About one year ago I made it my intention to be a published author within one year. Today I googled my name just to see what would pop up. As I scrolled down the page I saw a heading attached to the movie "The Secret's" website.
I clicked on it and read a piece with the same title of this blog.
I had forgotten I had submitted the story.
It works
Peace
Blayne
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Getting to know my dad
My dad, affectionately known as "pappa" or "papi" flew in yesterday. He spent last night with Kate, at her and Forder's house.
They stopped by Jill's to pick Beau up and hang out.
At the same time, Shanna's dad called out of the blue, saying he was coming down.
It was the first time our dads have met. I think they hit it off. Al is a builder, and my dad was a builder at one point in his life.
Somewhere during the course of the evening my dad and I got into a deep conversation about the current state of affairs, and the direction of our country.
I learned my dad and I hold many of the same beliefs, and are both very passionate to see and be the catalyst for change in our country.
We spoke about grassroots activism. we spoke about self sustainability. We spoke about the way to peace, and about those who understood the way to peace.
He mentioned his injury and surgery have forced him to slow down, and since doing so he has been learning and researching and reading.
I believe my dads fall from my brothers truck may have been thee catalyst for his own peronal awakening. He even mentioned the correlation.
Each and every day I am amazed at what happens in my life.
Today I got to know my dad at a more personal level than I ever have before. I get to spend the next few days with him and I am excited.
I am so greatful to be present, and in spirit so I can enjoy the time with the guy who selflessly took a spoiled four year old under his wing when he was 18, and turned him into what I am today.
I look forward to what the next few years will look like with my dad and I. We share alot of the same ideas and passions. I'm certain it will be an adventure, as well as a learning/growing opportunity.
Peace.
blayne
They stopped by Jill's to pick Beau up and hang out.
At the same time, Shanna's dad called out of the blue, saying he was coming down.
It was the first time our dads have met. I think they hit it off. Al is a builder, and my dad was a builder at one point in his life.
Somewhere during the course of the evening my dad and I got into a deep conversation about the current state of affairs, and the direction of our country.
I learned my dad and I hold many of the same beliefs, and are both very passionate to see and be the catalyst for change in our country.
We spoke about grassroots activism. we spoke about self sustainability. We spoke about the way to peace, and about those who understood the way to peace.
He mentioned his injury and surgery have forced him to slow down, and since doing so he has been learning and researching and reading.
I believe my dads fall from my brothers truck may have been thee catalyst for his own peronal awakening. He even mentioned the correlation.
Each and every day I am amazed at what happens in my life.
Today I got to know my dad at a more personal level than I ever have before. I get to spend the next few days with him and I am excited.
I am so greatful to be present, and in spirit so I can enjoy the time with the guy who selflessly took a spoiled four year old under his wing when he was 18, and turned him into what I am today.
I look forward to what the next few years will look like with my dad and I. We share alot of the same ideas and passions. I'm certain it will be an adventure, as well as a learning/growing opportunity.
Peace.
blayne
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Good to hear your voice brother
I was driving up Steamboat Island Road this morning on my way to work. I saw a number I didn't recognize on the screen just as I lost service.
I had a feeling it might be you.
Once I hit HWY 101 and got servive again I saw I had a voicemail.
It's funny...5 minutes earlier or later and I would have been talking to you.
Timing is everything. But there is also a higher purpose in everything too.
It was awesome hearing your voice. Hearing some peace in your voice gave me some peace too.
I think the last time I saw and talked to you was the day Beau went up in the aircraft to watch you jump.
So, to answer your question, you have the right number. Mid-day is usually best. If you e-mailed me or left a blog and gave me a time and date window you would call, I would be extra vigilant to make sure I have the phone on and near me.
Thanks for the call. You made my day. I will talk to you soon.
I'll tell Beau how proud of him that you are.
Peace and Love Forder
blayner
I had a feeling it might be you.
Once I hit HWY 101 and got servive again I saw I had a voicemail.
It's funny...5 minutes earlier or later and I would have been talking to you.
Timing is everything. But there is also a higher purpose in everything too.
It was awesome hearing your voice. Hearing some peace in your voice gave me some peace too.
I think the last time I saw and talked to you was the day Beau went up in the aircraft to watch you jump.
So, to answer your question, you have the right number. Mid-day is usually best. If you e-mailed me or left a blog and gave me a time and date window you would call, I would be extra vigilant to make sure I have the phone on and near me.
Thanks for the call. You made my day. I will talk to you soon.
I'll tell Beau how proud of him that you are.
Peace and Love Forder
blayner
Monday, October 13, 2008
One of the main reasons im here :)
It has been a crazy month in our economy. My sales have been horrible.
