"You are Well Because You are Happy"
"You are not happy because you are well. You are well because you are happy. You are not depressed because trouble has come to you, but trouble has come because you are depressed. You can change your thoughts and feelings, and then the outer things will change to correspond, and indeed there is no other way of working." Emmet Fox
The thought that my life, my happiness, my health is dependent on what is going on inside, not what is happening outside is challenging to understand. So many of us think, feel, and act like we are simply victims I don't ask for bad things to happen to me. I don't want to worry. I don't want to have bad health. I don't want to have money problems. I am not bringing these things to myself.
As I read more books about "The Law of Attraction, " I am working on realizing that I do have the power to create my life. If I can replace my negative thoughts and feelings and replace them with positive thoughts and feeling I can change my life. Is this easy? If I think it is easy, it will be. If I think it is hard, it will be.
Everything is just a thought, and the more I concentrate and focus on that thought the more I bring it into my life. As Stephen Covey explains we have the SEE-DO-GET model. How I see the world, my paradigm, creates what I do, my behavior, which leads to what I get, my results. My model is more, SEE-FEEL-DO-GET. How if see the world, my paradigm, creates how I feel, my emotions, which creates what I do, my behavior, which leads to what I get, my results.
So going back to Emmet Fox's quote, to create the life I want, I need to work on myself and change my thoughts and feeling, which will change my behavior (actions), which will change the results I get, which will change my life.
I am all for this. What about YOU?
If you would like help in changing your life, give me a call. As your Life Coach I can help you create the life you love.
Jana Ruth
Author of Laugh and Live Happier: P.L.A.Y.S. for Life
www.janaruth.biz
www.laughandlivehappier.com
www.onewomanslaughter.blogstop.com
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Sunday, August 03, 2008
It Was One of Those Nights- TEE HEE
This blog entry should take 2 minutes for fast readers, 3 minutes for medium fast readers, 5 minutes for slow readers, and really slow readers, I have no idea.
I had "One of Those Nights," last Friday where I thought later I should have gone directly home. It was like the Monopoly game where you have to go directly to jail without passing "Go." Well, I should have gone directly home without passing the shoe store. I had gone to buy some new shoes and of course there were no parking spaces around the show store. So I parked in a designated parking spot with a clear "No Parking, Tow-Away Zone."
My thinking was that, it is night, and no one cares, and I since I will be here a very short amount of time, I am sure it will be okay. Wrong thinking! I go into the store get my shoes and come out about ten minutes later and no car. I was stunned and thought perhaps I had parked somewhere else so I went walking around, but no car.
So, I thought maybe I am just not seeing it. So after walking around in circles I walked about half way back, closed my eyes for about a minute and thought this is all a bad dream. I thought, when I walk back my car will be there, especially since I closed my eyes. So I walked back, but no car. What to do?
And since this "Was One of Those Nights," I had left my cell phone in my car. My next thought was even worse, "What if my car wasn't towed, but was stolen. Oh banish that thought." I saw a man dumping some garbage and asked him if he had seen a tow-truck. "Being One of Those Nights," he answered, "NO!" Now I was worried, I wasn't sure what "No," meant. Did it mean he didn't understand English, or did it mean he didn't see a tow-truck.
I walked in circles some more and realized I needed to memorize the number given and go back into the show store and call and see, if in fact, my car had been towed. So I thought I had memorized the number and went back in the store. I told the two young women in the store that I thought my car had been towed. They asked where I parked and after I told them they said they knew it had been towed.
It seems that a tow truck is right across the street looking for rule breakers like me. I tried calling the number but I had done as bad a job memorizing the number as I had obeying the sign and had to take a pen and piece of paper out to write it down.
Finally I called the number, and yes, they had my car. Now I had to get a taxi to take me there. Luckily there are a lot of taxis close to the shoe store. So I went outside and hailed a taxi which turned out to a car that sold subs. It looked like a taxi. The young man driving said this happened to him all the time.
So, I only had to wait for a couple of minutes for a REAL taxi and not a sub delivery car. When I got in the cab the cab driver said I needed $140 in cash, but not having $140 in cash he asked what bank I used. I told him Bank of America. He said, "Okay," and turned his cab around. As he was from Somalia, originally, we had a language barrier. He stopped on a corner, which confused me, as I didn't think there was a Bank of America ATM machine there. I got out of the car and walked three to four blocks to where I knew there was a ATM machine.
