Editorial

DO EVERYTHING YOU DO WITH LOVE
AND EVENTUALLY YOU WILL ONLY
HAVE WHAT YOU LOVE IN YOUR LIFE. Jim Britt

    One dangerously boring afternoon I decided to brush up on the fine points of creative adultery by watching soap operas.  However, it seemed the only program to even remotely resemble this vicarious thrill was a documentary on the courtship and mating of whooping cranes.
    What with it being filmed during a misty fog, it was impossible not to notice how the whooping crane’s hijinks resembled human behavior during Friday evening happy hour at any smoke filled singles bar.
    The documentary started with the long legged females making their grand entrance by appearing to provocatively walk across a pond to meet the males already gathered at a local sandbar on the other side. Actually, the prevaricating gyrations of wings and fancy footwork kept them airborne with an altitude of one or two inches and, an attitude saying€ prove I don’t walk on the water. 
    The very minute the females stepped onto the sandbar, the males turned their backs and strutted away. But, their plumage gaining so much volume was a dead give away that the females had been carefully reconnoitered.
    Suddenly, all of the males did a full turn. As if this were one move; it ended with them standing on one leg with arched backs and wings bent as if they were leaning against an invisible bar. Or perhaps being robbed at gunpoint.
    Everything was quiet for a minute or so. Then, moving with a rhythm only crane brains could feel, they began doing what looked a lot like country line dancing. When the dance ended the males once again assumed their one legged macho position of leaning back on both elbows, forming the infamous stag line.
    The females now kept their heads lowered as they passed in a single file. The males bought into this modesty ruse without ever realizing that the females were doing a little covert reconnaissance of their own checking out which ones didn’t bother to have a pedicure.
    As the minutes passed the females became more attractive to the males as if everyone had only a very short time to complete a furtive quest. The ladies undoubtedly felt the same way.  But, they never let it show. Not even after one of the few cranes acting as liaison would deliver a message or gift and scurry back to the stag line. Then, frantically repeating the process over and over again.
    Eventually, the guys felt enough confidence to do some wild winged moves around the ladies who pretended not to notice by just watching the fella’s feet. Finally, everyone was dancing the inherently clever ladies masking their excitement with a standard “get it over with and then leave me alone” expression.
    The courtship dance became wilder and wilder creating an illusion of light speed as the couples began to look blurred. This was actually due to a heavy fog rapidly obscuring everything until, like Camelot, it all vanished. We shall never know exactly who did what and with which and to whom. 
    As I watched I couldn’t help thinking that Adam and Eve must have spent a lot of time feathering someone’s nest just to learn these fowl anomalies and pass them down to us through our genes. The reason we women emote the prove I don’t walk on the water look while we're still in the cradle is because Eve was precognitive and paid attention. 
    Simultaneously, Adam’s mind was focused on nothing except perhaps the female crane’s prestidigitating stroll across the water probably wondering how’d they do that? This is why men wanting to order a drink and become a bar examiner have to choreograph and learn the macho crane’s combination move of Zen yoga and John Wayne. Football must have been invented as a cover up for these fellas’ trick knees and elbows. They’ve earned the right to be a part of the stag line taking their rightful place as a bar examiner along the only route to the ladies room. This exam is one any woman with a full bladder can easily handle. Men think we keep our eyes lowered because you’re looking at us or that maybe we’re afraid you aren’t. What men fail to realize is that  at this point a man’s face is innocuous. By the time we’re seated we already know if you’re exceptional, marginal, need more practice, and if you’re wearing boxers or briefs. We keep our heads lowered just so we can get a good look at your shoes. After we’ve examined your Alpha and Omega, believe me when I say the parts left in between are anything but Greek to us.
    What’s hard to understand is just what activates this magnetic TGIF pull that causes everything to be placed on hold and draws so many to the same place at the same time. Most of these people have a  well supplied liquor cabinet at home. So, it must be more than the half price drinks which do little more than give waitresses and bartenders an hour of Olympic training. It can’t be the need to see new faces because we’ve already spent eight hours looking at most of them. It’s equally difficult to imagine the attraction being the need for either lasting or ancillary relationships. Age doesn’t seem to be a determining factor. What with women accepting drinks from a man younger than her underwear and vice versa; it’s no factor at all. 
    Perhaps this polarized attraction is nothing more than an alive and in color way to temporarily cross that thin line between fantasy and real life. A quest to sustain something one fears might be lost and forgotten . We shouldn’t be concerned if our ninety’s Camelot/happy hour offers very little evolvement from our ancestral whooping crane legacy. This is a genetic thing. Eve’s revenge on Adam for being such a dunderhead. For one brief shining hour conscious and sub-conscious fears are released. A normal Dagwood Bumpstead type guy is surreally metamorphosed into Lancelot or Chuck Norris.  Whooping it up with members of the opposite sex who are allowing and loving the same Gwynivereian type change. When the hour is over, like Camelot, the improvised panache disappears. Everyone resumes their fears and things return to the way they were.  People hurry off to shop for dinner, coach little league, attend meetings, mow the lawn, or whatever.
    This routine of enjoying Camelot for only  one brief shining hour once a week doesn’t seem fair game. So, We’ve decided our Success Enhancement Program should be all about learning how to harness and call up  the energy of your own personal Camelot and have it with you all the time.

