THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE LIFE IS YOUR WAY

I grew up learning to live life by other people's rules including the rule that you had to work hard to get what you want. What bullshit. 

Working hard to get what I wanted made me the poorest and the most unhappiest white man whoever lived on the planet. 

To transform my life from one where I was nothing more than pathetic, hopeless, suicidal  mass of flesh and bones to one where I am now a bubbly, enthusiastic, energetic, over the top happy human being, I had to let go of everything I was taught about living life. 

In place of the rules other people taught me I had to make up my own rules. I had to make rules that worked for me, rules that made me feel good to be me, rules that allowed me to fully be me rather than continuing to live by rules that ended up making me a victim of life rather than victorious in life.  

Today I have one rule.  Whatever I do, in life, must must be FUN, EASY for me to do and makes me FEEL GOOD to be me. If what I have to do doesn't meet the guidelines of my one rule, I don't do it.

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Excerpted from my forthcoming Book:
FUN, PLAY, LIVING LIFE MY WAY
(If it ain't Easy, it ain't working for me)
Copyright 2019 By Frederick Zappone
Previously published books can be previewed here
https://www.amazon.com/Frederick-Zappone/e/B00BMJR998/ 

Your Life, Your RULES

The life you are currently living is a result of the rules you have created for yourself. Granted, many of the rules you live your life by you created thoughtlessly without taking the time to give them conscious thought. 

For example if life is hard for you, you have created RULES that make life hard for you.  If you don't like the rules you are living your life by, you can change them any time you want. I did.  

My RULE for Living My Life, My Way

What I do must be FUN, EASY for me to do and make me FEEL GOOD to be me. If  it doesn't accomplish those things, I don't do it,

Every since I  created that rule for myself, life has been very easy for me.  The other rule I created for myself that has removed a tremendous burden from my life is I no longer feel obligated to solve other people's problems for them.  Thinking I was obligated to own other people's as my own and solve those problem for them made life very hard for me.  These days I own no one's problems but my own. 

Don't get me wrong, I am not insensitive to the other people's problems. I am very sensitive to them and because I am, I inspire and empower people to solve their own problems. I no longer feel  guilty or obligated, in any way, to solve other people's problems for them.

Frederick Zappone

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Ask and you Shall RECEIVE
 

The Lazy Woman's (Man's) Way To Living the EASY life.

You have been conned into believing that life must be hard. You have been programmed to believe in the value of effort and struggle when 'effort and struggle' only leads to more effort and struggle.

How you think determines if life will be easy or hard for you. How you think determines if your life will be filled with problems or opportunities. How you think determines if you will be a victim or victorious in life.  

You are smarter and more powerful than you know and not nearly as weak or stupid as you might fear.  The only real mistake you ever made is allowing people to fill your mind with nonsense that has made life hard for you when it doesn't have to be hard for you at all.

If you want your future life to be different than your past life, you much change how you think.  If you don't change how you think, all you will ever do is 'recycle your past experiences' over and over again. 

This blog is contains over 4,000 articles guaranteed to make life easy for you. In addition, I have a staff of people ready to answer your questions, free of charge, to make sure the easy life becomes reality for you.

Frederick Zappone

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Life is EASY. If it is not for you, read this article.

Finding love, making money, being healthy is EASY to do and because it is I am hard pressed to understand why people make it hard.

Everything in life is created twice, first mentally, then physically. 

If life is hard for you that's an ALERT signal that you are thinking the wrong thoughts and/or taking the wrong actions for you. When you begin thinking the right thoughts and taking the right actions, life will become so easy for you that it will take your breath away and move you to tears.

Thoughts create reality because it is your thoughts that cause you to take actions that make life EASY or HARD for you.

If you want life to be EASY for you, you will have to start dumbing yourself down and become a simple minded thinker like myself. 

Let me explain. 

Simple thinking produces CLARITY of thought whereas complicated thinking causes conflict, pain and confusion. 

You will be amazed how EASY life becomes for you once you become a 'simple thinker' like myself.

