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RE: The Moment of Clarity

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♥Angel Love♥



The Awakening






The Moment of Clarity
by Denise M.
"Sonny" Carroll

A time comes in your life when you finally get it... When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere, the voice inside your head cries out - ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying, or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes, you begin to look at the world through new eyes.


This is your awakening...

You realize that it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change, or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that he is not Prince Charming and you are not Cinderella and that in the real world, there aren't always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you and in the process, a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.


You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are...and that's OK. (They are entitled to their own views and opinions.) And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself and in the process; a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.


You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn't do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected. You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say, and that not everyone will always be there for you and that it's not always about you. So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself and in the process, a sense of safety & security is born of self-reliance.


You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties and in the process, a sense of peace & contentment is born of forgiveness.


You realize that much of the way you view yourself and the world around you, is a result of all the messages and opinions that have been ingrained into your psyche. You begin to sift through all the junk you've been fed about how you should behave, how you should look and how much you should weigh, what you should wear and where you should shop and what you should drive, how and where you should live and what you should do for a living, who you should marry and what you should expect of a marriage, the importance of having and raising children or what you owe your parents. You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. You begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for.


You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with and in the process, you learn to go with your instincts.

You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive and that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix.


You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a by gone era, but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life.


You learn that you don't know everything; it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing. You learn to distinguish between guilt, responsibility, and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake.


Then you learn about love, romantic love and familial love, how to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away. You learn not to project your needs or your feelings onto a relationship. You learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable or important because of the man on your arm or the child that bears your name.


You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes.


You learn that just as people grow and change, so it is with love; and you learn that you don't have the right to demand love on your terms, just to make you happy.


You learn that alone does not mean lonely. You look in the mirror and come to terms with the fact that you will never be a size 5 or a perfect 10 and you stop trying to compete with the image inside your head and agonizing over how you "stack up.
"

You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK and that it is your right, to want things and to ask for the things that you want and that sometimes it is necessary to make demands.


You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness, sensitivity, respect, and you won't settle for less. You allow only the hands of a lover who cherishes you, to glorify you with his touch and in the process; you internalize the meaning of self-respect.

And you learn that your body really is your temple. And you begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin eating a balanced diet, drinking more water and taking more time to exercise. You learn that fatigue diminishes you and can create doubt and fear. So you take more time to rest. Just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul; so you take more time to laugh and to play.


You learn that for the most part in life, you get what you believe you deserve and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy. You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different from working toward making it happen.


More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You also learn that no one can do it all alone and that it's OK to risk asking for help.


You learn that the only thing you must truly fear is the great robber baron of all time; FEAR itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears, because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear, is to give away the right to live life on your terms.


You learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom. You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people. On these occasions, you learn not to personalize things. You learn that you aren't being punished; it's just Life happening.


You learn to deal with evil in its most primal state; the ego. You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.


You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted; things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about; a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower. Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself, by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never ever settle for less than your heart's desire. You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind, and you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.


Finally, with courage in your heart and with the truth of the Spirit of Creation in you, you take a stand, you take a deep breath and you begin to design the life you want to live as best as you can.

Love & Light,
♥Angel Love♥

Please visit http://www.imaginepeace.com/ for a wonderful video with John & Yoko and the song "Happy Christmas (War is Over)".



December 8, 2007

I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything - sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine - holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn't worry about anything because our life was good.

I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, "I love you," for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John's side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years - and will stay with me forever.

Even harder for me is watching what was taken away from our beautiful boy, Sean.
He lives in silent anger over not having his Dad, whom he loved so much, around to share his life with. I know we are not alone. Our pain is one shared by many other families who are suffering as the victims of senseless violence. This pain has to stop.

Please visit http://www.imaginepeace.com/ for a wonderful video with John & Yoko and the song "Happy Christmas (War is Over)".



December 8, 2007

I miss you, John. 27 years later, I still wish I could turn back the clock to the Summer of 1980. I remember everything - sharing our morning coffee, walking in the park together on a beautiful day, and seeing your hand stretched to mine - holding it, reassuring me that I shouldn't worry about anything because our life was good.

