The Best Years of Your Life… Now!

Back in November of last year, Bob wrote about John Kanzius and his possible cure for cancer. It uses radio waves instead of radiation.

I was wondering what had happened with that and in a Google search found an article from 60 Minutes about Kanzius and his machine. It was done in April of this year and he, John Kanzius, hopes to live long enough to see his machine cure humans.

I hope he does. The machine vibrates the cancer cells to death without harming the surrounding tissue.

Read Bob’s article “Raising Vibrations” about it…

Google to read more about John Kanzius.

The reason I was thinking about cancer cures, is that this weekend I’m taking care of the spurge challenge I have on the land we live on. What is spurge? It’s a weed, considered noxious and very aggressive. It does what it does so well. It grows and crowds out other more friendly grasses and indigenous plants.

I’ve said, ever since I bought this place, that I bet there’s something in spurge that could cure cancer. Maybe some bright scientist will look into that.

But in the meantime, we have the amazing machine developed by John Kanzius, which, not only, is proving to kill cancer cells but if I’m reading the articles correctly, may even provide us with a new energy source from salt water.

Have a healthy happy day,

Gwen Baran

If someone asked you, “What is the most powerful emotion?”… what would you say?

Would you say anger? Love? What about grief? What is the most powerful emotion?

I say it is hope… Yes, Hope!

I believe that the reason we humans still exist is hope. Without hope we would have given up back in the caveman days. Hope drives our desires, our dreams. It allows us to go on when there seems to be no chance of winning or even survival. It allows us to believe in happy endings.

Hope is the glimmer of possibility. It is the belief in the possible. It is your belief in the achievable. It is the beacon through all the noise, confusion, anger and frustration in the world. If your dream, your desire, wasn’t attainable, wasn’t doable, then you wouldn’t see the glimmer. Follow that glimmer. Take action until it gets brighter and brighter. Hope is your guiding star.

If you’ve found yourself without hope, you have chosen to believe that “what is” is all “there is.” You’ve reached a dead end. A black hole sucking up life. There are no more possibilities.

In an earlier post, I stated “there is always hope”. Believe it! You can choose to hope. There are always possibilities.

Look around you. Change your perception. See the doorway in the dead end. See the black hole as the transportation to a new, better, brighter reality. Allow yourself to see the potential and the conceivable in any situation that you had blinded yourself to.

Experience the most powerful emotion. Hope.

Gwen Baran

P.S. If you feel hopeless and that something is missing, you may find this article helpful:

http://www.intentionalprosperity.com/somethingismissing.html

Take care,

Gwen

The approval rating of the Congress has dropped to 9%!

The lowest in history. Due largely to lethargy of the electorate… I talked about this in an earlier blog: “$4 Gas And Nobody Cares”…

With a 9% approval rating you’d think every incumbent Senator and Congressman would be running scared …but they’re not. With gas moving toward $5 a gallon, GM’s stock at the lowest since the early 1950′s and announcements of jobs being eliminated in every sector of the economy, something doesn’t make sense.

Or is it just me?

The very same thing that keeps you from changing your life and doing something to make your dreams come true is being used to keep the population placated. The reality of how life really works is that you won’t change anything until you are forced to change …and when you finally reach that point, you’re not going to like it.

Look at history.

When you’re forced to change there is usually only one option left … your survival.

The current infrastructure of the world we live in is constructed in a manner which is designed to give you a sense of being safe and secure. On September 11, 2001, you could tune into “satellite” fed radio stations and not have a clue anything unusual was going on.

There are many psychological underpinnings to the infrastructure of your day-to-day inner and outer reality. No matter how dire things really are, you can simply shift your attention to one of your many “safe havens” and ignore what the truth happens to be …or that your options are running out as each day passes.

It’s status quo and you are conditioned to accept and maintain your comfort zone up and until there is no safe haven left… Then you’ll change just to survive.

You see, all of the little safe havens, escapes and comfort zones we take for granted, is what civilization is all about. We have the same internal safe haven, escapes and comfort zones. We’ll keep doing the same thing over and over again until something dramatic happens which forces us to change.

This means we’re all to blame.

We’ve left our sense of urgency at the door, choosing instead to lay on the couch watching a movie, instead of taking on personal responsibility to make choices.

You’d better face the truth. You’re running out of choices. The longer you wait to commit yourself to taking your life seriously the more the possibilities available to you erode in your day-to-day life. It means you’re going to have to work harder to uncover new pathways to the lifestyle you desire…

Maybe our Congress and Senate really isn’t to blame for doing nothing.

We voted them in and kept them in. We’ve maintained the status quo inside and outside of ourselves. Now it’s being threatened by a reality we refuse to confront. Where’s the difference between the way you handle your personal life and the way things are going in the shared reality of our day-to-day life?

For most people, there is no difference.

If you’ve been conditioned to be a victim, you’ll look for someone to blame for your problems. Wasting even more time as you refuse to take personal responsibility for the outcome of your life.

