if it will work. You will be surprised to see of there are other ways to get the task done in time. If you are not pleased with the outcome, decide to use that moment to learn from and make the appropriate shift.

4. Dwell completely in a place of gratitude. Learn to utilize what you have in your hands and make use of it in the most constructive way. Slipping into neediness will become less of a habit when you repeatedly shift towards gratitude, away from poverty consciousness.

5. Use a Passion Formula of Recognize/Reevaluate/Restore in place of the Shoulda/Woulda/Coulda whirlwind. The former is based in increased knowledge and abundance while the latter focuses on scarcity and lack. As you face people or tasks that may seem harder than scaling the summit of the Himalayas, allow yourself to realize that the task is just as important as giving out orders to your subordinates. You would rather be richly passionate!

6. Keep humor at the forefront of thought, laughing at and with yourself when possible. You may find yourself quite entertaining when you loosen up! I am yet to see a comedian ever go hungry even though his jokes are as 'old as great-grandma'. Life has so much to offer to allow you to mope around in self pity. Humor is very attractive, very passionate: life-giving.

7. Believe that you are the architect of your destiny. No one can take your passionate future from you except for you! Create your life authentically. As long as there's still breath in your body, there is no end to how much you can accomplish in a lifetime. The concept of thinking big is all about enjoying your work, which would lead to celebrate a discovery that is born within your hands. Watch everything flow into place with perfect, passionate precision.

It's interesting how people get wallowed up by something trivial as learning to use a computer, when nowadays that top computer companies are manufacturing software that even the kids can do it. I don't mean to be condescending, but that's the idea of not having any positive thinking in your life-you'll just end up as a dim bulb in a dark corner. So instead of subjecting yourself to what you will be doomed for, make your path by taking the first step with a positive attitude.

This personal development article is written by David Miller

EVERYTHING WE DO WILL ALWAYS TURN BACK TO US

Bryan almost could not see the old woman standing at the edge of the street, but in the foggy light, he could see that the old woman need help. Then, he stopped his Pontiac car in front of the old woman’s Mercedes car, then he went out and approached her.

In spite of being smile, the old woman still felt worry, because she had been waiting for a long time and not even somebody coming to help her.

Did the man mean to harm her?

The man’s appearance did not look so good, he seem so apprehensive. The woman could feel that she was so scared, standing alone in such a very cold weather, it seemed like the man knew what she was thinking. The man said,”I come to help you madam, why aren’t you waiting inside the car, isn’t there warmer? Oh ya, my name is Bryan.”

Bryan got to the vault of the woman’s car to repair the damage.

Finally, he was done, but he seemed so dirty and tired, the woman opened the window of her car and talked to him, she said that she was from st. Louis and just coincidentally across this street. She felt that it was not enough for her to just say thank you for the help given.

The woman asked for the amount se had to pay, no matter how much the fare he asked for, it would be fine, because she was thinking about what would happen to her if the man did not help her. Bryan just smiled.

Bryan did not said how much she should pay, because for him, helping people is not a job. He believes that by helping people who needs a help without reward, one day, God must reward his good deed.

He said to the woman,”If you really want to reward my kindness, then if one day in the future, you see somebody needs help, then please just help that person”…and please remember me”.

Bryan waited until the woman turn on her car and being vanish from his sight.

After driving couple miles, that woman saw into a small cafe, then she dropped by there to eat and take a short rest. The waiter came by and provided her a clean towel to dry her wet hair. The woman attended the waiter who was in pregnant, and still so young. Then she remembered Bryan.

After finishing her meal and the waiter was taking a change for her, the woman went out silently.

After her wending, the waiter came back, the waiter got confuse for where the woman had been going, then, she found a sheet of paper on the table and money by the amount of $1000. She was so touched after reading what the woman had writen on.

“You don’t owe anything to me because somebody has helped me, that’s why I help you, then, this is what you have to do:

“Do not ever stop giving love and compassion.”

The night when se went home and slept, she was thinking about the money and what had been written by the woman.

How could the woman know that she and her husband really in need of money in waiting for the baby’s birth day?

She knew how her husband worried alot about this thing, then she gave her husband who is bedridden beside her a hug and a gentle kiss while whispering:”Everything will be fine. I Love You Bryan”

“Everything we do will turn back to ourselves.”, therefore, don’t ever stop to do good things in your life..