The whole time I was walking I couldn't figure out why he didn't park closer. When I got back to the cab, he said, "Why did you walk so far?" He than pointed to a ATM machine that was right outside the cab. I laughed and said that "I was an idiot." He apologized and we both laughed. I felt like an idiot, but knew it would make a great story, and after all "It Was One of Those Nights."
"It Was One of Those Nights," didn't end there. After getting my car and doing some other errands, I went to the Bank of America again to deposit a check. I drive into the ATM drive through and couldn't find my check. I spend twenty minutes looking for it before finding that it had fallen between the seats of my car.
After spending $140 to release my towed car I needed to find and deposit that check. Which I did.
So my gentle reader "It Was One of Those Nights."
Jana Ruth
Author of "Laugh and Live Happier: P.L.A.Y.S. for Life
www.janaruth.biz
www.laughandlivehappier.com
www.onewomanslaughter.blogspot.com
This blog entry should take 2 minutes for fast readers, 3 minutes for medium fast readers, 5 minutes for slow readers, and really slow readers, I have no idea.
I had "One of Those Nights," last Friday where I thought later I should have gone directly home. It was like the Monopoly game where you have to go directly to jail without passing "Go." Well, I should have gone directly home without passing the shoe store. I had gone to buy some new shoes and of course there were no parking spaces around the show store. So I parked in a designated parking spot with a clear "No Parking, Tow-Away Zone."
My thinking was that, it is night, and no one cares, and I since I will be here a very short amount of time, I am sure it will be okay. Wrong thinking! I go into the store get my shoes and come out about ten minutes later and no car. I was stunned and thought perhaps I had parked somewhere else so I went walking around, but no car.
So, I thought maybe I am just not seeing it. So after walking around in circles I walked about half way back, closed my eyes for about a minute and thought this is all a bad dream. I thought, when I walk back my car will be there, especially since I closed my eyes. So I walked back, but no car. What to do?
And since this "Was One of Those Nights," I had left my cell phone in my car. My next thought was even worse, "What if my car wasn't towed, but was stolen. Oh banish that thought." I saw a man dumping some garbage and asked him if he had seen a tow-truck. "Being One of Those Nights," he answered, "NO!" Now I was worried, I wasn't sure what "No," meant. Did it mean he didn't understand English, or did it mean he didn't see a tow-truck.
I walked in circles some more and realized I needed to memorize the number given and go back into the show store and call and see, if in fact, my car had been towed. So I thought I had memorized the number and went back in the store. I told the two young women in the store that I thought my car had been towed. They asked where I parked and after I told them they said they knew it had been towed.
It seems that a tow truck is right across the street looking for rule breakers like me. I tried calling the number but I had done as bad a job memorizing the number as I had obeying the sign and had to take a pen and piece of paper out to write it down.
Finally I called the number, and yes, they had my car. Now I had to get a taxi to take me there. Luckily there are a lot of taxis close to the shoe store. So I went outside and hailed a taxi which turned out to a car that sold subs. It looked like a taxi. The young man driving said this happened to him all the time.
So, I only had to wait for a couple of minutes for a REAL taxi and not a sub delivery car. When I got in the cab the cab driver said I needed $140 in cash, but not having $140 in cash he asked what bank I used. I told him Bank of America. He said, "Okay," and turned his cab around. As he was from Somalia, originally, we had a language barrier. He stopped on a corner, which confused me, as I didn't think there was a Bank of America ATM machine there. I got out of the car and walked three to four blocks to where I knew there was a ATM machine.
The whole time I was walking I couldn't figure out why he didn't park closer. When I got back to the cab, he said, "Why did you walk so far?" He than pointed to a ATM machine that was right outside the cab. I laughed and said that "I was an idiot." He apologized and we both laughed. I felt like an idiot, but knew it would make a great story, and after all "It Was One of Those Nights."
"It Was One of Those Nights," didn't end there. After getting my car and doing some other errands, I went to the Bank of America again to deposit a check. I drive into the ATM drive through and couldn't find my check. I spend twenty minutes looking for it before finding that it had fallen between the seats of my car.
After spending $140 to release my towed car I needed to find and deposit that check. Which I did.
So my gentle reader "It Was One of Those Nights."
Jana Ruth
Author of "Laugh and Live Happier: P.L.A.Y.S. for Life
www.janaruth.biz
www.laughandlivehappier.com
www.onewomanslaughter.blogspot.com
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