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Getting Up After a Fall – Step 4: Gratitude

Express gratitude for all the good and all the bad that is in your life.

Gratitude dispels negative energy. Really, what did being angry ever do for you? Alright it helped you blow off steam, but it’s a short-term response. Gratitude is the long-term solution.

Express gratitude to avoid holding a grudge and giving you one more thing to undo and get passed.
Take everything as a blessing.
Feel better.
Feel great.

Rise up on the cloud of gratitude. Just Get it Done Now!

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Getting Up After a Fall – Step 2: Embrace

Injured and beaten, disappointment and embarrassment compromise your perspective.

Pain overwhelms you.

Embrace the experience.

Resist the urge to jump up and shake it off before examining the details. Ask for a full report from all of your senses.

Take the dirt that's in your mouth for instance. What does it taste like?

What do you see from the bottom?

What would you say defeat smells like?

How hard was the wall you slammed into?

Exactly how intense is your pain?

The answers to these questions are the finer details of your experience. Put the details in a journal. Unafraid to get personal with yourself, embrace your fall the way you would embrace a wounded child. Don’t skip this step. Just Get It Done Now!

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Getting Up After a Fall – Step 1: Recognize

A skinned knee, a bruised ego, a fracture, a loss – falling down has consequences.

Did you trip? Were you pushed?
Take a moment to assess. Recognize that you are down. Are you, in fact, down …again? Is this a pattern or a first-time occurrence?

Pay attention. Take notes. Accept what has happened as part of the past. Record your experience for future reference. Looking back will be sweet.

The first step is awareness. Use a journal. Record the facts. Make a list of the highlights or write the full story. Your choice.

Just Get it Done Now!

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6 Simple Secrets to Getting Up After Falling Down

6 Simple Secrets to Getting Up After Falling Down


The secret to getting up after falling down is not in the legs. Nope, it’s not in the ski poles either. It’s not in the wrist nor the back. The secret to getting up is in your head. Deep in your head. Behind the eyes. Some place south of embarrassment, and north of despair.

Learn this secret and the next time you fall instead of saying, “Oh no! I fell and I can’t get up,” you’ll say, “Ha! I fell and now I can fly!”

1. Record it. Write down what happened. Observing your life and recording your experience is awareness. Awareness is the threshold to recovery.

2. Pay attention to the details. Write down what happened in vivid detail. Ask all your senses for a report. What did the eyes see, the nose smell etc.

3. Be the judge. Admit what you liked and what you did not like in those details. Was it all bad?

4. Be grateful for the experience. Express gratitude. Then write the worst part of the experience the way you wish it had happened.

5. Forget About It. Now, that you are feeling grateful and have explored a happier ending, write down in vivid detail a far better experience, one that has not yet happened and has nothing to do with falling down.

6. Be good to yourself and others and expect what you wrote in #5 to happen soon.

In an upcoming blog I will explore the first secret to getting up – Record it. I know it is easier said than done. I will explain just how important this secret is and how you can make it your own.

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James Brown’s Golden Rule

A blog by Seth Godin turned the "Do What You Love" advice around to say "Love What You Do".  You can read Seth's blog here. I was wondering if he was clarifying, complicating, or innovating.

My post below was inspired by this notion of clarifying, complicating, or innovating.....

Maybe these days the golden rule "Do unto others as you would have others do unto you" is better stated in the negative, "don't do to others what you don't want done to you".

It may be even better to highlight the cause and effect of this wisdom and say it the way the godfather of soul said it in the song Static, "Don't start none. Won't be none." This way, the statement is vague enough to include all manner of good and bad and asks you to think twice about the action you take unto another.

I'd like to know your thoughts on this. And feel free to tell me what you think of James Brown who with all the available music in the world found a way to come up with his own beat. Did he clarify, complicate, or innovate?

If you don't know James Brown, here's a link to a video James Brown Documentary. Enjoy!

