2011 July | The Wedding Squad

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Seeing what's in your crystal ball

The magic is really everywhere. The real question is, can you see?

Without interpretation, everything is … well, fair enough. Time, for example. Time is. It is either rain or sun, cold and snow, or warm and soft. While we welcome the sun, then a sunny day, means that it is good. While we welcome the rain, as farmers in a drought, then a sunny day means it's bad. That same day, different lenses.

I used to watch Disney films with a kind of feminist lens: The princesses were all skinny elves like things that depended Prince full of help and provide a "happily ever after."

Now look at Disney with a completely different purpose. Consider Cinderella. She believes that positive thoughts, despite a change in lifestyle that the feint of heart would not be able to resist. He endured constant criticism and barking orders with a song and some home-made friends in her small attic room. Even the cat, who disdains, Cinderella fair treatment.

And above all, Cinderella is believed destined for greatness.

The real crisis is the mentality of Cinderella after the first dream is dashed. The efforts of the friend's house "production of quality ball gown are disappointed that Cinderella's stepsisters dress grinding, and with it their dreams. Cinderella becomes the garden crying, lamenting his fate and he has lost hope that you will achieve your greatest dreams.

Then a little voice (Fairy of the Mother of God, also known as FGM) said: Verily, my son? because if it were I not be here.

And that's where the magic begins.

The magic is real and truly around us. The fact that we have the body fully functional without a driver's seat is really very impressive Huh? I mean, really, how many times have you thought through to keep your heart beating or blood flowing in the veins of all the rights and arteries, or cell rejenerating? Ummmm, ever? You are in the body autopilot. And it's a wonder they stink!

Or consider this: Think of a memory childhood. I remember a different time. Mine is when I was five, watching ants mesmorized and out of their nests. We lived in the city center, so the dirt and the sand was our yard before. I remember the smell of the moment. Time. Who were you with. The sound heard.Now … ready for the magic? Everything you think were, guess what? No! Not a single cell in the body I have now really existed. Therefore, all experiments were maintained in this is that in your mind. This is the thread that ties in with what really happened on May 10, 20 or 40 years.

Or consider this: In a clear, starry night, go out and look at heaven. And while you think time is real and here and now, guess what, it is not. In light of some of the stars you see traveled to 800 million euros ( rights, with a B) years before the current image burned his son. The star is looking at this time may no longer exist, millions of people thousands millions of years. So when you look at the sky, you can never see what it is, just what it was.

Is your mind still numb? These are things that I think sometimes when I'm so caught up in an insignificant problem that my company may fail and my God, I have could to start again.

If you are looking magic, you'll find. I guarantee you that!

For the success of my friend!

Britt, author title = "Chickrag: Women in the business community for successful"> chickrag the blog for women entrepreneurs and founder of I target = "_blank" title = "I"> m 'allows all employers

About the Author

Britt Santowski is the author of chickrag (www.chickrag.com), the blog for women entrepreneurs, and founder of I’m Allowed (www.imallowed.com), for all entrepreneurs

Parliament House THE CLOSET BALL Evening Gown 7 – 11