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John Wayne – Week 29

I attended last week my company’s annual convention, which included 4 days of meetings. My thought in attending, at least up to the week of the event, was to enjoy the sociality of friends I usually only see once a quarter and also to find ways to help some people I might meet in chance encounters.

This was the 1st event I attended since beginning to practice the Law of Least Effort, which includes 3 elements: acceptance, responsibility and defenselessness. The third aspect of the law seemed most important in this context, as I will explain below.

As the convention concluded, I had to marvel about how several “chance” encounters or events over 4 weeks combined to serve me in a very positive, though completely unexpected way.

Two weeks previous to convention, SC, one of our leaders, came to our town. He talked about obsession as a key to progress. That resonated deeply with me, as I knew the benefit of focus, the power of clearly defined intention. That power manifests through the Law of Attraction, also known as the Law of Growth.

Monday the week of convention I attended a presentation by KB, a personal coach. KB claimed to have coached a number of clients who improved their incomes, mostly as employees, from 6 figures per year ($100k+) to 7 figures per year ($1 million+).

That caught my attention. My goal is to get to 8 figures, and, having been stuck at 6 figures, I knew I needed to go through 7 figures to get to 8. KB had me riveted.

KB’s presentation was a short introduction to his work. He spoke about vision, decision, awareness and leverage. He taught these concepts from the knowledge that the subconscious mind, the sum total of all our previous decisions and experiences, drives well over 90% of our thoughts, words, and behaviors. To get real change, the subconscious pattern (or blueprint, in Masterkey Experience lingo) must change.

In that context, vision is knowing what you want. Decision is cutting oneself off from any other possibility. Awareness is knowing where you are in the process of manifesting a new reality. Leverage is the idea, goal, motivation and/or insight that propels you to actually engage in the project of manifesting your dreams.

KB also taught me that the subconscious mind has a number of deceptive feints or techniques designed to prevent radical, permanent change. One of these is defensiveness, which includes the need to restate in one’s own language the things one hears from others. Restating often masquerades as so-called Active Listening.

KB thus taught me that restatement is usually the subconscious defending itself from information that would lead to change. In essence, the subconscious, by restating the words of others, asserts, “You already know this” to the conscious mind. When that happens, learning stops. Restatement is also a defensive method to control language and social interaction. Restatement is one of any number of defensive reactions or strategies available to the subconscious.

I knew defensiveness was one of my typical resisting responses, impeding change, and I wanted to attend convention with a beginner’s mind. I had a clear vision of my goal, I felt aware of my progress, and I thought I had decided to progress.

Stuck, I lacked leverage, the internal power source that would provide more action. More action accelerates change. I concluded that experiencing convention would somehow provide that leverage.

As encouragement, KB taught that most people who get rich do so quickly after they get their minds right. In other words, once correct thoughts dominate one’s mind, wealth follows soon after. This is the Law of Attraction in operation.

Two foreign leaders, JA and NH, spoke twice during Friday’s convention sessions. Both don’t speak English, and I struggled to extract from the translations something useful. During their 2nd set of remarks, it struck me. NH was deeply impressed with America and its core concept of Freedom. For him, John Wayne embodied a kind, independent, free spirit, something completely foreign to his native culture.

It struck me that, for NH, the freedom of America and the independent spirit of John Wayne were symbols of the life he created for himself and desires for the people he serves. I began to see, as NH described his fascination with freedom and John Wayne, he had so keenly visualized and internalized these concepts and ideas, that he had compelled his reality to manifest his vision.

As I pondered NH further, I was struck by the visage and bearing of JA, NH’s partner. JA comes off stern and forbidding in public appearance. He’s also taciturn and terse. My overall impression of JA is as a modern version of a medieval warrior. JA is at the top of the achievement ladder of his profession, and it pays him in excess of $1 million per year.

