Fiction is Now My Main Squeeze

Last month on July 29, I wrote Fiction is My MistressI have now decided that for the time being, until my new project is complete, I have to put CJPPhotoNews and Wisdom and Life into hibernation.  Up until last November, I didn’t think I would return to writing fiction again.  Now though, I have found that fiction is once again my main squeeze.  Any writing that I do SHOULD be for my next project.  When I’m writing for my two blogs I’m not spending the time I should be spending writing my short stories.

 

With that in mind, I’m temporarily stopping my two blogs.

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Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

Snippets From Random Acts

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As with last week’s column, Fiction is my Mistress, I’m again sharing snippets from short stories I’ve written in the past and am continuing to write as you read today’s column.

 

This week I’m sharing snippets from my short story collection:
Random Acts: Stories of Redemption


This snippet is from my story called Katie’s Castle:
His mouth dropped open.  “You don’t know,” he said.  “Didn’t Mommy ever tell you?”

“Tell me what?”  Though now she had a thread she needed to hear the whole story in order to complete the yarn.

“I understand why she wouldn’t burden you when you were young, but…”  He paused here and sighed “…well I guess it was easier to bury the truth after so long.  I couldn’t live with my actions, so early one morning before your mom was awake, I remember it as two-fifteen exactly.  You were away for the week visiting a friend, and I went downstairs and walked into the garage. I started the car. I never woke up.”

“But, wait a minute,” she said, now scratching her head.  “Mommy said you’d been in a car accident.” Now she frowned.

He nodded.  “Well, that sort of makes sense.  There’s a grain of truth in the story and I guess it was enough to satisfy her.  I’m sorry, Katie. I wouldn’t have said anything. I thought she would have told you by now.”  He grew quiet again and after another few minutes, Tom could no longer deal with the silence that hung between them.  “I’ve accepted my fate, Katie. I only came back here now because I see how much you’re still hurting. It really is unhealthy to carry all that anger around with you.  It’s amazing what death can do for you. You’re able to see things much clearer. I can see right into your soul, Kate. It’s dark in there and it shouldn’t be. You’re still young.  There’s so much for you to be happy about. Stan loves you but he knows you won’t let him in because of me.”

She was shaking her head now, and she almost laughed out loud.  “Stanley Weller?” she said now looking away. “C’mon.”

“Hell, he’d probably kill me if I wasn’t dead.  But you need to know this and God knows he wouldn’t tell you.  Think about it, Kate. Why do you think he bought you that gallery?”

 

Two snippets from Random Acts:

1. Frank took a seat in the den, admiring the decor, wishing he could afford even half the things this lady seemed capable of acquiring.

“So,” she said, walking to the bathroom, “how was work?  Did you miss me?”

Frank didn’t smile.  “That’s an odd thing to say.  You seem to have so many men coming and going I didn’t think you would notice when I’m gone.”

She peered out and said, “Hey, that’s not fair!  We never talked about an exclusive relationship.”  In her heart, that’s what she wanted though. But could she trust him?  In every 

other circumstance, she’d been hurt.  She swore it would never happen again, but there was a lot to lose by making a commitment to one man.  “I’ll be right out.

 

2.  “C’mon, Ellen.  You were gonna say something before.  We came here tonight because you wanted to talk.”

“Oh.”  She paused.  This was it. Would she tell him now and lose him?  She tried to think. There was an awkward moment when neither of them spoke.  But she finally said, “My family? You want to know about them?”

He nodded.  “It’s a start.”

“My parents were killed when I was just five, Frank.  I went to live with an aunt shortly after. When I turned twenty_one I left.  You see,” she said, “my parents left me a very large estate. I couldn’t take advantage of it until I turned twenty one.”

“Oh my, God,” he said, running his fingers through his hair.  

“It was a long time ago.  It doesn’t bother me telling you.  In fact, it’s nice to know that someone cares.  So I don’t really need to work as a cocktail waitress, but if I didn’t have this job at the nightclub, well I’d just die.”

And one from Ceremonies:
He was pouring his coffee when the phone rang.  Walter picked up the receiver and heard Mike Farlowe, the Scout master.  The mug crashed to the floor, sending shards of plaster around the kitchen upon hearing the scout master’s plea.

“Did you hear me, Walter?”  Mike was saying. “We know. Maybe you’d like you to come downtown, get this thing straightened out.”

Walter knew the day was coming.  Some nights he’d go to bed praying it would come the next morning, but now that it had finally arrived, he rebelled against it, choosing to ignore the Scout master’s plea.  He stood in the middle of his kitchen, the broken mug lying on the floor a symbol of what would surely happen to his life if he went downtown. He spun around and placed the phone back in its cradle and continued fixing his breakfast.

