The Sea Is High: Mid-Life Crisis

“I'm 45 for a moment,
The sea is high,
And I'm heading into a crisis,
Chasing the years of my life.“

          -from 100 Years, written by John Ondrasik

The song 100 Years was quite popular several years ago; so much so that it was used in a credit card commercial that showed us why a certain card was so good for us for our entire life.  Yes, we all got sick of the song and were glad to see it move down the charts and into a feel good place in our memory.  And when we hear it now it brings back fond memories of that year, or that time in our life, or we remember how overexposed it got and we still hate it!

The lyric I have cited had deep meaning for me when the song was popular.  I was around 45 years old at the time, and things in my life were not going according to the script I had written many years earlier.  The sea in my life had risen to a very high level, and I knew each and every day that a crisis was just around the corner.  The only questions were which corner and when I would find it.  There had already been plenty of times when we had to pull out the life rafts until the water could be bailed off of the good ship Nagy, but we always managed to re-board and proceed with life, hoping that a happier ending was in store; hoping being the operative word.  Most of the time I was sailing along without GPS or a functioning compass, not sure of how both got broken.

The day my now ex-wife decided to stay on vacation with the kids was the day the water came on board so fast that one man could not save the ship.  The hope for my marriage was all but extinguished, an end that I saw coming, but felt clueless and powerless to stop.  Clueless?  Yes, I had no idea how I had gotten there.  Powerless, you might ask?  Yes, because when I was in the center of the hurricane I could not see what was causing it.  I later figured out that it was…ME!  I was off course because I had not locked in the coordinates for the dream that I once had with my spouse, or even in my own mind.  Let me explain…

I began wondering during my walk today if many people, men and women alike, reach middle age and see that a something is on the horizon, a dim figure, so far away that they cannot make out what it is or where it is headed.  And without knowing those things, they maintain their course with very little to worry about.  In my continued wondering, I then determined that the unidentifiable object on the horizon is the time when we check in with ourselves, seeing where we stand against the hopes and dreams that we had when we were younger.  In those dreams we had enough to put the kids through college, we had enough to retire, the kids were very well adjusted with no issues of their own, our parents were wonderful grandparents and emotionally supportive, and so on.  My guess is that there are very few of us that have lived out the dream just like we laid it down in our youth, or like we laid it down with our spouse or significant other.  And I also bet that when the difference between the dream and the reality of today reaches a certain magnitude, then a mid-life crisis appears.

I thought that I had done a lot of things to attain the dream: college, grad school, worked for major companies, got great performance reviews, and so on.  What I now realize is that there were many things I did not do: I did not write down the dream in goal form, I did not make sure that the dream of my spouse was coordinated with the dream that I was wishing for, I did not stay conscious of the things that were important to me.  I fell into the trap that many of us fall into, particularly when stress begins to be an everyday occurrence: I became an amalgam of all of the people who raised me and I did all the things that they did when they were under stress.  I yelled at my wife.  I yelled at the kids.  I found funding wherever I could.  I shut down emotionally with my wife.  I literally did everything I swore I would never do the day I left my family for college.

How?  Why?  Every experience we have, from the moment our brains begin to work while we are still in our Mother’s tummy until today, is stored in the marvelous machine we call the brain.  And if we are not fully conscious of what we are doing and where we are going, the brain is very willing to pull chapters from our lives for us to replay.  “Let’s see: when Dad had this stressful situation he lost control and yelled at the kids.  Check.”  And we do it.  We later regret it and remember exactly what Dad did, but we did it anyway.  Because we are so stressed that our life is not what we thought it would be, and we are so obsessed and/or worried about how to get it on track, that we are not and cannot consciously live OUR dream.  We are really living the dream/nightmare that we saw when we were growing up.  And that can make not living the dream all the more painful.

Mid-life crisis?  Yes, I guess that I had mine, but I do not have a Corvette or a vacation house bought on impulse, nor do I have a young, hot blonde on my arm.  What I do have is a consciousness of what happened, my role in what happened, and a very strong resolve to live the second half of my life by a script that I have recently written:

• Love my children as best as I can.
• Find work that I enjoy doing.
• Get out of debt.
• Share all of the love and goodness that I can find with as many people as life allows.

I never thought that Saint Peter was going to ask for my balance sheet when I showed up at the pearly gates, and, for me, that is a good thing!

Until Next Time,

Julius

HOW WE BECOME WHO WE BECOME: Part V

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We are human beings.  We like to have fun.  We love to be pleased.  We love pleasing others…in every way imaginable.  And all of the things we choose to do come from our experience, our comfort zone, our individual map of what is good to do and what is not so good to do.  We sometimes look outside our comfort zone, and even allow others to take us outside our comfort zones.  But we live 99% of our lives within the parameters we have learned previously.  Much of what we do we do not even think about!  The routines of our everyday lives are automatic.  We wake at the same time each day.  We have the same things for each meal.  We are on autopilot, even in our interactions with others.  And most of the time, this serves us well, giving us no reason to do anything different.

Then what happens to our lives when the comfort zones that have been built in our minds begin to not work so well?  The decisions we had been making without thinking very much are no longer getting us the desired results, and we don’t even see the impact on those around us.  There is stress at home, with the spouse and with the kids.  There is stress at the office.  There are missed commitments.  There are missed or cancelled appointments.  We are not on our “A” game, and those who we are closest to can see it.  They may even, usually after some period of time, mention something to us, and we tell them that they are imagining things.  So we keep on doing the same things, and the list of things that are no longer working is getting longer.  And then we begin to notice some things going not so well.  And we take notice and fix things for a day, or two, or three, and then we are right back walking the destructive path.

How do I know?  I lived it!  And I lived it with the people I loved most, my wife and kids, for the better part of 17 years.  For most of that time, I swore that it was not me that had changed, but everyone around me.  Logic should tell us that when many people notice that things are not right, it is us who need to adjust, but we are in serious denial because we are living off of our map, and it has been right all of this time, right?  Instead of using the shovel to fill in the holes in our life, we just keep digging, and the hole gets bigger.  And one day it gets so big that everything we know just vanishes into it!

What do we expect when our loved ones are telling us that we need help and we deny that we do and redirect that THEY are the problem?  Why would sane people continue to live in a world that gets more chaotic each and every day?  After some time, they don’t.  They get it, and they see that leaving is the only sane alternative.  And with them, they take our comfort zone, the day-to-day life that we were mostly enjoying and had become used to, even the chaos!  What are we to do???

There are several options…some of which might lead us to a better place…some might just continue the nightmare.  The bottom line is that we need to take a long, hard look into the person in the mirror and answer some really tough questions.  And that is where we will go next time…with my sharing the steps that I had to take to figure things out!

Until Next Time!