TO WONDER AT NOTHING WHEN IT HAPPENS,
TO BELIEVE NOTHING IMPOSSIBLE BEFORE
IT COMES TO PASS.

At the beginning of this essay we had a super quotation from Jim Brit. Before we start Let’s reread and think about it.

DO EVERYTHING YOU DO WITH LOVE AND EVENTUALLY YOU WILL ONLY HAVE WHAT YOU LOVE IN YOUR LIFE. Jim Brit

     Before we start to create our PC or Personal Camelot let’s keep in mind that we are a universe of polarity and that everything contains it’s opposite. The opposite of love is not hate, it’s fear. Fear is a dirty old whore who wears nothing except a different hat for each occasion of failure, resentment, blame, guilt, envy only to mention a few. It makes no difference how this dirty whore managed to create havoc in our lives. Nor, for that matter how long this free loading bitch has dwelled within our subconscious .  It only matters that we are willing to release and allow
unconditional love to replace it. This is going to be easier than you think. 

STEP ONE:
We take a brief look at our fears. Only a brief one, any longer and we will probably become intimidated. Just know that if there is this much conscious fear, then there is an overwhelming amount of sub-conscious terror. Don’t worry about how or why it got there. Just accept the fact that it is going to be dissolved.  We say aloud “I am willing to release my fear.” We need to hear ourselves say it.

STEP TWO:
Buried within our solar plexus where we usually feel the fear first, there is a deep well filled with the pink light of unconditional love. See it filling up and overflowing filling the body. See it fill the heart and it being pumped through every vein, artery, capillary, pulsating throughout the body until every cell is permeated with pure, unconditional love. For places where there is pain, see large amounts of pink energy suffocating the spot until the pain is gone.  All of this takes mo more than ten minutes. We are now ready for step three where we create and program our Personal Camelot with love.  

STEP THREE:
We need two small slips of paper and a pen. On one paper we draw a circle about the size of a quarter. In the center we draw a plus sign +.  On the other piece of paper we write the affirmation I want to create and visit my Personal Camelot.  We look at the circle and plus sign for a few minutes. It will seem as if we are seeing double. Then we read the second slip of paper.

   We visualize a favorite place. If we don’t have one then, we create one. See the story develop with you as the leading role of however you want your life and whatever direction you want it to take. This hour or half hour belongs to you. One of my students wrote that she loved her work but hated
her job because of a tyrannical supervisor. The only thing that  got her through the afternoon was to eat her brown bag lunch in the park while visiting her Camelot.
   Then, after a few weeks, the tyrant moved on and she was promoted to his job. Another shared that she lost over a hundred pounds. Weight loss wasn’t a part of her Camelot. It seems that when she lost the fear, she lost the fat.
    I do want to stress that you don’t just try this once or twice and then decide it doesn’t work. If properly programmed and visited, your Personal Camelot will always  materialize because after following these steps you have placed in your super-conscious mind. Once this happens whatever you put in there is going to materialize. It’s a good idea to enjoy a ½ or full hour visit every day.  Before you know it you will be a total hit on TGIF Night. This technique has worked a few miracles in my life. Things science simply can’t explain. I now have a new picture of reality and can’t wait for it to develop. This is why I want to stress that if you feel you are having problems creating your Camelot; it is perfectly alright to ask for help. I am only a phone call away. 903-896-1019.

In the light of a thousand suns,
Rachel

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