Saturday, June 15, 2019

Jump In

Jump In—but you never know how cold the water’s going to be.

That’s the reason people dip their toes, but not you Jo, you jump where wise men fear to tread.

Sometimes jumping I works, sometimes it doesn’t.

Yesterday I tried for the entire day to post the first module of Jump In as I promised. However, the Great Powers That Be had other ideas. It simply would not let me post.
Is the Universe telling me something?

To not to? (That I shouldn’t go ahead with my course?)

Or are the Powers That Be throwing roadblocks in my way to see how committed I am?

It’s hard to tell sometimes, isn’t it?

Maybe there’s more I should tell, and I’m not telling it.

Maybe I shouldn’t post it at all.

Maybe my computer has so many near-death experiences that it is leery of another.

All that tests my resolve.

Why do I want to do this?

Is there something here I need to learn?

I had fun writing the seven modules. I felt it was beneficial to me, and so like a kid who found a big fat frog and rushes home with it to show his mother—I ran out to show you my course. Sometimes the mother is delighted with his find, other times she goes, “Yuck!”

That will be the same here.

That’s the way it is when you put your work out there. You are taking a chance people will go “Yuck.”

That’s the reason many don’t try or never show their work, or put it down because they think it isn’t good enough to show the world.

I have heard that when creating, you should care, do the best you can, but once released, don’t care. Go back and create some more.

Okay I’m back on point, when and if this course becomes able to be posted, I will tell you.

It’s your choice to read it or not.

Ta Da. I’m out of here.


Friday, June 14, 2019

I’m Ms. Cellophane

Nobody Knows I’m There

Yesterday I began a site titled Jump in and decided since nobody knows it’s there to copy it here.

Psst: I forget, too, that it’s a dot blog instead of a dot com.

Since I’ve fallen in love with you guys and decided it’s an honor to serve you in any capacity I can.

Heck, what’s the sense of holding onto something you believe could be of value to someone else. 

I’m so motivated to offer this seven module course, that I’m giving it for FREE.


When one reader commented, “I hope to provide something back and aid others as you aided me.” I went, “Wow, pay it forward.”
I won’t spend much time trying to convince you that a seven- module course titled Jump In has value or that you need it. Not because it doesn’t have value, or that you don’t need it, for it just might give you the kick in the pants that will catapult you into the life of your dreams.

So, I will plunge in and see if you join me. As Ray Bradbury said, “Jump and build your wings on the way down.”

I’m not into lists or WORKBOOKS, although writing ideas or thoughts down as they come help fix them in your mind. I keep a running notebook beside my computer. The act of writing helps me to remember, and who can remember all that stuff anyway. The trouble is I have so many points that finding them again sends me into total tilt.

I won’t do a YouTube either for I believe I write better than I talk. (Oh, people write out their scripts, and memorize it? Well, I still don’t want to do it.)

I believe you folks can read. Besides I’m into reading.

And Doing.

And getting YOU excited about what it is you want to do.
That’s why I’m here, to offer some thoughts on this nebulous subject of getting on with life, of being successful, of having dreams, and of having them come true.

It happens.

If others have done it, then we can.


I’m excited for its a subject I’ve looked into for a long time.
I’ve taken many courses, and I see that many How-to’s
leave out a crucial component.

Some time ago I took Cedric and Dominica’s Trail Blazing Course except that every time I open it I run off at the mouth, uh, fingers. I’m so motivated to get going on what I want to do, that I don’t complete my lessons. 

That missing component is that our psychology, our mindset determines our outcome. 

So, that’s what we will focus on this seven-module course titled JUMP IN. I’m here to help you rid your mind of those thoughts of “I can’t, The I don’t know what to do. I’m not smart enough, young enough, good-looking enough or know the right people.”

That’s crap.

Dump it.

Not easy? I know. That’s why I wrote the course, and as you might surmise, it was more for me than you. Isn’t that the way with fingers on pages?

You encouraged me to do this with your comments.

See, it’s Your fault. 


You may know from reading me, that I am into success-oriented material. I can’t say I’m always successful, for “Getting it,” is a life-long process, but we can have successes along the way.

My idea of success is “To do what you want, what you want and with whom you want.”

Does that mean we won’t have challenges?


This course evolved from “Come on Baby Light My Fire, to the Wisdom Seekers, to Jump In. That’s the way with life too, ever changing. It evolves with time. You rethink what you’ve done before, and what you want to do now. You adjust, you fine-tune. No more fooling around, just do it. Time’s a wastin’.

And since we are here at the beginning, and you are my premiere people, you can help Jump In to evolve if you so choose. Feel free to comment along the way, give input on how this material can be better. What is it you want to know? How can you implement this stuff?

Let’s Party!

I said I would release the first module today, but the almighty internet has other ideas, and it keeps failing and failing and failing, to load. 

Let’s see how much stick-to-it-ness I have. 

I will release it when I am able. 

Maybe the universe is telling me something--sometimes you can't even give your stuff away. 

Whoopee, it posted.