A moment later, the phone rang again.  Walter picked it up and said, “Hello?”
“Walter!”  the shrill echo said.  “All we want is to talk.”
“Fine,” he said.  “We can talk here.”
“You’re not making this easy, Walter.”

 

For those interested in reading the entire collection, the book is available on Amazon:
Random Acts: Stories of Redemption

 

Next week, more from my NEW collection I’m currently writing.

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

 

 

 

Fiction Is My Mistress

I’m still writing my Block Island stories and I’ll share some fragments from the new story I’m working on at the moment.

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From Arrivals and Departures:
In no particular order, here are four fragments 

1.     Sean strolled away then.  He walked to the far end of the property and sat near the boulder that marked where the lighthouse resided before it was moved. Closing his eyes and resting his head against the rock, he smiled again. Block Island seemed to always create a sense of peace and joy in him. There was nowhere else he felt so relaxed. If he wasn’t careful, he’d be asleep in a matter of minutes.  

In this time between, he heard a woman’s voice whisper in his head, “believe what you’re seeing.”

He jerked his eyes open. “Kate?”  He leapt to his feet. Brushing himself off, he looked around and saw several other people staring back at him.  “I’m alright,” he said, smiling. “Must have dozed off for a moment.” As he walked away, he thought again about Kate’s visit after she passed. And now here on Block, there have been unexplained events.

 

2.  Left to his own thoughts once more, Sean reflected on the first time he saw Kate. It was actually his brother, James, who introduced them. They were sitting in Willoughbys, a local coffee shop when Kate walked in. To this day, he continued to wonder whether it was a set up. Both James and Kate denied it. What did it matter, really. They wound up falling for each other and spent as much time together as possible, starting with meeting at Willoughbys every morning before each headed to work. The other regulars began calling them Kasean, because they were together so often, first behind their back.  

Then one morning they strolled in, holding hands and Bill, one of Willoughbys frequent guests turned and said, “Uhhhhh.  Look it’s Kasean.” The others in the coffee shop waited for a reaction. When the only thing that happened was a slight giggle from Kate, everything went back to the status quo. 

Kate smiled as she took a seat next to Bill. “At least you’re using my name first, Billy Boy.”  She brushed his hair with her hand. Kate was demonstrative that way with everyone. It was one of the reasons she became so accepted at the morning coffee clutch.  Everyone loved her. But there was only one she wanted to spend any time with. She watched Sean, never taking her eyes off of him as he walked back to the table with her coffee. Half the time, Sean was unaware of how deeply Kate watched him. They were truly one soul separated at birth.

 

3. He made plans for this trip to Block Island a year ago, soon after that flight over the island; when he and Kate started looking for summer homes. From the time Sean turned twelve, he traveled here, first with his family, then once he turned eighteen he started coming on his own. Every chance he could. He fell in love with the island from the first time his feet touched the ground, much the same way he fell for Kate four years earlier. This was now a solo vacation having lost Kate six months ago. 

Cancer is such a horrible disease. In some cases it sneaks up on you and slowly saps your life away. In other cases it hits you hard and quick like a fastball hit for a homerun over Fenway Park. That’s what happened to Kate. One morning she woke up with a headache that wouldn’t go away. All that day and into the following day the pain was unrelenting. She finally went to her doctor. That’s when things went sideways. Next thing she knows she’s being evaluated at Smilow in New Haven, Connecticut.  Three weeks later she’s undergoing her first treatment. 

Sean stayed with her the entire time, sleeping in the hospital bed that sat between them. He made sure to have a private room for them.  As the cancer continued it’s ugly march through her life, Kate kept up her resilience as best she could. Some days you wouldn’t know she was sick. Others were devastating. The day after her treatments were always horrible. Kate would do her best to hide it. Having been with her for so long now however, Sean could see through her masquerade. He’d hold her as she heaved up the medicine she was given, cleaning her up after and carrying her back to the bed.

“You don’t have to stay with me, Sean,” Kate said each time he carried her to bed. “You need to realize I’m not getting any better. It’s time for you to understand that.”

“All the more reason to stay.”  Sean sat on the edge of her bed and held her hand. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said wiping tears from his eyes. 

It went on like that for a month.  But then Kate took a turn. The treatments stopped working and within a week after she slipped into the place between. Kate’s last words before she passed were, “Promise me you’ll take our trip.”

