‘If You Can Relate Lets Make It An Anual Date!”

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Posted on May 8th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Misc, Millionaire Mindset, Health, Entreprenuership, Mental, Personality Profiles.
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Mother’s Day Rose
By: Author Unknown

A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be
wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away. As he
got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the
curb sobbing.

He asked her what was wrong and she replied, “I wanted to
buy a red rose for my mother. But I only have seventy-five
cents, and a rose costs two dollars.”

The man smiled and said, “Come on in with me. I’ll buy you a
rose.”

He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own
mother’s flowers.

As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.

She said, “Yes, please! You can take me to my mother.”

She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on thumb_456.jpg
a freshly dug grave.

The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire
order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles
to his mother’s house.

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Posted on April 30th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Online Business, Millionaire Mindset, Affilliate Marketing, Retail, Business, Entreprenuership, Personality Profiles.
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“Did You Know That…………..?”

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Posted on April 23rd, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Misc, Millionaire Mindset, Health, Entreprenuership.
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More Each Day
By: Author Unknown

Today you know more than you did at this time yesterday.

Today you are one day closer to becoming the person you were
meant to be.

Today you have more experience, and more wisdom than you did
just one day ago.

So what’s the best thing to do today? More!

You are more today than you’ve ever been before. What a
waste it would be to ignore that! What a waste it would be
not to make full use of it! Now that you’ve become more,
it’s time to do more.

Right now, you have what it takes to put more effort into
your work, more love into your relationships, more
discipline into your actions, more passion into your life.

The tools and opportunities available to you have grown. So
use them to make your results and your life grow, too - not
next week, not in a few days, but right now.

What can you improve just a little bit today? Those little
improvements add up, compounding on each other until you’ve
soon forged your life into a masterpiece.

You have more today than ever before. So go out and make
more of this day than you’ve ever done.

Today is truly golden, and you have what it takes to make
your life shine more brightly with each passing moment.

You really can do it, you know!

“How Are You Viewing Your Life? -No Wonder You Are????”

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Posted on April 9th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Misc.
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Recipe For Life
Author: Unknown

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A little boy is telling his Grandma how “everything” is
going wrong. School, family problems, severe health
problems, etc. Meanwhile, Grandma is baking a cake. She asks
her grandson if he would like a snack, which of course he
does.

“Here, have some cooking oil.”

“Yuck” says the boy.

“How about a couple raw eggs? ”

“Gross, Grandma!”

“Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?”

“Grandma, those are all yucky!”

To which Grandma replies: “Yes, all those things seem bad
all by themselves. But when they are put together in the
right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!

Many times we wonder why we have to go through such bad and
difficult times. But, there is a reason all these things
happen.Try not to look at one or two bad or good things but
look at the big picture and take something positive from it.

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“Can You Relate To This Cancer Story?”

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Posted on April 3rd, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Alternative Remedies, Cancer Treatments, Health, Axel Henriksen.
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Thanks For Taking Care of Me
By: Author Unknown

Like most elementary schools, it was typical to have a
parade of students in and out of the health clinic
throughout the day. We dispensed ice for bumps and bruises,
Band-Aids for cuts, and liberal doses of sympathy and hugs.
As principal, my office was right next door to the clinic,
so I often dropped in to lend a hand and help out with the
hugs. I knew that for some kids, mine might be the only one
they got all day.

One morning I was putting a Band-Aid on a little girl’s
scraped knee. Her blonde hair was matted, and I noticed that
she was shivering in her thin little sleeveless blouse. I
found her a warm sweatshirt and helped her pull it on.
“Thanks for taking care of me,” she whispered as she climbed
into my lap and snuggled up against me.

It wasn’t long after that when I ran across an unfamiliar
lump under my arm. Cancer, an aggressively spreading kind,
had already invaded thirteen of my lymph nodes. I pondered
whether or not to tell the students about my diagnosis. The
word breast seemed so hard to say out loud to them, and the
word cancer seemed so frightening.

When it became evident that the children were going to find
out one way or another, either the straight scoop from me or
possibly a garbled version from someone else, I decided to
tell them myself. It wasn’t easy to get the words out, but
the empathy and concern I saw in their faces as I explained
it to them told me I had made the right decision. When I
gave them a chance to ask questions, they mostly wanted to
know how they could help. I told them that what I would like
best would be their letters, pictures and prayers.