Monday, June 10, 2019

Bright Shiny things

If you are an Indiana Jones fan as we are, you may remember the third Jones’ movie, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, that included Sean Connery as Indiana’s father.
When Indiana was searching for the Holy Grail involving a booby-trapped passageway, he avoided the slings and arrows by interpreting “Only a penitent man shall pass.”

 He stooped (as would a penitent man) and thus avoided the arrows.

I extrapolated this to a show we are currently watching, The Curse of Oak Island. You know the story of “The Money Pit,” where treasure hunters have searched for 200 years only to find booby-trapped passageways that cause water to flow into whatever hole the searchers were digging.

The show is developing into a search for lost history that could be more precious the gold people had spent untold amounts of money, time, effort, and at least six lives to find. 

There is evidence that supports the belief that the Knight’s Templer, buried something there. (Among other people such as pirates.) 

The Knights Templer were for a time one of the wealthiest and most influential sects in the world.

What were they burying? Gold? Jewels? 

The Knights were created to guard pilgrims traveling to the Holy Land. Since they needed money for the journey, and thus had it on their person, they were targets for thieves. The Knights protected them and began the first bank where money was safe from road bandits.

Seventy of the Knights Templer were arrested on trumped up charges, were imprisoned for seven years, tortured and executed on Friday, Oct 13, 1307—the origin of Friday the 13th as a bad luck day.

It is believed that some of the Templars avoided persecution and hid their treasures. The Grand Master endured untold agonies that ended with his death, and never revealed his secrets.

Evidence points to Oak Island as being a depository—for what? Gold? Treasure, manuscripts, sacred artifacts?

Something worth hiding.

People get gold fever. The lure of a treasure chest or a sunken galleon will send them into a feeding frenzy. Oak Island has been torn up, drilled into, and bulldozed until it looked like a strip mine. (It recovered, and looked quite wild and overgrown when the current film makers showed up. (The two men leading the current expedition, Rick and Marty Lagina, are respectful in keeping the integrity of the island.)

I believe some people have found treasures on the island, especially three boys who discovered three chests, and initially the money pit. Consider Samuel Bell, a former slave who moved to the Island to be a cabbage farmer, and ended up one of the richest men in Nova Scotia. That’s telling, isn’t it?

The Knights Templer certainly believed they had something of value to go to the effort they apparently did to preserve it. And these imprisoned tried to leave clues carved into their prison walls with no sharp instruments. Some of the clues are identical with those found on Oak Island.

One such symbol was THE TREE OF LIFE.

An ancient Kabbalistic symbol?

A BC image?

Some think the huge “Cross” depicted on the ground at Oak Island is in actuality the Kabbalistic symbol, The Tree of Life.

I looked up the Kabbalistic Tree of Life and almost fell off my chair.

The tree of Life is a sign of a fresh start in life and immortality. It is a sign of growth and strength. As a tree grows it bears seeds that contain its essence, in this way, the tree becomes immortal.

The Tree of Life is a map of 22 paths to God. It is a connection between God and the human psyche. It is made of nodes, or points, called sephiroths.  Those “sephiroths” are named, the Crown, Wisdom, Mercy, Victory, Understanding, Power, Majesty and the Kingdom. At the center are Beauty and Foundation.

(Well, there is a reaon for percuting people—lovers of truth and beauty.)

The Crown represents the beginning of the universe. It is the point beyond which our comprehension of the origins of life cannot go. This “point” is usually understood among Kabbalists, who don’t envision time and space as pre-existing, as something approaching, “ENERGY.” 


These Nineth-Century peoples knew about energy?

And then 12 centuries later along comes a man named Einstein saying that E=MC2. (Mass times Light squared equals Energy.) I don’t understand about light speed being squared or how he got it, but I understand that he said matter is neither made nor destroyed, and that mass and ENERGY are interchangeable.

What if these ancients thought their understandings were important enough to preserve?

What if their knowledge is so hidden that it will take a “pertinent” soul to find it? 

And people look for bright shiny rocks.

That’s fine, the lures of treasure is exciting, but what would we do if we thought we would be bombed back to the Stone Age?

Would we bury information? Where? For whom?

We have gained great knowledge regarding how stars are born and die. We understand how solar systems came into being. Quantum Physics is a hot topic now.
Now we know about cells, and molecules, and atoms, and sub-atomic particles.
We have an understanding of medicine and the body and the psyche that far exceeds (I think) what the ancients knew.

How far would we go to preserve this knowledge?

As I was writing the Frog’s Song I came upon this legend, and included it in my book. I guess since I’m quoting myself I can put it here. 

There was a time when ordinary people had access to the knowledge of the gods, but ignored divine wisdom. The gods, tired of bestowing the gift of knowledge only to have it ignored, decided to hide it. They believed that if people had to work for it, they would place a higher value upon the acquisition of wisdom? But where to hide it?

“Buy it in the ocean,” one of the gods suggested.

“No. On day humans will dive to the depth of the ocean,” a second demurred.

“Then bury it in the earth,” suggested another. that,  too, was dismissed, as was the top of the tallest mountain, since one day humans were sure to venture there.

Finally, one of the gods suggested they hide it where the people would never think of looking—inside themselves.”