I had no idea that life was about to teach me the toughest lesson of all. I learned the intense pain of losing a loved one suddenly, without warning, and without having the time for a final hug and the chance to say, "I love you," for the last time. The pain and shock of that sudden loss is with me every moment of every day. When I touched John's side of our bed on the night of December 8th, 1980, I realized that it was still warm. That moment has haunted me for the past 27 years - and will stay with me forever.

Even harder for me is watching what was taken away from our beautiful boy, Sean.
He lives in silent anger over not having his Dad, whom he loved so much, around to share his life with. I know we are not alone. Our pain is one shared by many other families who are suffering as the victims of senseless violence. This pain has to stop.

HINCKLEY AND BUSH
FAMILIES WERE CLOSE FRIENDS

December 22, 2003



from


http://tomflocco.com/fs/HinckleyAndBush.htm

This is old info but new to me. Nothing is as it seams.

Strider



HINCKLEY AND BUSH FAMILIES WERE CLOSE FRIENDS





Everyone knows who John Hinckley, Jr. is. This youngest Hinckley son is now
being permitted unsupervised visits within the Washington, DC metropolitan
area--away from his mental facility, after nearly killing President Reagan in
1981. But a much more interesting subject is, who is John Hinckley, Sr.?



In 1980, Hinckley Sr. was a Texas oilman who, the records show, strove mightily
to get fellow Texas oilman George H.W. Bush the Republican nomination for
president. The Bushes and the Hinckleys were frequent dinner companions.



But far beyond their social connection, neither Bush nor Hinckley wanted Ronald
Reagan to become president, because Reagan was opposed to tax breaks for the oil
industry to which Bush, Hinckley and other Texans were highly dependent.



The effort to make Bush Sr. president in 1980 failed; but he and his friend and
backer Hinckley Sr. got the next best thing – the "heartbeat away from the
presidency" office of Vice-President of the United States.



A couple months later, Hinckley Jr. shot Reagan, and Bush Sr. very nearly did
become president at that time, after all. Curiously, only one time was it
announced on the news about the connections between the Bush and Hinckley
families: An almost bewildered John Chancellor on NBC Nightly News reported "the
bizarre coincidence" that Vice President Bush's son, Neil, and Scott Hinckley
had dinner plans for March 31, 1981 -- now cancelled, of course. [But even
Chancellor failed to mention the close friendship between the the assassin's
father and Vice President Bush--let alone the rest of the corporate media.]



Reports indicate that the Bush family strove mightily to keep this information
from the American people. And some reports list this incredible "coincidence"
-- directly linked to the assassination attempt of President Reagan -- as one of
the most spiked stories of the last century.



In other words, the brother of the shooter and the son of the vice-president
(and their wives) had a dinner date for the day after the shooting. But it
really wasn’t such "a bizarre coincidence." Those two families were very close;
but the press never focused on that critical fact as it should have. If Reagan
had died, the oilmen’s interests would have been served.



Some people think that Hinckley Jr. was mind-controlled, CIA-style, to shoot
Reagan. George Bush Sr. was head of the CIA a few years before. Others think
that young Hinckley wanted to please his dad and get Bush, his dad’s candidate
and close friend, into the presidency for him after all.



Interestingly, legal experts note that the crime occurred in Washington, D.C.,
the only venue in the United States at that time which recognized an insanity
defense. If the kid committed the crime in D.C., he would never serve hard time?
Well, coincidentally, that's where he committed it.



A very good read on the Hinckley-Bush connections is a book that came out about
20 years ago, entitled, "The Afternoon of March 30." It was published as a
novel in order to protect the author. This book is now more relevant than ever,
and it can be obtained at:



http://www.nathanielblumberg.com/bush.htm.



But there’s another coincidence to mention. In January of 1963, President John
F. Kennedy announced his plan to cut the tax breaks for the oil industry. Oilmen
H.L. Hunt, George H.W. Bush (head of Zapata Petroleum), and others were no doubt
enraged. What a curious twist of fate that Kennedy was shot in Texas later that
same year.



