The Story of Eleven

Sometime around 2007, I started noticing these 11′s all over the place. What? You say. That’s what I said. It was a very gradual thing, but maybe for instance I’d get in the car and drive somewhere and the DJ on the radio would announce, “It’s currently 11:11 and we’re breaking to go on remote to such and such location…” He introduces the fun event. Maybe a grand opening for a new garden center where they’re giving away hot dogs and coffee and offering a big “Jumpy Castle” for the kids. It’s the kind of thing that tempts you to swing by even though there’s no way you need another coffee and a hot dog after some sardines and toast doesn’t seem right. I skipped on that notion and stopped at the thrift instead.

It seems at this point the universe really wants to feed me despite any sardines and toast. The thrift is decorated with balloons and there is a table laid out with decorated cakes and a coffee pot. I’m greeted with a “welcome” and informed they are celebrating their 11th anniversary. I’m more enthusiastic about the idea I can get 30% off my purchases than I am about the cake and coffee, but I happily accept the goodies and peruse the children’s books. I leave with “The Harvest Queen” and enter back outside upon the spring day wondering why I bought an autumn book at this time of year and why I persist in collecting children’s books despite the fact my kids are grown. I’m too busy enjoying the sunshine and the cozy downtown street of Olds, Alberta. I’m thinking about how lucky I am to live near a community like this.

The kind of status quo for those times was marked by a consistent pace of chores interrupted by the occasional outing. It still wasn’t marked consciously by the observance of The Elevens. As I’ve mentioned, there’s no one single identifiable moment that I can remember “before” it really dawned on me. It’s a bit irksome to this day. Kind of like having the words of a song on the tip of your tongue, but you can’t quite remember. Logically it seems there should be one time that I can remember that I truly took notice, but I can’t. The best I can do is return to these “example days” or “random days”. I don’t know what else to call them.

They were strings of time before “the before” until I got to after “the after” which I can identify. That happened in Prague. That was like the dot on the exclamation mark— the quintessential moment that had me awestruck. If I had any remaining residue of thinking that it may have been a mere coincidental type of phenomenon, it was gone. I’ll share the Prague experience a little later, but first it’s apropos to share some of the “lead ups”.

I was working as a volunteer in the hospital and tinkering with screenwriting here and there. One typical day has me taking a trip in to do a home-care visit and stop-off to pick up some salad greens. I find myself waiting in a line-up at the grocery store and one of the staff directs me to come over to a different till where there is no line and I notice she’s leading me to checkout number 11. “Really!” I’m thinking. The customer service person is leading me over and the girl at #11 is waving “Come on over”. The two 1′s all lit up, the smiles, the direction, the waving. It doesn’t get any better than this. The distant beeping sound at the checkouts, the mundane of everyday exchanges becomes something more— something else, something closer to what is a little more real. A little more right.

11-28.jpgAnd then the really strange. She rings up my order and behold, the total comes to the precise amount of 11 dollars.

Now let’s go to what I’ll call, The Movie Moment.

One evening, I had an amusing circumstance occur where I went to the movies and tried to order a hot dog at the concessions. Tried is the key word here. The young fellow serving me has lovely blue eyes that sparkle with a certain kind of light and yet, he looks at me very apologetically and declares it will be about a half an hour. Now although this has nothing to do with “eleven” as far as I know, it was one of those moments happening during this time-scape I’ll call it that really had me feeling like was the one in a movie and here I was “at” a movie.

I think the young man thought I was going to react with anger, but it was so absurd I had to smile and repeat it to him, “A half an hour?” “Yes,” he replied now realizing my amusement. A lot happened in the next moment. Like time had collapsed in upon itself. I think I considered some random fact that I was unaware of that made the whole affair of serving a hot dog more complex than previously thought.

Maybe the wieners had to revolve around on their little wire skewers in the magic hot dog machine for so many rotations before being technically safe to serve and maybe the machine had to pre-heat for a certain length of time and maybe the young fellow had just came on shift and the last server had failed to load the machine and maybe, too, the buns were scheduled for delivery, but they were delayed. Or maybe it was the cheese. Hadn’t I ordered a cheese dog? Maybe the cheese was delayed. In any case, it’s amazing how many random thoughts you can pack inside a single moment, but it seems like they rolled on out.

