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Gale Minchew, PhD

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Setting Powerful Intentions...

The beginning of any new year brings to us new opportunities. It's a powerful time. We set goals for the next 12 months…all of the fabulous experiences we want to welcome into our lives…important areas we want to improve. Often, we get off to a great start. We head to the gym, change our diet, re-work our resume, begin a new hobby, or research how to quell that pesky addiction to shopping, for example. We’re certain that each of our goals are important, and we have good intentions to carry them through…but do we?

 

Unfortunately for many of us, we set ourselves up for failure. Instead of choosing goals that are meaningful for us individually, we set goals that are ultimately for someone else’s benefit. We want to lose weight so we can “keep” our partner or attract a new one. We want to quit smoking because the landlady prohibits it in her rental unit, and we’re tired of standing outside in the cold to smoke. We want a new job because our 10 year high school reunion is coming up, and we don’t want to look like a failure. We decide to take up guitar lessons because our therapist says we need some kind of a release in life.

 

We do a little research, make plans, pay the required fees or commitment of time, and start off down the road of disillusionment. Wait, what? Why disillusionment? Ah yes, disillusionment because we initially thought this goal was truly what we wanted. We ended up taking some steps in the process but somehow feel unfulfilled. Now, we resent the process, and the steps we’ve taken, because it isn’t working…we’re disillusioned.

Finally, after just a few short days or weeks, we abandon our goals altogether and justify it with a flippant, “Well, that’s not really what I wanted.” Exactly! If it isn’t what you want, my darlings…how can you possibly feel fulfilled by it?

 

So, let’s commit to taking some time to look at the goals we have set, to revising them and setting powerful new intentions, with the very first intention being: I honor myself and my desires. Let’s evaluate each and every goal we have set and determine whether it is a goal for us individually or a means to simply make someone else happy.

 
To illustrate this point, let's look at the weight loss example. Instead of saying we want to lose weight (with the unsaid motive being to “keep” or attract a partner), why not set the intention of being healthy for YOU. In doing this, you can affirm daily:

I am healthy in mind, body, and spirit.

I only allow healthy foods and substances into my body.

My body is completely balanced and in its most perfect state.


As you repeat these affirmations, your very words are a powerful reminder to your subconscious mind. And as you speak in the present tense, it is as if what you are saying is already so. You are setting the foundation for success and conditioning your mind to make it so. 

 

It doesn’t matter the goal you set, the only requirement is that you do it for yourself. Are you ready to set those intentions and commit to follow-through for YOU?

 

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The Sidewalk Ends Here…

May 11, 2011

I don’t remember any books from my childhood.  At least, that’s what I thought.  When I first tried to conger up memories of reading, I drew a complete blank.  Yes, I couldn’t think of one single book!  So, I decided to delve a little further into my mind and came up with the cute teddy bear board book my mom read to me as a toddler, Cinderella, and The Princess and the Pea.  I still have that little teddy bear book and will always cherish it.  But, can that really be all I remember reading as a child?  Pulling those memories from the frayed edges of my mind soon buried me under a wave of book covers and authors.  Oh!  What about the Sweet Valley High series by Francine Pascal?  I read that series incessantly during my teen years.  I remember spending so much money on those books…and it became a challenge…buying, reading, and arranging all those books on my shelf in chronological order.  Then, a little further back I remembered some required reading from middle school…Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret by Judy Blume and the life and writings of Edgar Allen Poe.  I admit, I didn’t care for Judy Blume, but I was fascinated with Edgar Allen Poe…The Raven, The Tell Tale Heart, The Masque of the Red Death, The Pit and the Pendulum, and so on.  But, I still wonder why they had Poe as required reading for a 13 year old!  It was probably my fascination with Poe that led to my interest in crime/suspense/mystery novels.  So, it was only logical that by high school, I had moved on to Dean Koontz, Stephen King, and Anne Rice. 

I continued to ponder the books I read as a child and found that with all the authors, titles, and genres flowing through my mind, I continuously returned to fourth grade.  It was a magical year, I suppose…a time for trading stickers with my friends, staying out of the clutches of boys chasing girls on the playground, and my first introduction to poetry.  Now, I admit I would have done almost anything to not go outside for recess, as you can imagine!  Quite coincidentally, my fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Joyce Sigler, had an exciting project for me and a friend in lieu of play time.  At recess, she would tape a large sheet of white paper on the wall and place the overhead projector in just the right spot for maximum size.  She would then place a transparency on the overhead glass, and my friend and I would carefully trace the letters and drawings onto the plain white paper.  That simple job made me feel important!  And, unbeknownst to me at the time, I learned about poetry and how to make that funny little lower case ‘a’.  I mean, who really writes an ‘a’ like that?  Ultimately, I ended up reading the entire book from which the transparencies were made.  What an exciting experience at such an impressionable time in my young life!

You may wonder what poetry could possibly fill a fourth grader with so much excitement.  This poetry was magical, complete with funny drawings…a book filled of stories such as Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout who would not take the garbage out, a crocodile who went to the dentist, and little Peggy Ann McKay who was so sick she could not go to school today!  Yes, Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein became my favorite book that year.  That year became one of my most memorable years in school and, by my estimation, served as a catalyst for my growing love of books.

I now share Mr. Silverstein’s books with my own children.  Not only Where the Sidewalk Ends, but A Light in the Attic, Falling Up, and The Giving Tree, as well.  Will my fourth grader have the same memories about reading these books as I have?  Probably not, but I hope to make an impression as great as that given to me all those years ago by one very special fourth grade teacher and Shel Silverstein!

*This entry first appeared as a guest post on basicallyamazingashley.com in May 2011