Rich Beyond Words

Okay not all habits are bad habits. So so there is no use in breaking a habit that is good now is there?

Unlike good habits which strengthen us, bad habits break us even if we think they are doing us good.

Take cigarettes for example. I know a lot of people that smoke and they are convinced that smoking calms them, supresses their appetite and a whole lot of other insane excuses.

Now I used to smoke too and drink loads of coffee and eat chocolate. And not just a little.

I really wanted to learn all about breaking a habit but some how couldn’t do it.

I discovered that a habit is just a thing I believed I needed. Sure there are addictions, nicotine, java and chocolate are addictive. But strangely enough when I stopped believing I needed them I stopped craving them.

How did I do this?

I’ll be honest the cigarette thing I stopped just like that. I found the button in my brain and clicked it.

It all happened one night whilst i was working and ran out of cigarettes. And it was cold too. Feeling irritated with myself for having this habit, whilst searching for my car keys, putting on a coat and thinking about which store would still be open it just dawned on me that nobody was making me do this. I was doing this to myself. So I stopped. Right there and then. Never smoked a cigarette again. That was over 10 years ago.

With the coffee and chocolate thing that was another story. Because even though I’m over the coffee I’m still a sucker for chocolate. I have it under control but I’m not chocolate free. But I’ve switched over to raw chocolate – no diary. The diary thing about the chocolate was bugging me because I’m not into diary products. And chocolate is in my opinion a diary product.

But I’m waffling. The truth is I’m the kind of person that isn’t afraid to ask for help. I either go looking for a product or I ask and say, “Help me please”.

A while back I found Mike Brescia’s Think Right Now website. I browsed his site – I was my usual cynical self when I read all about how the things you tell yourself influence your behaviour. And gasp I wasn’t even aware of the stuff I tell myself but what the heck. I bought a couple of his CD’ds and well seriously, I did think it was cheesy listening to affirmation CD’s. But I did it anyway and began to see some hard core habits dissolve and new positive ones emerge. And truth is whilst I was browsing his website i did think that some of the CD’s were silly. And what if some one sees this stuff or knows what I’m listening to on my mp3 player?

I figured I’d rather listen to cheesy CD’s and be happy with myself than continue with habits which were bugging the daylights out of me but somehow I had no power to stop.

So I think I can self assuredly say breaking a habit is easy. Just get yourself help. You know what they say, God only helps those that help themselves.

Thanks for reading.

There was once an 11 year old who went fishing every chance he got from the dock at his family’s cabin on an island in the middle of a New Hampshire lake. On the day before bass season opened, he and his father were fishing early in the evening, catching sunfish and perch with worms. Then he tied on a small silver lure and practiced casting. The lure struck the water and caused colored ripples in the sunset, then silver ripples as the moon rose over the lake.

When his pole doubled over, he knew something huge was on the other end. His father watched with admiration as the boy skillfully worked the fish alongside the dock. Finally he very gingerly lifted the exhausted fish from the water. It was the largest one he had ever seen, but it was a bass.

The boy and his father looked at the handsome fish, gills playing back and forth in the moonlight. The father lit a match and looked at his watch. It was 10 p.m. — two hours before the season opened. He looked at the fish, then at the boy. “You’ll have to put it back, son,” he said.

“Dad!” cried the boy. “There will be other fish,” said his father. “Not as big as this one,” cried the boy. He looked around the lake. No other fishermen or boats were anywhere around in the moonlight. He looked again at his father.

Even though no one had seen them, nor could anyone ever know what time he caught the fish, the body could tell by the clarity of his father’s voice

that the decision was not negotiable. He slowly worked the hook out of the lip of the huge bass, and lowered it into the black water.

The creature swished its powerful body and disappeared. The boy suspected that he would never again see such a great fish.

That was 34 years ago. Today the boy is a successful architect in New York City. His father’s cabin is still there on the lake. He takes his own son and daughters fishing from the same dock.

And he was right. He has never again caught such a magnificent fish as the one he landed that night long ago.

But he does see that same fish…again and again…every time he comes up against a question of ethics. For, as his father taught him, ethics are simple matters of right and wrong. It is only the practice of ethics that is difficult.

Do we do right when no one is looking? Do we refuse to cut corners to get the design in on time? Or refuse to trade stocks based on information that we know we aren’t supposed to have? We would if we were taught to put the fish back when we were young. For we would have learned the truth. The decision to do right lives fresh and fragrant in our memory. It is a story we will proudly tell our friends and grandchildren. Not about how we had a chance to beat the system and took it, but about how we did the right thing and were forever strengthened.

Author Unknown

Okay I know I like to blog about attracting money and other good things to yourself.

So I think it’s fine for me to write occasionally about blogging, internet marketing and list building as these are things which can definitely contribute to your wealth.

In this case I have to agree with the Build a Better Blog ladies who say that it’s darn aggravating when people don’t leave their names when commenting. I myself can’t determine either whether to take the comment for real or consider it spam. And how the heck do you reply back to the person?