In the 1990's, LBJ’s now-undisputed mistress Madeleine Brown announced that LBJ
told her that Kennedy was murdered "by the oil people, and aspects of the CIA."



And gosh, one more coincidence – we now have another Bush, the oilman’s son,
becoming U.S. President in a very quirky election. And many individuals believe
he gave the American people completely phony reasons for invading Iraq-- one of
the most oil-rich nations in the Middle East.



Hmm....



[ Sidebar: Many other significant facts concerning the Bush and Hinckley
families have remained unexplored and unexplained, in addition to other matters
related to the assassination attempt detailed in Blumberg's book which is found
at:



http://www.nathanielblumberg.com/bush.htm :



1. Neil Bush, a land man for Amoco Oil, told Denver reporters he had met Scott
Hinckley at a surprise party at the Bush home January 23, 1981 [Nine weeks
before Hinckley's brother John Jr. attempted to assassinate President
Reagan--which would have elevated Bush Sr. to the presidency], and approximately
three weeks after the U.S. Department of Energy had begun what was termed a
"routine audit" of the books of the Vanderbilt Energy Corporation, the Hinckley
oil company. In an incredible coincidence, on the morning of March 30 [the day
of the Reagan assassination attempt by John Hinckley, Jr.], three
representatives of the U.S. Department of Energy told Scott Hinckley, John
Hinckley Jr.'s older brother and Vanderbilt's vice president of operations, that
auditors had uncovered evidence of pricing violations on crude oil sold by the
company from 1977 through 1980. The auditors announced that the federal
government was considering a penalty of two million dollars. [This, on the same
day that his brother John--the youngest son of Vice President Bush's close
friend--attempted the assassination!] Scott Hinckley reportedly requested
"several hours to come up with an explanation" of the serious overcharges. The
meeting ended a little more than an hour before John Hinckley Jr. shot President
Reagan.



2. Excerpts from an interview by Theresa Walla, United Press International,
March 9, 1985: Journalism professor Nathaniel Blumberg was so disturbed about
the investigation into the attempted assassination of President Reagan that he
turned his suspicions into a 377-page novel.



In The Afternoon of March 30 , Blumberg blends fact and fiction in looking at
the unreported "connections" between Hinckley's family and that of Vice
President George Bush, the man who came within a heartbeat of the presidency of
the United States.



"What I'm really after is the case to be officially reopened," said the Rhodes
scholar and former dean of the University of Montana journalism school. "If they
can answer all the questions satisfactorily, I'll be delighted," he said in an
interview. "In truth, I don't think all the questions can be answered without
opening up a whole new can of worms."



Blumberg's unease is now focused on the indifference shown to what he calls "the
story behind the story." Bush, he said, has questions to answer in connection
with the attempt. So do the FBI and the judge who presided over Hinckley's
trial, according to Blumberg.



"I'm not saying there was a conspiracy to assassinate Reagan," Blumberg
emphasized. "I'm saying there was a conspiracy to keep significant information
from the public that it has a right to know."



Blumberg asks his readers to consider his contentions that journalists were fed
a barely believable story full of inconsistencies. A long-time media critic, he
decided the example warranted more than a critique of press performance in a
crisis. Such efforts, he said, usually "go out there and die." Instead, he chose
to weave his questions into a novel so it would reach a broader audience and
allow him to probe problems in society and corruption in government, as well as
maladies of the U.S. press.



His book chronicles the adventures of a fictitious Montana newsman who follows
the information trail deserted by the national media. His documentation is put
in the form of an article the fictitious hero is writing. Blumberg published
the book on his own Wood FIRE Ashes Press to retain total control over the
quality.



"Have you ever heard an author say what a great job his publisher did with a
book?" he asks. But, without a commercial advertising campaign, he's had to
market the book in an "organic, straightforward fashion." Blumberg says he
mails out several copies of the novel each week and expects it to "stay alive as
long as people continue to care about justice." ]



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