The important thing about JA for me was the insight that he is at the top of his game because his demeanor reflects a thought process and a belief system inextricably tied to his success. If I want the same success, all I need do is think the same thoughts and foster the same beliefs. And, for JA, that serious demeanor seems to imply a serious focus on business very much akin to obsession.

So far, then, I had three elements or principles of success as the foundation of leverage. These are obsession, a focused, vividly imagined desire and real commitment, life or death, kill or be killed commitment.

At the convention, I felt attracted to SC’s breakout presentation. In it, I learned two other principles I desperately needed. SC taught the assembled throng a number of things, but two struck home and rang especially true. He taught us that success depended on learning not to accept excuses.

I immediately recognized the truth taught. I could see in my life a pattern of excuse making and excuse accepting. Within that pattern, I could see, once again, a willingness to accept, even court, a life of disability. A life of failing to claim my inherent greatness. A life of quiet or not so quiet desperation.

As with part 3 of the Law of Least Effort, defenselessness, “excuselessness,” or living free from excuses, liberates the practitioner from the tyranny of outside control and allows one to live life completely from the inside out. This liberation comes from honesty and integrity.

Without excuses, one must honestly appraise performance. Or lack of performance. One need not always perform, but one can recognize clearly the difference. And, without excuses, one can accept one’s own humanity without recrimination or evasion.

Integrity (or pleasing integrity if you prefer) flows from honesty. Acknowledging what is and what is not allows one to declare truth. And, as one consistently perceives clearly and declares correctly, one is naturally led to keep the promises one makes. Here we have a solid foundation for pleasing integrity: honesty, truthfulness, and trustworthiness.

All flowing from one simply employed trait: a willingness not to accept excuses from oneself.

And then SC helped me again by zeroing in on part 2 of the Law of Least Effort, responsibility.

With the foundation of honesty and truthfulness mentioned above, one, anyone, is prepared to accept full and complete responsibility for the totality of his or her circumstances. With that responsibility comes ownership, truly owning one’s life.

And when that happens, one really begins to live life from the inside out, not from the outside in. One becomes self-directed rather that other directed. One programs one’s own life; one allows the programming offered by others only insofar as such contributes positively towards the manifestation of one’s desired reality.

With these additions, my leverage was as a pentagon, five facets of one motivating whole:
• Clearly defined goals and objectives tied to vivid, positive emotions
• Life or death commitment evidencing real decision
• Obsession on the goal(s)
• “Excuselessness,” and
• Full responsibility

We had thought to return home from convention Saturday evening after the event concluded. Instead, we were invited by another leader, TK, to stay with him for a 2-day retreat, a retreat with no particular agenda.

I figured, with all I had gained so far, that I could, by retreat’s end, have my mind completely right and be ready to begin my journey to income transformation.

I’ll report next post on my results. Thank you, as always, for joining me on the journey.

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Mt Rainier

Addicted to Projection – Week 19

Are you more in love with your potential or your excuses?  For me, the answer too long was the latter.  That was a consequence of addiction, addiction to projecting my excuses onto the people around me.

This was part of the blueprint that was keeping me small and stuck in my previous reality.  That reality was far short of my dreams, and, more to the point, far short of my potential.

A few examples may help you understand me.  You can liken these to yourself if they fit.

Most of us understand the Law of Attraction to state that we attract what we inherently are.  (E.g., Haanel, paragraph 19-17.)  As I thought myself to “be” prosperous, and I could see that I wasn’t, I projected my own (I know now) weakness onto my wife.

That’s three logic errors for the price of one:  externalizing the cause of my reality, projecting my weakness onto my wife, and denying the reality of my own mental state.

All you married folks will realize that the logic errors are just the tip of the error iceberg.  The larger portion of the problem is denial, blame, lack of progress, poor economic results (at least in comparison to perceived ability), and destruction of trust and emotional intimacy.  Not a pretty picture, especially when that wasn’t the only weakness I projected onto my wife.  That she stayed with me is a testament to her strength and her commitment to her covenants with God.