Through it all, I have still been able to find magic through present moment awareness, being of selfless service to others, and my 1111 friends.
Yesterday I ran into a young military kid and his young wife. Through the course of a 10 minute conversation I learned his MOS (military occupational specialty) was 13M (Field Artillery.) My last MOS was 13F, which is a very similar MOS. I found this to be very synchronistic.
I also learned he had purchased a 2002 Honda Accord from a dealership across the street six months prior that had just blown a head gasket.
He owed about $13,000.00 on a car in its current condition is worth about $5,000.00.
He indicated his credit wasn't that great either. My initial response was to blow this guy off the lot, simply because I didn’t think he had a prayer of trading his car. Instead, I showed him the only vehicle on our lot that had any chance of working.
Our Kia Sorrento has a $5,000.00 rebate that would help eat a bunch of his negative equity.
I took down all the info on his car, and told him I would call them today.
This morning I attempted to call him, and the cell phone was out of service.
Then about 11:30, he and his wife pulled up. He got out first, followed by her. Tears were streaming down her face. Her face was bright red, and her eyes were puffy and swollen I assumed her tears had something to do with the car.
I asked her what was wrong and she indicated they had just came from the veterinarian where they just had euthanized their kitten. I was immediately able to empathize with her.
I shared my story of Tasha...the most amazing Black Lab ever, who was Jill's dog originally, then my dog too, after Jill and I started dating in Hawaii while we were stationed there together.
A year after Jill and I separated, I went with Jill to "put Tasha down" at the Vet's office. Jill and I both held her, as I held Jill, as Tasha went back into pure spirit form. As I write about it, I still can feel the loss. At least now I can allow myself to feel loss, then let it move through me, as if I have embraced it as a friend.
After I shared my story we moved inside to try and help them deal with their car issue
We sat and talked a while. I learned his birthday was 10-09-85. I also learned on his birthday he blew his head gasket and his kitten got sick. I learned they grew up in a town about an hour north of Sacramento. I learned they had been on again-off again sweethearts since 7th grade, and they had just gotten married in early February.
In front of me sat two very frustrated, sad, stressed out young people. From the beginning, based on what he told me his credit was like, I figured I had about a 10% chance of getting this kid financed somewhere.
It seems every “car deal” I have had this month has been a challenge. It has definitely kept me on my toes.
I went out to the Sorrento they had picked out and turned on the key. The digital clock read 1:11. I opened my cell phone and the actual time was 12:47. I smiled as this usually means very good things. Right now that includes financial abundance.
They loved the vehicle. They completed a credit application, and also told me they would trade the Grand Am she was driving if that would help. I indicated it would and we proceeded.
As I was preparing my paperwork, I heard her talking quietly to him about searching the Grand Am for change to buy a snack from the vending machine. I took a couple of bucks out of my wallet and handed it to them.
The paperwork was submitted to a few of our lenders who were open today. I waited until about 2:30, then indicated to my former roommate and co-worker Keith, I was scheduled to pick Tehya up from the sitters and go to Beau's game by 5:00 PM.
He told me he would help me finish it up.
On my way out to update them I was inspired to offer them lunch. I drove down to a fast food joint and bought them burgers and fries. They were both greatful and thanked me when I showed up 15 minutes later with the food. I could tell they were hungry, and it felt very good helping them.
A half hour later I introduced them to Keith and told them I had to get to Beau's game.
He thanked me several times for working hard for them. She reached out and gave me a hug.
I spoke to Keith at about 7:00 PM to get an update. Not that it really matters, because it will work out exactly as it’s meant too, I was just curious, and the money would help.
It was submitted to a few banks with nothing but "turn downs"
A few more that might give this kid a look will re-open tomorrow following the Columbus Day Holiday. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for him.
Whether I make a penny on this transaction or not is completely irrelivent to me. Being of selfless service to these kids was my job today, as well as my son, and daughter, and girlfriend, and anyone else who crosses my path.
Thank you for letting me share
peace, light and love.
blayne
Through it all, I have still been able to find magic through present moment awareness, being of selfless service to others, and my 1111 friends.
Yesterday I ran into a young military kid and his young wife. Through the course of a 10 minute conversation I learned his MOS (military occupational specialty) was 13M (Field Artillery.) My last MOS was 13F, which is a very similar MOS. I found this to be very synchronistic.
I also learned he had purchased a 2002 Honda Accord from a dealership across the street six months prior that had just blown a head gasket.
He owed about $13,000.00 on a car in its current condition is worth about $5,000.00.