4. Now, two years later, because of the resources he was able to gather, Sean could pursue something he always dreamed of. His father flew for the military and Sean loved the thought of flying himself. After taking flight lessons for over a year, Sean finally lived his dream and together with James he bought a Cessna 172 Skyhawk. 

Flying, it turned out was in his genes. He took to it like breathing. Sean so respected his Dad for flying for the military,. It was one thing he could never see himself doing however. He loved his father but he couldn’t follow in his footsteps.  Sean was a free spirit. He didn’t do well with regiment. It might seem odd since he owned a gaming company. However this was something he wanted. Doing something you love always makes doing it seem less like work. 

Sean kept his plane at an airport in Chester, Connecticut. There was nothing better for him then climbing in his plane and taking off anywhere he wanted. Sometimes as he flew, he still pinched himself. 

The first time he brought his girlfriend, Kate up, he watched her face light up. “Can we fly over Block Island?”

He looked over at her and laughed out loud. “I knew I loved you for a reason,” and he banked left. “When I’m up here I feel untouchable.  You know my Dad flew the P3 Orion for years. Then he joined the Air Force and flew the C-5 Galaxy. He inspired me to learn to fly myself.”

More to come next week from another story.

 

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

 

 

 

 

Back To Fiction

Last November at my Book Launch, someone in the audience asked if I would ever return to writing fiction  At the time of the event and for years before I’d given up on fiction. I spent my writing time devoted to my two blogs:
CJPPhotoNews and Wisdom And Life.  

 

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Since releasing my books, that notion has changed.  I just completed a brand new short story and am in the middle of writing another.  I haven’t felt this excited about writing fiction in years. I can’t recall the last time I felt like the only thing I want to do is write.  I’m currently working on a new short story collection and I already have enough stories to include in a new collection. The new collection I’m working on is theme based and I’d love to have it completed by the end of the year.  

 

In the meantime, I will attempt to keep up with Wisdom And Life.  I may wind up cutting back a little bit or my columns may be a bit shorter than people are used to.

 

We’ll see how it goes.

 

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end

Does Fate Play a Part in Your Life?

What is fate?  Merriam-Webster defines fate as:
The will or principle or determining cause by which things in general are believed to come to be as they are or events to happen as they do.

 

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Dictionary defines fate as:
The universal principle or ultimate agency by which the order of things is presumably prescribed; the decreed cause of events; time:
–That which is inevitably predetermined; destiny:

 

Do you believe fate plays a role in your life.  Predestination plays an important role in my own life as can be seen from the preceding link.  Are fate and predestination intrinsically bound together? I believe there are events that happen in our lives that were recorded BEFORE we incarnated, things we decided at the moment we chose to return to humanity.  As a companion to the last two columns:

At First Sight
Stop Looking

 

You may be asking do I believe fate plays a role in my own life?  If you take the first definition by Dictionary:
The universal principle or ultimate agency by which the order of things is presumably prescribed…

 

…And extrapolate it to a higher power or God then I guess I can say yes. I do believe in fate.  If you decipher ultimate agency as something tangible, God then it makes spiritual sense. In my worldview events don’t just happen. There is definitely a design to everything. Meeting my friend, Jeff, for example:

We share the same birthday.
Our mothers have the same first name.
We are both photographers.

 

That doesn’t just happen. 

I can’t drive on the highway.
I live five minutes from work. 

Read:
Phone Call to the Future and
You Can’t Always Get What You Want for further reading and understanding of this topic

Clear design in my opinion of a higher power/God working in my life.

 

In my worldview that doesn’t just happen. I see a clear design. Whether it’s fate or not, that’s up to each individual to decide. I see God everywhere. It certainly doesn’t mean you do as well. 

God?
Predestination?
Fate?

All one in the same for me. 

 

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;

We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

Stop Looking

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Are you single?  Do you want to find a long term relationship?  I have one piece of advice:
Stop looking! 

 

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What?  You may be asking.  How will I find anyone if I don’t look.  I’m sure you’ve heard it before that it’s only when you stop looking that what you want will appear.  In my previous column:
At First Sight each of the people I wrote about showed up in my life when I wasn’t looking.  I can also affirm that all the times I have actively looked for a relationship, nothing has come of it.  That’s a lesson I continually have to be reminded of. As I’ve written here previously:
–I often wonder if I incarnated during the wrong time period this time.
–I often wonder if the person in my soul group who I’m matched with decided or if I decided in this incarnation to live separately.
–I often wonder if we decided to be friends only during our time in this incarnation

 

Because you do understand if you adhere to this philosophy that we choose the life we live BEFORE we incarnate.  Everyone in our soul group will always be with us but sometimes we choose not to be romantically linked. I believe those in our group are the only ones we can, would and will be romantically linked with and since souls are light and energy there is no male or female.  We choose that when we incarnate as well. I completely understand that I may lose some of you here with this esoteric worldview and that’s alright.  I certainly don’t expect everyone to accept everything I believe.  These pieces of my worldview have been sewn into my fabric over many years, through various resources.  