So I’m guilty of being Richcroc on some places like Twitter, & Science of Getting Rich Forums but every one knows I’m Claudia Apfelthaler. Oh and then there’s the Science of Being Well Forums which I like to hang out at from time to time where I’m registered as Healthcroc.

A little portrait puts a face behind the name. Me I’ve got nothing to hide and you?

Hello and hello – it’s true I’ve been very neglectful of the Rich beyond Words Blog even though every day my life is a statement of being rich. I don’t mean for this to sound like a yadda yadda brag thing because thats not my style.

But I tell you one thing I can testify to is that gratitude gets you heaps. Every day my life is unfolding more beautifully as I reach out for my dreams. And I don’t mean it in a material greedy way even though I think poverty sucks. I’m talking about feeling totally happy and grateful because the sun is out – the winter is over.

It’s so rejuvenating and often I think back to my poor days and again I don’t mean it in a material way but on reflection that time when my spirit seemed so impoverished instead of feeling grateful for what i had i was bitching and whining – even on beautiful sunny days.

But I’ll tell you one thing I went through an incredible process in the winter it was kind of like my cocoon phase and now the butterfly is emerging.

Serious.

I didn’t do it on my own I was guided by an incredible person – Dr Gayek of The Science of Being Well Networks

So I suggest you go check it out to – this is the ultimate Mind, Body & Soul programme on the internet.

I promise as of today I’ll be a good girl and blogging a lot more regurlarly.

I first discovered Mark Joyner through simpleology.

I was skeptical about the Mind Control Marketing Book because the name sounds so evil.

But knowing that Mark is a no nonsense guy and that I’ve never felt that I’ve been ripped off by him I thought what the hell, I don’t think it will be evil.

Mark has sensed that a lot of people might feel that way and writes about that in the first chapter.  It is not evil to persuade your customer to choose you over thousands of others. I mean that is what business is right?

I’m a believer in the law of attraction which states you must know what you want and then take the action to get you there. The action part is where many people meet “shipwreck” as the grand daddy Wallace Wattles says in his book The Science of Getting Rich which is the book that everybody, including the wisest of the wise seems to have read. Mind Control Marketing will show you how to effectively put together an irrestible offer. This is not about scamsville. This is so in tune with giving people quality service or product.

I’m glad I invested in the $27 for the book. As usual Mark over delivers.

I don’t know about you but I certainly have had intense moments of fear in my life.

Sometimes the fear has been more sort of a self induced anxiety than actual fear of danger.  Fear in it’s self is not a bad thing because it helps us to survive. If we didn’t have fear we would expose ourselves to really dangerous situations that can lead to death or severe bodily harm.

Anyway watch Dr. Duckett give his take on fear. I enjoy his approach. So many of the so called feel good gurus  have a esoteric approach which makes things hard to understand and get a grip on.

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Here’s another lovely story by an unknown author.

Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing
down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many months. How could a guy get caught so often?

When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.

Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home after a long day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow.

Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man he’d never seen in uniform. “Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this.”

“Hello, Jack.” No smile.

“Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and kids.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Bob seemed uncertain. Good.

“I’ve seen some long days at the office lately. I’m afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once.” Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. “Diane said something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know what I mean?”

“I know what you mean. I also know that you have a reputation in our precinct.”

Ouch. This was not going in the right direction. Time to change tactics.

“What’d you clock me at?”

“Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?”

“Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I saw you. I was barely nudging 65.” The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket.

“Please, Jack, in the car.”

Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door.
Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He was in no rush to open the window. The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad. Why hadn’t he asked for a driver’s license?

Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a folded paper in hand.
Jack rolled down the window a mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip.

“Thanks.” Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice.

Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the sheet of paper.
How much was this one going to cost? Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:

“Dear Jack,

Once upon a time I had a daughter. She was six when killed by a car. You guessed it — a speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his daughters. All three of them. I only had one, and I’m going to have to wait until Heaven before I can ever hug her again. A thousand times I’ve tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be careful, Jack, my son is all I have left.

- Bob”

Jack turned around in time to see Bob’s car pull away and head down the road. Jack watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.

Life is precious. Handle with care.

A group of students was asked to list what they thought were the present “Seven Wonders of the World.” Though there were some disagreements, the following received the most votes:

1. Egypt’s Great Pyramids
2. Taj Mahal
3. Grand Canyon
4. Panama Canal
5. Empire State Building
6. St. Peter’s Basilica
7. China’s Great Wall

While gathering the votes, the teacher noticed that one quiet student hadn’t turned in her paper yet. So she asked the girl if she was having trouble with her list. The girl replied, “Yes, a little. I couldn’t quite make up my mind because there were so many.”

The teacher said, “Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help.”

The girl hesitated, then read, “I think the ‘Seven Wonders of the World’ are:

1. to see
2. to hear
3. to touch
4. to taste
5. to feel
6. to laugh
7. and to love.”

Seems like ultimately every body wants the same thing – to be happy.

But very few are.

Every body has some lame excuse as to when they’ll be happy.

I have to ask what’s stopping folks from being happy right now in this minute just because…

I used to live the blues man, each and every day and not only thatI would listen to them to reaffirm to myself how blue I am. God was that awful.

