Month: December 2015

Week 12: With proper focus the picture is clear and distinct . . .

focus glasses

 

This is the time of season for more pictures.  Here in the past couple of weeks I have found myself taking more pictures than I have in a long time.  I’ve been capturing everything from birthdays, special moments with my son Tasker, to moments around the Christmas tree with co-workers.  I have notices a reoccuring event . . . the majority of the pictures taken are coming out blurry.  How frusterating!  Everything appears to be spot on only to have the picture appear hazy or vague . . .

I have just about decided that I’m not going to take any important pictures with my camera . . .  There could be another solution to the problem.

 

Putting it into perspective

If you have ever looked through the viewfinder of a camera, you found that when the object was not in focus, the impression was indistinct and possibly blurred, but when the proper focus was obtained the picture was clear and distinct.  This illustrates the power of concentration.  Unless you can concentrate upon the object which you have in view, you will have a hazy, indifferent, vague, indistinct and blurred outline of your ideal and the result will be in accordance with your mental picture.

Wow . . . this explains a whole lot!  Maybe it’s not my cell phone camera after all!  It’s quite possible that I need to learn how to hold the cameras still so that it can focus on the object I am trying to capture a picture of.  Just as my pictures have been turning out hazy and blurred so have the goals and wishes for my life.  camera

6. But your ideal must be sharp, clear-cut, definite; to have one ideal today, another tomorrow, and a third next week, means to scatter your forces and accomplish nothing; your result will be a meaningless and chaotic combination of wasted material.

7. Unfortunately this is the result which many are securing, and the cause is self evident.  If a sculptor started out with a piece of marble and a chisel and changed his ideal every fifteen minutes, what result could he expect?

22.  Things are created in the mental or spiritual world before they appear in the outward act or event by the simple process of governing our thought forces today, we help create events which will come into our lives in the future, perhaps even tomorrow.  Educated desire is the most potent means of bringing into actionthe law of attraction.

I absolutely love this lesson this week!  I feel as if things are slowly coming together.  There are a couple of key points that I learned this week and they are as followed:

  • There are three steps that are absolutely essential to discover our purpse in life: recognizing the knowledge of our power, the courage to dare and the faith to do.
  • The Law of Attraction is irresistable because it is a Natural law and all Natural laws are unchangable and act with mathematical exactitude  – there is no deviation or variation.
  • Wisdom is secured by concentration; it’s an unfoldment; it comes from within.

Week 11: I will persist like a charging bull . . .

dangerous-black-bull

I was rather facinated with the analogy of persistence in life and the bull in scroll III.  I decided to do a little bit further research into the matter and share what I come up with.

A picador (Spanish pronunciation: [pikaˈðor]; pl. picadores) is one of the pair of horsemen in a Spanish bullfight that jab the bull with a lance.  They perform in the tercio de varas, which is the first of the three stages in a Spanish bullfight.

Function

There are three main functions of the picador:

  1. to pirece the muscle on the back of the bull’s neck in order to straighten the bull’s charge
  2. to fatigue the bull’s neck muscles and general stamina as it tries to lift the horse with its head
  3. to lower the bull’s head in preperation for the next stage

It was interesting to learn that if the public feels as if the picador is overenthusiastic in his lancing they will whistle, boo or jeer as they see fit.  Reason being, they do not want the bull to lose all its strength and energy as this can lead to a dull bullfight.

Furthermore, the picador is obliged to give the bull two lances in a first category bullring, however, the matador may request that the second be waived in second and third category rings.  The bull may receive three lances if it is particularly ferocious.        El Picador

The willingness of the bull to charge the picador is often cited as the biggest test of its courage. A bull that does not charge may be punished with a black banderellia, which although somewhat longer than a normal banderilla is largely symbolic and a mark of shame for the breeder. This is very rare.

Tying it together

In the Orient young bulls are tested for the fight arena in a certain manner.  Each is brought to the ring and allowed to attack a picador who pricks them with a lance.  The bravery of each bull is then rated with care according to the number of times he demonstrates his willingness to charge in spite of the sting of the blade.  Henceforth will I recognize that each day I am tested by life in such manner.  If I persist, if I continue to try, if I continue to charge forward, I will succeed. 

I will persist until I succeed.

I am the charging bull that persistently charges life in such a way that success is the only option.  It is on me to continue in life . . . with persistence.

Week 10 . . . Why are we eating elephants?

eating our elephant

 

This weeks lesson reminded me of a memorable conversation in the past that I had had that made quite an impact.  Lets fastfoward about 6 or 7 years . . .

Recalling the past

At the time I was enlisted in the Navy, stationed in Fallon, Nevada as a corpsman (medic in civilian terms) for the Search and Rescue team.  This was a very fast paced command requiring extreme dedication and commitment.  It’s safe to say that this was one of the most challenging things I have done in my life and often times I found myself feeling overwhelmed and stressed out.  There was always plenty to be done . . . qualifications that were obtained and had to be maintained, dedication in the gym to stay in shape, juggling the responsibilities of flying as a crewman at the hanger and performing my clinical duties at the clinic . . . just to name a few.

One day I found myself in the PR shop, which is where all of our flight gear ended up when it needed to be inspected or swapped out.  The guy that ran the shop was an old retired Senior Chief and worked there as a government contracted employee after retiring from the Navy.  I admired this fella because he always seemed so laid back . . . he never got upset about things, had lots of patience and an added perk was that he understood the Navy’s ways as a result of his time served.

“How do you eat an elephant?”

I’m sure this particular day I was spewing about a mile a minute about eat an elephant 1everything that had to be done and what was going on with training, exercises and rescues.  After I was done with my rant, Sr. turns to me and calmly asks, “Hey Tait!  How do you eat an elepant?”

This kinda came out of left field . . . the conversation had shifted from shop talk to eating elephants . . . I thought to myself, “What? . . . why in the world are we eating elephants in the first place?!”  He kinda chuckled because I’m pretty sure that I had a dazed and confused look on my face as I stammered, “I have no ideal . . . what are you talking about . . . eating elephants?”  He repeated his question yet again . . . “How do you eat an elepant?”  I gave it an earnest 30 seconds of analysis, trying to figure out where he was coming from and the relevance of the question. 

“I have no ideal . . . I give up . . .”  was my response.  He slowly turns to me and calmy responds, “One bite at a time . . .”  It took me a second to chew on that . . . no pun intended.  After thinking about it for a second our two it hit me . . . and it became my life’s question to others when they are overwhelmed with the big picture of life . . . their elephant. 

Making the connection

I will persist until I succeed.

Henceforth, I will consider each day’s effort  as but one blow of my blade against a mighty oak.  The first blow may cause not a tremor in the wood, nor the second, nor the third.  Each blow, of itself, may be trifling, and seem of no consequence.  Yet from childish swipes the oak will eventually tumble.  So it will be with my efforts of today.

I will be liken to the raindrop which washes away the mountain; the aint who devours a tiger; the star which brightens the earth; the slave who builds a pyramid.  I will build my castle on brick at a time for I know that small attempts, repeated, will complete any undertaking.

I will persist until I succeed . . .

Whether it be a blow to a mighty oak tree . . . a raindrop which washes away the mountain . . . the aint who devours a tiger . . . the star which brightens the earth . . . the slave who builds a pyramid or little ol me eating an elephant

success hides behind the next bend in the road.

I have found that if I focus on the monsterous elephant that I need to eat then I get overwhelmed and stressed out over the end goal.  However, when I take one step at a time, one bite at a time, the task at hand is so much more achievable.  When you find yourself feeling overwhelmed in life than ask yourself . . .

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