 

Dr Michael Newton’s Journey of Souls has played an instrumental role in developing my concepts of soul groups and choosing our lives.  Those in our soul group show up when we need them and just because you haven’t found your one romantic partner, (in this worldview) doesn’t mean you didn’t.  It could be your best friend of the opposite sex is the partner you’ve always been matched with and as I said earlier in this column, perhaps one or both of you decided to be FRIENDS during this your most recent incarnations.  I believe that COULD be the case for many of us. As I’m writing this, I feel better knowing it could be a valid explanation.  

 

It’s only when I forget, that I find myself becoming distressed.  However, it makes sense that some of us continue to search for that partner and have been unsuccessful.  Because we already have the person in our lives that we are linked to.

 

At First Sight should provide evidence enough for those who understand the esoteric philosophy of soul groups and choosing each life we will lead before we incarnate.  We only have to put these words into action and when we find ourselves slipping, circling the emotional drain, pitying ourselves because we haven’t found that ONE person yet.  Remember:
The people in our soul group will show up when we need them and not before.  Perhaps we haven’t found them yet because we don’t truly need them yet or perhaps as in the movie:
Made in Heaven we set a limited amount of time to find them.  Whatever the reason, they are already in our lives and we are only friends during this lifetime, or we haven’t found them yet.  There’s another possibility and one I’ve toyed with myself. I actually included it in my own book:
Taking Off A Coat: Ruminations on the Infinite Soul 

Sometimes I wonder if karma is playing a role in my own circumstances:
Maybe I was a philanderer, and the fact that I have so many women who are my friends is because women see me as a non threat in this lifetime. The karmic aspect being that I can’t find that long term relationship because I’m paying my debt in this lifetime for a previous lifetime’s philandering.

 

I know.  I know. Sometimes as with my belief in reincarnation and karma many of you may see me going off The Deep End.  But this is who I am now.  This is my worldview. Accept me or not.  We all have beliefs that run counter to others.  It’s what makes us human. I wouldn’t want it any other way.

 

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

At First Sight

How many times in your life have you run across someone and knew instantly that you’d be lifelong friends?

 

At first sight usually connotes Love.  In this instance, I’m using the phrase to reflect meeting someone and knowing immediately that you’d be lifelong friends.  Has it ever happened to you?  

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It has with me:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happened in September 1989.  Still can’t believe it will be thirty years
Happened in January 1992 (The night of the first gulf war.)
Happened in 1993-1994 (Don’t recall the EXACT time.)
Happened in July 2008

 

In all four cases, I KNEW on a gut level.  I’m going off The Deep End again, going esoteric, ethereal.  In both cases, I’m convinced these people are in my soul group.  The concept for soul groups came from a book called Journey of SoulsIt’s the first time I came across the idea, and I was able to sew into the fabric of my worldview seamlessly.  If you read the soul group link you’ll get a feel for what it means to me. 

 

My radar is pretty much spot on.  I can typically tell within a few minutes of meeting someone for the first time whether we’ll be friends, acquaintances or whether we’ll ever see each other again.  The lifelong friends thing though? That’s only happened a few times. But each time, I KNEW immediately.

–Thirty years ago I was in a classroom.
–1992 I waited in RJ Julia’s downstairs.
–1993-1994 I sat in a coffee shop (The Land of Misfit Toys)  That’s a little inside joke.
–July 2008 I was taking pictures of the Madison Connecticut 4th of July Parade.

 

Four separate cases each connected by a knowledge deep in my soul that these people would be instrumental in my life.  In all these instances these people still are vastly important to my well-being.

 

These four or five people have been the most important friends I’ve made and from the MOMENT I saw them I KNEW we’d be friends.  I’m fortunate to call these people my friends. They know who they are without my calling out their names.

 

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

 

Guidance and Control

If you guide through anything other than your own example, it crosses over into the category of control. If you say, “This is what I’ve found that works for me, try it if you like.” That’s guidance. If you say, “This is what I’ve found works for me, and if you don’t follow it, you’re in trouble,” that’s control.