Our society offers two choices for celebration: ability or disability.  This being the season of the Winter Olympics, celebration of ability is almost constantly before us.  Every political season gives us cause, if we want it, to celebrate disability.  Part of my insanity, as mentioned in previous posts, was coming from a “less than” box, where I believed myself to be less than others.

As a consequence, part of me liked the idea of being celebrated for being disabled.  My affliction with depression was at least partially disabling.  Whoo hoo!  I’m disabled.  Wait!  I don’t want to live on disability income, so I can’t really go there.  Nor do I want to live dependent on frequently ineffective mental health meds with terrible side effects. That wouldn’t do at all.

I always perceived myself to be a good student.  After all, you really can’t gain entrance into law school nor pass a bar or CPA exam without being a good student.  That’s all good, as far as it goes.  What about the “weightier matters”?  I was great academically in formal education.  I could remember, assimilate, synthesize, analyze, and logic through others’ problems.  What about my own?

“Knowledge does not apply itself,” says Haanel repeatedly in his Masterkey System.  And, so, I was left with a logical conundrum.  I believed Haanel (and many others writing similarly), and I had a firm grasp of the text.  And, yet, at least through 2013, I still didn’t like my results.  Two choices immediately appeared: blame the teacher, or admit my failings as a student.

Up until recently, I blamed the teacher.  I can see that now.  I disclaimed responsibility for my ability as a student, largely as part of my larger “externalization” of success.  All the books, tapes, programs and systems offered me “magic” that would transform me via external influence into the person I felt I could become.  And I projected my weaknesses and failings onto the teachers.

Fortunately, persistence is a virtue, and it can be learned.  My basic personality helped.  I was always too stubborn to give up.  I am always ready to wake up to a new day and try again.

Why? I can’t tell you.  I suppose I’m like a mountaineer.  “Why did you climb the mountain?” asks the reporter.  “Because it was there,” replies the outdoorsman.  He had a motivation different from the reporter, and such will really forever remain foreign to the spectator or critic.

Through the grace of God I always had before me a vision of who I could be, and that was far beyond my current state.  The mountain of my potential lay constantly before me, and I could not give up until I found a way to summit that peak.

Hence, I celebrate each day’s progress, each day’s chance to renew the upward journey.  Today I found a new insight: that I have been more addicted to my excuses than to my vision.

When I combine that knowledge with the conviction that the power of success is within me, I gain strength, and I gain compassion.  I also gain motivation to continue the upward climb, because I know many coming after me will need my example to give them strength to continue their own climb.

Join me, won’t you?

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Cool Kids & Belonging – Week 17 HJ Supplemental

This is another supplemental entry. Casual readers may want to give it a skip.

Change is hard. The more significant the change, the harder it is. Our journey through the Masterkey System invites us to recognize our true selves. In doing so, we let the old self, patterned on others’ ideas, die. We are thus reborn, a new creature, fashioned on our own perception of our purpose or Dharma.

I am at this writing in my late 50s and have been gifted with strong passions, incisive thoughts and a clear mind. I invested 28 years in practicing law, and that practice disposed me to exude confidence in who I am and what I think. All of this adds up to deep ruts in the stone paths of my life.


Of late, the change process has prompted interestingly irrational thoughts, causing me at times to question my grasp on reality.

Reassuringly for me, we found out in this week’s MKMMA webinar that such things are common when facing wholesale change.

I feel blessed even so, because the flow of insight hasn’t failed. Every week has brought (or revealed) a new or deeper layer of thought and feeling ready to be layered in (or dug out). Recent weeks’ practice yielded insight that a significant portion of my adult interactions have proceeded from a place sometimes called the “less than” box.

Sunday morning this week brought the biggest insight so far. I saw clearly that I had been living my father’s life.