This beautiful moment expanded where I looked into his blue eyes— eyes that said, I really do want to serve you some food, but the hot dog or cheese dog, couldn’t be achieved that fast and I recognized that he and I were having a moment of connection that no one else in the crowd of the movie theatre lobby was experiencing.

That movie moment, I will not have to search for. It was like a meeting of minds. Like the Spock mind meld, but a friendly one. “That’s OK,” I said. “I’ll have some fries.” This “movie moment” lacking any 11 was maybe some kind of trigger that had me thinking such things like, “They wanna give me hot dogs and coffee for free and I just finished toast and sardines, but then when I want to pay for a lilly old hot dog… This is hilarious. And maybe, just maybe I thought that this seemingly random collection of circumstances weren’t so random after all. I was extremely grateful for the fries and departed with a happy feeling that I can’t explain.

On another random day, sometime after the hot dog incident, I was cleaning out my emails and there were 111 in my inbox. That’s not that many in my inbox. I tend to like to save them up for some reason. A little while after, I needed to get with the program and get the chores done and I was baking cookies for The Reading Program at the school. (It was my answer to collecting children’s books).

11 pyramid.pngI did my thing, moving about the house, multi-tasking. You know how the clocks in your house are all a little bit different— a few minutes off. (Well, they are unless you are extremely precise) So here I am on said random day. I might be putting cookies in to bake and it’s 8:11. Then I go downstairs to fold laundry and a little later I tidy the spare bedroom and the digital clock reads 8:11 ten minutes later. Now maybe something is starting to break through my subconscious, but what. The day continues. A few trays of cookies later. The Reading Program. Some dishes. The typical day-to-day chores continue.

The next day I decide to Google 11:11 and I discover I’m not alone. A whole bunch of people it appears are having the same experience and they are all asking the same thing. What does it mean? There are, many different answers. Some people think it’s a “wake up” call for something, but they don’t know what. A little later, another random day, the phone rings. I’m called by a friend who asks if I can take her in to get her prescription filled. I drop everything and head over to her place. I enter into her kitchen where she is haphazardly trying to gather up her purse and a crocheting project she likes to take with her when she’s waiting for a doctor’s appointment. I busy myself while she’s getting her things together and wash some of the dishes for her. It’s at this moment that I notice the clock on her coffee pot is reading 11:11. Is this enough to wake me up? Now it’s like the numbers are following me around.

Several other “encounters” happened before I mentioned it to my husband. I don’t think he thought too much about it at first until it started happening to us at the same time.

Different DJ, different time, but he proclaims on the radio, “It’s currently eleven-eleven. We are monitoring a slow down in traffic on the… ” Instinctively, we turned to each other like we were reading each other’s mind. As if to say, “Alright. Maybe a little coincidence.” And then we’d stop off to pick up a burger and fries and the cashier asks my husband very politely, “Anything else, Sir?” To which he replies, “No that’s it”. And she proclaims, “Alright that’ll be $11.11. Needless to say we gave each other another look. I don’t know where it is right now, but I know at the time I had saved the receipt.

The strangest thing of all was when we arrived in Prague. Here we had traveled all the way over the ocean, been on a cruise, been on planes, rented a car and were driving to our Hotel room and we turned on three different streets and witness 3 – #11 busses in the span of a couple of minutes. I’m thankful that my husband was witnessing this Twilight Zone phenomenon together with me because I don’t think I would have believed my eyes if I was alone. “Did you see that?!” I said. And he’s not an over-reactor, but this was making him wonder, too.

These kinds of things continued. We’d get placed in #11 rooms. I thought he was playing a prank on me. “Did you ask for Room #11?” I asked him. “No.” He replied. I looked hard at him thinking I might be able to see a trickster lurking. “No, really,” he said again. And soon the numbers would start shifting. Not just 11s, but repeating numbers. 222, 333, 444, 555 etc…

I see today that those numbers were messages. I can’t explain how it could have happened, but then again I can’t explain anything much anyway. What I do know is that I’ve come to learn that the letter, Kaph, כ is the 11th letter of the Hebrew alphabet and has a value of 20. Yes. 2020 would be Kaph-Kaph. And Kaph-Kaph would be a significant “wake-up” call. Twenty-twenty vision is a very good thing to have and is something we need moving forward.

In 2020 we are witnessing the re-structuring of the world. We have arrived. We are still safe, but we need to recognize the signs around us and pay attention to the things that really matter. If we do, we will have unbelievable moments like we never imagined.

