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Strength builds on Strength.
Not on weakness or desperation.
And not on well-meaning but vague and toothless “good intentions.”
Strength.
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Much Love (The Tough Kind if need be),
Larry
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Airport Reunions
Written in 2008. I’m practicing for when our kids fly back from seeing their grandparents in a few weeks. See if this gets you in the mood.
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So I’m sitting outside Terminal Two at Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix. Have a little time to kill before my flight leaves and I’m just taking life in.
One of the really great things about this particular spot is watching people being picked up. Twenty minutes ago I watched two twenty somethings – a man and woman – go absolutely crazy with joy over the young lady who picked them up. It reminded me of the zenith of joy I used to watch in people who won jackpots on the game shows I watched as a boy. Their relatives would come out of the audience and have a wild celebration with them.
About five minutes after that I saw a middle aged woman greet two younger men. Looked liked her son and his friend. More sedate, but she was obviously happy to see both of them. Hugs, not nearly as demonstrative as the twenty somethings before them.
And about two minutes ago, inside the terminal where I’m now typing two grown men in cowboy hats and jeans. Doing that fake slow motion thing that ended in a manly hug. I wondered – are they brothers? Old friends? Just two guys who really enjoy each others company and aren’t afraid to show it?
Yeah, this must be one of the most joyous places around. Sure, a few people are anxiously waiting for their parties or nervously checking on the status of flights.
And if you put your focus on them you’d come away with a completely different impression of airports and their emotional temperature.
Me? I’m keeping my senses open for signs of more joyful meetings, not to mention kids getting excited about take offs.
And in a few hours I get to have one of those happy reunions with my own loved ones!
Put those image in your consciousness for a while. See if they don’t put a little spring in your step.
Your Pal,
Larry
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Audio: Rippling Muscles and Dangerous Curves…The Picture You Have Of Yourself
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Another one of those gym moments.
When you permit a different picture of yourself to be the dominant one you carry around in your head…
And when you hang with people who are where you’d like to be…
You BECOME it.
Like my lady friend at the gym did.
Four and a half minutes of out of breath wisdom.
Enjoy,
Larry
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A Teachable Moment
I was looking at an online news story where someone made some kind of blunder, and it was referred to as a Teachable Moment.
As I read it, I gave a little smile inward. Aren’t they all teachable moments?
Of course they are! And those who choose to approach the consequences of their thoughts, feelings and behavior as teachable moments are the people who live the most fulfilled lives, and enrich the lives of others.
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Of course this article should end right here. What I just wrote is obvious to a second grader, much less an adult.
So just for fun, let’s look at that same news story. This one happened to be about President Obama and the controversy around an African American woman who didn’t do her best with a white farmer she was supposed to help.
Plenty of teachable moments. A lesson to be learned in public accountability. Another one in healing and forgiveness. And another in not jumping to conclusions before you get all the facts. The teachable moments go on and on.
And of course some will take them and move forward. Not just those directly involved, but those of us who read the story.
And of course many more will use this whole incident to validate and justify their opinions on individuals or groups of people. That applies to all points of view, not just one. The comment section at the end of the story is proof of that.
Of course the people who comment on these stories are disproportionately part of the “Peanut Gallery.” You know, the ones who like to spew hatred, racism, misogyny and all kinds of weirdness through the safety of anonymous posting. Not all, but many.
But the point remains. Everything that happens to us is a Teachable Moment.
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I’ve spent much of the last 20 years training beginning counselors as a supervising mentor through college masters degree programs. These are people who are bright, caring and genuinely committed to helping people.
And like any other beginning professional, they create plenty of Teachable Moments. Some little ones, like letting a client go on too long during a conversation.
And some whoppers, like missing an important deadline, or failing to protect the client’s safety when they’re in danger.
One way of looking at them is to call them mistakes. And they were. Damage was done that needed to be undone.
And in one or two cases the Teachable Moment was severe enough to have me think counseling was the wrong profession for this person.
But the emotion we bring to it – the way we interpret our Teachable Moments – is the thing that separates being a slave to them from learning, growing and getting better.
I guarantee, before too long you will have a Teachable Moment. May not make the Internet, but you’ll have one. Count on it! I’ve had a couple in the last 24 hours.
What you do with them – whether you call it a mistake, or even a character flaw – or you recognize them as a funny, loving moment to get bigger, stronger and full of love…that one’s completely up to you.
Seize The Day!
Your Pal,
Larry
Fakin’ The Bacon
I walked into the kitchen as my wife and daughters were getting dinner ready. I heard my wife ask one of the girls if there were any bacon bits for the salad.
I decided to chime in. “If we don’t have any I’ll drive to that new Italian restaurant and borrow some Baco’s.” Got a smile of recognition for that one.
It was the darndest thing! We decided to try a new Italian place in town a couple of weeks ago. I’m a believer in trying any new local restaurant once, just to give them a fair shake at making it.
This place falls in the “one and done” category. The food was OK, not worth the prices they were charging. The service was decent (although I’ve never been asked for my menu as soon as I was done so they could give it to another customer). The decor was uneven. It wanted to be an upscale restaurant, but they kept the soda cooler from when it used to be a take out place.
But the kicker was the Baco’s.
The food came out. The girls’ macaroni was OK. Hard to ruin a marinara sauce. My scallops and bowtie pasta was decent. Wife’s dinner salad looked pretty good.
Then she noticed the bacon bits. They seemed to be decomposing in the oil and vinegar. She took a taste.
It was hydrolized vegetable protein, a.k.a. imitation bacon bits, a.k.a. Baco’s.
Clearly there was something strange going on here. I’m not opposed in principle to fake bacon in a salad. It’s probably healthier than the real thing.
But that’s something I’d do in my own kitchen if I was making my own salad. I wouldn’t write on a menu I was using bacon when I was swapping out the real stuff for the fake stuff. And if I were opening a new restaurant and putting my best foot forward, I’d overwhelm my customers with the best I’ve got.
If I were opening up any new thing, I’d give it my best. It’s a representation of who I am. And it wouldn’t matter if I were on a shoestring budget. I’d either wait until I was ready to bring everything that was important, or I’d prioritize what is most important. I’d make it a point to come from a place of integrity regardless…NEVER misrepresenting myself.
Like I said – one and done. I’ve gotta believe there’s a day count going on that place.
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And of course I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t go after the “deeper meaning” in the whole experience.
Integrity. If you say you got bacon, give ‘em bacon. If you say you’re going to help someone, you’ve got to be qualified. If you’re not, get qualified first. Then hit the marketplace.
Congruence A match between what you got and what you’re asking for. If you’ve got great stuff, charge accordingly. If you’ve got good stuff or average stuff, ask for what your stuff is worth.
You’ve got some goods. We all do. Make what you’ve got the best you know how. Keep getting better. And keep it real. If you’re the genuine article, they’ll keep coming back for more.
Buono Apetito,
Larry