If you have questions about making life EASY for yourself, post them in the comment section of this message and I will answer them for you.  You can post as many questions as you want as often as you want.  My satisfaction comes from watching you make life easy for yourself.

By the way, if you are not in a position, right now, to support my blog writings with a donation,  you may want to purchased my book titled: How to Produce Spectacular Results With Effortless Action (HARD Thoughts Produce Effort And Struggle. EASY Thoughts Produce Effortless Action).  

The link to the book is located below.

Frederick

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You are not STUPID so why is life so hard for you?

Do you have too many problems in your life? Do you have difficult problems that you cannot easily solve? Do you have people in your life who make life miserable for you? Do you worry too much? Do you have too much drama, upsets or anxiety in your life? Do you know why?  

Do you think life is hard for you because you are a bad person or because God hates you?  Those are not the reasons. 

Do you want to know why life is  hard for you?  

If you do, write me by clicking here. In the form type Send Me The Answer and I will send you the answer by return email. 

The answer is a single sentence and if you really understand my answer you will be able to turn your life around overnight.

Life Can Be Very EASY for you, If you Choose it to be.

In my latest book I explain how to make life extraordinarily easy on yourself. I include plenty of examples covering every aspect of life from relationships and love to health and money matters.

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Handling Money Brings Pain Relief.

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Article courtesy of Emily Sohn, Discovery News 
 
THE GIST:

• Handling money reduces the amount of pain people feel.
• In separate experiments, negative experiences, both physical and emotional, blunted by cash.
• If real-world poverty follows this principle, those with less money may feel pain more acutely.

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In a series of experiments, people who counted money felt less pain when their hands were dipped into scalding water. The soothing power of cash also helped them shrug off the emotional pain of social exclusion. The findings might offer an easy way to ease life's stings and hurts, from painful medical treatments to social ostracism: Simply flip through a bulging wallet before enduring a painful experience.
 
"When people are reminded of money in a subtle manner by counting out hard currency, they experience painful situations as being not very painful," said lead author Kathleen Vohs, a consumer psychologist at the University of Minnesota's Carleton School of Management in the Twin Cities.

"You could think about being able charge yourself up before you encounter pain," she said. "When I used to run marathons, I would've maybe wanted to be reminded of money first." Although scientists have been studying pain for years, they still don't entirely understand why or how the perception of discomfort can vary so much. On a scale from one to 10, for example, one person's four might be another's eight. Even a single experience can feel more or less painful to the same person under different circumstances.

In her own research, Vohs has found that thinking about money gives people a sense of self-sufficiency, making them less likely to ask for or offer help. Other studies have linked a strong sense of self-worth with a greater ability to withstand pain. So, Vohs began to wonder whether money might shift the balance on how much pain people feel.

Among other experiments, she and colleagues challenged college students to a supposed finger-dexterity task in which they counted out either 80 $100 bills or 80 slips of paper. Afterward, the cash-counters reported less pain than the paper-counters when their fingers were dipped briefly into 122-degree Fahrenheit water.

As bolstering as it can be to handle money, the study found that being reminded of money you don't have makes pain worse. Reflecting on your shrunken 401K, in other words, could make it more difficult to cope with stubbing a toe or failing to connect with others at a party.

In an attempt to understand the source of money's power over pain, the researchers asked study participants to rate their feelings of self-esteem, attractiveness and mood, among other measures. The only reliable link they found was that having money made people feel strong, possibly providing a coping mechanism for whatever negative experiences they encountered next. Likewise, thinking about money they had spent made them feel weak, deflating their ability to cope.

"These findings are groundbreaking," said Eli Finkel, a social psychologist at Northwestern University in Evanston, Ill. "If real-world poverty follows the principles of these laboratory demonstrations, then confronting social rejection or physical pain should be experienced as more painful for poor people than for wealthier people."

But you don't have to be rich to use money to your benefit, Vohs said. Merely touching cash or even staring at a money-filled screensaver could blunt the impact of hard or painful events.

"I always got a kick out of counting money," she said. "Now I know why."

