Tuesday, April 02, 2013
BREAKING OUT...OF YOUR COCOON
Winter is ending. We've been wrapped in a cocoon of a warm house and/or warm clothes to stay comfortable and protected from the elements.
Now spring is arriving. The weather is warming up, the flowers are blooming and the clear skies and sun are pulling us out into the beautiful world. We no longer need our protective cocoon.
This changing of the seasons draws us out of our cocoon of warmth to the warming rays of the sun. As the butterfly spreads its wings as it emerges from it's cocoon, it's life is transformed.
The caterpillar was limited to crawling slowing from leaf to leaf. The world has opened up to the butterfly; it is no longer bound to the area it could crawl to.
Your life can be transformed like the butterfly's. Most of us live in a cocoon of safety, called our comfort zone, to protect ourselves from the elements. We are accustomed to the routine of our lives. We know what to expect each day as we crawl out from under our warm covers.
Our comfort zone keeps us safe. But our comfort zone limits us, just as the caterpillar is limited when compared to the butterfly. To the caterpillar, life is fine. There are branches to climb. There are leaves to eat. It can even use the leaves to hide from the birds of prey.
But to the observer who can see the whole picture, the reality of the caterpillar's life is very limited. That observer can see the possibilities of transformation that lie ahead for the caterpillar. That observer can also see the possibilities of transformation that can lie ahead for you.
Our comfort zone limits us in the same way the caterpillar is limited. The vision of the caterpillar is limited to a few feet around it. It cannot even imagine a life beyond it's vision. But the caterpillar is lucky. Nature has provided a path that will transform it into a butterfly with a hugely expanded vision. It doesn't have a choice.
We also have a path of possibilities. But instead of nature making the transformation for us, we have to do it ourselves. We do have a choice.
We do have a vision beyond our comfort zone. But our comfort zone wraps us tightly to keep us safe. We may not be able to even imagine the possibilities in store for us that the observer can see, but we do have a vision beyond our life today.
Break out of your limiting comfort zone, just like the butterfly emerges from it's cocoon. Do what is uncomfortable. Do what scares you. Do what stretches your limits. The more you do, the more your vision expands and the more you can see is possible for you.
Breaking out of your comfort zone does amazing things for you. It transforms your life, just like the butterfly's life is transformed. Today, just like the caterpillar, you cannot even imagine what your life can be like. But you too can emerge from your comfort zone into a life of limitless possibilities and beauty.
Russ Stiffler from "I Desire Success"
Russ is a two-time World Record Holder
and coach of World and National Champions
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blessings and hugs....lita
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
An Inspirational story for Easter..
Easter Blessings Written by Allison Massari
I must share a true story that is so miraculous, so inspiring, that it must be known… I hope to lift your spirits and create a bright light for you and within you when you read this incredible story!Do you still believe goodness and abundance can blossom in the midst of challenging circumstance? As a child, I learned that there was wonder and brilliance, but I also learned the reality of intense sadness and pain in the world. More than anything, my parents wanted me to believe that good could prevail; they wanted me to believe that no matter what, even in the darkest of places, beauty and love could bloom.
When I was seventeen, I was handed a newspaper clipping. It was one of the most painful things I had ever read, about a little 2-year-old baby by himself in the closet of his home, playing with a Bic lighter (at the time, there were no child-proof safety latches). Within seconds the entire closet and all the clothes were consumed in fire around him; he was completely helpless. His body was burned so completely, the doctors didn’t know if this small child would live.I was so affected by this story. I remember the feeling vividly. I was touched and felt deeply connected with this little boy. I didn’t know what it was, but something about the story would not let go of me. It was one of those situations where you pause and think, “There is no good that can come from this. There is no reason. There is no way.” I felt hopeless. I carried that story with me my whole life and never forgot that little baby.
I could not have known that years later, at age 32, I would be burned. I too was consumed by fire all around me in an enclosed space. I was watching myself in a horrific scene – burning alive. I was trapped and unable to breathe when a total stranger ran towards the colossal blaze, kicked in the window and saved my life. The pain I went through was beyond my ability to explain. I should be dead, but I came through. I healed.
After my accident, I understood at the deepest levels the needs of other burn survivors. I was compelled to create a program for teens with burn injuries, and with the help of volunteers, my dream became reality. The program has been running for over a decade now, through the Adaptive Sports Center in Crested Butte, Colorado. The minute these kids get off the plane, there’s a jam-packed schedule. They go to snowboarding and skiing lessons. They go dog sledding, ice climbing, rock climbing and snowshoeing at night… The week is full of adventure. It’s an incredible thing, a privilege, to spend time with these remarkable young people; year after year, we’ve healed together. I’ve witnessed again and again how the right attitude changes everything.