His father died young, when my father was 16 or 17. Previous to his death, my grandfather spent years away from his family at what today would be called an extended care facility. As a partial consequence of growing up poor and fatherless in the Great Depression, my father chose to live often seeking the approval of others, especially those with business or personal financial success.

For example, rather than spend his retirement years (few though they turned out to be) simply enjoying his family and serving in the community, to his dying day (almost literally), my father worked one unproductive business deal after another, always looking for a financial home run. You see, with financial success he would finally “be somebody.” My Dad stroked out at work, was conversant for only a short time, and never left a hospital bed again. He died about two weeks later after 10 days in a stroke-induced coma.

My insight this Sunday allowed me to see how many, if not most, of my personal, professional and social interactions were for the subliminal, subconscious purpose of gaining approval from, and/or access to belonging with, the “cool kids” in my life. Of course, this never happened in any significant or lasting way. I, too, sought the symbols of power and wealth, thinking, if you can call it thought, that those things would add enough to me to make me something.

In that way, as in others, without conscious forethought, I lived my father’s life.

Sure, I had a degree and license he never earned. I had skills he never possessed. I learned to network as he never did. But fundamentally, I was his son, through and through.

Lest the reader misunderstand that this was all bad, my father was a person of amazing good will, charity, and good character. He was admired for those things by all who knew him. His work ethic was all but legendary. His love for his family was beyond doubt. I also possess a fair measure of such positive traits. His example and teaching were instrumental in my adoption of that positive programming.

And, now, action beckons. Haanel’s promise that meditation would liberate me from the chains of dysfunctional beliefs is coming true.

I have gained insight into my true self, and I feel the heavens inviting me to give that man wings.

But, first, a funeral is in order. My old man of sin died and was buried with my watery baptism and subsequent, ongoing repentance. Now, my approval seeking, “wanna be” financial and professional adventurer has stroked out and will soon be comatose.

I had the courage to honor my father’s wish to not be artificially kept alive without any hope for a vibrant, quality life, and I can summon that courage again. I had the courage of my subconscious convictions to live a dysfunctional life in honor of my father’s pattern.

I here declare the exercise of courage needed to embrace vulnerability, pull the plug on “other directed” life, let that old life die, and experience every day the bliss of living by the internal, God-given compass of my divine purpose.

How appropriate that this week’s Ben Franklin value for me is courage. I chose that value three weeks ago, and my “subby” delivered me the prime opportunity and the power needed to display that virtue, right on cue. It will be fun to watch courage manifest, over and over again.

The power is within me now to live a life of effective, joyful, productive service.

I easily see patterns. That has served me exceptionally well as I work the current process of change. I easily see cause and effect. I discern with incisive facility. I infer with surgical precision. Humans are as habitual as any animal, and both success and failure leave tracks easily followed.

My experience of adversity gives me deep empathy. My years of advocacy yielded facile communication skills. I lived a good story, and I easily remember the good stories of others.

I am sensitive to my personal, pivotal needs, and I believe I can coach others to gain sensitivity to their own.

Most of all, like Frank Herbert’s Paul Atreides (Dune) or the Wachowski brothers’ Neo (The Matrix), my sleeper has awoken. Like them, I am initially reluctant to believe in my intrinsic greatness, but I, too, have great help and wonderful companions. I can learn to be one with them and with the world, living in perfect harmony.

It will be fun to watch me soar. My life is full. I have opportunity beyond the value of the treasures in Smaug’s hoard or the legendary Cave of Wonders. After all, I am made of God stuff, and trinkets, baubles and other shiny objects are of no eternal value.

Unlike most people, I have felt the power of a true mastermind. I know its potential, and I’m learning my own.

I revere my father’s sacrifices for me and my family. It will not honor him, however, to continue on his path when I can now walk my own. I promise, dear reader, to tread my own path. And, I always keep my promises.

Walk with me, will you please? Or, maybe you’d rather ride? We get to pick, after all.