The Junk Drawer

Awhile back, I knew a lady who helped operate a museum/thrift store existing within the walls of a little old white church. Upon browsing the curiosities, I noticed a beautiful box-like structure, covered in some kind of plaster in which all kinds of little things had been pressed– buttons, thimbles, pins, wooden spools for thread, safety pins, bottle caps. I was touched by the sincerity of the expression of the unseen hand that had put this all together, with what most certainly was a lot of love. junkdrawer01I imagine those things came out of a junk drawer and the person that had an attachment to them, recognized their value by creating this artifact.

Very quickly my little moment of contemplation was interrupted by a female voice behind me, an attendant caretaker working behind the till. “That’s not for sale,” she said, “Frieda’s mother had made it.” Frieda managed the community thrift in close proximity to the museum. Typically the goods, once sorted, made their way to one of two places: either the antique store and museum in the old church or, alternatively, the community thrift. The finer things went to the museum and were consequently sold as antiques, for a higher price or not sold at all, but found a home where they could be appreciated by many travellers passing through the little town.

Simple enough one would think to sort the quality of the items, but I’m sure it’s not so. Like the sound of wind chimes speaking to the soul, the old box covered in plaster and things that probably landed in the junk drawer had spoken to the one who determined their importance, spending the precious commodity called time to caretake over them– those things that almost always wind up in a drawer with such an unfortunate name.

How often in life do we fail to acknowledge that the little things have greater value than we think. If, today, in fact, we think at all, bothering to take the time to do so, since we are increasingly governed on auto-pilot by apps promising to do more for us and quicker. Always we think, quicker is better. Indeed, that box covered with plaster and all those little things took more time and attention than most people today care to allow in their daily smart phone-worlds which, in fact may, by revelation, turn out to be quite phoney.

It’s amazing indeed, that something made by someone no longer living can reach down through time and mesmerize the eye of the current beholder. It’s amazing how the value of the seemingly insignificant can be raised to the level of museum quality rather than merely the community thrift side of things– something so priceless it can only be called soul. It manifests into this world by those actions we focus our attention upon, for the right reason. The priceless things in reality, it turns out, are often the very things that people take for granted.

Unfortunately, we spend our lives placing our time and consequently our money on things that really have very little value in the scheme of things.

What pay-off do we have if all our resources go to the wrong place? It’s interesting to think of how the things that matter to the soul can’t be sold, just like that plaster box is not just any old plaster box, the same goes with how we value anything that has meaning. What matters to one may seem little and foolish to another, but most important is that we value people, especially the ones who need it most. Let’s consider for a moment:

Proverbs 21:13 says, Whoso stoppeth his ears at the cry of the poor, he also shall cry himself, but shall not be heard.

It is up to us to value the homeless people who have wound up in society’s junk drawer and recognize what they teach us about ourselves and where we are placing our attention.

It is given to each of us a portion and of that portion we must make the most to see that “the good” gets spread around appropriately. Yes, our leaders must be equitable, but we cannot expect them to wave magic wands to solve the problems of the world. We, as individuals, must take personal responsibility for the issues that face the homeless, the disabled and handicapped, the mentally ill, the working poor, the overworked business person, the starving artist, the burnt out nurse and doctor, the confused over passionate person like me who can barely eat sometimes because she’s too wound up, and the many people who, very soon, will be out of work due to our new technologies.

If we treat the homeless like they belong in the “Junk Drawer” of society’s priorities, we are missing a very important point. These are probably some of the best souls that we currently have on the planet. Souls that were so sincere and delicate, they could not tolerate the false foundations that our world has been built upon– foundations that wouldn’t exist if people knew the truth.

Nature has so much bounty. Try working with it and you will see. Grow a tomato and try and count the seeds. It would take a very long time just to do that.

People need to be allowed to work with their soul, to recognize that the current school systems are so geared towards perpetuating themselves they have forgotten the most important thing. It is not merely human intellectual pursuits that matter. To have that at the forefront of our educational system is in great error and if not corrected will cause much suffering in society as a whole on all levels as we shall see. Making proper changes is the only thing we should make haste with since our world is on fire and no one wants to live in a burning house.