Julius

HOW WE BECOME WHO WE BECOME: Part IV

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Throughout our school years, no matter how long they last, we are acquiring information and building our comfort zones.  At some point, we begin to realize that the things that we see and hear are either consistent with what we have come to believe, or inconsistent to some degree.  It is at this point when we begin to alter the zone that exists to be more consistent with our current values and beliefs.  We may choose to reinforce the lessons taught by our parents and family and friends, or we may choose to modify for any number of reasons.  Those reasons for change could be guided by new friends, the love of our life, the politics we choose to follow, the realization that our family is not a good model for how we want to live our life, etc.  The point here is that our comfort zones are evolutionary, constantly changing to some degree, based on what we encounter in the world we live in.

It is here where the bad elements that have been previously installed may come into play.  If our comfort zones include places where bad influences are alright in small doses, we may grow into accepting those influences in increasing doses until they begin to negatively impact our lives.  This becomes more possible when we move away from the limits imposed by our parents.  Drugs and alcohol are the two that are most obvious, but the evils of overeating, excessive sex, narcissism, gambling, and so on can be just as distracting and destructive to a developing life.  The endorphins that are released when we are feeling pleasure are powerful substances, driving us in directions that may not be in our best interests.  Our comfort zones do not make wholesale changes overnight, and the changes are in fact so subtle that we often do not even see them happening.  We may even have the same values and deeply rooted beliefs, but we fool ourselves into believing that our current behavior is consistent with who we really are.

And some of us may reach the stage when we see that we are a lot like the people who raised us.  Even though they taught us from their experience, the lure of pleasure was so strong that they were not able to live without the temptations of life on Earth.  And how do we feel when we realize that we are like our parents?  When we hear ourselves say the exact same things that we hated hearing as a kid and swore that we would never say ourselves?  For some, I suppose that it could be reinforcing and comforting.  For others, it could be enough to scare us into a major shift in our comfort zones.  And many of us never see it coming, and continue down the same paths.

But what happens when our comfort zones no longer work for us?  When the things we hold dear to us begin to slip away, when the things we allow ourselves to be seduced into begin intrude upon who we want to be, what we want to have, where we want to go?  What happens when we are kicked from our comfort zones, with no safety net to catch us?  What do we do to save ourselves?  Physically?  Emotionally?  Spiritually?  Mentally?  We will begin to explore one man’s journey in our next installment.

Until Next Time,

Julius

HOW WE BECOME WHO WE BECOME: Part III

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As we grow from infants to school age, the inputs into our minds continue, and they come from an increasing variety of sources.  We may have playmates, who have caretakers.  We may have relatives in our age group, and they too have caretakers.  We begin to be mesmerized by television, either broadcast or videos of our favorite characters.  We may even begin to enjoy music.  And all of this input streams into our minds outside of our control.

And then we go off to school (or day care, or preschool), and begin the years of spending a lot of time with people who we are not related to, and really know very little about.  We trust that our teachers have been schooled properly to hold a job with such great responsibility, but you never really know.  And all of their teachings continue to barrage our brains with information, building upon the layers that went before them, and constructing the framework by which future input will be processed and stored.

Some of the things that get stored into our minds at this stage are relatively unimportant.  The way we pronounce certain words, like “creek,” are defined by our families and the region of the country where we grow up.   Whether we call it “soda” or “pop” or “a Coke” again is dependent on factors that have little to do with us.  But there are many things that have been installed that will be important the rest of our lives.  We learn how to react when people threaten us or speak ill to us.  We learn about hugging and kissing.  We learn the value of birthdays and other celebrations.  We learn how to apologize.  We learn what it means to apologize.  We learn to forgive others who do wrong to us, or we learn to hold a grudge against them.  We learn how to worship our respective superior beings.  We basically learn how to treat other people.  And we learn how to treat ourselves.  We learn all of this by observing life around us, and we have no say in what we see and what we hear.  We do not know when to leave the room, or we cannot leave the room.  The building blocks to our comfort zone are laid by people other than us!  And as a child, we are given no choice but to be there, and we do not know what to accept as good and what to reject as not so good.  We are sponges!

And unfortunately for some of us, we learn some things that will not exactly help us as we grow older.  We learn that families argue and use bad words.  We learn that sometimes the arguments progress into people hitting loved ones.  We see that apologies are not always forthcoming from people who feel they are right in doing these things.  We see that celebrations are occasions to drink to excess, or the time to ingest recreational drugs.  And because we see the people who have helped to program our minds doing these things, they become OK for us, maybe not at that moment, but when we reach the right age.  And it all goes into our minds, building our comfort zone with no editing from us.

Fortunately for most of us, the good stuff that enters our minds far outnumbers the bad pieces of information our young brains process.  But as we will begin to see next time, it only takes a few bad bits to spoil the whole deal.

Until Next Time,

Julius

HOW WE BECOME WHO WE BECOME: Part II

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Now that we are a real, living infant, our brains are being barraged with information every second of our lives, and from more sources than mom and dad.  And all of that information is being processed and stored for future use.  How we are responded to when we are crying, when we are wet, when we are hungry, when we are lonely, when we are cold, when we are warm, and so on.  And we have no idea how it will impact things in the future.

But it had to impact things in the future.  One thing that I came to realize was that each piece of information that our brain processes has an influence on how the next piece of information is processed.  Where did this idea come from?  Brain scientists are learning that our brains actually grow as we learn.  They believe that as we learn new things, the brain is making space in which to store those things.  Think of your brain growing as a vine grows.  Where the vine grows in the future is determined by where it has been in the past.  If it follows a crack, it will continue along that crack until it is forced to go elsewhere.  Science is telling us that it is much the same process in our minds.

They have also discovered that each brain stores things, like images, differently from how another brain stores the exact same image.  The texture goes in one location, the coloring in another, any shading, sound, etc. each going in its own location.  When we are asked to retrieve that image, our brains can pull all of the elements together and reproduce the original sight of the image.  No, our brain pulls the image together based on what it processed for us in the first place.  And that processing was based on all of the information it processed before you saw that image.  And since your experiences were different than mine, your brain processed it differently than did my brain.  Hence, your recall will not be exactly the same as mine, or exactly the same as anybody else’s mental reproduction of the same image.

Now, let’s go back to thinking about of an infant’s life.  The major parameters of importance would seem to be to stay happy and content, and to complain when not happy and content.  Pretty simple stuff.  So we can say that babies like to be in their comfort zone, and that comfort zone is defined by how people have taken care of them and how their brains have processed that caretaking.  I believe that this comfort zone is something we carry with us for most of our lives.  In the early days of my product development career I had occasion to be involved in discussions concerning the scents that should be used in air fresheners and cleaning products.  In those categories of products, floral scents are very popular.  I believe that one of the reasons why, particularly for those us who were babies before the mid-1980’s, is the use of Johnson & Johnson’s baby powder.  That gentle floral fragrance has a special place in our minds, a place where we were comfortable and pampered.  And even for those who prefer different fragrances, the light floral scent is not very offensive at all.