Sound Beast: Roar the Morning Cicadas

Photo by Krista Nelson

My morning wake-up earful is often flooded with birdsong, lawnmowers, and the unintelligible gibberish of neighbor’s babies who are still a long way from learning what conversational tone is and have so much to say about all they are absorbing. These dear audibles pale however to the morning cacophony of the invisible sound beast; the collective cry of cicadas. This time of year, late in August, they remind me of summer’s evanescence. Nostalgic, I think upon all of summer’s fantastic qualities and all of them live together in the fleeting cicada reverberation. The heat and the sun and the long days and the refreshing cool waters and icy refreshments, the cooking, eating, and sleeping outside, and all the cherished breezes caught with open windows are all sweeter now that Autumn has readied her sorrel horse drawn carriage, heavy laden with bundles of sweaters. She accelerates their trot. The target, my front door. Scholastic achievements will hang for a time like chimney smoke in the clouds of life long experiences, thick dinner stews will weigh down and quiet our fears of winter cold, and orange colored leaves once green will mimic the brilliant mango sunsets. Crunching leaves underfoot. Yellow, fuchsia, burgundies, and browns offer extraordinary eyeball entertainment. The sweet and savory, bass clef, nutty fragrances that make life worth living will soon be upon me, but first I die in happiness, an end-of-summer death wrapped in the shroud of the sound beast – the roar of the cicadas. I cannot see them, but I can hear them.

Cool enough weather to have the fans and the air conditioners silenced at last, the sound beast, the roar of the insects calls you into the woods of your imagination. Go deep and make a blinding stink. Go big and dance in that all-percussion band of rattle, shake, and shimmer. Knock knock jokes of invisible noise makers. The cicada percussion orchestra begs you to hand in your resignation. Go back to the pool while the sun dances on the water and stay until the shadows whisper hints of Halloween. This is the dip you’ll linger over and have no regrets for leaving. Kiss the girl today and kiss the baby too. This could be the summer moment that makes the diary entry in the diary that makes the year and gets labeled a rite of passage.

Unpack that luggage and hang a foolish shingle. Unwrap your head-scarf coverings; your apologies and excuses. Do the main thing now. Speak up. Show up. Feel the last of the heat waves warm through to your veins where your blood runs smooth and steady. Then walk on. Enjoy your path. Do it well. Just get it done now!

Advertising on Goodreads

I just launched my first ad campaign. It's so exciting. Let me know if you see an ad for My Secret Barack: Crowning the King. Watching the numbers of people who have viewed the ad is a thrill.

Advertising on Goodreads

I just launched my first ad campaign. It's so exciting. Let me know if you see an ad for My Secret Barack: Crowning the King. Watching the numbers of people who have viewed he ad is a thrill.

Looking for reviewers

Looking for working mom's to review the first draft of my new book scheduled for release later this fall "A Dream Life for the Working Mom in Six Steps or Less". It's a quick read. Very short "How To" type of book. Send me a message if you would like to participate.

An 11 Year Old Boy Died So We Could Vote

North Carolina, home of the 2012 Democratic Convention where the first African American president, Barack Obama, will accept a nomination to seek a second term as President of the United States was also where an 11 year old boy, asleep in his bed, perished due to a fire set by the Klu Klux Klan.

James Henry Morgan died, but his sister, father, and mother escaped. The Morgan family home and business, the cornerstone of the black community, a barbershop and general store were consumed by the fire. This was the rural south of the 1930’s, a time when lynching and acts of violence against African Americans were frequent and tolerated by the authorities. James’ mother Ruth, who was also the midwife who brought my mother, her brother’s daughter into the world, had been warned to “stay in her place and stop getting so uppity”.

My aunt Ruth was determined to vote for Franklin Delano Roosevelt. She paid the poll tax, but the clerk at the voter registration desk insisted that she recite the Preamble to the United States Constitution as a prerequisite. She knew this was an illegal tactic used to block her from registering to vote, but she agreed and when she met that challenge the clerk demanded that she write the Preamble down.

“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”

She wrote it down perfectly and went on to become the first African-American since Reconstruction to become a registered voter in Wake County, North Carolina. She became a popular civic leader and began a campaign to register community members in her small town, but she was labeled a trouble -maker and devastation followed. Ruth triumphed in spite of that terrible act and lived to be more than 100 years old. I share her story with you today during Voter Registration month to remind you that the difficulties we face today are no greater than those we faced yesterday. We will overcome in the name of Ruth Morgan and James Henry and all the trouble makers in your family histories.

Here’s to all you beautiful trouble makers. It’s because of you, helping to register others to vote that we have Barack Obama and will have Barack Obama as president of the United States for a second term.

Register to vote online here.