The question of what changes need to be made will need to come from deep within the souls of each individual person upon this planet. It is incumbent upon all of us now to recognize if we do not make necessary changes in our own personal lives and scrutinize how we can build more positive structures with a moral core as its foundation, then we will face greater tribulation.

I have a bible I found at the community thrift. Strange, it really should have been located at the museum, but I was fortunate for where it was placed because I couldn’t afford it had it been classed as “antique”.

The book has a navy blue cover. It’s a King James Version, a 1967 edition.

Mathew 4 reads:

Then was Jesus led up by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tested by the devil. And when he had fasted forty days and forty nights, he was afterward |hungry|.

And when the tempter came to him, he said, If thou be the Son of God, command that these stones be made bread.

But he answered and said, “It is written, Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God.”

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There is much to learn from scripture whether you study in English or Hebrew and there exist many faiths in various languages that bear the same seeds of truth and yield positive fruits.

Today, however, we witness to the fact that cheap fast food is placed higher on our priorities than quality bread made at home or in a small “caring” bakery. If we really understood how little food we need to live, if it were of good quality, we would understand how we have been misled.

People race foolishly around, not knowing what is the matter. They sit in idling vehicles breathing exhaust so that they can drink another coffee in a paper cup.

Let’s think of children for a moment. They are very close to the soul because they just came over from that other place. They can sense the falseness even if they don’t understand.

Children’s spirits need feeding. All of the ice cream in the world will not satisfy the human soul. It’s time to live the truth and it will set us free.

Haileevale

Perceiving Reality

Perceiving Reality


“Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.” – Albert Einstein



Our view of the world is constantly being filtered through our culture, we perceive that culture as reality through our senses – sight, smell, taste, sound and touch. Basically we create our own realities through our physical inputs.senses

Everything we perceive as being outside of ourselves is really coming from within. Each of us sees the world a little differently. Our brain receives in the neighborhood of 10 million bits of information every second, but you might only process 10000 if you’re lucky. The brain filters the millions of bits through our senses and our beliefs which use it the way we have learned to our cultures and society. For most individuals these are the ways we have been actually taught to view and live our lives, a generally scientific view – if I can see it, hear it, touch it, smell it, taste it – then it must be real. These somewhat objective and mechanical means do well for the most part.

What of everything else, that we are told exists but can never actually use our own physical inputs with? What of the multitude of things that objectivity and science has sprung on us after mankind has been repeatedly told they doesn’t exist. Ask yourself: Is it that the world exists and I’m here observing it, or is it that I exist and through my perception I create the reality around me at every moment?

Columbus sailed the ocean, and as he drew closer to North America, a Native American on the shore looking out at the sea, simply would not have seen the approaching ships, oh they may see something, but you see they had never seen sailing ships before so they had no picture installed in their minds, one that could tell them that “a big house sailing on the water is coming towards us (a ship)!” They would have observed a shape and movement on the sea, understood that something was happening. But would have had no idea what.columbus

By concentrating on what was was there, an image would have gradually formed in there mind until it became a clearly identifiable object – what we know of as a ship. Only then would they see and be able to describe it to his or her people. This image was then also depicted in their imagination.

Do we truly only see what’s inside us? If we have no form or mold of an object inside our mind, can we recognize it, without a shift in our perception? The next logical question then, is whether the perceptions we get from our inputs is uniformly the same to everyone before it has went through our filters, or are we merely responding to patterns that we have been trained with throughout our lives? Does what I perceive differ from another person perceives? If I do not recognize a given form and cannot perceive it with my five senses then does it actually exist?

These types of questions this knowledge is somewhat difficult whether we’ve read about it before or not. I mean, it always feels like there are things outside of me. If I walk barefoot on the sand near the water I feel the soft dampness of the wet sand under my feet or if I buy chocolate ice cream I feel the cold spark as soon as the ice cream enters my mouth, followed by the sweet taste of the chocolate. So what does that mean, that I’m creating this reality for myself? Is the whole world around me just one big illusion?

On the one hand, I’m told that my reality is limited to my five senses and I do not perceive everything around me, and on the other hand I’m told that I can only perceive something if I know it. So the problem is how am I supposed to perceive this new reality when I have absolutely no idea about it, what it – this new form – is like? How do I? Where do I receive these new forms?

This would be accomplished in the same way that the Indian described the ship to his tribe, and they then developed the image of this big house floating on the water in their minds, by simply listening to nature and others who have already gained those new forms, in this way we expand our own realities and help others expand there’s.

