Find Your Joy!                                         Sept 11, 2009
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How do we honor the memory of all that happened September 11, 2001? 
For me, it means getting on a plane. As you read this, I am on my way to California for a facilitator training. I want to learn how to make joy my life's work.
 
That is how we honor and remember. We show that we are not afraid to travel. We show that we not afraid to pursue our dreams. We show that life and love and joy cannot be squashed out permanently.
 
Too many people live in fear, fear that has nothing to do with terrorist attacks. They make decisions based on fear of failure, fear of success, fear of what others think, fear of the past, fear of the future...
 
Being fearless does not mean being reckless or stupid. It simply means you step out and you fear less.
 
   
   
Throw your heart over the fence,
and the rest will follow.
~Norman Vincent Peale 
 
 
Lyrics to love....
 
While there is time, let's go out and feel everything
If you hold me, I will let you into my dreams
For time is a river rolling into nowhere
We must live while we can and we'll drink our cup of laughter
 
"The Finer Things" Steve Winwood
 

 
QUOTE JUNKIE
 
"Focus on the critical few... not the insignificant many."
 
~Mac Anderson 

JOY FROM YOU
From RICHARD V:

The medicine man produced a potion for erectile dysfunction and warned, "This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You take only a teaspoonful and then say 1-2-3. When you do that, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life and you can perform as long as you want."

As the customer walks away, he asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"

"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,'" the medicine man responded. "But when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."

The man went home, took a spoonful of the medicine, and invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!"

Immediately, he was the manliest of men. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes. Then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?"

And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition because we could end up with a dangling participle.
 

 
 
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JOY FROM YOU
 
from Randy L-
 
A man feared his wife needed a hearing aid so he callled the family doctor. "Here's what you do," said the Doctor. "Stand 40 feet away from her. In a normal conversational speaking tone, see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and so on until you get a response."
 
That evening, the wife was in the kitchen cooking dinner. He says to himself, "I'm about 40 feet away, let's see what happens." In a normal tone he asks, 'Honey, what's for dinner?" No response.
He moves closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet and repeats, "Honey, what's for dinner?" Still no response.
He moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, "Honey,  what's for dinner?"
Again he gets no response. So, he walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. "Honey, what's for dinner?"
Again there is no response.
So he walks right up behind her. "Honey, what's for dinner?"
   
"Ralph,  for the FIFTH time, CHICKEN!"
 

 WHO WANTS TO GO TO IRELAND 

FOR ST. PATRICK'S DAY?

 
My pal, fellow writer, and Irishman who loves to dance the Thriller, PJ Francis, and  his ever patient wife Helena, have worked with Irish tour operator to take us to their homeland in deluxe style. We will fly into Dublin, luxury private transportation across to Galway.... eat, drink, be merry. Fly back home out of Shannon. Dinner at a castle.... SO much to see and do. Start saving now!
March 14-21, 2010
For more info, shoot me an email. More details next week. Discount if deposit paid by October 30.
 
WORDS TO PONDER:
Talk not of wasted affection,
affection never was wasted.
~Longfellow

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to: 
KRISTIN PODEMSKI
GLENN CAMPBELL
ELAINE HALBARDIER
KATHY BLUNT
LOLA LUCILLE ROBINSON - 80! YAY!
CAROL TUCKER JOHNSON - a little late
  
and all the rest of you this week, and any I have missed...........
 
ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY  
 
 
AUGUST BIRTHDAY JOY PRIZE WINNER= BARB MORRIS!
(I need your snail mail address please) 
  
 
 [Send in your birthday. At the end of every month, a name is drawn and a joy gift goes out!]
think on this...
 
JOY READER/SPREADER NANCY STACY SENT THIS:
 
Washington, DC Metro Station, January 2007. A man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 60 minutes. During that time some 2000 people went through the station, most on their way to work.
 
After 3 minutes:A middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.

4 minutes later: The violinist received his first dollar; a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.
 
6 minutes:  A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him; looked at his watch; and started to walk again. 
 
