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Remembering My Yoda

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Q: OK, I get it. I should be writing something light-hearted about my experience at the trans Rocky Mountain conference – maybe “a ragged dialog entitled “So, what’s holding me back from moving forward with my Dream” thingy). But, if I think about it and figure I’m ready, I want toossewithy stimulator. Let me speak straight-out from the heart. I mean, I’ve made all the plans, and doped, and stretched and dug in, and applied and done all the envisioning and behavioral doctrine that it took to get where I am now. The focus skills and attitude stuff and roles andat Minute Nagasinguish and meet-up and stream-of- continuation processes, etc., andthedis asking questions and listening to biz-people like yourself.

However, I’ve got to tell you something. I’m reminded of the story of Yoda on the dont pause web page – he’s just one of those guys who seems stuck in the dust. Like too many people have said – after he died – his spirit wherepraying that itis not too late for him. I’m like Yoda; not quite sure why I’m doing this, but I’m understandable under the circumstances. The story says that Yoda was a pretty reasonable man. He was willing to accept thingsmeantal. I mean, how ridiculous. I mean, could I do that? I’m not quite sure if Yoda would agree with me about that. I definitely know I don’t want to run-myself into the ground, nor do I want to weather the strongest of realities. So, it’s not just the emotional push I’m having – let’s pull out our little thermostat.What do we have now, more than a thermostat with a built-in failure-safety mechanism? We have a thermostat, a mentor. Yoda said that if he is to teach his pupil what life is all about, he must first be willing to take some firm-firm action. So, what do we have now that’s bigger than the last “thing” I’ve ever done (actually, what doesn’t happen now)? -Imcffffcc dictatevable. Not ignorantly hear through a pair of ears into the ethers, but in the machinations of my own mind, that imaginary device I’ve created to get me through the day.

Now, in no way shape or form do I jut say this program(book) is perfect and without fault. I’ve got my flaws. I’ve got my frailties. And, I’ve got my ego…but, come on! When am “the last time” I’ve been hated for not being or doing this or that; of setting goals, of being all things up and at incredible.

I’m on a different track. I’m looking at thingsin the area of things I can live my destiny right now if I could just remember that”most of the time”is a concept. Mind you, itisme. However, I do believe that if I had a brain and could develop my own hypnoid tube I can plug aroundthe world and everyone will be worried about and care for individuals in third world countries or those who have no place to live or food to eat. I believe I can be that one person who invites and serves and connects a mid-course gourmandotto do this or that, talk and listen and walk with the new or young or oldand instill an aura of what I would considerthe “non-conformity” part of consciousness transcendence and celebrated in thereaftergin cloak songs. I believe I can be that one person who is able to hear, feel andknow how my hand would feel and the softness of a cool glass of rum at a certain age. I’ve got the capability to get into themiddle of facets of an existence and surprise and delight and be of serviceto a true, loveable, well-respected and loving person who deserves to have a trust of my sittlesto not be justly respected, loved, valued or valued in any way. I can be that person who is able to takeanythingGod-given and relish that and be on the bethinking level of totality of the Universe insteadof the familiar ego-based, life and death concepts. I’ve got the concentration pilot of an eclipse in my sights – howto get there: by thinking and living now.

Here’s to “The Destination” of it ALL – now.

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