Abraham-Hicks
November 23, 2018

 

Abraham Hicks has been an inspiration for Wisdom and Life since its inception. The original intent of this blog, to impart positive messages via Law of Attraction shifted after several months to become more spiritual. I’ve never forgotten the roots that became the structure however. I still return frequently to the topics that Abraham Hicks discusses. When I take a quote from one of my inspirations, I typically focus on one or two words in the quote. Today I’m focusing on guidance and control.

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Since discovering Abraham Hicks and Law of Attraction, I like to believe that my personal attitude has shifted from one of control, looking at the world as something to change to make my own world better to one of guidance where I do my best to look inward and see what I must do to change myself. I learned that we can’t change anyone else, we can only change our attitudes and our reactions to outside events. When we change our response to a challenging confrontation and choose not to engage, many times the one causing the conflict loses all reason for continuing. That’s a brief explanation for why I made this significantly similar choice.  Now, the meat of this column.

 

The partial quote:

This is what I’ve found that works for me, try it if you like. is an extension of how I choose to live my life. It’s the entire purpose FOR Wisdom and Life. What works for one person probably won’t work for someone else.  As I’ve maintained here during the course of Wisdom and Life’s existence, helping even just one person with something I’ve written is gratifying enough, because maybe that one person will help someone else due to what they read.

 

Living through a guidance aspect and learning that control can be damaging, not just to the person BEING CONTROLLED, but to the person CONTROLLING as well. It’s the one controlling that hurts more I think. They’re the person that carries that control inside. When you learn to let go and let guidance take over, you’ll find yourself in a better place. All that stress you’re carrying around with you?  That will likely vanish as long as you continue to choose guidance.

 

When you choose control and expect people to follow your lead, many will abandon you. No one likes or even needs control. For the most part, people know what needs to be done. If you simply show them and guide them when they need it, you’ll find that life and work flow so much better. It’s like:

Row your boat DOWN the river.  It’s only when you go against the current that you get in trouble.

 

Let guidance be your life choice.

 

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

 

 

 

 

Revisiting The Past

Something a bit different at Wisdom and Life today, and a companion piece to last week’s A Look Back.  We’re traveling back to the beginning of this ride we’ve been on for almost ten years. It’s hard to believe that next May at this time Wisdom and Life will turn ten years old.

 

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I’ve written many columns over that period. And I hope to continue writing for another ten years. I understand some of my recent readers found me through my adventuring through my NDE. You may have thought that was the entire subject of this site. If you’ve returned at all or explored you’ll see that I write on many topics. I tie everything together in spirituality though. That’s the underlying theme of Wisdom and Life. That and my attempt to show that if you give everything over to spirit and let go of all animosity, you will be able to live a more joyful life.

 

As I’ve written here countless times before, the original intent of Wisdom and Life to concentrate on Law of Attraction (LoA) morphed into a more spiritually themed site about four months after I started. I realized once I understood what happened, that Law of Attraction is just another color of the spiritual rainbow. In other words LoA is another vehicle to realizing faith and spirituality without the dogma attached. For some of us who have strayed from all things religious, regardless of whether they are tied to any specific organized religion or not, simply hearing about spirituality can turn some off.

 

I am deeply spiritual and have always carried a huge amount of faith. I believe that’s why I unconsciously changed the direction of Wisdom and Life. Law of Attraction still plays a role here.  However if you take some time explore, you’ll find I write on a plethora of topics. I will always return to the two main topics when it comes to writing for Wisdom and Life though:
Faith and Spirituality
and
Law of Attraction

 

Be Happy!  Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

 

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;
We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

 

A Look Back

Nine years ago, I started writing Wisdom and Life.  So hard to believe it’s been nine years since this blog has existed.  

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Thought it would be fun to read my initial post from May 30, 2010:
Starting another blog today. After hearing some of my story a few weeks ago, my friend, Mary thought others might benefit from some of my wisdom. (Ha-ha) We’ll see how this goes.

This will be a place to share my thoughts on life and why I think we’re here. Feel free to comment on my posts. I’d like to get as many perspectives as possible here. Will try and post something between twice a week to daily. We’ll see how it goes.

To start with:

Let me introduce myself. For those of you who don’t know me from my photography blog, I’m a photographer who lives in Madison, Connecticut who just happens to have changed his perspective on life a couple years ago. What happened, you may ask?

The Secret is what happened. I’ve moved on from that initial introduction. One way I describe The Secret is think of it as AOL in the early days of the Internet. America Online was the introduction to many to the online world. Once you became familiar with the Internet through AOL some graduated to direct Internet. So think of The Secret in the same manner. It is simply a bridge to move forward to greater wisdom.

Follow me and we will see where this life brings us!

We’ll see you again soon!

Chris