In Part III, the infant leaves the home from time to time, and the processing begins to get more interesting.

Until Next Time,

Julius

HOW WE BECOME WHO WE BECOME: Part I

Over the past two years, I have spent considerable time thinking how things in my life could have gone so wrong.  After all, I did all of the things that I was taught and told that I had to do to have a wonderful life: I did great in grade school, I got a scholarship to high school, I got grants to go to the college of my choice, and I went right to graduate school and got my doctorate.  So why did my family move away from me?  Why did my job go away, again?  Why am I sitting in a huge financial hole?  And I just might have figured it out!

I have spent a lot of time thinking this through, and I will be posting my thoughts in several posts.  So...

Let’s go all the way back to the microsecond that a sperm cell enters an egg and creates YOU.  We all were taught that this is the moment when YOU start to develop, in a flurry of cell division and cell organization into the different parts of the body.  Some of that cell activity results in a brain, and once that brain begins to function, the programming begins.  See, besides running your body, the brain processes all of the inputs that run through it.  Yes, ALL of the inputs that run through it!  And that includes while we are still inside our mother.

Studies show that what we hear and feel while in the uterus can have an impact on us after we are born.  Many parents play classical music for us in hopes that it will make us smarter or more creative.  The medical community also has proof that the things that mom ingests during our pregnancy can affect our bodies and our minds: alcohol and drugs having the most negative effect.  Everything that is happening to mom is happening to us: the joy of happy times, the sadness of rough times, the people who talk to her, etc.  All of this has some effect on the developing brain.  What effect?  We do not know, and we may never know, but those inputs ARE being processed.

It is also no small surprise that babies often bond strongly with their mothers in the first few days after they are born.  Why?  Besides the fact that they were sharing the same body for all of that time, mom’s voice was the sound that they heard most often and there has to be some comfort in hearing that voice as we are fed and changed and coddled and caressed in the “real” world.  In most cases, dad is the second person we bond to, and again, his is a familiar voice.  So if those voices were processed into our memory, we have to wonder what else of our pre-birth lives was wired into who we ultimately become, right?  And how much of this did we choose to accept into our brains?  Right, none of it.

And the lack of choice that we all have as to what goes into our brains when we are young will be a recurring theme when I pick this up in my next blog post…

Until Next Time,

Julius

My Christmas 2009 Reflections

Originally Posted: TUESDAY, DECEMBER 15, 2009

For the first time since I can remember, I am not surrounded by the trappings of Christmas: a beautifully decorated tree, cards from friends, crazy quantities of food to feed family and friends, and so on. You see, in late February my position was eliminated due to the economic downturn. Shortly thereafter my wife filed for divorce, as she wanted to ensure that our kids could get what they needed (from the state of Michigan) in case work was hard to find. We had been separated by 4 states for 8 months at that point, and we both knew that “we” were over and that it was the best thing to do for our kids. The divorce was final in mid-November, 4 days after I got evicted from our former family home due to foreclosure. I did not become the first in my family to graduate from college or go on to get a doctorate degree for all of these things to happen. But happen they did.

So, I could sit here, living with a friend, and be angry at the world and all of the people running the country and the banks and the companies that haven’t hired me, but I am not. I cannot sit here and be filled with anger. I have too much to be thankful for…

I have 5 children who understand enough of what is going on to know that I have not seen them since June because money is that tight. Their mom has kept some of the details from them, but they know that I am not staying away through my own choice. They know that I love them! And I am grateful for that…

I have had two sets of friends who have taken me in until my job hunt comes to resolution. I have not had to live in my car, or a tent, or a cardboard box. And I am grateful for that…

I have been able to send the majority of my unemployment funds to my family to keep a roof over their heads, food on the table and gas in the family car, and still keep enough for food and gas for my van. I do not eat like I used to, but that is a matter of choice. And I am grateful for that….

I have had the time to sort out my life as a spouse and father, and have come to understand my role in the train wreck that was my family life. I now know why I was myself at the office and turned into Mr. Hyde on the way home. I am not proud of what I have done. I should have known better. I now do. And I have forgiven myself. And I am grateful for that…

I have been blessed to find a website that has helped me to become more healthy physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually, and it is www.transformation.com (screen name NCDrJCN). I feel like myself again, even in the midst of all of the chaos that has descended upon me. I am taking care of myself, eating sensibly, exercising regularly, thinking outside of the box, looking for new comfort zones, and am optimistic that I will find a way to make a contribution on our world. And I am grateful for that…

I have applied for countless jobs, and have had some interviews which have not led to jobs. I continue to look for opportunities to use my skills in a constructive manner. And I know the right opportunity is out there, because it has been out there before. And I currently have an opportunity that would move me about 100 miles from my kids. And I am grateful for that…

Finally, I live in a country where people continue to strive to pick themselves up out of the ashes and make a difference. Our country was built on hope: the hope that we could build a better life than we had in the past; the hope that our children, and their children, would have things easier than we did; the hope that we could find a way to bring peace and harmony to all of the world; the hope that each one of us can find a way to give a piece of ourselves to the common good. I continue to have hope, for my country, for my children, and for myself. And I am grateful for that…

As you go through the motions this holiday season, keep in mind that no matter how many gifts are under the tree this year and no matter how much traveling you are able to do, there are people who have fallen pretty far from where they used to be: people have lost jobs, and homes, and families, and loved ones. And even though they have lost all of that, they still have hope…they are clinging to the hope that they will have a meaningful life very soon…and that they can make a difference in the lives of those they love and those they care about. And I am grateful for that…

Happy Holidays to all!!!
Julius

Book Review, Part II: “ReBoot: My Five Life-Changing Mistakes…and How I Moved On”

Originally Posted: WEDNESDAY, JUNE 10, 2009

To properly set the stage for this post I suggest that you scroll down to the previous post and give it a read. Thanks, JCN

“I became suspended in a strange, numbing nothingness. I didn’t feel anything…I realized my numbness was masking anger. I could explode with little or no provocation…I was angry at everything I was and all that I would ever be…I saw myself as a different version of my mother…I was trapped.”

Many people believe that all anger is a response to a situation that is fermenting in our minds, lingering with no solution that we can implement. And many of us saw anger in our childhoods, not necessarily directed at us, but outwardly visible in some form. One of my most vivid childhood memories is my mother repeatedly smashing the phone receiver into the metal hook of our wall mounted phone because my father was still at a bar and not where he should have been. I remember walking up to the phone when she was done and seeing the metal bent so much that the phone could no longer hang on it.

All too often, when life deals us a bad hand, our subconscious mind takes over and pulls out the lessons of our childhood. Many of those lessons are the ones we are ashamed of, and desperately wish that we could erase from our memory. But selective brainwashing is not an option. The work of reprogramming our subconscious mind is difficult. It requires a lot of focus by the conscious mind, knowing that there is a better state for us to be in. For me the path away from anger involves mentally moving to a place where my mind is not stressed out and can operate out of love and not react out of that subconscious memory. Often easier said than done.