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Walk Around in That! – Week 17 Supplemental

For my readers, thank you for reading at all. For MKMMAers, especially, this is a supplemental post, and it’s very long. If you’re game, I’d love your feedback, as always.

Recently, my craniosacral therapist, Steve, once he had me aligned properly, said, “I have some homework for you. You feel the communication and the flow within you?”

When I answered, “Yes,” he said:

“Now, just walk around in that,” meaning that state of being at peace while being completely present.

“OK,” I thought, “I’ll give that a whirl.” I knew from experience how difficult the exercise would likely be, but I was game anyway.

During the next week, I failed miserably at walking around in a place of peace and communication with my body. My next visit to Steve saw me more misaligned than ever, together with being frustrated. The treatment helped, but it left me wondering what I was missing.

I knew I had attached effort to a non-effort process, but that didn’t seem to really address the core of my difficulty.

Enter my daughter Janel, who, for me many times, is my Hero’s Journey’s true spirit. She, seemingly coincidentally, often points me right back on track. This week was a good example.

Sunday, I interacted with her prior to her leaving for church (we attend different congregations of the same faith) about her upcoming presentation of a lesson. She said she didn’t know what she was going to do, and she felt distant from the lesson material. I offered some reassurance, then went about my duties.

On returning from church, Janel announced that her lesson had been a big success because she’d found a hook upon which to hang an appropriate classroom objective. It came from a TED talk she’d recently viewed about connection and vulnerability by Dr. Brené Brown, PhD. She gently insisted my wife and I view the talk, which we did.

[You can see it here, if you like. Its sequel, here, is also wonderful.]

Monday, as I reviewed Haanel’s Masterkey System Lesson 17 and meditated upon the same, the light really dawned.

In paragraph 17-6, Haanel says, “Concentration is much misunderstood; there seems to be an idea of effort or activity associated with it, when just the contrary is necessary.” My experience attempting to “walk around” in the still point is evidence of my previous misunderstanding. I don’t think I’m alone here, and my experience lends me empathy and compassion for similar mistakes others might make.

Haanel continues, “The greatness of an actor lies in the fact that he forgets himself in the portrayal of his character, becoming so identified with it, that the audience is swayed by the realism of the performance. This will give you a good idea of true concentration; you should be so interested in your thought, so engrossed in your subject, as to be conscious of nothing else. Such concentration leads to intuitive perception and immediate insight into the nature of the object concentrated upon.”

Haanel goes on in Lesson 17 to encourage one to make one’s desire part of the subconscious and, by meditation, to intuit the essence, echt or spirit of the thing. This is because once the essence is so intuited, one may own the concept, thing or virtue, awaiting only the full manifestation of the same as people, ways and means are attracted to make it so.

And, contrarily, obtaining a thing before one so “owns” it will make one’s possession temporary because he or she did not “earn” it by internalizing the essence or the spirit. Thus, there is no permanence in something for nothing, as lottery winners so often demonstrate.

Emotionalization of thought, especially of an “ideal” in Haanel’s language, is vital. And that is a practice which seemed largely to elude me. Without emotionalization, there is literally no way to effectively transmit an idea from the conscious to the subconscious.

As I pondered this, my intuition led me back to Dr. Brown, who states emphatically that we cannot selectively numb emotion. Therefore, when we numb any emotion, we numb them all.

And then I had it. An incident in early childhood had invited me, unintentionally, to believe that strong emotions were dangerous. And, further, that strong passions were difficult, if not impossible to control. You may recognize that some of the programming you’ve been offered is of the same type.

The corollary to that belief is pernicious. That if I possessed strong negative emotions or passions, I was a bad, dangerous person. Enter guilt, and then, upon the recurrence of such emotions, shame. Neither of those self-condemnatory practices was or is warranted, but my human nature succumbed even so.

