A Truly Wonderful Speech Reminding Us What Life TRULY Is About!

As a Hypnotist and NLP practitioner and teacher, the one thing that I always pay the most attention to with my clients is not whether what you are doing is good or bad – Since I do not consider myself qualified enough to be able to judge what would be good or bad for any person other than myself.
Rather, I like to focus on the distinction between useful and not-useful – Is what you are doing USEFUL in your life or is it detrimental or NOT-USEFUL in your life? … Now that is something we can tell right away based upon how it makes you feel and the results it creates for you on a day-to-day basis.

Senreeka, a friend of mine, e-mailed me this commencement speech given by the Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Anna Quinlen, at the graduation ceremony of Villanova University – where she received her honorary PhD.
I read this speech and knew right away I wanted to share it with you. This is one of those rare gems that touches the soul and reminds you what life truly could be about… Not because what you are doing right now is bad or wrong in any way. But, rather, because we sometimes get so caught up in the “doing” of life that we miss the living of it… And that is NOT USEFUL!

All people who live will die. But, not all people who die will have lived.”

– Anonymous

I hope you enjoy reading this speech as much as I did…
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Inspirational cartoon of one fish swimming in the opposite direction from the rest of the pack - There's always one... BE THE ONE!

Why I am SURE your phobias CAN be cured

Why I’m sure your phobias CAN be cured.

August 26th, 2008… I remember that day well. That was the day I ALMOST developed a bridge phobia.
My whole family woke up at 4:30 in the morning and there was a terrible rushing around the house to make sure everything was in order.
Laptops – Check ; Snacks – Check ; Warm Clothes – Check. We had to make sure we had everything we would need for the 6-hour wait in that terrible hospital family waiting area while my sister underwent her surgery. Of course she was as calm as could be – What did she have to do besides go to sleep for 6-hours?… I couldn’t say the same for my mom, though. She was trying to hide her nerves, but she was definitely more on-edge and excitable than your average mother hen. And, of course, trying to be strong for my family, I was trying to make the whole situation light-hearted and trying to distract everyone from any possible negative thoughts that may arise.
We get down to the car, pack it up and my father hands me the car keys – as he always does because he hates driving while its dark… No problem! – After all, I love driving and it’ll give me something to keep my mind on for the hour-long drive down to the hospital in Miami Beach.
So, we begin our drive down the I-95 freeway and all’s going great. No traffic this early in the morning. We’re all talking and trying to hide our inner-anxieties from each other.
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Our ideas, like orange-plants, spread out in proportion to the size of the box which imprisons the roots.”

– Edward Bulwer Lytton

Self-talk and the importance of learning to forgive and understand yourself

Last week, my girlfriend’s entire week was consumed with babysitting her two year old nephew while her sister in law was in the hospital giving birth. One day that week, she told me how her nephew fell down from trying to climb up something tall and, as is usually the case when you’re busy taking care of someone else’s child, he used his face to break the fall.
Thank god, nothing serious happened aside from a small bruise on his face, but the part that intrigued me was her telling me how she knew something serious had happened because of the way he was crying – Apparently, she can hear the difference between an “I’m unhappy” cry and a “Something is seriously wrong” cry… This still blows my mind!

Either way, this brings me to the point of this article…
It’s amazing how most people with intense phobias have a tape going on in their minds saying something along the lines of “This is SO stupid! I’m a grown man / woman and I can’t even look out of a darned window / be around a dog / sit in an airplane without freaking out … What’s wrong with me!?”
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