Blue Fire Pointer

Kamis, 07 Agustus 2014

The Power of Love

     Two years ago, I heard about a therapist in Hawaii who cured a complete ward of criminally insane patients - -without ever seeing any of them. The psychologist would study an inmate's chart and then look within himself to see how he created that person's illness. As he improved himself, the patient improved.

When I first heard this story, I thought it was an urban legend. How could anyone heal anyone else by healing himself? How could even the best self-improvement master cure the criminally insane? It didn't make any sense. It wasn't logical, so I dismissed the story.

However, I heard it again a year later. I heard that the therapist had used a Hawaiian healing process called ho'oponopono. I had never heard of it, yet I couldn't let it leave my mind. If the story was at all true, I had to know more. I had always understood "total responsibility" to mean that I am responsible for what I think and do. Beyond that, it's out of my hands. I think that most people think of total responsibility that way. We're responsible for what we do, not what anyone else does -- but that's wrong.

The Hawaiian therapist who healed those mentally ill people would teach me an advanced new perspective about total responsibility. His name is Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len. We probably spent an hour talking on our first phone call. I asked him to tell me the complete story of his work as a therapist.

He explained that he worked at Hawaii State Hospital for four years.

That ward where they kept the criminally insane was dangerous.

Psychologists quit on a monthly basis. The staff called in sick a lot or simply quit. People would walk through that ward with their backs against the wall, afraid of being attacked by patients. It was not a pleasant place to live, work, or visit.

Dr. Len told me that he never saw patients. He agreed to have an office and to review their files. While he looked at those files, he would work on himself. As he worked on himself, patients began to heal.

'After a few months, patients that had to be shackled were being allowed to walk freely,' he told me. 'Others who had to be heavily medicated were getting off their medications. And those who had no chance of ever being released were being freed.' I was in awe. 'Not only that,' he went on, 'but the staff began to enjoy coming to work.

Absenteeism and turnover disappeared. We ended up with more staff than we needed because patients were being released, and all the staff was showing up to work. Today, that ward is closed.

This is where I had to ask the million dollar question: 'What were you doing within yourself that caused those people to change?'

"I was simply healing the part of me that created them," he said. I didn't understand. Dr. Len explained that total responsibility for your life means that everything in your life -- simply because it is in your life -- is your responsibility. In a literal sense the entire world is your creation.

Whew. This is tough to swallow. Being responsible for what I say or do is one thing. Being responsible for what everyone in my life says or does is quite another. Yet, the truth is this: if you take complete responsibility for your life, then everything you see, hear, taste, touch, or in any way experience is your responsibility because it is in your life.

This means that terrorist activity, the president, the economy or anything you experience and don't like -- is up for you to heal. They don't exist, in a manner of speaking, except as projections from inside you. The problem isn't with them, it's with you, and to change them, you have to change you.

I know this is tough to grasp, let alone accept or actually live. Blame is far easier than total responsibility, but as I spoke with Dr. Len, I began to realize that healing for him and in ho 'oponopono means loving yourself.

If you want to improve your life, you have to heal your life. If you want to cure anyone, even a mentally ill criminal you do it by healing you.

I asked Dr. Len how he went about healing himself. What was he doing, exactly, when he looked at those patients' files?

"'I just kept saying, 'I'm sorry' and 'I love you' over and over again," he explained.

That's it?

"That's it."

Turns out that loving yourself is the greatest way to improve yourself, and as you improve yourself, you improve your world.

Let me give you a quick example of how this works: one day, someone sent me an email that upset me. In the past I would have handled it by working on my emotional hot buttons or by trying to reason with the person who sent the nasty message.

This time, I decided to try Dr. Len's method. I kept silently saying, 'I'm sorry' and 'I love you,' I didn't say it to anyone in particular. I was simply evoking the spirit of love to heal within me what was creating the outer circumstance.

Within an hour I got an e-mail from the same person. He apologized for his previous message. Keep in mind that I didn't take any outward action to get that apology. I didn't even write him back. Yet, by saying 'I love you,' I somehow healed within me what was creating him.

I later attended a ho 'oponopono workshop run by Dr. Len. He's now 70 years old, considered a grandfatherly shaman, and is somewhat reclusive.

He praised my book, The Attractor Factor. He told me that as I improve myself, my book's vibration will raise, and everyone will feel it when they read it. In short, as I improve, my readers will improve.

"'What about the books that are already sold and out there?' I asked.