He indicated his credit wasn't that great either. My initial response was to blow this guy off the lot, simply because I didn’t think he had a prayer of trading his car. Instead, I showed him the only vehicle on our lot that had any chance of working.
Our Kia Sorrento has a $5,000.00 rebate that would help eat a bunch of his negative equity.
I took down all the info on his car, and told him I would call them today.
This morning I attempted to call him, and the cell phone was out of service.
Then about 11:30, he and his wife pulled up. He got out first, followed by her. Tears were streaming down her face. Her face was bright red, and her eyes were puffy and swollen I assumed her tears had something to do with the car.
I asked her what was wrong and she indicated they had just came from the veterinarian where they just had euthanized their kitten. I was immediately able to empathize with her.
I shared my story of Tasha...the most amazing Black Lab ever, who was Jill's dog originally, then my dog too, after Jill and I started dating in Hawaii while we were stationed there together.
A year after Jill and I separated, I went with Jill to "put Tasha down" at the Vet's office. Jill and I both held her, as I held Jill, as Tasha went back into pure spirit form. As I write about it, I still can feel the loss. At least now I can allow myself to feel loss, then let it move through me, as if I have embraced it as a friend.
After I shared my story we moved inside to try and help them deal with their car issue
We sat and talked a while. I learned his birthday was 10-09-85. I also learned on his birthday he blew his head gasket and his kitten got sick. I learned they grew up in a town about an hour north of Sacramento. I learned they had been on again-off again sweethearts since 7th grade, and they had just gotten married in early February.
In front of me sat two very frustrated, sad, stressed out young people. From the beginning, based on what he told me his credit was like, I figured I had about a 10% chance of getting this kid financed somewhere.
It seems every “car deal” I have had this month has been a challenge. It has definitely kept me on my toes.
I went out to the Sorrento they had picked out and turned on the key. The digital clock read 1:11. I opened my cell phone and the actual time was 12:47. I smiled as this usually means very good things. Right now that includes financial abundance.
They loved the vehicle. They completed a credit application, and also told me they would trade the Grand Am she was driving if that would help. I indicated it would and we proceeded.
As I was preparing my paperwork, I heard her talking quietly to him about searching the Grand Am for change to buy a snack from the vending machine. I took a couple of bucks out of my wallet and handed it to them.
The paperwork was submitted to a few of our lenders who were open today. I waited until about 2:30, then indicated to my former roommate and co-worker Keith, I was scheduled to pick Tehya up from the sitters and go to Beau's game by 5:00 PM.
He told me he would help me finish it up.
On my way out to update them I was inspired to offer them lunch. I drove down to a fast food joint and bought them burgers and fries. They were both greatful and thanked me when I showed up 15 minutes later with the food. I could tell they were hungry, and it felt very good helping them.
A half hour later I introduced them to Keith and told them I had to get to Beau's game.
He thanked me several times for working hard for them. She reached out and gave me a hug.
I spoke to Keith at about 7:00 PM to get an update. Not that it really matters, because it will work out exactly as it’s meant too, I was just curious, and the money would help.
It was submitted to a few banks with nothing but "turn downs"
A few more that might give this kid a look will re-open tomorrow following the Columbus Day Holiday. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for him.
Whether I make a penny on this transaction or not is completely irrelivent to me. Being of selfless service to these kids was my job today, as well as my son, and daughter, and girlfriend, and anyone else who crosses my path.
Thank you for letting me share
peace, light and love.
blayne
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Blayner you amaze me
Every day Is an adventure and a challenge. So did you connect? Were you ready to sell him a car? Did he have memories of the time you have spent together? Is his life on the right track? Were you both more content at the end of your conversation? Our you going to try to spend more time with th kid? How did it all turn out? Let me know. i love you Mom
Finding the perfection in chaos.
Thank you to whoever reads these posts. My hope is that through my sharing I can help awaken others to the divinity within themselves.
I will start by saying that the "car business" is doing horrible. We are down about 20%, and my year to date patcheck is down a little more than that. In fact, Hanson Motors was on the front page of "The Olympian" newspaper yeaterday, with a caption from Vince Hanson talking about how bad it is right now
It has been a very difficult three weeks, as our nation is gripped by financial fear.
I would like to say I have transcended all fear when it comes to money, but I would be lying. I do know that experiences like the ones that happened to me today, let me know that everything happens with precise timing and purpose.
Early this morning, there was some internal store conflict over an internet manager taking traffic off of the floor. There were people stepping in front of other people on the lot to get to customers first. As people get more stressed out, their "true colors" come through.