Guilt is like this, per Dr. Brown: “I’m sorry; I made a mistake.” Guilt can be healthy, because it leads to positive change. Shame, on the other hand, is not. Shame misinferred from a childhood experience is often called toxic shame, and for good reason. Shame, per Dr. Brown again, is “I’m sorry; I am a mistake.”

All this made perfect sense as I knew from addiction recovery work that I had a tendency to numb or suppress difficult emotions.

Fortunately, Dr. Brown’s talk also offered a remedy. I could continue my Hero’s Journey by embracing vulnerability and learning to live “whole heartedly.” The essence of what I needed to do was to give myself permission (sound familiar?) to experience my life’s full emotional content. Not so easy, but possible.

Further pondering allowed the insight that, while my inner child could not easily deal with strong emotions and passions, as an adult, I could. I knew, for example, that fear is exhilaration deprived of oxygen. Thus, by being willing to assert control over naming my emotions, especially while breathing freely, I would be easily able to experience strong, vibrant emotional content and not be overcome. [Carolynn Sokil drew a similar conclusion, artfully expressed here.]

Not only would I not be overcome, my life would gain depth, texture and color. [Bill Knox expresses similar thoughts here.] And, by doing so, my inner child would more often feel invited out to play, and he would bring energy, vitality and a genuineness that might otherwise stay hidden.

My first couple days of this new life have been interesting.
• My subconscious demanded that I release some previously trapped emotions, though with an interesting twist. Instead of having to release one discreet emotion at a time, I was allowed to release two and three emotions simultaneously.
• Courage has been required. When my ankle complained (still healing from an Achilles tear), I said to myself, “I’m willing to experience all the pain of this experience.” And, surprisingly, the pain all but vanished.
• I can tell this is a practice, not a one-time change. But the change is totally worth it. As I open up to experience fear, anxiety, worry, etc., these emotions quickly dissipate, to be replaced by an amazing childlike wonder about the beauty and splendor of the world around me, including the people in it.
• Case in point about the people. A group meeting saw a suggestion for a tool to be created, and I was able to help the group easily reach consensus about the basic form the tool would take. In the discussion, no one seemed hurt, and everyone seemed pleased with the outcome. Harmony, anyone?
• My server at lunch announced she was in a contest to win a Keurig coffee maker. All I had to do to help her cause was complete a brief online survey. Normally, this idea would have been annoying and vexing, but this time was different.

Haanel finishes the lesson by encouraging the student to concentrate on a desired virtue, thusly, in 17-37. “Always concentrate on the ideal as an already existing fact; this is the germ cell, the life principle which goes forth and sets in motion those causes which guide, direct and bring about the necessary relation, which eventually manifest in form.”

I immediately knew how to focus my meditation. I wanted abundance, so I pondered about its essence or spirit. I wondered how I could find that essence. Intuition came almost immediately: “Just walk around in it.” I knew just what that meant.

Abundance, as all other virtues, lies within. To see it manifest, all we need do is to give ourselves permission. Last week’s kindness mastermind gave me great experience observing the law of growth’s effectiveness as I gave myself permission to see kindness, do kindness and be kindness.

Therefore, to manifest abundance, all I have to do is see abundance, as in the profligacy of nature (the evergreens in Seattle are amazingly beautiful), do abundance, as in gleefully adding an extra $1 to my server’s tip, and be abundant, as in the group meeting example above. I just “walk around” in the sense of abundance, and abundance manifests without stress or specific effort.

It’s nice knowing that I’ll get better at seeing abundance each day, and I know the spirit of abundance will very soon infuse my life so fully that I’ll be Haanel’s actor, unconsciously concentrating on my ideal. Join me, won’t you?

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Basic Symbols, Basic Shapes, Basic Colors – Week 16

I don’t know about you, but symbolic learning isn’t my strong suit.  I am just more skilled at interpreting, absorbing and synthesizing the literal.  The figurative, i.e., symbols, are another story.