"'They aren't out there,' he explained, once again blowing my mind with his mystic wisdom. 'They are still in you.' In short, there is no out there. It would take a whole book to explain this advanced technique with the depth it deserves.

"Suffice It to say that whenever you want to improve anything in your life, there's only one place to look: inside you. When you look, do it with love."

End Stories Doraemon

           Told one day, Nobita came home and whined complained to Doraemon. But before long, he realized there was something wrong with Doraemon; favorite robot was just silent and did not answer the complaint. He was immediately called Dorami, Doraemon's sister, and asked for instructions from him. Dorami then told me that Doraemon proprietary battery runs out. Furthermore, Dorami explained that the robot cat Doraemon as the old version is supposed to have a battery backup memory support in the ear, but because Doraemon has lost his ears, he does not have backup power to keep the memory and memory. The only way to revive Doraemon is to replace the batteries, but it means that Doraemon will lose all memory of himself and his friends; including about Nobita.
At the same time, police time and making new rules prohibit "time travel" and blocking that seeks to bring Doraemon Nobita to be fixed in the future. Dorami then give you a choice: reckless-time police broke, fix Doraemon in the future and erase his memory or waiting for someone from the future come and fix Doraemon; Nobita choose the second way. Nobita-which was lost Doraemon- then promised to study hard for Doraemon. Nobita successful effort, three years later Nobita graduated from high school with the best value and being someone who is very popular in school. Nevertheless, the nature of the cheerful and optimistic Nobita lost, he became a kutubuku always aloof. Twenty-nine years later, told Dekisugi who has become president of Japan, held a reunion with Suneo and Giant. The three discussed the issue of "loss" Doraemon and on Time Paradox; a theory that explains that the history of the world can be changed with the creation of a time machine. and from conversations that exposed the reasons why not give permission patrol time to fix Doraemon Nobita in the future, because it itself is creating Nobita Doraemon. Once repaired, Doraemon has become the ears and yellow-colored, tightly hugged Doraemon. And they lived happily ever after

Senin, 04 Agustus 2014

Good Friends

Rita Sekar Ayu is a 5 th grader. He has a friend and friend named Santi. Rita and Santi friends since they were in grade 2 They are very familiar, to the extent that they are mistaken courtship by classmates.
             But, when this first semester report cards acceptance, Rita Santi gets jealous with rank far above it. "Uh, why do always Santi is upon me, and I've already learned in earnest to get better value from it." Rita muttered as he took the report card given by the Master. "Do not upset the children, you can still increase your value in the next semester." Said Mrs. Rita Rosmia homeroom disappointed when he saw several of his students.
             When after receipt of report cards, Santi invited Rita to go to his house. "Rita, go to my house, yuk. My mother had made ​​a very tasty chicken soup for me. "Invite Santi. "I can not. Because, the plan after receipt of report cards, my family and I went straight to my grandmother home for the holidays. "Said Rita lied. She's still very upset with Santi. "Come on, then. Well I'm going home. "Santi said, waving his hand.
             At home, Rita came to face sluggish and disappointed. "Why, mama's boy lethargic face really does? You got rank how dear? "Mama Rita asked as he sat next to his son. "Rank 3, Ma." Said Rita disappointed. "You raise your rating, dear. How did you even disappointed so? "Asked Mama Rita again. "... I was disappointed because Huufff Santi gets rank 1, Ma." Rita replied, looking down. "Loh, rather than you love your best friend gets a rating of 1?" Mama Rita asked surprised. "But, Ma. Rita Santi always ranked above since 1st class And never ranked above Rita Santi. Rita jealous, Ma with Santi. "Said Rita. "Hem, dear. As a good friend, we should not be jealous of our friends. Instead, we should be happy if we are happy to see friends. Instead of jealous. "Mama Rita said, stroking his beloved child's hair. Rita then stunned to hear the words of her mother.
             Later that night, Rita lying on a soft mattress while looking at the ceiling. Mama's words this afternoon still echoing its clear minds. "Sure enough she said. As a good friend, we must also happy to see our friends happy. Instead of jealous and envious of the success of our friend. "Said Rita in the liver. Rita wants to be a friend and a good friend. He then took his mobile and send an sms to Santi. "Congratulations Santi well, you've got the first rank in the class. I am very happy with the success. ". A few moments later, Rita got a reply sms from Santi. He hastily opened. "Thank you, Rita well. You are indeed a good friend. ". The words of the text that makes Rita Santi smile and now he has promised to be a good friend and companion.