I did my best to avoid all the negative energy. I tried to joke with some of the other sales people who were dealing with the negative energy to bring them out of it.
It was rainy and windy and I spent the better part of 8 hours in it. When I woke up this morning, I reminded myself that I am here to serve other people, and people are to leave me more happier and peaceful as a result of meeting me. I have been very wet and cold before so it didn't bother me. In fact I embraced the wind and the rain and actually had fun gettting wet, kind of like a little kid being completely in the moment.
We had a total of about 15 vehicles on our lot today. It was a very slow day. Pretty similar to the 20 or so days before it. Two of those vehicles had license plates that began with 911.
You don' have to be a rocket scientist or a numerologist to figure out that number pattern has huge significance. To that end, I wonder what the mathematical odds of having two cars with 911 plates in the same car lot are.
So here is where it gets very interesting. I'm standing out on the lot all by myself when I see a car approaching that i'm immediately attracted to. It was still out on the main street when started to appraoch it. it slowed down and pulled over. It parked and two people emerged. I apprached them both and introduced myself. I recognized him from somewhere. I could tell they were a bit intimidated. We hit it off imediately. I grabbed her license so they could test drive a 2006 Kia Sedona that had come highly recommended. Her Birthday was 9-11-85. My jaw dropped. When I went to pull it out for them, the time on the digital clock was 4:11. I shook my head in amazement and awe and smiled.
On the test drive it kept nagging at me. How do I know this kid? I found out he graduated from a high school in Anchorage Alaska, and that he was born in 1979 like my brother. It still didn't register.
We got back from the test drive I tried to hard close them a few times. I could tell they were getting scared. We were asking $15,999 for the Kia van, and they only had $15,000 including tax to work with.
I let them talk alone for a few minutes and they agreed to come inside. I sat them both down at my desk and started gathering up paperwork. I sat between them at my desk and began filling out the paperwork.
Out of nowhere it hit me. I was brought back 15 years when I was a counselor at a group home.
The last time I sat next to this young man he was sitting next to me in my car as we were headed to get donuts, just to get this kid out of the group home, to make sure both he and the group home were safe.
You see, he had been placed in protective custody of the state after witnessing a murder two days prior. Both of the perpretrators had disappeared, and the group home was worried they were going to try and kill him so he could not testify.
He had been placed in the group home a few months earlier as a result of some family problems. Somehow he ended up in foster care, and through that process, was an eyewittness to a brutal murder of an elderly man that had been a foster parent since he had retired from the department of social and health services.
If memory serves, I believe this man was beat and stabbed to death, then his body was set on fire. The two boys that comitted the crime claimed they had been molested by the man, but most evidence showed money was the primary motive.
The young man sitting next to me went on to tell me he ended up in juvenile jail and told them he wouldn't come back and he hasn't. I shared my story of going to Jail 5 years ago and telling them I wouldn't be back, and I haven't. He told me he ended up graduating from high school in Alaska, after he went to live with relatives
I looked next to me and saw hope. I saw a young man full of hope. I saw a beautiful wife with a child on the way. He spoke of how we all go through "stuff" but in the end we all have a choice to live how we want to live.
I spent almost 10 years in the counsleing/corrections/parole/law-enforcement field.
This young man was 1 of 2, of several hundred that I have dealt with on a very personal level, that I have seen in the community that has created any type of normalcy in their life. I have watched many go to prison, and watched a few die.
Seeing this kid, "being" something for himself and for his family, in light of his past circumstances inspired me today more than selling them a car.
I did sell them the van. We reduced the price to $13,700 in order to help them keep within their budget.
We sat there talking for 1/2 hour while he and his wife were waiting to sign paperwork. I could tell it was a bit uncomfortable to be "feeling" the past, and he acknowledged he didn't "think" about that time in his life anymore, that he had put most of it behind him.
He disclosed to me and his wife he had not shared some of his personal life with her, and meeting me again had motivated him to do so.
We agreed to stay in contact and go out for coffee. I'm sure I will see this young man again soon. He has a very powerful message to share with others, and he doesn't really even know it yet.
I was once again reminded that there is a much higher purpose in all things. Just when I think i'm starting to figure out what that purpose is, God and the universe throw me a curveball.
Thank you for listening to me ramble.
peace, light, and love
namaste
blayne
I will start by saying that the "car business" is doing horrible. We are down about 20%, and my year to date patcheck is down a little more than that. In fact, Hanson Motors was on the front page of "The Olympian" newspaper yeaterday, with a caption from Vince Hanson talking about how bad it is right now
It has been a very difficult three weeks, as our nation is gripped by financial fear.
