A friend and I are working on a top secret project. We're compiling a book of quotes for a person who shall remain nameless :).
I have been collecting quotes from various sources for several years. Every time I see something that I find interesting or inspiring, I add it to the end of my file. It's grown considerable over the years and I've drawn on it for articles I've written and other occasions.
The only problem was that they weren't organized so I spent almost two days recently converting the text to a three-column table with the author's name, the quote, and the source. It was a long and frustrating job, but well worth it. Now, my quotes are sorted by the author (which enabled me to identify duplicates), and it's much easier to view.
Quotes can definitely be inspiring and empowering. A couple of my favourites are:
Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate. Carl Jung - Paraphrased
People are like tea bags. They don't know their own strength until they get into hot water. Dan McKinnon
It is difficult to live in the present, ridiculous to live in the future, and impossible to live in the past. Nothing is as far away as one minute ago. Jim Bishop
There are lots more where these came from. Some are even humorous. Maybe I'll sprinkle a few in my upcoming blogs!
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
An Empowered MS Patient
A very good friend of my youngest daughter was diagnosed with MS more than 12 years ago. Except for a short remission while she was pregnant, her health has steadily declined over the years. At 32, she had great difficulty going up stairs and she and her husband had to move to a bungalow.
During all this time, Angela has held a firm belief that there would be a cure for her condition IN HER LIFETIME! Last November she heard about the Liberation Treatment where stents are inserted into blocked veins to improve blood circulation to the brain. Many MS patients had experienced remarkable improvements after the operation... not everyone, but many.
Who wouldn't want an opportunity to improve their life? Angela certainly did and immediately put her name on the list IN POLAND, because, unfortunately, the operation isn't available in her home province of Ontario. The government stubbornly refuses to even research it!
Despite financial hardship, Angela recently had the operation and wept for two days when she was able to stand on her tiptoes, to stand on one leg, to walk up stairs without difficulty, and when she returned home, she was able to carry her two-year old son WHILE WALKING - something she hadn't been able to do before the operation.
This beautiful wife and mother took control of her own life and, against all odds, did something for herself that has improved her life beyond her wildest dreams. Now that's self-empowerment!
During all this time, Angela has held a firm belief that there would be a cure for her condition IN HER LIFETIME! Last November she heard about the Liberation Treatment where stents are inserted into blocked veins to improve blood circulation to the brain. Many MS patients had experienced remarkable improvements after the operation... not everyone, but many.
Who wouldn't want an opportunity to improve their life? Angela certainly did and immediately put her name on the list IN POLAND, because, unfortunately, the operation isn't available in her home province of Ontario. The government stubbornly refuses to even research it!
Despite financial hardship, Angela recently had the operation and wept for two days when she was able to stand on her tiptoes, to stand on one leg, to walk up stairs without difficulty, and when she returned home, she was able to carry her two-year old son WHILE WALKING - something she hadn't been able to do before the operation.
This beautiful wife and mother took control of her own life and, against all odds, did something for herself that has improved her life beyond her wildest dreams. Now that's self-empowerment!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Back in the saddle
It's been quite a while since I posted, but my time has been well spent revamping my website amongst others things. I've also been writing articles and I've developed a monthly newsletter - Tips, Tools and Techniques for Self-Empowerment!
There have been many occasions when I considered posting, such as the time I watched a commercial on TV for a hands-free soap dispenser. Can anyone please tell me why we would want to use a hands-free model? Isn't the whole idea of using soap to wash away germs? So who cares if there are germs on the pump Why in heaven's name would you want to avoid a 'germy' pump? Do companies think we're stupid or something? I just don't get it.
There are many instances in our lives such as this and I believe the majority of people need to think more for themselves. Perhaps it would save them from spending money on useless gadgets such as hands-free soap dispensers!
There have been many occasions when I considered posting, such as the time I watched a commercial on TV for a hands-free soap dispenser. Can anyone please tell me why we would want to use a hands-free model? Isn't the whole idea of using soap to wash away germs? So who cares if there are germs on the pump Why in heaven's name would you want to avoid a 'germy' pump? Do companies think we're stupid or something? I just don't get it.
There are many instances in our lives such as this and I believe the majority of people need to think more for themselves. Perhaps it would save them from spending money on useless gadgets such as hands-free soap dispensers!
Friday, April 9, 2010
Is Life Ever Just Right?
People complain about everything. Nothing is ever right. It seems there's always too much or too little.
Take farmers for instance. A recent TV news item reported that local farmers are concerned about the current early spring conditions in Ontario (we're experiencing temperatures that we don't normally get for another month) and the fact that a frost could severely affect the harvest this year causing food prices to soar.