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To Love is to Risk

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This is a true story about an event that happened to me a long time ago, an event that changed my life forever. It started me on my spiritual journey that has made me seek spiritual truths above all else. 

There is nothing more important to me, not money, not fame, not other people's opinions of me. As I have learned, it is only in discovering the spiritual meaning in all human events that we can experience happiness and contentment in our life regardless of circumstances.

TO LOVE IS TO RISK

On December 12, 1964 our first child was born. As new parents we were elated. The day after Christmas I was sitting in the living room when suddenly I heard my wife screaming that John our new born wasn't breathing and he was turning blue. 

I rushed to the hallway to see her holding John. She was crying, trembling trying to get our baby to breathe. I stood there dazed as I watched her working to bring him back to life. His body was ridged, his eyes, though open, seemed to be bulging. Saliva was foaming around his mouth. 

A part of me was paralyzed as I listened to my wife screams. I remember yelling back that he wasn't going to die, that he would be okay and I would get help. 

I rushed out the door and over to our next door neighbors. The good fortune was that this husband and wife team were both Doctors and they were home. When they heard me yelling they came running. They ran past me into the house and down the hallway . They took the baby from my wife's arms and the woman starting giving the baby CPR while her husband called the paramedics. 

Through it all I just stood their transfixed, frightened. I was 21 years old and all of a sudden I didn't feel so grown up any more. The baby started breathing again as I heard the wailing of the ambulance approaching the house. Quickly the baby was put into the Emergency vehicle along with my wife and the doctors and they left for the hospital. 

As I followed them to the hospital I had scatter thoughts and no thoughts at all. I was on automatic. I just wanted to get to the hospital and see if John was okay. When I finally arrived and found him, he was lying in a metal crib looking as if nothing had ever happened to him.
 
As the panic in me subsided I prayed that whatever caused the seizures was temporary and what happened wasn't anything to seriously worry about. His Admission to the hospital was followed by several days of testing. Finally it was determined that he was a hydrocephalic. The Doctor explained: "Because of a malfunctioning valve an abnormal amount of fluid was accumulating in the cranium. This fluid build up was causing pressure inside the head setting off the seizures. If left unchecked, this unusual amount of fluid would cause the head to swell and eventually destroy the brain." 

"A shunt operation would be required", he told us. It consisted of putting an artificial valve in the skull and a tube into the stomach for drainage. This would allow for normal fluids levels. It was our understanding as John grew up every so often he would need another operation to lengthen the drainage tube. This procedure was designed to give "Mother Nature" a chance to correct herself. With this knowledge we had every expectation that John would grow up to be a normal healthy child.
 
He was six weeks old when the surgery took place and the operation was a success. We were told that to prevent any seizures, that might be caused by the placement of the tube, he was to be given a medicine that would keep them under control. Though we were thrilled about the outcome of the surgery we knew we would have to keep a watchful eye over him.
 
A week after the operation John was home once again. Every evening after he was asleep I would go into his room and check on him, sometimes eight and ten times a night. John was a constant worry to me. Though I was uptight about the situation I wouldn't openly talk about my feelings. I felt that if I did, he might die. It was like If I ignored my feelings, he would get better.
 
Night after night I prayed to God for a healing. Other times I believed that he would never be healed. That scared me because I wasn't ready to handle the burden of caring for a handicapped child for the rest of my life. Not knowing for sure if he would ever be okay, I sometimes wished he was dead. When those kinds of thoughts came to mind I would banish them like the plague, for what father would want to have his own child die?
 
As time passed John continued to make good progress. Months went by and things were getting back to normal. Once more I was able to relax and enjoy life. In February of 1966 we took our son in for his regularly scheduled Doctor's appointment. At that time it was discovered that he was outgrowing his "shunt". Another operation was necessary. I knew that this time would come, I just wasn't ready for it.