“So, I start writing about my real mistakes. Not my business mistakes, but my LIFE mistakes. I allowed others to define me. I built my image of myself on two main supporting pillars (smart and married). I stopped believing in myself. I stopped taking care of myself. Allowing my head to rule my heart.”

Selfish. An often misunderstood word. But I now understand it very well. Michael Losier teaches its meaning as “self care,” doing the things necessary for me so that I can do everything else I have committed to do. When I read the five mistakes Julie has outlined above, I hear someone who was trying to appease others, who held other people’s opinion of what she needed to do in higher regard than her own opinion, who in trying to be everything to everyone forgot to be who she really was. Unfortunately, Julie Wainwright is not the only person to fall into this trap.

We are hardly out of the womb when we begin to hear the opinions of those we encounter, some welcomed, some not. And as children the opinions of adults mean everything to us because we do not know any better. And many of us wind up with a pretty well installed version of “People Pleasing,” where we do things to make others happy, to make others proud, to make others give us nice presents, etc. We learn to please everyone we encounter. Except us. We never learn where to draw the line. We never learn how to recognize that we are giving up some of the precious stuff that makes us, well, us. We move so far in becoming one with our jobs or one with our significant other that we lose sight of who we are. And it often takes life changing events, like job loss, divorce, becoming widowed, etc. for us to learn the bitter truth: we MUST find ways to love ourselves more; to get in touch with our own hearts and minds and become whole. To be selfish.

“I had failures and successes in the past. If I really looked at things truthfully, I had more successes than failures. I had acted honorably toward the Pets.com employees and the shareholders, but I hadn’t treated myself with the same kindness.”

Julie realized that we need to be kind to ourselves, as well as those we serve. It isn’t simply a matter of doing the right thing. It is sort of like the old oil filter commercial: “You can pay me now or you can pay me later!” If we treat ourselves with proper kindness on a regular basis, then we can keep every ball in our court in play. If we allow no time for “selfishness” then we are listening to all those around us tell us which ball to play next. Chaos reigns, and the subconscious mind kicks in. And our old friend anger is right around the corner, frequently directed at those we love. Or inward…

“I had a choice: go along with someone else’s perception of the world or get on with creating my own world. I really wanted to heal my own wounds and start living again, so I made a conscious decision to separate my wounds from everyone else’s…when I started to pay close attention to that tenet and I did so from a place of love, not fear, all that negativity lost its power. As far as I can tell, negativity needs energy, a reaction, to feed it.”

This is such a powerful concept! “Negativity needs energy to feed it!” Julie eloquently relates fear to negativity, so we can say that fear also needs energy to feed it. And she teaches that love is the one thing that takes power away from both fear and negativity. This is so simple!!! But again, when we are focused outwardly, we never give our own hearts enough time with love’s healing energy.

“I held tightly onto those two adjectives, smart and married, as a measurement of personal worth that left no room for me to just be a person who accepted my own humanness. And when I couldn’t use those adjectives to describe myself I became, in my mind, worthless. I never held anyone else to these standards, since I knew they were external measurements, but I didn’t have the same compassion for myself.”

I cannot add anything more of substance to these statements. If you have read this far, you can either apply this to yourself or someone you hold very dear to your heart. Maybe when we begin to feel like we are letting ourselves down we need to examine our standards for ourselves and check them against our current reality. Most of us will see that we are doing just fine!!!

“I realized that all those who truly loved me didn’t care if I was uber successful, and they certainly did not want to see me in an unsatisfying marriage. Their love wasn’t conditional…I began to feel truly secure simply by being myself and really enjoying life.”

Again, there is so much power in these words! Unconditional love is powerful stuff! It can heal any wound. This is the reason that Marianne Williamson tours the world preaching love’s great benefit for the world! Remember to feel some love the next time you look into a mirror!!!

“The most prominent goals were focused on me being successful in every part of my life: physical, emotional and spiritual…I showed myself climbing the proverbial ladder and once again reaching for the stars.”

There is a very important concept here that many self-help programs do not pay respect to. Particularly as we approach middle age, personal fulfillment consists of finding ourselves physically, mentally and spiritually. Any one itself may be good, and any two may benefit the individual, but it is only when we work on all three aspects of life that we maximize our contribution to the world and to future generations. When we “find” ourselves physically, emotionally AND spiritually we set the stage of reaching for the stars and manifesting all of the goodness that God gives to each of us the day that we are born. As an example, Bill Phillips’ Transformation site (www.transformation.com) asks the individual to work all three areas of being so that they can “be the change!” Check it out! My screen name is NCDrJCN.

“Doing things that filled my heart with love and learning to trust myself enough to follow my heart…those were the key…I had to learn to let go of fear. It meant learning to trust myself, my spirit and something greater than me, which connects us all.”

I believe that it can be difficult to allow our hearts to guide us because few of us get that type of guidance as we grow up. We are taught that education and pure knowledge are the keys to success, and our fast paced, entertainment driven society certainly seems to reward knowledge. It is only when life slows down a little that we allow ourselves to listen to our gut, that “feeling” we have that one thing or the other is the right way to go. Previous generations had the benefit of fewer entertainment options and a slower pace to life. There was a lot of wisdom passed down on the front porch, watching people pass by as grandparents told the stories of their youth and discussed current events with their experienced opinions. How does that generational wisdom, or love, get passed down today? We are moving too fast to care!

“ ‘When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.’ “

If there is a single lesson in this book that should be passed on to future generations, it is the one above. Look with you in mind! Look for a way to share joy, and goodness, and love. You may find yourself looking in some new places, or just from a different point of view!

The next time you are faced with a critical decision, consider consulting your heart as well as your mind. It is the merger of the two where the better answer can be found. And usually one that allows you to consider yourself in the solution.

Until Next Time,
Julius

Book Review, Part I: “ReBoot: My Five Life-Changing Mistakes…and How I Moved On”

Originally Posted: SATURDAY, JUNE 6, 2009

AUTHORS of Book Reviewed: Julie Wainwright with Angela Mohan

Julie Wainwright had a spectacular public fall. She was the CEO of the Internet start up Pets.com. You may remember the sock puppet that they used in their advertising. Well, remembering the brand may be good, but Pets.com was in business for about a year, Julie was at the helm, and got publicly trashed for some of the moves she made. Mostly for closing down the company while they still had capital. Why would she do that? So she could live with herself! She knew that the business had NO chance to succeed because so many other internet pet companies went online in the same timeframe, and she saw that Pets.com was actually losing money on every transaction. My guess is that many of us would do the same thing and give our investors some of their investment back. But we all have recently seen the logic of Wall Street and the financial markets. Enough said!!!

