Week 10 MKMMA – Persistence – the path to success

Capturing Thoughts

I will persist until I succeed

If I persist, if I continue to try, if I continue to charge forward, I will succeed… Failure I may still encounter at the thousandth step, yet success hides behind the next bend in the road.  Never will I know how close it lies unless I turn the corner. Always will I another step.  If that is of no avail I will take another, and yet another.  In truth, one step at a time is not too difficult.  I will persist and I will succeed . Mandino, Og. The Greatest Salesman.

Week 10 of MKMMA and I am grateful for the new scroll.  It came to me at just the right time.  Feeling wayward last week, rebelling against this experience and allowing my watchman at the gate to rest, I felt this scroll was written just for me and presented itself at the exact…

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Week 10 MKMMA – Persistence – the path to success

Capturing Thoughts

I will persist until I succeed

If I persist, if I continue to try, if I continue to charge forward, I will succeed… Failure I may still encounter at the thousandth step, yet success hides behind the next bend in the road.  Never will I know how close it lies unless I turn the corner. Always will I another step.  If that is of no avail I will take another, and yet another.  In truth, one step at a time is not too difficult.  I will persist and I will succeed . Mandino, Og. The Greatest Salesman.

Week 10 of MKMMA and I am grateful for the new scroll.  It came to me at just the right time.  Feeling wayward last week, rebelling against this experience and allowing my watchman at the gate to rest, I felt this scroll was written just for me and presented itself at the exact…

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Week 6 – Hang in there

I just wanted to take the time to tell my Master Key Family to hang in there.

Week 5 How big is your yard?

This week we held our annual Halloween party. It’s a pretty big event in the Matthews’s home. Warning if you are ever thinking of having an annual party, don’t’ because once you get started the community will never let you stop. I mean NEVER!!!. So at the end of the party one of the many toils I get to face is loading all the tables and chairs up and returning them  back to where ever in the world we got them. That in itself takes scheduling. So I had finally reach the end of my deliveries at my in-laws house. They have this incredible huge beast of a dog.   Just today on the internet I saw these picture of these cow that have been fed steroids since birth. That what this dog looks like,only all black. The dog’s name is DOZER, if that gives you any idea.  So this bull of a dog just walks around freely on this property. This dog is one of the nicest dogs in the world. However because of his size even his love hurts alittle. I found the trick is to pet the dog before the dog thinks to “nudge” your side for attention. The other amazing thing about this dog is ,that despite not having a fence or any barrier he never leaves his acer of a  backyard. In truth if I had a shock collar that would give me a shock I could hear, I would not leave my backyard either. I know that his shock collar has not worked for over a year, yet he know exactly where to stop. So I am guessing you know my question before even have to ask. Your going to make me ask aren’t you. What mental shock collar keeps you stuck in the backyard of your life? Please share.

Week 4 – Dancing to the beat of a new drum.

I have to say that things are going pretty well. At least this is how I was feeling as I was driving an hour to my doctor’s appointment. My old blue print is pretty crafty. Let me explain. Often when I drive I listen to my Pandora radio station. Now that I am in my 30’s I find that I do like a lot of different types of music. I do like Hip-hop, but I find that I don’t listen to it as much as I use to. Today I was feeling so good that I thought what the heck and put on a station named 90’s Hip-Hop. Man! All the hits one after another. Memories flooded back and my mood was at an all-time high. I imagined to myself that I was kicked back in a chair tittering on two legs with my feet on the desk and cold drink in my hand letting the music play not a care in the world. All the lyric came back to me as if I wrote the raps myself. “Rolling down the street smoking indo sipping on…” Then I saw a rectangle blue sign as I drove. The image of me laid back in the chair changed or more accurately   was added to by the subby. A silver shield badged was add to my chest and the cold drink was replaced by a ring of keys. I thought “Oh $h!# who’s guarding the subby” Each word of the lyric after that was like angry inmates smashing their food trays against the bars. Because of the Master key stillness exercise I was able to quickly close the crash gates on the unchecked influences passing right in front of the “guard at the gate” to the subby. Not on my watch! What old blue print influences are still at the gates of your subby? Please share.

Week 3 – Welcome to the Magic Show

I remember watching a magic show on tv one night. There was man and a woman sitting at a bar having a conversation. The camera kept panning back in forth between while show everything that was happening in the background. Once the skit was over the show announcer asked the tv viewer (me) if I notice what  changed. When they rewind the scene only then did I notice all of the thing that they change right before my eyes. Thing are really going well in my life right now. I really can’t explain it. I have been doing a lot of thinking as I am sure all of us have been. So here is what I have been thinking. What came first, attention or creation? In these last 3 weeks, have these great things in my life always been there and I am now just noticing them? Or have I created them and attract them into existences? What do you think? Is this happening to anyone else?

WEEK 2 – Trying to catch a flight.

Week two for me was like trying to catch a flight. Have you ever been in this situation? One time I had a layover in San Francisco, CA on my way to LA. This was my first time on a plane and my first time on the west coast. I landed at SF and being young I did exactly what the airport worker told me to do. I was escorted to my next gate where I was to wait for my next flight. My layover was for an hour and being that It was my first time I did not leave the gate for any reason. I did not even chance going to the bathroom because I did not want to miss my flight. The wait was long, waits always seem longer when you don’t know where you are going or you have never been to the destination. I was relieved when it was time to board. So  I wait for my turn to board as I wonder how could there be anymore room on the plane. I hand my ticket over to the flight attendant and did my best to balance all of my stuff with out dropping anything when she tells me that this is not my plane. She explains that my plane gate had moved and my new gate was on the other side of he airport. I remember thinking to myself that I sat in a chair and watch that gate the whole time and it had not moved! I thought this but did not say. She then give me that poor kid look( you know the one, when they tilt their head to one side and slightly stick out their bottom lip) She than check the computer again and tells me that they have started to board the plane. Long story short I rushed and made the plane. However, even after the plane was in the air I had the feeling of being left behind.  Till this day I avoid SF airport at all cost. So in week 2 I am doing my part but I still feel like I am being left behind.