One nice thing about symbols is they are susceptible of multiple interpretations, and maybe that’s the point.  A symbol can be meaningful to me in one way, and to you it can be meaningful in another, and the diversity of interpretation does no violence to the utility of the symbol nor to either of us.

For the last 15 weeks, I’ve been using, largely ignorantly, 6 symbols to help me learn the lessons of the Masterkey System.  There are 4 primary symbols and 2 supplemental symbols.  The four primary symbols are a blue rectangle, a red circle, a green triangle, and a yellow square.  The two supplemental symbols are a compass and a magnifying glass.

I understood rapidly the import of the supplemental symbols.  After all, these are items I’d used many times in life, and I knew their “real world” utility.  So, thinking of a compass as directing me to follow my Dharma was easy.  Thinking of a magnifying glass as reminding me to stay focused was also easy.

Not that doing those two things was easy, mind you.  It still isn’t.  I’m still learning to operate my thinking and feeling mechanisms more efficiently and effectively.  Progress occurs, however, which is gratifying and reassuring.

Now, what about the primary symbols?  What do I learn from basic shapes and basic colors?  Not much, it turns out, until I felt prompted to take on a simple project.  You may like this story, and it may benefit you, God willing.

Here’s the project.  Some years ago, my daughter gave me a refrigerator magnet composed of a colored, patterned circle upon which she’d written her name in cursive script.  The paper circle was glued to a glass “jewel,” a piece of glass shaped like a river rock, flat on the bottom and rounding on the top, and a magnet was glued to the back.  This little magnet was attractive, it constantly reminded me of my daughter, and like all such things, was useful in temporarily affixing two-dimensional items to the refrigerator.

One day, tragedy struck.  Entropy came to collect its due, and the paper giving my magnet its import separated.  The jewel could still memorialize my daughter, but the item’s essential utility ended.  I was left with a marred memento and a bare, unattractive ceramic craft magnet.  That just wouldn’t do.

Next, the inspiration.  If my daughter could craft a magnet, so could I.  I sought counsel from my mother about where to find the glass jewels, and she guided me appropriately.  The same store, unsurprisingly, had craft magnets and clear adhesive.

I already had digital versions of the four basic symbols and a pictorial representation of a compass.  I have a real compass, but it’s safely ensconced in my emergency “go pack” left over from years of being a Boy Scout leader.  My plastic magnifying glass lies on a prominent place on my desk.  I reduced the size of the symbols to fit the size of the glass jewels, and printed them.

A pencil and scissors made short work of fitting the paper symbols to individual jewels.  A little glue, a little patience, overnight curing, and, Voila!, new refrigerator magnets.  Here’s a picture:


It turns out that this supplemental kinesthetic exercise opened my eyes to the utility of the blue rectangle, the red circle, the green triangle and the yellow square.  For me, the message is one of simplicity.  It turns out that amazing things are produced out of simple ingredients.

Reminds me of a scripture.  “… by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; ….”  Book of Mormon, Alma 37:6.  You’d think, wouldn’t you, that having read that verse several dozen times, I’d have the message down, right?  Well, the teacher only appears when the student is ready.  And, fortunately, when the student becomes a servant, then the Master appears.

And so, my basic shapes with their basic colors now enshrined in refrigerator magnets, remind me constantly to remember to think basic, productive thoughts, feel basic, positive emotions, speak simple, edifying words, give unselfish, caring service, do simple, traction-producing activities, and hold basic, divinely inspired intentions.

I am repenting from Naaman’s fault.  I thought  I was supposed to do some great, heroic things.  It turns out that real heroism comes from consistently doing the humble, simple things which are the building blocks for a heavenly soul.  When I do that, the mansion takes care of itself.

What do you think?  Will you join me in the real hero’s journey?  Will you search out your divine destiny and use your God-given powers of perception to find the basic building blocks that will bring it about?  I know you can; I pray you will.

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