At virtually the same time as the company was folding, her marriage ended when her husband not only announced that he wanted a divorce, but promptly left their home with all of his possessions. The double whammy was devastating to Julie, and she took some time to think about how her life had gotten to this point. Which gets us to the blog article that inspired this book.

As a part of the healing process, Julie wrote a blog post with the title of this book on her website . In less than a year’s time, nearly 100,000 people had read “The Five Mistakes” blog in over 156 different countries. Truly not what she expected. Many of the readers asked for the material in book form so that they could share it with friends and family. After seeing that the requests were never going to stop, Julie decided to write the book.

It is a revealing work, with Julie reliving much of what she went through and how she got to the places that allowed all of this to happen around her. The key to me is that she knew that she had to move on, pick up the pieces and reinvent herself in order to live with herself. She found that her priorities had been shaped by the needs of those around her, and that she allowed herself to lose touch with…Julie. Life events like the ones she experienced are often quite eye-opening, and having them occur in parallel caused Julie to open not only her eyes, but her brain and heart as well.

In the post to follow this one I will take quotes from Julie’s book and add my spin on her learning. I find that her experiences have great teaching value to me, and I suspect that many others can learn from her insights. I do this split because I know it would get quite long, and I do not want to post the “mother of all posts.” But as a teaser, here are the first couple:

“I had no idea, no real idea that is, that my marriage is over…Still, I don’t really believe it.”

I can relate, as I am currently living the last stages of my marriage being over, the stage involving court personnel. Somehow, you know its over but you just don’t understand its over. I never wanted it to be this way. I never wanted it to end this way. I want to start over. But none of that is going to happen, mostly because the other party has given the marriage many chances before they resort to this ending. We often get out of touch with the “us” because we are so busy doing other things: managing work projects with fierce internal intensity, dodging the bosses latest requests in our minds 24/7, worrying how we are going to have the funds to put the kids through college, worrying how we are going to have the funds to retire, etc. And all of these things can look like selfishness to our significant other, and maybe they are. But for me, they were the response to years of doing for others and going against the grain of what I thought were the right things to do in order to not rock the marital boat. I was cultivating a “joint” approach to problem solving. In my own mind. And it often ran 100% upstream from where my heart told me I should be going. If you EVER feel yourself going against the grain to the point of discomfort, I implore you to resolve the situation, either by sitting down with your significant other and hashing things out, or by getting out of the relationship. Like most other personal issues, letting it fester will only make things worse in the long run.

“I didn’t realize that when you’re older, life is different. You see the patterns in your past actions and they can actually trap you in the past because you assume that this is just how your life will always be. Sometimes, you create patterns when they aren’t there, because you’re miserable; you think you must have done something wrong, because you are in so much pain and time is running out and you can see very clearly that there won’t be that many more do-overs in your future. If any.”

Believe it! Life changes as the years pile up. How? As Julie states, the habits we pick up along the way corrupt our minds into thinking that things will ALWAYS be a certain way. You put your head into solitary confinement. You begin to imagine walls that don’t exist in the real world, but they may as well be three feet of concrete. There is no way out, and you see that you alone are responsible for this sentence. The pain in unbearable, but you are too old to get back to “GO” and get your playing piece and starting salary because that salary cannot support the life you have created and someone else has the sporty car or the guy on the horse.

The reality: the resources you need are out there. In fact, the resources you need are IN there, and have been all along! Your mind and heart are two of the most underutilized resources that many of us have. While we don’t consciously think that we have quit on ourselves, we subconsciously have given up. We resign ourselves to the little corner of the world that we currently reside in and the daily schedule that drives many of us insane. Who, exactly, imposed these limits on our lives? We did! We all have advanced degrees in wall building and confinement, of our hearts and minds. We either get comfortable with what we have or consumed by what we want, often because to aspire for more is “too hard” or because what we see our neighbors have or what is marketed on TV is way cooler than what we have. Or because the vacation we can’t afford is deserved. And so on.

Often changes like the ones that Julie went through act as a wake up call. We learn that we have infinite power to become a person other than the one we have been playing in the drama known as life. The car we have is fine. The TV we have is fine. Who are these people I share my life with? There are people who have it worse than I do? I can help them? And I really can have a different job, a different career?

Cars can be repaired. TV’s are used too often. The people you share your life with are your family and friends! They nourish you! You nourish them! You can help those who have less than you have!!! It’s called giving!! Or sharing the love!! Embrace it!! It will make you feel better!!! The knowledge to job change is out there on the Internet, and with personal coaches and with career consultants. In no way do you need to settle for what you have!

You can live a more fulfilling life!!! And it shouldn’t take your life falling completely apart for you to see that!!! You can learn from the experience of others!!!! We can take their wisdom and find a life that satisfies us to our core! It can be heartwarming to help others, and to really know our family members, and to have friends who really care about us!!!! All of these things exist when our hearts and minds are OPEN and ready to share in the abundance we all have inside of us!!!

Until Next Time and Part Two!
Julius

Love is All That Matters

Originally Posted: SUNDAY, MAY 24, 2009

“And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness…And God created man in his own image…And God blessed them...And God saw everything that he had made, and, behold, it was very good.”
Genesis 1: 26-31; American Standard Version (http://www.biblegateway.com)
Shouldn’t that be enough for us to be satisfied? Isn’t that a high enough standard for all of us, that God created us, and that we are very good? Where do so many of us get the idea that we are less than very good? What is the motivation to be less than very good? Near as I can tell this notion that we are less than very good is more destructive than it is motivational.

Somewhere between our birth as totally innocent beings and the moment when we finally believe that we are “very good” we are taught the notion that we are more than some people and less than others. We are more or less intelligent. We are more or less financially secure. We are more or less able to accomplish athletic tasks. We are more or less worthy of the love and respect of others.

Perhaps it is a humanization of Mother Nature’s pecking order. It is well established that among many animal species that live as groups there are identifiable animals that are the leaders, or the “alphas,” and that there are sometimes battles to establish the alpha. Being as we are descendants of the animal kingdom this should not be too surprising. This stratification appears to begin when we are very young, where some children demonstrate abilities that are superior to those of others. Reading ability. Cognitive abilities. Athletic abilities. Leadership abilities. After all, we are each a combination of different slices of genetic code, and there are an infinite number of such combinations. That we all don’t do everything equally well is not surprising.

The striking thing is that beings that were created by a loving God use this natural separation of abilities as the basis for social differentiation. We learn as children to praise and belittle others based on these natural abilities. We are taught to look up to certain people as role models. We are taught to look down upon others as bad examples. We begin to call others names, and then the names get more awful as we hear what adults call each other. So we not only inherit our genetically-granted abilities from our families, but also their standards and biases and prejudices, and their labels. Fat. Stupid. Idiot. Democrat. Republican. And all of the others that my conscious does not allow me to type.