10 minutes:A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly.  The kid stopped to look at the violinist again; but the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk; turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.
 
45 minutes:The musician played continuously.  Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while.  About 20 gave money; but continued to walk at their normal pace.  The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:He finished playing and silence took over.  No one appeared to notice; no one applauded nor was there any recognition.
  
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million. Two days before, Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a true story.  Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities. The questions raised:  In a common place environment, at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?  Do we stop to appreciate it?  Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
 
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made ... How many other things are we missing?



 
 

Abundance is not something we acquire.
It is something we tune into.
--Wayne Dyer



WORD NERD
 
WHO KNEW??
 
Scuttlebutt  (noun)

Definition: The drinking fountain aboard a ship; (colloquial U.S.) idle gossip, rumor emanating from the water cooler.

Usage: On shore, the word is used widely as a synonym for gossip but should be restricted to the gossip likely to be picked up at the water cooler or fountain.
 
Etymology: From English (U.S.) Navy slang of the 1930's from scuttle butt "drinking fountain on board a ship" derived from "scuttled butt," the keg for drinking water on board ship. Scuttle originally meant "to cut a hole in something," usually a boat or ship in order to sink it, but in this case, in a keg (butt) to allow access to the water within. "Butt" is from French "botte," "boute", Spanish "bota," Italian "botte."
  -Dr. Language, YourDictionary.com
 

Change your thoughts, change your world.  

~Norman Vincent Peale 


 
 
 
ENOJY THOSE END OF SUMMER COOKOUTS!
(THANKS MELISSA LEWIS FOR PHOTO!)
MaryJoy saw this sign:
"Come the Rapture, can I have your car?" 
WHAT BRINGS ME JOY LATELY?
*Angie Scardato, artist, who works her magic with paint and transforms my walls into rooms that I really love. Faux finishes and words and swirlies..... She is amazing.
*Anna Nunally, Studio 316, hairstylist, who doesn't get mad when I come in and ask her to fix the haircut I got at the cheapo place. She does wonders and does it graciously and joyously. 
*Colleen Hughes, USBank, who does whatever she can to help me although I am a penniless writer and not a wealthy client.
*Tami Banno, purse person, who not only replaced my broken handled Beijo bag, threw in the matching razzberry wallet thingy too. Beijos = kisses!
*Normally I don't name names. For all of you out there who have helped me anytime, anywhere, in big ways and in small ways, you bring me joy and I thank you. 

Sometimes in the wind of change,
 we find our true direction.
 

JOY FROM YOU
From Bill D:
 
Important Women's Health Issue:  
Do you have feelings of inadequacy?  Do you suffer from shyness?  
Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?  
  
If so, ask your doctor or pharmacist about Margaritas.  
  
Margaritas are the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident.  Margaritas can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing to do just about anything.  You will notice the benefits of Margaritas almost immediately. Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will discover many talents you never knew you had.   
  
Margaritas may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Margaritas. However, women who wouldn't mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.  
  
Side effects may include:  
- Dizziness  
- Nausea  
- Vomiting  
- Loss of motor control  
- Loss of clothing  
- Loss of money  
- Table dancing  
- A desire to sing Karaoke  
  
WARNINGS:  
The consumption of Margaritas
may make you think you are whispering when you are not.  
may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you 
love them.  
may cause you to think you can sing.  
may make you think you can logically converse with members of 
the opposite sex without spitting.  
  
Please share this with others who may need Margaritas.  
Thank you. 
Thanks! You bring me joy!
xx kelly
 
 
 
Parting shot....
 
"Every day we have something to be thankful for.
Be thankful the photographer took the shot from this side."
 
 
 
Thanks to reader Melissa for this pic! (I'm just the messenger!) 
www.kellyepperson.com
kel_epperson@yahoo.com
Kelly Epperson
PO Box 2324 
Loves Park, Illinois 61131
 
 
 
SEE YOU NEXT WEEK.
(If my plane goes down, I scribbled instructions in my notebook on my desk for my funeral party. I forgot to add that margaritas need to be included.)