I would like to say I have transcended all fear when it comes to money, but I would be lying. I do know that experiences like the ones that happened to me today, let me know that everything happens with precise timing and purpose.
Early this morning, there was some internal store conflict over an internet manager taking traffic off of the floor. There were people stepping in front of other people on the lot to get to customers first. As people get more stressed out, their "true colors" come through.
I did my best to avoid all the negative energy. I tried to joke with some of the other sales people who were dealing with the negative energy to bring them out of it.
It was rainy and windy and I spent the better part of 8 hours in it. When I woke up this morning, I reminded myself that I am here to serve other people, and people are to leave me more happier and peaceful as a result of meeting me. I have been very wet and cold before so it didn't bother me. In fact I embraced the wind and the rain and actually had fun gettting wet, kind of like a little kid being completely in the moment.
We had a total of about 15 vehicles on our lot today. It was a very slow day. Pretty similar to the 20 or so days before it. Two of those vehicles had license plates that began with 911.
You don' have to be a rocket scientist or a numerologist to figure out that number pattern has huge significance. To that end, I wonder what the mathematical odds of having two cars with 911 plates in the same car lot are.
So here is where it gets very interesting. I'm standing out on the lot all by myself when I see a car approaching that i'm immediately attracted to. It was still out on the main street when started to appraoch it. it slowed down and pulled over. It parked and two people emerged. I apprached them both and introduced myself. I recognized him from somewhere. I could tell they were a bit intimidated. We hit it off imediately. I grabbed her license so they could test drive a 2006 Kia Sedona that had come highly recommended. Her Birthday was 9-11-85. My jaw dropped. When I went to pull it out for them, the time on the digital clock was 4:11. I shook my head in amazement and awe and smiled.
On the test drive it kept nagging at me. How do I know this kid? I found out he graduated from a high school in Anchorage Alaska, and that he was born in 1979 like my brother. It still didn't register.
We got back from the test drive I tried to hard close them a few times. I could tell they were getting scared. We were asking $15,999 for the Kia van, and they only had $15,000 including tax to work with.
I let them talk alone for a few minutes and they agreed to come inside. I sat them both down at my desk and started gathering up paperwork. I sat between them at my desk and began filling out the paperwork.
Out of nowhere it hit me. I was brought back 15 years when I was a counselor at a group home.
The last time I sat next to this young man he was sitting next to me in my car as we were headed to get donuts, just to get this kid out of the group home, to make sure both he and the group home were safe.
You see, he had been placed in protective custody of the state after witnessing a murder two days prior. Both of the perpretrators had disappeared, and the group home was worried they were going to try and kill him so he could not testify.
He had been placed in the group home a few months earlier as a result of some family problems. Somehow he ended up in foster care, and through that process, was an eyewittness to a brutal murder of an elderly man that had been a foster parent since he had retired from the department of social and health services.
If memory serves, I believe this man was beat and stabbed to death, then his body was set on fire. The two boys that comitted the crime claimed they had been molested by the man, but most evidence showed money was the primary motive.
The young man sitting next to me went on to tell me he ended up in juvenile jail and told them he wouldn't come back and he hasn't. I shared my story of going to Jail 5 years ago and telling them I wouldn't be back, and I haven't. He told me he ended up graduating from high school in Alaska, after he went to live with relatives
I looked next to me and saw hope. I saw a young man full of hope. I saw a beautiful wife with a child on the way. He spoke of how we all go through "stuff" but in the end we all have a choice to live how we want to live.
I spent almost 10 years in the counsleing/corrections/parole/law-enforcement field.
This young man was 1 of 2, of several hundred that I have dealt with on a very personal level, that I have seen in the community that has created any type of normalcy in their life. I have watched many go to prison, and watched a few die.
Seeing this kid, "being" something for himself and for his family, in light of his past circumstances inspired me today more than selling them a car.
I did sell them the van. We reduced the price to $13,700 in order to help them keep within their budget.
We sat there talking for 1/2 hour while he and his wife were waiting to sign paperwork. I could tell it was a bit uncomfortable to be "feeling" the past, and he acknowledged he didn't "think" about that time in his life anymore, that he had put most of it behind him.
He disclosed to me and his wife he had not shared some of his personal life with her, and meeting me again had motivated him to do so.
We agreed to stay in contact and go out for coffee. I'm sure I will see this young man again soon. He has a very powerful message to share with others, and he doesn't really even know it yet.
I was once again reminded that there is a much higher purpose in all things. Just when I think i'm starting to figure out what that purpose is, God and the universe throw me a curveball.
Thank you for listening to me ramble.
peace, light, and love
namaste
blayne
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