Where is the love? The love that is best taught by the Golden Rule, and other biblical variations upon it:

"A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another."
John 13:34; American Standard Version (http://www.biblegateway.com)

"The second is this: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'…To love him with all your heart, with all your understanding and with all your strength, and to love your neighbor as yourself is more important than all burnt offerings and sacrifices."
Mark 12:31, 33; American Standard Version (http://www.biblegateway.com)
"No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us."
1 John 4:12; American Standard Version (http://www.biblegateway.com)
What do we say about ourselves when we categorize those around us, those we elect to lead us, those who live in foreign lands, those who truly do not know better, with the slurs we learn from adults and the others we hold as leaders? I believe that we are telling ourselves that we do not love ourselves very much; that there are fundamental parts of our being that have not been put into place. And there are plenty of clues that this is the case. Addictive and compulsive behaviors.

At 48 years of age I have finally read and learned enough to know that the compulsions that have manifested themselves inside of me have been driven by low self-esteem, a feeling that I am not good enough, that I need to be more. They are fueled by my inability to solve my need to please other people at my own expense, to compromise to the point of compromising my values and what I know to be right. I have this overwhelming urge to please others as a means to get them to accept me. To love me. Because somewhere along the way I never learned to love myself enough to say “no:” to food, to pleasure, to relaxation, to spending money I didn’t have, to skipping exercise. And based on the obesity epidemic and the scores of those who harbor addictions, I believe that I am not the only one who has been looking for love in all the wrong places.

And where are the right places? In the 21st Century, they are everywhere! There are Internet communities that provide the support needed to help us begin to see that we are not alone, that provide the information to help us make better choices, that provide the fuel to allow us to find the courage to keep seeking answers to our individual questions, and that encourage us to continue to ask ourselves the questions that will teach us what we need to know about ourselves.

And where do you go when you need something real, something not generated by electrons shooting at a computer screen? You go watch the sun rise on a Spring morning. You watch the rejuvenation provided by a Spring rain. You seek the laughter of a child as their parent pushes them on a swing. You seek the crack of a bat at a Little League game, or the celebration after someone scores the winning goal. And you keep seeking these things when you remember those who are less fortunate than us, because it is only us, by finding and sharing the love that God provided in such abundance who can raise them up and let them know that we remember that we are all children of the same world. And all deserving of love from all available sources.

Everything that God creates is very good. His standard is the most important one in our lives. If we can remember that we are very good, and to love ourselves as such, and to share that love as often as we can, then we will begin to right our individual ships, and someday all will be well in the world.

Until Next Time,
Julius

What is Marriage Supposed To Be?

Originally Posted: FRIDAY, MAY 22, 2009

The upcoming formal end of my marriage has had me going through the classic stages of loss and grieving, and doing a lot of thinking about what went wrong. Then today I come across a post on a personal improvement website that I frequent about a member who was chucking it all because his wife didn’t like the time he spent there. Prior to dispensing any words of wisdom, I found a subsequent post that he and his wife were back, and it brought back some old memories from my marriage.

Not having been in any serious relationships prior to meeting my wife probably left me naïve as to the interpersonal skills needed to negotiate such a committed relationship. I learned much more about myself over the last 17 years than I did about my wife, and it is going to change the way I behave as I move forward in the world. The way I behave as a single person, and the way I behave if I ever have another significant other, which right now is the last thing I want! It’s not that it was so bad, or has to be bad, it’s that I have a lot of work to do to get me where I need to be for the 5 children that I now have to father from a distance, and where I need to get to in order to be the me I want the world to get to know.

Let me start here: I believe that marriage is not so much a dedication to each other, but a commitment to the shared person that marriage creates, a celebration of the yin and the yang, the creation of a complete being who is more than the simple sum of the two people being joined. There does need to be a realization by both parties that each participant is a person, with characteristics and flaws that make them the individual they are, the person who attracted the other. And each person has thoughts, and feelings, and history, and friends, and likes, and dislikes, and so on, that are uniquely theirs. And the complete being formed through marriage must respect, if not embrace, these traits as just as important as those of the shared person. If either party’s characteristics become more important than the other, many negative feelings will be generated, and the union will suffer.

How do I know? I lived it. Not that I was the perfect partner. Not that I will ever be the perfect partner. That being said, I do have a concept of what unconditional love is, and it is what I tried to practice over the past 17 years of my life, and always will. A part of me still loves my wife and always will. I accept her flaws and her history and her misgivings about what she did before I met her just as I accepted all of her positives. And there are many times that I do not know how I will live without her. There are also the times I resent her for asking me to give up friends she didn’t like, female associates that she was suspicious of, interests that didn’t mesh well with hers, telling me what was wrong with my family and my upbringing, and my point of view, and my questions. And I get angry at myself for doing all of those things, and more, that were inconsistent with who I was, who I am, what I wanted my shared life to be about, where I wanted to go with her by my side. Places I will have to go alone, or with someone else. And I will probably think of her, at least once in a while.

I have a sense that many a divorced person could have written the previous words. Why do so many people expect their significant others to give up their lives so completely in order to have a shared life in their personal vision? Why are so many so willing to give up everything they have become through their own trials and tribulations? Are we all so scared to be alone? Are we really that conflict averse? Are we afraid of what a true sharing of ideals and values and thoughts can give us? Or the benefits of a little arguing? Do so few of us see this model in our parents that we do not know how to gain it for ourselves? And what does this kind of relationship teach our children? What hope can we have for them to have more fulfilling relationships when all they see is one or the other partner sacrifice so much to keep the other partner “happy?” How does one break this cycle and allow their children to have better relationships than they have had?

I am a chemist by training, so the following excursion into genetics will be with some trepidation, but here goes: I think that the whole idea of hybrids in genetics is to take the desirable properties of one seed line and merge it with the desired characteristics of another to produce better fruit than either of the original seed lines. Many of these experiments don’t work out, but many do. Is there a way of teaching our children that marriage is much like the desirable hybrid, where the two sets of characteristics are merged to produce a superior relationship? We as people should never compromise everything that makes us unique, but we do need to be prepared to give up that part of ourselves that would compromise the union we so desperately crave. There is a humility, an openness, a vulnerability that two people share to become an example to their children. The intimacy that is created when everything is right is the sacred union that is the quest of each of us. It is nirvana, heaven on earth.

Then why do so many of us choose to impose our individual personal hells on one another in the name of marriage? How do we learn to play nice and not just pick up our ball and run away? That, I believe, is one of the secrets of life that not many of us ever get to experience. For when we do have it, maybe we won’t know what else to seek. Living in nirvana is a problem I would love to have.