One participant was an extraordinary young man named CJ. His face and body were burned in totality, and his fingers were gone except for nubs an inch above the palm, but he did have one knuckle- and a very charismatic smile. Year after year, he was the guy who would show up and throw a party for everyone. He’d play the music. He’d get the snacks. He’d spread the word. He was that person who walked into the room with such a quiet assuredness that you quickly forgot he was burned; his love just burst out of his body. He is in his twenties now and is an amazing person.One day I was on the phone with CJ. We were talking about life, brainstorming ideas, catching up. “CJ,” I said, “All these years I’ve known you, we’ve always had fun when we talk… But I never asked you what your story was. How were you burned?”He paused, “Did you ever hear the story of the baby with the Bic lighter? That was me.”
I was silenced.It took me two weeks to call him back. I was so stunned. I finally contacted him and told him how I knew of his story when he was just two. We were both speechless. There was love there. It was real. My whole life, I needed to know if that little baby was okay. Not only is he okay, he’s an incredible person. He’s my friend.
Even in the most painful of places, in the most tragic and horrific of stories, love and beauty can unfold in ways we never imagined. Life carries poetry. This is a reminder to watch for the goodness – to pay attention. Don’t let the poetry of life pass you by. Turn the pages of life with expectation for magic, because the miraculous is budding everywhere.
For more from me Allison Massari please got to to link below...
I survived burning alive, a brain injury and so much more and have come out the other side to an incredible life. I am dedicating my life to helping others now.
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wishing you and yours all the blessings of Easter!
blessings and hugs........lita
Sunday, March 17, 2013
THE SPIRIT OF ST. PATRICK
St. Patrick — the legend
Many legends attributed to St. Patrick remain unverified. As a youth, he fell victim to slavery. His work as a herdsman endured 6 years during which time he prayed daily. At age 22, a divine voice directed him to escape his captors via ship. He fled and successfully traveled to a port 200 miles away where he boarded a ship and returned home to his family. Patrick remains best known for driving the snakes out of Ireland. However, modern research reveals that snakes didn't even exist in Ireland at this time. This folklore probably refers to the symbolic snake (or serpent), the symbol of Druidism.
Patrick lived almost 1000 years prior to the setting of the Blarney Stone, yet it continues to evoke a lighthearted practice for the Irish and non-Irish alike and is, for some reason, associated with St. Patrick's Day. Patrick died on March 17, 493 after he spent the latter part of his life ministering in Northern Ireland. Nonetheless, his impact on Christianity resulted in a worldwide observation. Whether we take a moment to reflect on this good man's work, or celebrate in our own way, the feast day of St. Patrick allows us to visit a few symbols and ponder their significance.
Snakes — what we fear
The symbolic snake causes the heebie-jeebies for many of us just as much as a physical snake. What represents the snakes in your life? Examine the demons you need to expel from your psyche. Real or imagined, the effect remains the same: The things you fear the most, control you. When you focus your attention on fear, the fuel in your think-tank then provides the impetus which propels that fear into action. When you live in fear, it consumes your thoughts as you use self-preservation to search for ways to avoid the dreaded outcome or to circumvent it.
We think, over-think and look for a way out. These thoughts originate as self-protective measures by examining the multitude of possible outcomes and purport to help in decision making. However these "worst-case scenarios" evolve from a passing thought to a request that the Universe give you exactly what you concentrate on. Spirit says, "You must really want it, because that's all you're thinking about." The so-called "self-fulfilling prophecy" results from truly our own creation — when we abdicate our power to the fear, it obediently responds by showing up in our lives.
You see that which you fear, all around you. When you look for a snake, everything that wiggles — from a dog-tail to a plate of spaghetti — reminds you of a snake. Rarely do we consider a snake-free environment. In fact, denying your fears or considering the opposite (a positive resolution), proves more difficult than obsessing about the negative. Conversely, when you affirm what you really want in your life, life responds, accordingly. While St. Patrick drove out the proverbial snakes, perhaps your most heroic effort would be to not think of snakes in the first place. What do you really want?
Blarney stone — what we believe
St. Patrick lived well before the institution of the Blarney Stone. In 1446, the block of bluestone was secured in place on the top story of the Castle of Blarney beneath the battlements. Since then, tales of the stone's origination and movement throughout the world, as well as its powers, grew into legend. While the origins of the tradition of "kissing the Blarney Stone" vary considerably, each year thousands of tourists visit the castle to test the superstition's truth.