Over the months I carried a lot of suppressed fear about John but continued not to reveal my true feelings to anyone, not even my wife. I was a "man" and a real man never revealed unacceptable emotions of fear and fright or so I thought. On March 5th John was admitted to the hospital with surgery scheduled for 10:00 AM. the following morning. Mary Jo, my wife, debated whether or not she should stay overnight with him or come back early the next day. Since she was uncertain I suggested that she come home with me for some much needed rest. What I wasn't telling her is that I felt frightened and alone and didn't want to go back to our apartment by myself. Although I secretly felt that she really wanted to stay, my own insecurities motivated me to convince her otherwise.
 
As we began to leave John's room, he started to cry. That bothered me, because on the one hand I wanted to leave and take care of my own needs and on the other hand I wanted to stay and comfort him. We decided to wait until he went to sleep. Fifteen minutes went by before he put his head back down. With him lying quietly in that big hospital room, we silently left.
 
Once outside the room we waited, wanting to be sure that he was settled down. A few minutes passed and all was quiet. I nudged Mary Jo as my way of indicating that we should be on our way. Before leaving, we took one last peek into his room. Just as we did, he looked up. He expressed joy at seeing us standing there. As we stepped back out of the room the expression changed to one of the saddest and loneliest looks I had ever seen. It was like he was saying; "Daddy, why are you leaving me, can't you see that I'm scared and need you?" I wanted to cry but didn't . Without uttering a sound he put his head back down and Mary Jo and I rushed away from the room.
 
Our apartment was about 30 miles from the Children's Hospital in Pittsburgh. As we slowly drove home not a word was spoken between us. We were engrossed in our own thoughts and feelings about John and neither one of us felt free to discuss them. I could see that my fear of losing him was coming back again. Although I tried distract myself, the feelings persisted. I felt that they were not rational feelings for the prognosis concerning the operation was excellent. Then I realized that because of my fear of losing him I had been withholding my love from him. I had been reluctant to hold him or play with him as often as I wanted to. As we arrived at our apartment I vowed that when he came home I would never again let my feelings of fear get in my way of spending more time with him.
 
As we sat in our apartment that evening the atmosphere was filled with unspoken tension and anxiety. We didn't talk about how we felt, we were afraid to. I sat there wishing I had the courage to share my thoughts and feelings with Mary Jo but my conditioning as a "man" kept getting in the way. A man was strong, he didn't share his deepest feelings, to do so would make him less than a man.
 
As I battled with this conflict I was suddenly startled to hear a baby's cry. At first I thought the sound was coming from another apartment. It was a haunting cry, one that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Getting up from the chair I made my way to the window. Upon opening it I thought the cry was coming from a small ravine in front of our complex.
 
Thinking that someone might have abandoned their baby I rushed outside. As I reached the ravine the cry seemed to change locations. Every time I went to one place the sound seemed to move to another. Not being able to locate the source, I listened more closely. It sounded like my son's cry. Feelings of panic and terror started to pour over me. The whole situation was challenging my understanding of reality. What was going on? Was I going crazy? Was the baby's cry just a figment of my imagination? No, it could be, Mary Jo had heard it to. Abruptly the crying stopped. Feeling uneasy I returned to the apartment.
 
As I walked in the door I grabbed for the phone. I had to call the hospital. I had to find out if John was okay. A nurse answered and assured me that he was fine. I ask her if she would check just one more time before I hung up. She did and reported that he was breathing normally and sleeping peacefully. With that knowledge Mary Jo and I went back to our bedroom. Drained of energy, tired and restless, after what seemed like eternity, we drifted off to sleep.
 
Our sleep was interrupted by a bell ringing. At first I thought it was the alarm clock. As I glanced at the clock I saw that it was only 4:13 A.M. and I realized that the phone was ringing. Half asleep I fell out of bed as if somebody had violently pushed me. My heart was racing and my breathing labored as I rushed to the phone in the other room. Every fiber of my being intuitively knew that John had died. As I fumbled for the phone a part of me was hoping against hope that what I knew wasn't true. It was true, the Doctor at the hospital was now confirming it.
 