A letter to Patrick

Dear Patrick,
I was then an only child who had everything I could ever want. But even a pretty, spoiled and rich kid could get lonely once in a while so when Mom told me that she was pregnant, I was ecstatic. I imagined how wonderful you would be and how we’d always be together and how much you would look like me. So, when you were born, I looked at your tiny hands and feet and marveled at how beautiful you were.

We took you home and I showed you proudly to my friends. They would touch you and sometimes pinch you, but you never reacted. When you were five months old, some things began to bother Mom. You seemed so unmoving and numb, and your cry sounded odd — almost like a kitten’s. So we brought you to many doctors.

The thirteenth doctor who looked at you quietly said you have the “cry du chat” (pronounced Kree-do-sha) syndrome, “cry of the cat” in French.

When I asked what that meant, he looked at me with pity and softly said, “Your brother will never walk nor talk.” The doctor told us that it is a condition that afflicts one in 50,000 babies, rendering victims severely retarded. Mom was shocked and I was furious. I thought it was unfair.

When we went home, Mom took you in her arms and cried. I looked at you and realized that word will get around that you’re not normal. So to hold on to my popularity, I did the unthinkable … I disowned you. Mom and Dad didn’t know but I steeled myself not to love you as you grew. Mom and Dad showered you love and attention and that made me bitter. And as the years passed, that bitterness turned to anger, and then hate.

Mom never gave up on you. She knew she had to do it for your sake.

Everytime she put your toys down, you’d roll instead of crawl. I watched her heart break every time she took away your toys and strapped your tummy with foam so you couldn’t roll. You struggle and you’re cry in that pitiful way, the cry of the kitten. But she still didn’t give up.

And then one day, you defied what all your doctors said — you crawled.

When mom saw this, she knew you would eventually walk. So when you were still crawling at age four, she’d put you on the grass with only your diapers on knowing that you hate the feel of the grass on your skin.

Then she’d leave you there. I would sometimes watch from the windows and smile at your discomfort. You would crawl to the sidewalk and Mom would put you back. Again and again, Mom repeated this on the lawn. Until one day, Mom saw you pull yourself up and toddle off the grass as fast as your little legs could carry you.

Laughing and crying, she shouted for Dad and I to come. Dad hugged you crying openly.

I watched from my bedroom window this heartbreaking scene.

Over the years, Mom taught you to speak, read and write. From then on, I would sometime see you walk outside, smell the flowers, marvel at the birds, or just smile at no one. I began to see the beauty of the world through your eyes. It was then that I realized that you were my brother and no matter how much I tried to hate you, I couldn’t, because I had grown to love you.

During the next few days, we again became acquainted with each other. I would buy you toys and give you all the love that a sister could ever give to her brother. And you would reward me by smiling and hugging me.

But I guess, you were never really meant for us. On your tenth birthday, you felt severe headaches. The doctor’s diagnosis –leukemia. Mom gasped and Dad held her, while I fought hard to keep my tears from falling. At that moment, I loved you all the more. I couldn’t even bear to leave your side. Then the doctors told us that your only hope is to have a bonemarrow transplant. You became the subject of a nationwide donor search. When at last we found the right match, you were too sick, and the doctor reluctantly ruled out the operations. Since then, you underwent chemotherapy and radiation.

Even at the end, you continued to pursue life. Just a month before you died, you made me draw up a list of things you wanted to do when you got out of the hospital. Two days after the list was completed, you asked the doctors to send you home. There, we ate ice cream and cake, run across the grass, flew kites, went fishing, took pictures of one another and let the balloons fly. I remember the last conversation that we had. You said that if you die, and if I need of help, I could send you a note to heaven by tying it on the string of any balloon and letting it fly. When you said this, I started crying. Then you hugged me. Then again, for the last time, you got sick.

That last night, you asked for water, a back rub, a cuddle. Finally, you went into seizure with tears streaming down your face. Later, at the hospital, you struggled to talk but the words wouldn’t come. I know what you wanted to say. “Hear you,” I whispered. And for the last time, I said, “I’ll always love and I will never forget you. Don’t be afraid. You’ll soon be with God in heaven.” Then, with my tears flowing freely, I watched the bravest boy I had ever known finally stop breathing. Dad, Mom and I cried until I felt as if there were no more tears left. Patrick was finally gone, leaving us behind.

