WHO I AM NOW

When you think of all the luggage, baggage, purses, clutches, wallets, coin holders.
All of those things contain your time.

Time it took for you to earn the money to buy it, the time it takes for you to pack it, the time it takes for you to drag or carry it. All the time in the world doesn’t pay for happiness.

If you had a bank clock on your arm that told you how much time(money) you had and it ran consistanly how you spent it. What would you spend your time(money) on? 4 minutes of your life on a cup of coffee? or 1 month of your life cost the a hotel room?

Would you be spending your time on those things? If you had 24 hours to spend on YOUR life what would that be? Running because that is all you had? Would you run to the next thing to get it all in? Would you give someone you loved a hug?

Before you spend more time(money) on something like a chair or a magazine.. would you give up 1 hour of your life out of 24 hours for that magazine?

Your time really is money. Sometimes people would rather hold on to the things that they paid for with their time, don’t let anyone else enjoy it because they feel like they are being taken advantage of.

Sometime the joy of having things makes you slow down.. but those who have “everything” that they want may not have the one thing that they crave. The excitement of living everyday like it is your last. Yes being on the other side of the table where you get served as opposed to serving can be  lonely place.

Things don’t fill the holes in what you miss in your life.. it is the people who have the luggage, wallets, coin purses, and clutches that just need help with their time.
Your time if spent wisely is in the way of looking at each person as a solution to their  problem  they have. Sometimes it really boils down to giving your time.. but also making sure your time is ALSO being spent wisely. Not just waisting it.

If you had a million years to spend on things.. would you be spend it on what you have now? How about 1 week? The temptation of a bounty of time? What would your dream time look like? Is it what it is now?

So my question for you is… How about some time RIGHT NOW.. sit down, stop, write down all of your luggage, baggage, tickle trunk, semi, what ever things that you are carrying around that you have chosen to buy and spend your time one.. is it what you want now?

No? My guess is not. Because of what ever reason is stopping you. The only thing is a quick fix isn’t as satisfying as consistent simple small achievable goals that snowball into an avalanche.. it just takes one step.. toward the time that you want.

So. I have given you 24 hours to think about how you are going to spend your (time for money).
Report below what you have been given in the last 24 hours.. and what the next 24 hours are going to bring.. not what you should expect them to be (bad or good) but of what you are going to make them exciting, fulfilled, happy, to surprise someone… including YOU!

ps. the spider photo is a representation of things that sometimes scare you.. but if you look at your fear with fascination.. it changes your perspective of what you fear..

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If every time you had a negative feeling and it cost you money.

How much are you willing to buy Anger? That’s right Bob. Money.

To feel entitled to be angry.. you had to pay, like you had to pay for coffee.

You know that moment. When you are in a conversation and you can feel the anger for not being heard, appreciated or looked down upon. (or that is YOUR view of it)… That you feel the anger starting at the pit of your stomach and it is bubling up and you don’t know why.. you just feel it. STOP.

Ok.. Now.. that you feel that feeling.. you can stop the conversation and tell them you need a minute to process this.

Absorb all that they are telling you. They are trying to get through what you think.. and talk about what you know. They are trying to teach you to value yourself.. It is either with the advice they are trying to help you with or they are telling you.. you need to walk away from the situation it brings and let it go.

Amazing.. even if you are in the conversation and even if you choose not to tell the ” I need a minute to process this because what you have said is important and for me to understand what you are trying to say so that I understand it correctly”. This is a way to honor them and yourself. To ackowlege the value of what they have to say and know to then magnitize it to you and what you need to learn and then KNOW. Know that anything they say to you is what they know and how you allow it to affect you is what you need to choose to know.

Ok. So this is where it gets more tricky. If you had a situation that makes you feel raw in the nerve.. and you can feel it building.. what can you notice about the situation you are in AND now that you recognize the feeling.. AND you are now going to choose to feel a certain feeling… What are you willing to pay for that feeling.

So Mr Bob Barker says to you:

If you had a budget and you could spend each minute in 24 hours on feelings what would YOU BUY?

YOU HAVE $1,000.00 A DAY to spend of feelings… How would you spend it?

Anger -  5 Minutes.. $130

If you want the list of value of feelings.. check this out…

Colored Feelings Menu Prices

Happiness is FREE.. Be in the black.

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Have you ever looked up into the sky?

And saw the stars they way they look in photographs?

Where everything is expansive pin holes and ruffles of things in this black velvet fabric.

.. and think that so many before you sat under these same stories around a fire and share their history or others history,

These stories make your life, in how you relate them to others, how you think the world is supposed to be  and what you ask for.

As I was sitting around this fire and looking up into the sky and seeing the stars for it feels like the first time. To feel the connection to each person around the campfire and listen to their stories of who they feel in this world and how their families affect them to how the world is “supposed” to be… to realizing that being centered means being in the middle of the story and not being on  your side or their side.. but being in the middle of the scale. Weighing in but not judging,

It doesn’t matter to the center of the scale of which side is heavier and balances out and brings down the one side… it just sits in the middle and lets what ever side do what it does. It just is the result of what is on the side.

Then as I am listening to these wonderful people talk about their experience in this life and what they observe about how they feel.. I look up into this deep velvet sky, my head tilted so far back with this bowl of trees.. around me.. to feel the need to breathe…. and being between each view of the story and just listen.

Hearing the stereo of what each person was saying it. Translating their words into colors and visioning the wavelengths of what they said. It gives a non judgement of now and the then. Being the center of the weight on both sides and feeling the color of the wavelengths of those words as sounds that travel to me and then to the stars.

We are so fortunate that when you are ready to change.. the story you tell yourself is up to you.

I invite you to change… I don’t think you “should” change… it is up to you to look for reasons for it to be FUN to change.

The invitation is open to how you interpret it. We just have to choose.

Here is the excerpt to Carl Sagan from the website ISR.IST

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Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.

–Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

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