"What happened?" I ask with a voice half in control. "John went into a convulsion and didn't come out of it." "The convulsion didn't kill him, his heart gave out", was the terse reply.
 
Standing there in disbelief, I felt as if I had been given a thousand shots of Novocain. Tears started streaming down my face. I wanted to scream but couldn't. My body started to tremble and shake all over. As Mary Jo came running out of the bedroom I reached out for her. We clung to each other, looking for strength, not willing to accept what had just taken place.
 
Thoughts starting flashing through my mind: "What went wrong? Why did he have to die?
 
There was no expectation that he would die and he did. "GOD!!" I screamed, why did you do this to me? I have been a good Catholic boy all my life what did I do to deserve this? Is this how you reward the faithful? He was just a little boy God! He never did anything to anyone. He never harmed a flea. You took him and never gave him a chance to live. Why didn't you take me instead? God, GOD.....answer me....please..... I hate you God, I HATE YOU.
 
God didn't answer. There were no answers, only questions. Bewildered, falling apart, I felt my heart cracking like a fine piece of fragile china. My whole being was under attack by an invisible assailant called Death. I was in a rage. I didn't like what was going on, It wasn't fair. I wanted to fight back and there was no one to fight with.
 
Feeling hopelessly out of control I watched as Mary Jo grieved and cried. All I could think of is how much more difficult this must be for her. She carried John for nine months. I remembering watching the joy in her eyes when John began to move around inside of her. I remembered seeing John kicking against her stomach. Though she was in discomfort it was made bearable by the happiness she felt about the new life that she held and protected in her body. Looking into her eyes I knew that she was remembering. 

Mary Jo was in pain, the most agonizing pain that I had ever seen another human being experience and I felt helpless to comfort her. I was her man, I had to muster the strength and fake courage if necessary because she needed me. A part of me resented that because I was dying inside and there was no one around to comfort me. 

I suddenly saw myself as a little kid when I was hurting. Mom or Dad would pick me up, hug me and make everything better. This time they couldn't. It was something that I had to face alone and it frightened me. A part of me had died, my own flesh and blood. Why now? Why not later? If only I had known I could have prepared myself. There was an void in my life. Incredible waves of loneliness came over me and I wanted to vomit. I couldn't live. How could I? The loss was too large and the emptiness I was experiencing was too painful.
 
I started thinking, "John I can't live without you. Come back John. It's only a nightmare, isn't it? John you can't be gone, not yet! I have so many things to tell you, so many things to do with you, so many thing that I had planned for you."

"Little babies aren't suppose to understand, but you understand, don't you John. John? John, answer me, please?... 

Did I ever tell you how much I loved you? How important you were to me? How happy you made me? No, I never did! I was afraid to tell you how I felt. I didn't want to get to emotionally involved because I was afraid of losing you. And I lost you anyhow, how stupid of me."
 
"I should have taken advantage of you when I had you and now I can't. If only I could do it all over again. I would cuddle you more, love you more, hug you more. I don't get a second chance, do I John?"
 
"I was playing the role of a man John. A man held his emotions in check. He didn't let them come out and I wanted to. Many times I wanted to let you know that I was afraid of losing you. Many times I wanted to tell you how very, very much I loved you and how you enriched my life. I never had the courage and now it's too late. John forgive me, I did my best and my best wasn't good enough."
 
"Secretly I hoped the phone would ring and somebody would tell me that it was all a horrible mistake John. It never did ring, it wasn't a mistake, was it John? You were gone and there was nothing.......... absolutely nothing I could do about it........................
 

March 6, 1981
 
Dear John:
 
It's fifteen years later and I still think about you. After all of these years I still carry the pain and hurt. I have hid my grief and I can no longer do that. I have to quit pretending to be a man so I can start becoming an authentic loving human being.
 
My suppressed grief has prevented me from loving others and being close to them and I have been dying of loneliness. I have allowed it to ruin my marriage to your mother, my career and my relationship with your brothers and sisters. I'm finally learning how to release my hurt John. I must, for it gets in the way of my caring and trusting in others. 

