The World is Mine

Today, upon a bus, I saw a very beautiful woman
And wished I were as gentle as her
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and used a crutch.
But as she passed, she passed a smile.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two legs; the world is mine.

I stopped to buy some candy.
The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me,
"I thank you, you've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you.
You see," he said, "I'm blind."

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two eyes; the world is mine.

Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child I knew.
He stood and watched the others play,
but he did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
"Why don't you join them dear?"
He looked ahead without a word.
I forgot, he couldn't hear.

 Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two ears; the world is mine.

With feet to take me where I'd go..
With eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I'd know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I've been blessed the world is mine.

If this poem makes you feel thankful,
just forward it to your friends.
After all, it's just a simple reminder
that we have so much to be thankful for!
Give the gift of love.
It never comes back empty!

The Push and Pull -- Possibility vs. Necessity: Metaprogram #6

Ask someone why he went to work for his present company or why he bought his current car or house. Some people are motivated primarily by necessity, rather than by what they want. They do something because they must. They’re not pulled to take action by what is possible. They’re not looking for infinite varieties of experience. They go through life taking what comes and what is available. When they need a new job or a new house or a new car, or even a new spouse, they go out and accept what is available.
Others are motivated to look for possibilities. They’re motivated less by what they have to do than by what they want to do. They seek options, experiences, choices, and paths. The person who is motivated by necessity is interested in what’s known and what’s secure. The person who is motivated by possibility is equally interested in what’s not known. He wants to know what can evolve, what opportunities might develop.
If you were an employer, which kind of person would you most want to hire? Some people would probably answer, “The person who is motivated by possibility.” After all, having a rich sense of potential makes for a richer life. Instinctively, most of us (even a lot of people who are motivated by necessity) would advocate the virtues of remaining open to an infinite variety of new directions.
In reality, it’s not that cut-and-dried. There are jobs that require attention to detail, steadfastness, and consistency. Let’s say you’re a quality-control inspector at an auto plant. A sense of possibility is nice. However, what you might need most is a sense of necessity. You need to know exactly what’s needed, and you have to verify that it’s being done. Someone motivated by possibility would probably be bored stiff in a job like that, while someone motivated by necessity would feel perfectly attuned to it.
People who are motivated by necessity have other virtues as well. Some jobs place a particular virtue on permanence. When you fill them, you want someone who’ll last for a long time. A person motivated by possibilities is always looking for new options, new enterprises, and new challenges. If he finds another job that seems to offer more potential, there’s a good chance he’ll leave. Not so the somewhat plodding soul who is motivated by necessity. He takes a job when he needs one. He sticks with it because working is a necessity of life.
There are many jobs that cry out for a dreamy-eyed, swashbuckling, risk-taking believer in possibility. If your company were diversifying into a whole new field, you’d want to hire someone who’ll be attuned to all of the possibilities. And there are other jobs that place a premt by what he needs. It’s equally important to know what your own personal metaprograms are so that if you’re looking for a job, you can select one that will best support your needs.ium on solidity, consistency, and longevity. For those jobs you need someone who is motivated mos
The same principle works in motivating your children. Let’s say you’re trying to stress the virtues of education and going to a good college. If your child is motivated by necessity, you have to show her why she needs a good education. You can tell her about all the jobs that absolutely require a degree. You can explain why you need a foundation in math to be a good engineer or in language skills to be a good teacher.
If your kid is motivated by possibility, you would take a different approach. She’s bored by what she has to do, so you’d stress the infinite possibilities open to those with a good education. Show her how learning itself is the greatest avenue for possibility. Fill her brain with images of new avenues to be explored, new dimensions to be opened, new things to be discovered. With each child the result will be the same, although the way you lead her there is very different.

The Power of Your Mind

In 1980 I was diagnosed by several doctors in Toronto, Canada with a rare illness called environment hypersensitivity disorder, also called 20th Century Disease. I had become allergic to everything I ate, touched, or breathed. For 4 years I lived in a bare room that was lined with tin foil, slept in a metal bed (no wood), aluminum blankets and at most times, I kept my hands in a glass box. I had 20 health care professionals tell me that due to my severe sensitivities, they couldn't see how I would ever be able to work again. Now, at that time, not knowing what I know now, I believed them. I was rock bottom, depressed and broke.

One afternoon in 1984, I heard Bob Proctor on CFRB radio promoting a seminar he was doing at the Triumph Hotel in Toronto. I heard him say something that changed my life. He said to the radio host, "What the mind can see - the mind can believe - the mind can achieve". It was like a light came on in my head. I started to think if my mind got my body in this situation, then maybe the mind can get me out of it. I realized I had to talk to Bob himself. I called his office and within a few minutes he called me back. We talked for a while about my situation. He suggested I come out to his Thursday evening seminar. I said, "Bob, you don't understand, I can't go out in crowds because of all the fragrances and smoke". (I was so sensitive at that time that water would make my tongue crack and bleed). Bob said, "No, you don't understand. I hope to meet you at my sem inar on Thursday". We hung up and I said to myself I have to see this man. I called his office and booked a ticket I couldn't afford, so I put it on my Visa card.

I went to the seminar; I left my oxygen in my car, walked in looking like a healthy man and sat at the back of the room, away from the crowd. Sitting and listening to Bob that evening, I realized that the body is an instrument of the mind and I could re-create my world when I started to believe it. The next day I started some serious visualization, affirmations, and wrote out a goal card I carried with me and placed 8 copies of it in different places in my home and car, where I could see it day and night. Bob said in his seminar that to change your life its simple, but it's not easy. It took a lot of re-training my mind, study and discipline, to not allow the present circumstances in my life affect the way I was feeling, thinking and acting.