Some how I woke up.

I realised happiness is a state of mind.

No use in crying over yesterday or worrying about tomorrow because tomorrow never comes.

Sure there are things in life which can sadden and upset you but that’s no excuse for living in permanet misery.

Ultimately you just become a victim of circumstances.

Here’s my list of how to get happy:

1. Just Do
   Don’t worry about any one or any thing – this obviously does not mean be irresponsible and over draw your credit card. It means there’s no more excuse for not doing what you want to do. I find starting out small is a good way to go.
2. Just Be
   Stop berating yourself and feel the power of your beingness. Sit still for 20 minutes and contemplate your existence.
3. Just Let Go
   No use hanging onto anxiety, tension or any thing like that because it just frazzles you and doesn’t change anything about the current situation.
4. Just Go for a Walk
   When things get really icky for me I find going for a walk and listening to the birds brings peace to me. The exercise gets the blood flowing and fresh air into the lungs. Air always makes me feel connected. Think about – every single one of us is breathing the same air.
5. Just Distract from The Bad Feeling
   Some people may think this is a cop out but i find if I’m feeling like I’m about to get sucked into a bad feeling place I do some thing that makes me feel good. It’s no use allowing that bad feeling to hold onto you because nothing changes any way.
6. Just Define what You Want
   Most people are so miserable because they don’t know what they want. They think they know what they want which is different to knowing what you want. If you don’t know what you want they don’t be surprised if you get anything dished out to you.Be realistic most people say they want to win the lottery or something ridiculous but then why do they loose all their money within 10 years?
7. Just Find Something to be Happy About.
   Find anything that makes you feel happy – doesn’t matter how small. Could be your cat doing something silly. Focus in on that and enjoy the moment.
8. Just Stop Being Programmed
   Stop watching crap on TV. That stuff has been designed to keep you miserable. The government and corporations can only control unhappy people by promising them things they think will make them happy. Watch uplifting movies and read uplifting books.
9. Just Give without Expectation
   If you do something because you expect something in return you’re setting yourself up for unhappiness. If for example you want to give a gift to soembody don’t expect them to say thanks. Because if you do they might not say thanks and you’ll have lost the joy in giving. So only give something when you really want to, be it money, time or what ever.
   This is not to be confused with having no vision of what you want. I’m just saying don’t expect the actions of other people to get you what you want.

Video of the Day:
Swami Satchidananda (Integral Yoga): How to Be Happy Always

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Recommendation of the Day:
The Science of Being Well

I’m currently involved with helping the famous Dr. Alexandra Gayek develop her Science of Being Well for Practical Genuises Course.
I want to tell you that this course is very intensive. Because of this course I’ve had to take a serious look at who I am, what I am and if I’ve been really true to myself.
I can only say that if you are want to get connected to your higher self, bigger self, greater self, divine intelligence, cosmic connection or what ever you choose to call it then this course is for you.
This course is not for people who think they know it all.  In this course the good Dr. talks about finding peace within. She explains how sickness is manifested by not being connected to your higher self.
I don’t know when the course will officially be released to the public but I do know that in the meanwhile you can pick up a free copy of the Science of Being Well and partake in the forums and sign up for the free ezine.

To develop yourself into a happy and healthy individual click HERE now!

So you think the internet began like via the military?

Hmmm let’s see – what about this theory?

I just want to say from the start that this was sent to me and their is no author attached so I hope I’m not breaking any copyright laws!

Anyway the story goes like this:

In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader called Abraham of Com
did take unto himself a young wife by the name of Dot.

And Dot of Com was a comely woman, broad of shoulder and long of leg.
Indeed, she had been called
‘Amazon Dot Com’.

And she said unto Abraham, her husband,
‘Why dost thou travel far from
town to town with thy goods when thou can trade without ever leaving thy
tent?’

And Abraham did look at her as though she were several saddle bags
short of a camel load, but simply said,
‘How, dear?’
And Dot replied,
‘I will place drums in all the towns and drums in between to send messages
saying what you have for sale and they will reply telling you which hath the
best price. And the sale can be made on the drums and delivery made by
Uriah’s Pony Stable (UPS).’

Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot have her way with
the drums. And the drums rang out and were an immediate success. Abraham
sold all the goods he had at the top price, without ever moving from his
tent. But this success did arouse envy A man named Maccabia did secrete
himself inside Abraham’s drum and was accused
of insider trading. And the young man did take to Dot Com’s trading as doth
the greedy horsefly take to camel dung.
They were called
Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Siderites, or NERDS for short.

And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the
deafening sound of drums that no one noticed that the real riches were going
to the drum maker, one Brother William of Gates, who bought up every
drum company in the land. And indeed did insist on making drums that would
work only with Brother Gates’ drumheads and drumsticks.

And Dot did say,
‘Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken over by others.’
And as Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel, or as it
came to be known ‘eBay’ he said,
‘We need a name that reflects what we are.’
And Dot replied,
‘Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner Operators.’
‘YAHOO!’
said Abraham.

And that is how it all began.
Al Gore had absolutely nothing to do with it.