In short, Blarney, (somewhat colloquialized into the American term "baloney"), means "the ability to influence and coax with fair words and soft speech without giving offense." In short, the kisser receives the gift of eloquence. Fortunately, we don't rely on this practice in order to create an articulate life. But what we believe (with or without a kiss) empowers us just the same. The ability to which we express ourselves speaks loudly to others our sense of self-respect. We use our words to interact with others, to convey our thoughts and feelings. The impression we make formulates largely from our ability to communicate.
Turning inward, how effectively does our self talk represent our self-esteem? When you choose often-used words of degradation (I'm such a loser) you dismiss the "blarney" and eventually transform your negativity into the truth about yourself. How great it would be to kiss a stone and suddenly speak well of yourself! Instead, we must carefully and deliberately watch our words — those which we use with others and those by which we identify ourselves.
Green — who we are
The color green, forever associated with the holiday, appears in many forms for St. Patrick's Day. From the unappealing green bagels, to the Chicago River dyed green, to practically everyone's wearin-o-the-green clothing or accessories, it represents acelebration of the spirit. Parades and parties, Irish music in beer halls and Irish-for-the-night taverns, emerge as expected traditions each year. For this one day and night, everyone is Irish, whether your heritage says so or not.
The original color associated with Patrick, however, was blue. But since his long association with the shamrock, the color green evolved into the representative color. Patrick taught about the Christian trinity using the 3 leaves of the shamrock and his followers often wore one on a lapel to symbolize their belief in both the religion and of Patrick.
In most of the world, and in most of its shades, the overwhelming meaning of the color green is of health and life. You may pretend to be Irish for one night, but who you really are, underneath the wearing-o-the-green, stays constant. Apart from the revelry of the holiday, look for ways, each day to celebrate life and enjoy the company friends and strangers alike.
As you walk through the countryside of life, take time, just for a moment, to reflect on St. Patrick,
one simple man who continues to make a difference in the world some 1,500 years later.
How will you make an impact? How will you be remembered?
History will determine your contribution to the world, along with the memory of
your descendants. But today, pay attention to your fears, listen to how you
express yourself and remember who you are. After all, it's your Lucky Day!
© 2007 By Marlene Buffa at www.WordsOfMind.com
hope everyone had a great St Patrick's day.....
thanks for dropping by...
blessings and hugs............lita
Sunday, March 10, 2013
I BELIEVE —
that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
I BELIEVE —
that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every once in a while and we must forgive them for that.
I BELIEVE —
that it's not WHAT you have, but WHO you have in your life that counts the most.
I BELIEVE —
that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.
I BELIEVE —
that your life can be changed in a matter of seconds by people who you don't even know.
I BELIEVE —
that no matter the consequences,
those who are honest with themselves, get farther in life.
I BELIEVE —
that two people can look at the same thing and see something totally different.
I BELIEVE —
that heroes are the people who do what has to be done
when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
I BELIEVE —
that you cannot make someone love you; all you can do is be someone who can be loved.
I BELIEVE —
that sometimes the people you think might kick you when you're down,
will be the very ones to help you get back up.
I BELIEVE —
that you CAN keep going long after you think you can't.
I BELIEVE —
that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
I BELIEVE —
that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
I BELIEVE —
that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others ...
sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I BELIEVE —
that there are people who love you dearly, but just don't know how to show it.
I BELIEVE —
that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other
and just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.
I BELIEVE —
that it's a process, not an event, for me to become the person I want to be.
Sunday, March 03, 2013
FRIENDS MAKE A DIFFERENCE
Some people come into our lives and quickly go;
Some people move our souls to dance; they awaken us to new understanding
With the passing whisper of their wisdom;
Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon.
Friends share simple, ordinary times in our lives,
Moments that become memories that stay in our hearts forever
... And we will never, ever be the same.
Friendship is a strange thing ...
It is by chance we met, by choice we became friends;
We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives,
things we don't even share with our families who raised us.
But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow email junkie?
A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel?
A friend is ALL of these things and more;
No matter where we met, I call you "friend":
A word so small ... yet so large in feeling ... a word filled with emotion.
Once the package of friendship has been opened,
It can never be completely closed;
It is a constant book always waiting to be read ... and enjoyed.
We may have disagreements,
We may argue, we may concern one another ...
Friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all.
A part of me is put into my friends: some is my humor, some is my listening ear,
Some is real life experience, some is my romanticism, but with all, it is FRIENDSHIP ...
Thanks for making a difference in my life!
~ Author Unknown
thanks to everyone here for making such a great difference to me as we journey here together.........without this great network of help and support i would not be were i am today..........much appreciation and thanks to all for dropping by........blessings and hugs.............lita
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