Existence operates on a “equivalence of form”, by listening for and to those equivalencies instead of culture and society, we are able to absorb the forms and mold what would otherwise be unavailable to us. Some would call this meditation or communing.

There are many levels of existence, from the smallest that we are unable to see to the largest which again we are unable to see, those levels of existence have been blocked from our physical senses, most individuals are incapable of registering even the smallest perception of them. Those levels are worlds unto themselves, our upper and lower worlds if you like. By attaining and implanting new forms and molds we allow ourselves the capability to perceive a reality that would otherwise be hidden from our inputs or senses and give birth to a new perception of reality.

When we learn how to recognize existence and the operating forces behind it we can understand why many things happen as they do, possibly even what our role may be within this illusion we call “reality.” Learning of how to recognize the operating forces in life and getting the guidance on how to equalize our form within nature is precisely what we all need to learn.

Try this…. Take a minute to look around you. Are you in a familiar place or somewhere new? Stop reading this, and just look around you. Pick out an object, maybe something you hadn’t noticed before, and focus your attention on it. If you really focus it’ll get brighter and seem more “real” than it was when it was just an unnoticed piece of the background noise in your life. Now, try to view your surroundings from the point of the object. Some people can do this with no effort while for others it takes some time and concentration. Depending on how adept you are at focusing your concentration, you may notice a slight shift in your perception – a weird jump in realty, where you are suddenly viewing the world from a different perspective.

Did it work? Whether you noticed anything or not, your perception did change, albeit for just an instant.

face“Everything you see, hear or experience in any way at all is specific to you. You create your universe by perceiving it, so everything in the universe you perceive is specific to you.” – Douglas Adams


Webbingz, Connectionz are what Matterz!

Ingredients for success

In order for us as human beings to accomplish something meaningful we need to do a few specific things.  Ingredients for success if you like.  We have to ‘Want something that doesn’t exist’.  It doesn’t have to be anything more than it is ‘Attainable’ after that it only needs to be ‘Specific’.  We’re not talking about an everyday type of want, like what you want to eat, or to have a nice place to live, a fancy car or lots of money. Get the idea in your mind.  Do you have it?overcome

Now ask yourself What If?  What if you could attain it?  What would it look like?  Don’t forget, It has to be specific.  This is not going to happen over night, but it won’t necessarily take the rest of you life either.  This is something you really want and are willing to work for.  For many of us this may be the hardest part of the entire process.

Do you have it in mind?  Be as specific as possible.  Now write it down, just as specifically as you thought about it.  Make the writing large enough that you can read it from a few feet away, something that you could place on your mirror and see every time you look at yourself, then place it where you will see it all the time, someplace you  can’t help but see all the time.  If we want it, write it down and place it in a highly visible place.  It will happen.

Each time you see it, each time you read it, you will believe it a little more.  More and more and more.  Slowly it will come to be a mantra for us a belief so powerful that our unconscious mind will take over thinking and working on it.

create-opportunitiesThis will be something that would otherwise not normally exist.  A goal that otherwise would not happen, you will have to use your creativity to imagine it and achieve it.  Most goals are simple they are just the next step, ways that are already proven.  We want to achieve things that haven’t been done by us or maybe even by anyone.  ‘Exponential Change’.  Don’t start with what is possible but with what seems impossible….  you’ll know its the right goal when it takes some courage to even think it.

Make sure you write it down so you don’t let yourself off the hook, and personally commit to it.  Place it it where it will be seen by you all the time, no one else has to see it, but you do.  Now within twenty four hours take some kind of action to achieve it. Anything that starts you on the path to its accomplishment.

If you do this here’s what will happen, the universe will come to your aide.  I don’t know how it works, and I don’t care, it just does.  We don’t know how electricity works, but when we flip the switch it does.  The universe likes goals, write them down, commit to them and take action on them.  The universe will come to your aide.  Maybe you’ll meet someone, see something, read something that tweaks something within you.  It may not be the exact angle to get there, but its a way to get to the next step,  In other circumstances you may not have even thought it would apply, but because you set the goal and committed to it, the universe is helping you out in creative ways.

When something is working, don’t limit the success you could have, as humans we tend to get scared of things we don’t know about.  I’m not saying there shouldn’t be some healthy caution, but don’t limit your success, before you even give it a chance.