I used to curse God for letting me carry all of this pain and sorrow. Only now am I able to see that He was urging me to let go and let God. When the pain became to unbearable I had no choice. If I was to live, I had to trust. I saw that I had to trust the God of my understanding, the God that lived within me and I had to trust that God unconditionally. In other words without physical proof that God existed or that He personally loved and cared for me. It took me these last fifteen years to get to that point.
 
At the moment I had the willingness to trust, I found God. He's real! Of course, you already knew that, didn't you? He exists and because of that I know that you exist. To love is to risk John. To not love is to be imprisoned in one's own personal hell. I have been there and have come back.

My invisible assailant of years gone by is becoming my friend. I'm going to die someday. The people I love will die someday. In the meantime I will risk, I will love, the best I can and as often as I can. With a new found peace I can now let you go.
 
Good-bye little John, until we meet again.
 
Love,

Dad

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The Truth 'believed' is a LIE....(Most important thing you'll ever learn)

Unless you experience something personally, first hand, you do not know whether it is the truth or not. What you know is someone's opinion of the truth, that may or may not be true..
 
The truth believed is a lie, you can only experience the truth. 

A belief is like the menu, the truth is like the meal. One is the real deal and the other is not. Here is an example.   

Newspaper Headlines around the world, in 2006, proclaimed:

TWELVE TRAPPED MINERS IN WEST VIRGINIA FOUND ALIVE

For those who believed the headline, they discovered later on that it was a lie because, in fact, the twelve miners were found dead.

People get fooled by the words of others every day... They believe the truth rather than experience the truth.

He says he loves you and you believe him and he treats you abusively. An another example of the truth believed is a lie.

The boss promises you a raise or promotion but never delivers and because you believed him, you are disappointed.

The people in the time of Christopher Columbus believed the truth, that the world was flat. Christopher Columbus proved that truth was a lie.
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The truth believed is a lie, you can only experience the truth.  Here is one such example of people dying from cancer because they believed a lie. For years, the government has preached to us about using  SUNSCREEN to prevent skin cancer. Today this story was released: - - Frederick Zappone

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WASHINGTON (May 24) -- Almost half of the 500 most popular sunscreen products may actually increase the speed at which malignant cells develop and spread skin cancer because they contain vitamin A or its derivatives, according to an evaluation of those products released today.

AOL News also has learned through documents and interviews that the Food and Drug Administration has known of the potential danger for as long as a decade without alerting the public, which the FDA denies.

The study was released with Memorial Day weekend approaching. Store shelves throughout the country are already crammed with tubes, jars, bottles and spray cans of sunscreen.

The white goop, creams and ointments might prevent sunburn. But don't count on them to keep the ultraviolet light from destroying your skin cells and causing tumors and lesions, according to researchers at Environmental Working Group.

In their annual report to consumers on sunscreen, they say that only 39 of the 500 products they examined were considered safe and effective to use.


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Most of the disappointments in life are a result of believing something someone told you as the truth.

They say: I'll love you forever 
They divorce you 10 years later.

They say: I'll call you next week.
They never do.

They say: I'll hire you next month. 
They never do give you the job.

They say: I'll meet you for lunch at 12 Noon
They never show up.

If people do what they say they will do, they spoke the truth to you. However, if you they don't do what they said, they LIED to you.

If you never want to be disappointed by people pay more attention to what they do rather than what they say.... Actions never LIE....

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If people can get you to 'react' to what they say, for better or worse, they own your soul. That's why in political campaigns, candidates attack their opponents on issues you feel most strongly about.  If they can create the emotional feeling of hate or dislike in you for their opponent, they will get your vote. 

It is my experience, backed up by scientific research. that people make all their decisions first emotionally, then they use their logic to justify your emotional decision.  Politicians knows this piece of information better than most people and use it to their advantage. Advertisers do the same thing.

The more you 'react' to situations, problems and issues, the further away you are removed from discovering what is really true and the further away you are from solving a problem that troubles you.