From then on, you were my source of inspiration. You showed me how to love life and live to the fullest. With your simplicity and honesty, you showed me a world full of love and caring. And you made me realize that the most important thing in this life is to continue loving without asking why or how and without setting any limit.

Thank you, my little brother, for all these.

Source: http://jmm.aaa.net.au/articles/3454.htm

Happiness is To Be Made, Not To Be Looking For

If we talk about happiness, assuredly, we will remember the word ‘love’. Because happiness is identical with the existence of love. We have to know ourselves, what things can make us happy. Because we have to make our own happiness instead of looking for it.

Happiness manufacturer is within our own heart. It’s really a waste for you to go to the end of the world, looking for happiness. You will not find happiness anywhere, except, You, yourself, make yourself happy everywhere anywhere.

The most important factor for keeping us healthy, prosper, and happy, is to love and to be loved.

Just behave realistically and plan some miracles for yourself and feel that the happiness comes and happens to us, because love doesn’t need perfect body, mind, and soul..

Love, just like any other things in life, is a choice.

Every moment, when you are meeting somebody, or in every thought about ourselves, we, somehow, have a choice; whether we want to judge or try to understand about what we are facing, undergoing, and what we will be planning for.

Love Energy

Love is energy. Just feel the energy flowing into parts of our body, then we will feel a kind of warmness, peacefulness, and happiness, entering our body and heart.

And that love energy is not necessarily always having to be found from outside. Instead, the love which is generated from ourselves is the most potent or efficacious.

By loving and being honest to ourselves about the meaning of love, then we will not waste the love that already exist and grow within ourselves. That is the beginning for the happiness manufacturer to start producing within our heart.

It often happens to many couple who waste the love feeling, which previously has been a beginning of their living together decision. we are often remiss in keeping the love.

The deep love is manifested in the form of love that we can associate to our body’s muscles, the more we practice and maintain it, the more it will be stronger and more beneficial in smoothing the ‘movement’ of our life.

When the love begins to sallow and slowly but sure, the love towards each partner, begins to disappear, then we will just realize that during this time, we don’t appreciate the existence of love from our partner.

When we have it all, we waste it instead! But, when we begin to feel threatened of losing it, we try to get the avowal that he/she must stay to be ours desperately!

Unfortunately, in the effort of preserving or trying to get the partner’s love back, most of the time, it happens that we can not get it back anymore. We already step wrongly, act wrongly, and also readapt the love to relationship’s harmony wrongly.

Then, it happens that the love is just getting far to be gotten back, getting far to be reached, because we make the relationship becomes more flaming by the argumentation in which we want to win our own self, by flaming anger, and then we make the love just becomes a legend that has never exist in relationship as a partner or couple. Love is perish by the flaming anger and jealousy.

Easy to Perish

Why the love that brings happiness to a couple becomes so easy to perish? That kind of love which is sallow quickly and perish eventually, by time, is the love that begun by the word ‘Because’ or the word ‘if’

Love can be eternal and full of tolerance if it’s already merged and transform into love which is begun by the word “although” or “eventhough”.

We can take example of the love begun by the word “because” as “Because you are beautiful, that’s why I love u!, ” then, “Because you are a director, that’s why I love u!”

Meanwhile, the love begun by the word “if” is “If you love me, then you should fulfill all my needs!”

Then, you can compare them by the sentence that is begun by the word “although”

“Although we are living in lack of many things, but i still love you!”

Most of the couple equip themselves to live together by the love begun by the word “because” and “if”, it’s not a surprise, that then, most of the complain that we hear in the room of consultancy is that “living in the same roof, but feeling strange” and “sleeping on the same bed, but not interested into each other anymore!”

The “because” love and the “if” love is easy to sallow and dull. It is different from the “although” love which is full of tolerance, understanding, and even full of forgive above whatever happens to our couple.

We can afford to say, “Although you hurt me, but I still love you.”

The choice is at our hand, if we want to be happy, then make an effort and try to make the happiness generated from our heart.

Because happiness is a contagious energy. We can not make the people around us happy, if we, ourselves, are not happy.

How do we think that we want to make the people around us smile, if we, ourselves, can not smile for the reason that our heart if full of bad energy which is generated from anger, hatred, irk, and the feeling of having been paltered with.

Source: Happines is To Be Made, Not To Be Looking For, by Lianny Hendranata