Over a period of time, my health and life started to change and I was able to return back to work. I worked as the Director of Education at the private career college in Toronto for the next 17 years. I ended up having 4,000 students who travelled from over 12 countries to attend my classes. I used a lot of what Bob Proctor had taught me and shared this amazing information with my students. Now, many years later, I am retired and I'm in great health. I'm now 64 years old, I feel and act like I'm 24 years old. My wife and I spend most of our time riding around on our Harley Davidson and are enjoying our life together. I now do my own personal development-motivational seminars in the Toronto area. I work with a lot of martial arts clubs, that way I get the teenage students and their parents in my seminar together, this way I get them all on the same page at the same time.

I have thanked Bob several times for how he changed my life, He always replied back, "I show lots of people how to change their life; you took this information and applied it. You changed your life. It was always an inside job." I will always be grateful to Bob and I am thankful I attracted him into my world. To anyone who is reading this, please understand you also can re-create your world when you see it clearly in your mind and believe and expect it in your heart.

So thanks again Mr. Bob Proctor.

From my mind to your mind,

Bob Ross

A Kings Son

A great and powerful king decided to send his son to be educated in a distant land. He could have let him stay in the palace itself and brought him the best teachers and the best possible education. But the king knew that the prince will get a lot of experience when he is out of the palace. Good education plus physical distance from the palace will toughen and strengthen the confidence and independence of his son.

In that distant land, the king’s son began to study. He worked hard and experienced life differently, which made him stronger. But along with all the hard work and accomplishments, he began to enjoy the joys of life which that country offered him. He no longer felt obligated to keep all the trappings of monarchy as had to in his father's palace.
He abandoned his studies and began to neglect or postpone the execution of tasks, responsibility and duties... and all this for the parties and small pleasures that the new life offered him. Without realizing it, he began to neglect his own appearance. And people started to flinch and keep a distance from him. He had hit rock bottom!

He had slumped to a low point in his life. When the situation was so bad that he could not bear it any more, then he remembered... He recalled the king, his father, who had sent him on a journey to strengthen his capacities, and he was ashamed that he had deteriorated to such lows.

The king’s son decided to act. He decided to return to his father's palace knowing that his father wouldn’t deny him.

The king’s son came to the palace gates; he wanted to go inside, but two armed guards with bayonets blocked his way.

"I am the King's son'' he said.”We are too," they replied, laughing at the man in torn clothes with overgrown unkempt hair and beard.

After several vain attempts of trying to convince the guards to let him enter the palace, the prince decided to go close to the window of his father's room to call him.

''Father! Father!'' called the king's son.

''Father! Father!'' the king’s son cried again.

The king recognized that voice as the voice of the son he had not heard for many years. The king rushed to the window and saw a strange, unkempt looking man standing. Is that the son whom he had sent to school many years ago?

''Father, I came back and I want to come home...'' said the king’s son.

The king, whose heart was filled with longing for his son, called the guards and ordered them to bring his son into the palace.

Dear Reader,

You are the king's son!

You do not need to reach low life to go home like the king's son.

Your palace, your home is within you; it is in your heart. Listen to your heart; only there you will find the answers to your destiny and your success.

Jacob Shekrel

Jacob Shekrel is a LifeSuccess Coach who lives in Spain and is building up his International Personal Improvement coaching company: Jacob's ladder to Success - lectures, seminars and master mind groups. Please feel free to visit his website at: www.jacobsladdertosuccess.com 

A Perfect Achievement In An Imperfect World

Imagine … you are a little boy or girl. You are trying to keep up with kids around you, but you can’t. Other kids are teasing you or bullying you because you have a disability. 

Why is the world so imperfect? Why are there, people with severe disabilities like Down syndrome, blindness and deafness to name but a few?

Young Frankie sustained brain damage at birth. He also had a tracheostomy tube to help him breathe.

He badly wanted to play softball with the other boys at school. Because of his motor coordination difficulties Frankie could not really play with the other boys.

But it meant a lot to him, and we asked the boys if they would like to include them in their team.

The boys hesitated for a moment before saying yes. The fact that their team was losing made the decision easier. Nothing Frankie could do was likely to affect the outcome anyway. Frankie was given a mitt, and went to stand in short centre field as his team's tenth player.

Frankie’s turn came. Frankie was handed a bat and pointed to the plate.

What happened next was nothing short of amazing.

The opposing team saw that Frankie couldn’t  even begin to play, and the pitcher moved closer to him and pitched the ball in a way Frankie could have a chance to hit it.

He missed the ball. One of Frankie’s team mates then came to help him hold the bat to help him hit. And he hit the second ball just a little way.

The pitcher then pitched the ball way to the right. Frankie’s teammates yelled: “Run Frankie! Run to first!” Two of his teammates started running with him to help him and to cheer him on.

A player on the opposing team tracked the ball, and then intentionally threw the ball out to the other direction. By this time, both teams were chanting “Run, Frankie, run!” Frankie reached second base.

Ball forgotten, all players from both teams joined Frankie on his triumphal run home, and together they hoisted the hero onto their shoulders. Frankie was beaming.

This is why the world is imperfect: To give us the chance to achieve spiritual perfection. All the boys achieved spiritual perfection that day in accepting someone who isn’t like them and who would normally never have a chance to play in a softball game. If it wasn’t for Frankie, they never would have.