What If?  What would it look?  What if I could?  askThe world is your limit.  A test you can apply to yourself to see if you might be able to accomplish it is this.   Are you alive?  …Then you could.   There is a profound and divine reason we are all here.  That reason is to do everything we can for others, in that reason, with our creativity and commitment to accomplishing it, nothing is impossible.

How do we motivate ourselves how do we motivate those around us?  Well that’s simple we’ve been taught since we came into this world the same way, Reward and punishment, clean up your mess or get grounded, get good grades or you’ll fail, make more money get the things you want.  As human beings we’ve been taught this from early on, lets get a perspective on this, this is the exact way we train animals.

What sets us apart as human beings is our ability to respond to the most powerful motivational force on this planet, our sense of purpose.  Why we do what we do means everything to us.  If you want to get more out of yourself, more out of those around you, more out of your lives, more out of your careers remember why you do what you do, what your fundamental purpose is.  It works.

We all have these great purposes in our lives.  Some are just in smaller circles of influence.  Yours might be in a relationship, as a parent, as part of your community, spiritually.  They are the reasons we do what we do, the way we spend our time.  Write them down and ask yourself, are you limiting what you can do, by driving with the breaks on?

Most of us are.  I’m going to do it, maybe tomorrow.  We see it all the time.  If we want to take the breaks off we need to resolve to become the best at whatever our purpose is.  We’re all guilty of coasting as soon as something starts working.  Good becomes the enemy of great.  What would it take you to become the best?  Write it down, right now.  Write these questions down and there answers.  It won’t take long, you already know the answers.  We know what we need to do, we just don’t do it.  If you do, it will change your life.

optimismYou’re worth it, you only have so much time on this planet, if it’s worth your time to do something it’s worth your time to do it right.  What if? What would it look like? What if I could?  Set your sights on goals that don’t exist.  Become the best at what you do or want.  Live your life to its fullest.   You have a purpose.  We can change people’s lives.  We can change our lives.  Life is a wonderful thing.

Read the first chapter, Access Your Potential

 

Learning to Unite

growLife is not a solo affair.  It’s a constant collaboration. At home, work, during our hobbies and social affairs.  We crave the company of others.  It can be one or it can be many but the feeling is the same, when others are around we feel more…  What?  Happy, at ease, comfortable, adventurous, the list goes on and on.  Those feelings are not just part of you and me they are a part of everything.

Life starts and goes on, from the moment we are born until the time we are no longer a part of this reality, we search for others.  We feel the need to surround ourselves with those who care about us and support us.  For the lucky ones, they find those others at an early time in their lives.  The not so lucky spend enormous amounts of time and energy looking for those who can provide to us what it is we need.

branchesThese feelings are not just within humans. They are built into the very fabric of our universe.  in all the vast distances of space, everything is looking for a connection to something else.  The sub-atomic level of our existence is made up of protons and electrons which bind themselves together thus creating a purpose for themselves in the creation of the elements.  Those elements then look to bind with others of there kind and with other elements to make up everything we feel, see and think is our life and world.  It’s a built in component of our entire existence.
Yet… those same feelings of wanting to be with others, live intricately alongside feelings of wanting to be special and different, the squeaky wheel, the standout.  The one others look to when they… feel the need to be with others.  How is it that we can have these opposing urges within us sometimes at the seemingly same time?  Electrons trying to pull others in while at the same time trying to push others away.  Life is certainly complex.

The intrinsic processes of wanting for ourselves (ego), and wanting for others (altruism) are fundamental to our well being.  They are the Yin and Yan of all life.  Ego is our drive forward our desire to have, to standout, to receive.  Altruism is bestowal of giving, our conscience if you will.  They are the fundamental laws of all existence.  When in balance they work flawlessly with each other, if no balance occurs we have interminable problems.  It matters not whether we are speaking on a emotional level or any other.  There reciprocal relationship is what makes everything what it is.

We cannot be islands unto ourselves, our networks, and groups, make the difference between success and failure. maintainThis is true whether you hope to succeed at a personal, business or spiritual level.  We must challenge ourselves get to know others, share your thoughts, feelings, appreciations your likes and dislikes.  It is only through these types of discourse can we fully learn to bestow on others what is they need.  Through that bestowal we will provide what society, nature and ourselves what is required.

Connectionz Are What Matterz!