Love Really DOES Solve All

Willie Nelson is one smart dude. Reading his wisdom

“The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.”― Willie Nelson

“I don't remember Moses writing, 'Thou shalt not kill.. unless you think you have a good reason.”

“There are more old drunks than there are old doctors.” ― Willie Nelson

“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.”― Willie Nelson

“I don’t believe in adhering to any rules I don’t support and I didn’t vote for. To hell with what people think. Just be who you are and you’ll be happy.” ― Willie Nelson




The Tao of Willie: A Guide to the Happiness in Your Heart

Inspirational Quote About Life By Dolly Parton

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If you don't like the road you're walking, start paving another one - Dolly Parton

I'm lazy...so I let the Universe Do it For me...
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Inspirational Quote on Success By Reba McEntire

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To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone and a funny bone - Reba McEntire

I'm lazy...so I let the Universe Do it For me...
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Satisfied

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You can't ever be satisfied with your life coming from the position that everything is not okay. Things not being okay is a LIE your mind makes up. Once you believe this lie, your life, over time, will get worse and worse until you stop believing the lie. There is one simple thought that will undo the damage the lie has done in your life, click here
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Life

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Life doesn't begin working the way people want it to work until 'feeling 
good' become more important to them than feeling bad, no matter what.

Rick's Goal

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Rick is a friend of mine. His goal in life is to never disappoint himself. 
I think it is a worthwhile goal that we all should consider.

Life

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Life is not a problem to be solved, it's an adventure to be lived

The Truth Believed is a LIE - One Example

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The truth believed is a lie, you can only experience the truth.  Here is one such example of people dying from  cancer because they believed a lie. For years, the government has preached to us about using  SUNSCREEN to prevent skin cancer. Today this story was released: -- Frederick Zappone

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WASHINGTON (May 24) -- Almost half of the 500 most popular sunscreen products may actually increase the speed at which malignant cells develop and spread skin cancer because they contain vitamin A or its derivatives, according to an evaluation of those products released today.

AOL News also has learned through documents and interviews that the Food and Drug Administration has known of the potential danger for as long as a decade without alerting the public, which the FDA denies.

The study was released with Memorial Day weekend approaching. Store shelves throughout the country are already crammed with tubes, jars, bottles and spray cans of sunscreen.

The white goop, creams and ointments might prevent sunburn. But don't count on them to keep the ultraviolet light from destroying your skin cells and causing tumors and lesions, according to researchers at Environmental Working Group.

In their annual report to consumers on sunscreen, they say that only 39 of the 500 products they examined were considered safe and effective to use.

ALTERNATIVE: This is not the first time we have been told something is good for us only later on to be told that it is bad for us. This is a perfect example of the truth believed is a LIE.  In lieu of authority figures who don't know what is good or bad for you, trust your own instincts, your intuition and your connection to the 'organizing intelligence of the universe' and you will live a longer, healthier and happier life.  Don't believe what I say, trust yourself.  In the final analysis, if you can't trust yourself and your personal connection to the God of your understanding, who can you trust?

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7 Little Life Lessons

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• Happiness is being a first rate you and a second rate no one else.
• Telling your truth to yourself makes you feel lighter and brighter
• Lying to yourself makes feel heavier, darker, somber and depressed.
• Money is attracted to you when you are happy with yourself.
• Satisfaction is found in doing the ordinary extraordinarily well
• Life is easy depending upon the thoughts you think about the most 
• Your are good enough, deserving enough, worthy enough, deal with it!

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Life is an Attitude!

When I do not like something about my life, I change my attitude. The
moment I do, the circumstances in my life begin changing too. When it
comes to living a happy, healthy, prosperous life, it is our attitude about
the people, places, circumstances and events that make the difference in
our life. Attitude makes all the difference.
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Synonyms for the word Attitude: Action, angle, approach, bearing, behavior,
carriage, deportment, disposition, feeling, frame of mind, manner, mindset, mood,
perspective, philosophy, point of view, pose, position, posture, set, slant, spirit,
stance, stand, standpoint, tone, view, viewpoint