With all due respect, farmers, we constantly hear it's either too hot or too cold; too wet or too dry; too sunny or too cloudy; too early or too late. Are conditions ever right for you?
But farmers aren't the only ones. We all grumble about our life. We're too young or too old; we have kids or we don't; we don't have time or we have too much; we don't have the money or… hey, I've never heard anyone complain that they have too much money!
Seriously, can't we ever accept whatever "IS"? Life is so short and complaining about something, especially when we can't do anything about it, is such a waste of time.
I have a little more to say on this subject in an article titled Present Perfect.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
How Seniors Have F-U-N Rapping!
Since this is a contest, the number of views on YouTube is very important, so please pass the link to your family, friends and other contacts!
Enjoy!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
A Woman's Heart Attack Experience
The following is an explanation of a heart attack (myocardial infarction) experienced by a woman and how it differs to a man's symptoms. I received it by email from a friend and want to share it as it was an eye-opener for me!
A NURSE'S HEART ATTACK EXPERIENCE
Did you know that women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have when experiencing heart attack: you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor that we see in the movies. Here is the story of one woman's experience with a heart attack.
'I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might've brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, 'A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up.
A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you've been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you've swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn't have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation---the only trouble was that I hadn't taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasming), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR).
This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. 'AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening -- we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven't we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I'm having a heart attack!
I lowered the footrest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn't be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else ... but, on the other hand, if I don't, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialled the Paramedics ... I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn't feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to unbolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in.
I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness as I don't remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney, getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way. But I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the Cardiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like 'Have you taken any medications?') but I couldn't make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.
'I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the Paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St. Jude are only minutes away from my home. My Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stints.
'Why have I written all of this with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.'
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body - not the usual men's symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn't know they were having one and commonly mistook it as indigestion, took some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and went to bed, hoping they'd feel better in the morning when they wake up ... which doesn't happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING unpleasant is happening that you've not felt before. It is better to have a 'false alarm' visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be!
2. Note that I said 'Call the Paramedics.' And if you can, take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what's happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor -- he doesn't know where you live and if it's at night you won't reach him anyway, and if it's daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn't carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later.
3. Don't assume it couldn't be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it's unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive.
A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this information sends it to 10 people, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.
A NURSE'S HEART ATTACK EXPERIENCE
Did you know that women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have when experiencing heart attack: you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor that we see in the movies. Here is the story of one woman's experience with a heart attack.
'I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might've brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, 'A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up.
A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you've been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you've swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn't have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation---the only trouble was that I hadn't taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasming), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR).
This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. 'AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening -- we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven't we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I'm having a heart attack!
I lowered the footrest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn't be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else ... but, on the other hand, if I don't, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment.
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialled the Paramedics ... I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn't feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to unbolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in.
I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness as I don't remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney, getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way. But I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the Cardiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like 'Have you taken any medications?') but I couldn't make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery.
'I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the Paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St. Jude are only minutes away from my home. My Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stints.
'Why have I written all of this with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand.'
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body - not the usual men's symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn't know they were having one and commonly mistook it as indigestion, took some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and went to bed, hoping they'd feel better in the morning when they wake up ... which doesn't happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING unpleasant is happening that you've not felt before. It is better to have a 'false alarm' visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be!
2. Note that I said 'Call the Paramedics.' And if you can, take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what's happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor -- he doesn't know where you live and if it's at night you won't reach him anyway, and if it's daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn't carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later.
3. Don't assume it couldn't be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it's unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive.
A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this information sends it to 10 people, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.
Friday, January 1, 2010
The Passion Test
In order to be, do or have what we desire, we must first be VERY clear about what we want to be, do, or have. The Passion Test is the perfect tool for defining exactly what is most important to us, what we feel most passion for, what our true desires are.
The book takes you through the steps to identify your passions and narrow down the five most important in your life at this particular time. Passions may change over time, but the test is only concerned with the present moment. These aren't goals which you wish to achieve over the next one, two or five years, but the things that ignite your passion and enables you to fulfill our goals.
The surprising thing for me when I did the test was that what I thought I was passionate about wasn't what I thought it was!
You can find out how passionate you are, where your blocks are, and what you need to do by taking The Passion Test Profile. It doesn't cost anything so I urge you to try it for yourself and begin 2010 with a clear idea of what turns YOU on; what fulfills you and enables you to achieve your dreams.
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