Until Next Time,
Julius

Love Cures The Evils of Our Ego

Originally Posted: FRIDAY, APRIL 24, 2009

"Criticism is often not so much about our achievements as it is an expression of the speaker’s perceived inferiority."
The speaker of the above statement is my counselor who has been such for over a year. I have learned a lot from him, and discovered even more about myself. He has had the thought above for some time, and shared it with me in a recent session. I happen to think he is right, although I would never had said it so, well, bluntly, but that is why I like him so much! The question it begs is “Why do we have such a need to feel superior to others?”

Many years ago I heard someone verbalize the thought that when people complain about you they are really complaining about themselves. It’s called projection. Example: “you are selfish” isn’t so much that the target is selfish, but that the speaker is selfish, and perhaps do not like that they are selfish. I have encountered many who say these sorts of things, and found that indeed they are usually commenting more on themselves than the subject of the moment. I find myself making these sorts of statements much less often than those around me, and wondered if I didn’t do it because I didn’t want to publically comment on myself or others. I have come to the conclusion that I am just far less judgmental than many and less extroverted (and vocal) than most, borne out by my INFP Myers-Briggs type.

Why are we so competitive? Why do we need so much to win in interpersonal situations? Why do we need to feel superior to those around us? My position for today is that the ego is the bad guy here, the ego as presented by Marianne Williamson in “A Return to Love” and subsequent books. Some excerpts:

“…ego…as the ancient Greeks used it – as the notion of a small, separated self. It is a false belief about ourselves, a lie about who and what we really are.”

“The ego is our self-love turned into self-hatred.”

“The ego…draws us away from the love in our hearts. The ego is our mental power turned against ourselves…it proceeds to counsel us to look out for ourselves, at the expense of others. It teaches us selfishness, greed, judgment and small-mindedness.”

Ms. Williamson’s teaching is that love is the one thing that every human being is born with, and that fear is it’s polar opposite, and fear is completely learned during our life experiences. It’s a powerful tool in the upbringing of many. It helps to provide boundaries. We “imagine” many things that we are afraid of, “borrowing trouble”, and very few of them come to fruition. If we believe the teachings of the Law of Attraction (LOA) community, then we attract that which we think and believe, ergo the manifestation of at least a fraction of our fears. Would it not be better to focus on the love in our hearts, the possibilities it can bring forth, and manifest love rather than imagined situations?

The other connection between Ms. Williamson’s teachings and the developing LOA beliefs is centered on energy. In Ms. Williamson’s world, love isn’t material, but rather energy. Recent teachings from John Assaraf, in his book “The Answer,” relate “energy” as the thing that differentiates one state from the other. For example, the protons, neutrons and electrons that make up all matter are the same particles. Why have some particles combined to become water atoms, others to become gold atoms, and so on? The current theory of quantum physics is that the energy at the moment of conception drove the distinction, and that energy can be controlled by our thoughts. It is how “thoughts become things.” Therefore, love being energy and energy being the key to attraction, it makes complete sense to me that by sharing our love inwardly and outwardly we can attract the kind of life that we want for ourselves and those around us in the world. And, following Ms. Williamson’s advice, by outwardly sharing our love we can impact the course of the world and move it to a better, more positive and less fearful place.

Remembering the adage that “FEAR=False Expectations Appearing Real” reminds us that we can actually make our fears real if we dwell on them and give them the energy of the ego. By releasing our fears and letting our love shine through, we can make our lives better, stronger, and more productive while spending (or wasting) less time inventing situations that could go wrong, but rarely do.

Until Next Time,
Julius

Diversity (and Teamwork) Always Wins!

Originally Posted: SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 2008

I am writing this post on Saturday, November 8, 2008. I have been watching a DVR recording of MSNBC’s coverage of election night. Being at least a little to the left of center, I have grow to enjoy their coverage of the campaign, and wanted to see what they said on election night. Tuesday evening I was holed up in a hotel room in Shelton, CT on a business trip. My wife and I talked several times that night as the result became increasingly inevitable. I also reminded my children to watch as much as Mom would allow because no matter who won, they would be witnessing history, and that didn’t happen everyday.

Keith Olberman, not everyone’s favorite personality, just paralleled Barack Obama’s moment of victory to the moment when Walter Cronkite tried to describe Neil Armstrong’s first steps on the Moon as being a distinct point in time when our American culture changed instantaneously. I agree, and there are other parallels and one important difference, worth mentioning.

A major parallel is the power that television can have in communicating “now” to millions, no, billions, of people simultaneously. I remember being 8 years old and watching that black and white image descend the steps of the lunar module while uttering the words “That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind,” and those words changing everything for everybody. Not only did the race for the Moon give the world the age of computers and ultimately the Internet, but it erased a border for us. We could go outside the limits of our planet and explore, not only with our satellites, but with our own hands and eyes. And I saw that event at the same exact time as many others did, worldwide. Just like Tuesday night.

The second parallel is the magnitude of the effort required to make both events possible. From President Kennedy’s pronouncement on September 12, 1962 that the United States would put a man on the Moon before the end of the decade to that instant on July 21, 1969, thousands of people contributed their knowledge and creativity to achieve the stated goal. Again, from Mr. Obama’s announcement of his candidacy until the closure of the polls in California and other states at 11 PM eastern time on Tuesday, millions of people contributed their knowledge and creativity to achieve the stated goal. Both events were initiated with a bold statement of vision, something all too often lacking in our recent global efforts and financial crisis. Vision crystallizes thought, it focuses the collective spirit, and it challenges the individual mind to find the path from today to the seemingly impossible. Vision is always the cornerstone of transformational change.

This brings me to the one key difference I see between the efforts that culminated in Tuesday’s events and the effort to put an American on the Moon. The videos we see of the Space Race of the 1960’s contain only the images of white Americans and white immigrants. This was no fault of NASA and the contractors who contributed to this effort, but a statement of where we were as a country at that time. The images from Tuesday evening’s celebrations showed the rainbow that now defines the United States as different from the rest of the world. How are we different?

First, we have finally fulfilled the proclamation that we are a melting pot for the World. What we have been is a soup in that melting pot, each component certainly a part of the whole, but each component largely separate from the other. Each noodle, carrot, celery, bean, cube of meat, and onion slice contributing some flavor to a great broth, but separable when convenient. We have all seen those occasions of separation: the images of the civil rights uprisings of the 1960’s, the images of the Los Angeles riots after the Rodney King arrest, and the images after the acquittal of O.J. Simpson. Those and countless other events have divided our soup into two or more parts, each angry at the other for what they thought were good reasons. And each time it took months, years, and sometimes forever for the healing to take root. Barack Obama’s victory and the effort to achieve it have put the blades of a blender to our American soup, and should make it all the more difficult to draw those same tired lines. Every part of our soup worked to get him elected, and each part will have to help to fully enjoy the fruits of this historical event.

The events that culminated in Tuesday evening’s celebration also give much needed credence to a fundamental that each of us needs to keep alive in our lives: Diversity always wins! And I do not mean just racial diversity, but diversity defined by the largest scope of the word.

