Happy Chinese Year of The Tiger

 

I couldn't believe it. One day in a wooded area behind a motel giving Gabe, my Rottweiler, his morning potty break, I came face to face with a TIGER. Really, in Redbluff, California, A TIGER?

It was small for a tiger, I guess big for a "Jungle Cat." That's what his owner called out to my exclamation, "What's that?" The Jungle Cat was striped like a tiger, about ocelot sized, and bigger than Gabe. 

Luckily the Jungle Cat was on a leash, and luckily Gabe was digging in the bushes and didn't see him. And I beat feet out of there with Gabe in tow before he saw the cat.

Well, that was an adventure. Surprises come with adventures. If we know what's going to happen, it's a vacation.

So, here, it appears that my Money Newsletter is an adventure.

I had set it up for twelve weeks, twelve issues, and then SCREECH!

I thought, if I'm on a roll, I don't want the rest of the information dribbled out over 12 weeks. The value of information is in keeping one's energy high and motivation higher. That way, we will have results instead of, well, there's another do-it-yourself piece of work. 

And, we pay for information because it's a service that saves us time. That way, you don't have to read the twelve books I have read. I've gone shopping, gathered the ingredients, and baked it up in a pie. 

Want a taste?

We’ve gone through tough times. The last two years—or has it been three, have knocked us out of our everyday life, separated us, and made us even more fearful. Some have lost their jobs, and others have decided they hate theirs and resigned. 

Over the past three years, we had death hanging over our heads and famine in the wings. So, what did we do? We hoarded toilet paper. Many became disenchanted with the medical system and the education system. Global warming made us fear for the planet and added guilt that our lifestyles may have caused it. We developed gulfs in our families over these issues that became political. We have become afraid to mention some subjects to new friends and lost some old friends because of things we did say. 

After watching the Oregon lottery grow to One Billion Dollars, I saw how many thought that money would save them or, at least, solve one problem—that of not having enough.

Why Talk about money?

It's where we live and how we feel about money and respond to it is fundamental to our having it. We want to know How to Get Rich, and we want it NOW. At least I do.

So, my Newsletter has morphed into a course. I guess I will call it a course for want of a better name. It will be in modules instead of Newsletters, and it will be complete in one sitting. Still 12 bucks, still 12 modules.  

Modules, okay, I'll call them modules.

I figured if I laid out a module on a table and said, plunk a buck in the cup and take a module, people would. One Dollar a module. Uh, worth it. How to Get Rich? I'd pick it up.

Only I can't call it that. The working title is Money Talk. When the course is complete, I will send up a smoke signal, or better, a notice via the Internet. 

I'm telling you the price upfront because I hate infomercials where I listen to some supposed "expert" spend a half hour giving me information—or I have to read 3 feet of content before I find out what they are selling and for how much.

I will serve up a good heaping of How to Get Rich for a nominal fee, for chances are you aren't rich yet. (If you are, slip some greenbacks under my door, or better yet, feed someone who needs a good meal.)

However, Let's Get Rich (or richer) together.

But, ah, [toe in sand] the course complete yet. 

Ta Da!

A few days ago, I sat on the paver that spans across the brick planter beside our front door. Next to me, a bush abundant in tiny white flowers was abuzz with bees. There were two kinds of bees. The larger bees looked like honey bees. The other ones were tiny, as though made for the flowers. To my surprise, with my naked eye and an inter-ocular lens made for long vision, I watched that little tongue dart in and out of a flower about 8 inches from my eye.

 

The miracle was that when I had cataract surgery about a year ago and the lens implanted, the doctor asked if I wanted to see up close like to read or see the leaves on the trees. I choose the leaves. It’s no trouble to put on reading glasses. I was doing that already.

 

And there I was watching a minuscule proboscis dart in and out of a flower when my lens was set for distance. The magic of science.

(Or the mist being removed from my eyes.)

 

I believe in science, and I believe in medicine. I also believe in the body’s power to heal, and I believe in the placebo effect. (I still haven’t completed Joe Despensia’s book, Be Your Own Placebo, although I want to learn how.)

 

It annoys me when people discount the placebo effect by saying, “Oh, it’s probably a placebo. It’s all in your head,” like that doesn’t count. Last night on Netflix, I saw a doctor try to confirm a “Miracle” at Lourdes.” the doctor didn’t want it to be the placebo effect. (I guess he believed in it.) He, as well as ministers, wanted it to be the water or the hand of God. What?! God needs for his hand to reach through the water? 

 

According to your belief.

 

How can we hit the medium? (“To find the medium takes some share of wit, so tis a mark fools seldom hit.”—William Cooper.)

 

Ah, one of the challenges of life. 

 

It is tough when so many voices call for our attention, like companies that propose health under the guise of sickness-- the method of advertisements.

 

Blame all this talk on my Newsletter. 

  

This weekend I bored myself with The Money Whisperer Newsletter. Not the content but the idea of whispering. So, hells bells, SHOUT IT OUT.

 

Don’t you sometimes want to throw yourself out of the clogged stream of life and into a raging river? 

 

Yep, whispering applies to horses and money. They are in tune with subtle cues. People, not so much.

 

I need a thump on the head sometimes, in this case, a SHOUT.

 

Time to get some Oomph behind this whole

the idea of getting rich.

 

Don’t want to get rich?

 

 Okay.

 

If you do, however, it’s time to emphatically state what you want and when you want it.

 

And mean it.

 

Now work yourself up into a frenzy to achieve what you what you want. No more whispering here. We are stating loud and clear to the great powers of the universe what we want and will do to get it.

 

 

In her book, You Can Heal Your Life, Louise Hay wrote that at least once a day, she sits with her arms outstretched and says, “I am open and receptive to all the good and abundance in the Universe.”

 

That felt pretty good, and now onto SHOUTING:

 

 https://moneyshoutouts.blogspot.com

 

Buckminister Fuller is featured in the Second Money Shout Outs  Remember him?

 

 

 

 

"Never forget that you are one of a kind. Never forget that if there weren't any need for you in all your uniqueness to be on this earth, you wouldn't be here in the first place. And never forget, no matter how overwhelming life's challenges and problems seem to be, that one person can make a difference in the world. In fact, it is always because of one person that all the changes that matter in the world come about. So be that one person."

--R. Buckminster Fuller