Think about that when you are forced to pay $100 for a tank of gas.

Take your time and watch another movie. You’ve still got a few weeks.

-Bob Baran

For some reason “Boogieman” popped into my mind today.

I was thinking back, way back into my childhood in Detroit. Trying to remember the earliest cautionary, well in this case, outright terror tactic my parents used in order to control me.

It was the Boogieman!

It went like this: If I didn’t get to sleep by 8:00 pm (hey I was four years old) I could become prey to the Boogieman! You see, if you were asleep, you were safe. If you stayed in bed you’re safe. Under the covers … safe!

Once the clock struck eight, the Boogieman would start roaming the alleys of Detroit, looking in windows and if you weren’t asleep or doing a lame job of pretending, he would “get you”. The “get you” part was left undefined. So was exactly what the Boogieman was and looked like. I didn’t know if he was a man, a ghost or what…

This fear was reinforced by every responsible adult in my life.

So why wouldn’t I believe the Boogieman was real …and of course I was terrified that he would get me! So, when night came I was under my covers… usually wide awake!

In my small bedroom there was a window at the head of my bed. This was back in the 1950′s and we had venetian blinds. You could pull on a string and the blinds would swivel to open or close. Normally they were always closed at night… except for this one particular night.

I didn’t notice it until my Mother had left the room after tucking me in.

They were open! Oh, no! Only a thin piece of glass between me and you know who. I was petrified. Hiding under the covers didn’t seem real secure. After all he could be right behind my head looking down into my bed. Finally, I couldn’t stand it! So I made a plan:

Laying in my pillow looking back toward my left, I could see the string I was supposed to pull. My plan was to jump up in bed, grab the string and shut the blinds in one rapid movement …so I waited until the right moment and leapt out of bed and grabbed the for the string as I looked out the window.

That’s when I saw two eyes, wide open eyes, staring back at me from outside!

As I pulled the string and shut the blinds I began screaming hysterically!!

“He’s here, the Boogieman is here”!

My Mother and Father were absolutely shocked by the full-on screaming and ran into the room. They saw I was truly frightened and beside myself. I keep yelling “Boogieman!, Boogieman! outside the window! I saw him. I was closing the blinds and I saw him!!

“Ted you better check!”, my Mom said to my Dad. Her Motherly instincts told her something was wrong. My Dad who was a fearless Army Captain in WWII was outside in a flash. In a few seconds I could hear him tapping on the window and calling my Mothers name. She opened the blinds and he told her there was no one out there…

He came back in the house and after awhile I calmed down.

A few minutes before I fell off to sleep I could hear them talking in the kitchen in very subdued tones. I remember hearing my Dad say: “There were footprints in the snow and the back gate, to the alley, was open wide”…

“What?” was all I remember my Mom saying as I pulled the cover over my head.

Can you imagine how that almost forgotten childhood experience has probably resonated it’s emotional flavor in many of my life’s situations? Without me realizing it?

By the way, the next day I learned a new word: Prowler.

-Bob Baran

What makes you think you deserve to have your dream come true?

Who do you think you are?

Look at all the other people around you, far more deserving. More honest, more upstanding, more charitable, smarter and more talented. If they can’t have their dreams come true how can you possibly even think you have what it takes, in any way, shape or form?

I’ve been “hit” with this more than once in my life…

I even bought into it when I was younger and less experienced with the way life really works.

I remember the ridicule came from many directions and from people who I thought wanted the best for me. Well, in their minds, trying to steer me clear from the pain and suffering of failure was acting in my best interest. It was the assumption I would fail that was much more painful.

Then one day, at some point in time when I was still fairly young, I decided not to tell anyone about something I wanted. I just kept it to myself. Thought about it all the time. Imagined having it and what it would be like to play with it …it was a toy. A very different kind of toy than the kind I would normally have shown an interest in.

In fact I remember only mentioning it to my Father …once.

You guessed it, the toy showed up. Maybe it was for my birthday or Christmas. The point was that I didn’t tell my friends about it. I kept it to myself. Obviously it made an impression on my father.

I came to realize from that experience, that by not telling anyone what my dream was, I didn’t have to defend it, or myself. If nobody knew about it, I didn’t have to justify that I deserved it. In fact, whether or not I was good enough for it was no longer an issue…

The lesson was so simple:

If I believed I could have my dream and kept on believing it …it would come true. It was the act of believing that was the key. The fact that I believed it could happen was the “magical initiation” which swept away any doubts.

Over time I came to understand this simple yet powerful process as “knowingness”.

When you know something is going to happen, you’ve moved beyond wishing and hoping or looking for others to give you permission to make your dream come true.

Knowing and expecting something was possible, in your life, is the secret of moving something from the inner world of your imagination, to the outer world of your day-to-day reality.

The lesson I learned as a kid?

It doesn’t matter what your day-to-day reality looks like and feels like. What you know and expect will find a way to appear in your life.

You just have to “know it”

-Bob Baran