I was fortunate to begin my professional career with The Dow Chemical Company, and they taught, and I’m sure they still teach, that “diversity” encompassed differences along any axis that existed in the company, or the world: race, religion, education, upbringing, region or country of origin, philosophy, etc. Their desire is for their employees to use every element of each individual’s make up to benefit the company. They believe this is accomplished through teamwork of the utmost degree. Teamwork of the type where people put all of their diverse, unfiltered thoughts on the table in a divergent manner and subsequently work together to converge to the best possible answer in the time allowed. For this to work optimally there can be no individual ownership of the thoughts and ideas on the table or the solution, only group ownership. In that case, upon completion of the task there is reward aplenty for not only those involved in the process, but all those affected by the outcome. It is my sincere hope that our next administration employs this type of process to further our standing the world community. Such a use of diversity and teamwork would set us apart on the world stage, where some centuries old differences, think Northern Ireland, the former country of Yugoslavia and the Sudan, still plague some countries.

Finally, Bishop T. D. Jakes was part of MSNBC’s coverage on election night, and after the magical 11 PM moment he said, “I now know that I leave my son a better country than I was born into.” Agreed, but only if the diversity and teamwork that elected our 44th President is used constructively to help our country solve the problems that plague us.

Until Next Time,
Julius

Tuesday's Hidden Message

Originally Posted: THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 6, 2008

At the instant we are born we have infinite potential. It is God’s gift to us. And each second we live we are exposed to other people who also once had unlimited potential. But not a one of them has realized all of that potential. Do I really believe that? It is an opinion, a hypothesis, a belief. Let me explain.

I believe that our lives are shaped by the lives of those around us. If we experience loving and caring each and every day, we will also have those tendencies. If those around us work hard to make a living, chances are that their work ethic will live in us. If they accept the mantle of leadership, we too may be comfortable leading others. On the other hand, if those who raise us are “takers,” it is likely that we will reflect those tendencies. If they are lazy, we might not work as hard as we might. And if they do not set and work toward goals in their life, we too may tend to drift through life without self set direction.


Why do I believe this? Where did this come from? My life. My life has been a series of hills and valleys, with true optimism about my future at the heights and full of despair at the valleys. I have been fortunate to get a college education, and then get the direction to pursue an advanced degree. Upon gaining that degree the world of work was next. Mishandling of finances and personal relationships paved a descent into undesirable lands. And now I am learning some of the things I needed all of those years ago, and am seeing the light at the top of the next hill. One important thing I have learned is that if you feel you are missing something too make the leap forward, go and get some help! There are people out there who can help you see things you cannot see yourself.


One of my objectives for the second half of my life is to prepare our children, as best as possible, for the possibilites the world may offer at the forks in their roads. It's also one of the drivers for "The Wisdom of Age," sharing what we wish we knew when we were younger with those who might actually benefit from it. Lofty? Ambitious? Perhaps, but I can't get past the thought that I would be in a very different place with some additional guidance when I was younger.


So of all of the people born into this world today, how do some become “worker bees” and some become a future President? I have come to believe that as our lives progress we come to forks in the road, where each of the available paths before us will guide us until another fork arrives. If we are fortunate enough to have had wise counsel and a good compass, we make the “right” choice and realize more of our unlimited birth potential. If we are less fortunate we choose a less optimal path and our potential lies dormant, awaiting the next fork. In our fast moving society the forks are many and we all too often don't get a second chance at any of them. All too many leave this Earth with much of their potential left inside of them. Some of us find it only occasionally, making some good and some bad decisions. And some appear to get it right a majority of the time, or at least at the most opportune times, and they seem to get more opportunities at forks. And those who choose correctly become the people we remember for eternity: Michelangelo, Leonardo daVinci, Thomas Jefferson, George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, Albert Einstein, Franklin D. Roosevelt, Lech Walesa, Mother Teresa, Ronald Reagan, Orah Winfrey, Bill Gates, and, God willing, Barack Obama.


Finally, I believe that his election to our highest office should inspire all of us to find our hidden potential and find an avenue to let it out and move the world to a better place:
a planet where we always play “win-win,” where we always ask ourselves “What more can I do to unlock more of our cumulative hidden potential?” And to find the courage to follow through, and do what we can to give future generations a world that is better than our world of today. A world where fear can find no ground on which to grow; where hope and possibility are everywhere we look; where every part of God’s rainbow can shine forth and share more of their potential with their brothers and sisters, and maybe even a world that can become Heaven right here on Earth!


Until Next Time,
Julius

Floating Diamonds!!!

Originally Posted: SUNDAY, OCTOBER 19, 2008

As I was meditating this morning, two random thoughts merged into a story of growth and development.

The first was a story I read on the net, where a child complained about having to remove rocks from his father’s field every spring after plowing. He was always giddy with delight that the rocks were gone, only to be mad the following spring when more rocks returned. His father explained that “rocks float,” which bewildered the boy until he understood. As rocks form from some small particles under the surface of the Earth, they are forced to the surface by the smaller particles settling past them. The particles of the rock are “lucky,” because they eventually see the light of day and can be made useful, the young boy learns, to build other things, to be a foundation for other purposes.

The second thought comes from a surprising place. While watching Ultimate Fighting Championship 89 (Sorry, I was intrigued!), color commentator Joe Rogan (Yes, Fear Factor Joe Rogan, but with a full beard!) said “Pressure makes Diamonds!” to one of the winning fighters. And he is right! Millions of years of pressure force coal into the precise atomic alignment that we know as diamonds. Some more precise and beautiful, others less precise but still very useful.

So, consider yourself a particle on the day you were born. You are at the bottom of the heap of humanity with millions of others born around the same time. You have experiences. You take on knowledge. You begin to grow. At the same time, you are surrounded by the pressures of your life. The first day of kindergarten. Your first test. Your first kiss. Your first graduation. Your values and principles begin to crystallize. You acquire more knowledge. You experience more of the richness of life. You grow larger as a person. You face even more pressure. Your first job. Your first tax return. Your marriage. Your first child. And these pressures cause to you to grow in ways you never thought possible. Still more pressure. Financial concerns. Downsizing. Moving your family to a new location where you know nobody. Growth to solve those dilemmas, and others too numerous to mention. Pressure that you could never conceive. And then it happens! You finally arrive at the Earth’s surface! You have been exposed! You are large enough to be used for other purposes: educating the smaller particles about your journey to the surface, building foundations that support other purposes. And you are beautiful! Your vision and values have crystallized in a way that you can peer inside yourself and see your purpose on this Earth. And it is all good!!!

May you encounter particles of growth each and every day of your life! And may that knowledge help you find yourself deep within your crystalline self. I know it is there, because I have finally, at 48 years of age, found the purpose for the rest of my life! And knowing you have found the right thing feels wonderful!!!

Until next time!
Julius