The Secret

I have just read an amazing book called “The Secret”. A lot of people will read it and scoff. A lot of people will read it, understand it and do nothing different. Personally, I found it consolidated and explicated a few things that I had learned before, with the result that I can begin applying its knowledge immediately. As a matter of fact, I have a “Secret” story already, one of what I expect will be many of them. I brought the book with me to work today and finished it on the Subway, then left it sitting on my desk. I went out to lunch at my usual cheap chinese place, and my fortune read “You think that it is a secret, but it has never been one.” As I feel that I understand the book and have begun working with it, I was not freaked out. Much. Since last night I have been working on manifesting the positive, and I expected to maybe find some small change lying around in my travels- a nickel here or there, a penny, a dime. So I was keeping my eye out for this or any other sign of abundance, but I didn’t expect to be spoken to so directly… the implications are profound, at least for me. I kept the fortune and taped it into the book.

My favorite part is one of Haanel’s affirmations: “I am whole, perfect, strong, powerful, loving, harmonious and happy.”

I am whole, perfect, strong, powerful, loving, harmonious and happy…

I am…

20 Year Reunion

For me, there are a few different ways of looking at this event. As far as relating to the past is concerned, it is obvious that all of us as a class are vastly different people at this point than we were then. We are all strangers to each other at this point, having for the most part not spoken to each other since graduation, with a few notable exceptions and a brief check-in at the the 10-year point. Additionally, due to some watershed events in my life, I actually do not remember a lot before say 1997. Aside from a few high points and a few low points, plus a few random points, the past is a closed book, and in the words of the musical Pippin, trifling. I choose to focus only on the good parts, mostly things like the 97 Met Regionals, finishing the marathon, my relationships. My time at Westminster performing in the major halls. Spoleto festival. Solo gigs with orchestra, my debut as a soloist. I remember training with Jeff Smith and Arnie, learning how to fight. Graduation from Mason, Washington Opera. Buying my first house. I think I can let go of it all and move on. I can finally say that the end justifies the means, as I am really amazed and grateful on a daily basis for where my life is at now. With integrity, I can state that all I have done in the past was correct. If it brought me to this point, this nearly Faustian apotheosis, (Stay- for thou art beautiful!!) then everything I have done in the past was totally perfect.
Lately, I have been working with a life-coach, and it is some of the best money I have ever spent. She helps me hold myself accountable for whatever goals I choose to invest in (VERY carefully chosen!) and be comfortably yet acutely aware of what remains unfinished. I am ready to move into a new stage of development, and attain new levels of achievement. I am ready to apply knowledge to action and generate the wisdom of experience and results. I have chosen my two goals and am moving inexorably toward their completion. As far as the reunion goes, we may be there, or we may not. Either way, it’ll be all good.

The Flu

Had bad flu for about a week, it really kicked my ass. Went to work anyway except for one day.

Still working on the book, but slowed by mental fatigue. I know how it starts and i have some idea how it ends, I need to solve some middle problems. Normally I have a little voice inside that prods, providing an inkling of what I need to write about. Nothing lately with that, so about all I can do is ‘facilitate’, or set up the conditions for my unconscious to toss things up out of the dark. I have a decent pile of scene cards, but not near enough yet to provide a throughline. It will come.