I find these meditations helpful in reminding me that the experience I’m having every day is one that I am making up, and that I can have a different experience if I so choose.  As we focus on bring our dreamed of possibilities to life, we must make significant shifts in our beliefs so that we can begin to live those dreams.  Jeddah’s teachings in the Seeds of Enlightment provide tools to help you move from an intellectual understanding of what you are trying to create, to experiencing that which you are trying to create.  I recommend this product highly.  Enjoy.

And don’t miss his answer to how he stays focused!!

Shaun White

My stepfather passed away in December, and his life was one well-lived. He did everything he wanted to do. He didn’t let things like confusion and distraction get in his way. He clearly knew what he wanted and he lived it. My mother lived it with him. She says that on her deathbed, my stepfather’s life will pass before her eyes. But she considers the years she spent with my stepfather blessed years, and has no regrets.

Upon your deathbed, whose life will pass before your eyes? If you don’t create the life you want, what will you have spent your whole life creating instead?

These are the moments in which your old reality can become your new one. These are the moments you must grab hard between your hands and wring the juice from.

We don’t know what will happen next—Haiti, global warming, global cooling, a depression—but we can know who we will choose to be when it happens.

It’s short, people. Amp it Up!!

As you might remember from one of my emails, decoherence is the universe’s method for turning quantum possibility into reality. We can ride the universe’s coattails and turn our own possibilities into reality by applying decoherence, too.

What’s the key? Create lots of information about your desired possibility in your environment over time. These informational records can be in verbal, written, action or thought form.

Today, I’m working on amplifying the Possibility Institute into reality, and applying decoherence. I have a meeting in Minneapolis to discuss the concept with a business associate later this week, and I’m working on an executive summary of the idea, some web site mockups, and a marketing plan.

The most important thing to me in designing the Institute is to make sure that it’s focused on helping you turn your life and business possibilities into reality.

So, a question: What can I offer you that would be most helpful? Would you prefer I focus on life in general, or business specifically? Are you stuck in coming up with your vision, amping it up, managing your beliefs, taking action, or with something else?

Would you prefer email courses, in-person seminars, mastermind conference calls, workbooks, or a combination of all of those?

Would you prefer to hear more about the science, or more about the practical applications of that science?

With your input, the Possibility Institute will rock!  Thank you, and have a possibility-filled day!

Kim Marcille & Michael Romaner tie the knot on the Savannah.

In a simple yet sweet ceremony, Michael and I were married on September 26th at Hammond’s Ferry in our hometown of North Augusta, SC on the Savannah River, just upriver from our neighborhood.  In a quasi-elopement, we invited only our children (his daughter Alexis, 20, and friend Ray, and my son Zack, 19, with his girlfriend Katherine).  We celebrated at Manuel’s Bread Cafe with prosecco, a lovely sparkling Italian wine, and a lovely dinner with the kids.  A week later we embarked on a two-week tour of Italy, visiting such romantic places as Venice, Florence, Tuscany and Lake Como.

We re-said our vows at San Marlino church, a church high on a cliff that you can only reach by hiking a trail up the mountain.  The last four days, we stayed at La Darsena (The Boathouse) in Tremezzo on Lake Como.  The first day there, we took a ferry across the lake to Bellagio, and visited the Melzi estate.  Melzi was the chancellor of Italy during Napoleon’s reign.  We sat high up on the perfect lawn of this estate, and told each other Father Guido Sarducci jokes as we looked over the sparkling lake.  (Remember the 5-Minute University?)  We spoke in fake Italian accents for about a week after we got home. I’m happy to say we’re recovered from that now, but still suffering from having to leave that beautiful country behind.

Right at this moment, though, as I sit on the patio of my home in the beautiful Fall weather of our hometown, I can hear the church bells ringing the half hour across the river, and I think, “We’re not so far from Italy after all.”

Ciao, mios bellos.