I stood by the gym door as the children solemnly filed out.
My little blonde friend darted out of line and threw herself
into my arms. Then she stepped back to look up into my face.
“Don’t be afraid, Dr. Perry,” she said earnestly, “I know
you’ll be back because now it’s our turn to take care of
you.”

No one could have ever done a better job. The kids sent me
off to my first chemotherapy session with a hilarious book
of nausea remedies that they had written. A video of every
class in the school singing get-well songs accompanied me to
the next chemotherapy appointment. By the third visit, the
nurses were waiting at the door to find out what I would
bring next. It was a delicate music box that played “I Will
Always Love You.”

Even when I went into isolation at the hospital for a bone
marrow transplant, the letters and pictures kept coming
until they covered every wall of my room.

Then the kids traced their hands onto colored paper, cut
them out and glued them together to make a freestanding
rainbow of helping hands. “I feel like I’ve stepped into
Disneyland every time I walk into this room,” my doctor
laughed. That was even before the six-foot apple blossom
tree arrived adorned with messages written on paper apples
from the students and teachers. What healing comfort I found
in being surrounded by these tokens of their caring.

At long last I was well enough to return to work. As I
headed up the road to the school, I was suddenly overcome by
doubts. What if the kids have forgotten all about me? I
wondered, What if they don’t want a skinny bald principal?
What if I caught sight of the school marquee as I rounded
the bend. “Welcome Back, Dr. Perry,” it read. As I drew
closer, everywhere I looked were pink ribbons - ribbons in
the windows, tied on the doorknobs, even up in the trees.
The children and staff wore pink ribbons, too.

My blonde buddy was first in line to greet me. “You’re back,
Dr. Perry, you’re back!” she called. “See, I told you we’d
take care of you!”

As I hugged her tight, in the back of my mind I faintly
heard my music box playing… “I will always love you.”

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“Thought This Was Worth Posting Again-Have You Ever Done This?”

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Posted on March 26th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Millionaire Mindset, Health, Entreprenuership, Mental, Personality Profiles.
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Late for Dinner
By: Author Unknown

Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing
down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many months. How
could a guy get caught so often?

When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled
over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the
potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car will tweak
his backside with a mirror. The cop was stepping out of his
car, the big pad in hand.

Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench
coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A cop catching
a guy from his own church. A guy who happened to be a little
eager to get home after a long day at the office. A guy he
was about to play golf with tomorrow.

Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every
Sunday, a man he’d never seen in uniform. “Hi, Bob. Fancy
meeting you like this.”

“Hello, Jack.” No smile.

“Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and
kids.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Bob seemed uncertain. Good.

“I’ve seen some long days at the office lately. I’m afraid I
bent the rules a bit -just this once.” Jack toed at a pebble
on the pavement. “Diane said something about roast beef and
potatoes tonight. Know what I mean?”

“I know what you mean. I also know that you have a
reputation in our precinct.”

Ouch. This was not going in the right direction. Time to
change tactics.

“What’d you clock me at?”

“Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?”

“Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I saw
you. I was barely nudging 65.” The lie seemed to come easier
with every ticket.

“Please, Jack, in the car.”

Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door.
Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He was in no
rush to open the window. The minutes ticked by. Bob
scribbled away on the pad. Why hadn’t he asked for a
driver’s license?

Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before
Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked
his head to the left. There was Bob, a folded paper in hand.
Jack rolled down the window a mere two inches, just enough
room for Bob to pass him the slip.

“Thanks.” Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his
voice.

Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack watched
his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the sheet of paper.
How much was this one going to cost? Wait a minute. What was
this? Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket. Jack began
to read:

“Dear Jack,

Once upon a time I had a daughter. She was six when killed
by a car. You guessed it — a speeding driver. A fine and
three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his
daughters. All three of them. I only had one, and I’m going
to have to wait until Heaven before I can ever hug her
again. A thousand times I’ve tried to forgive that man. A
thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to
do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be careful, Jack,
my son is all I have left.

- Bob”

Jack turned around in time to see Bob’s car pull away and
head down the road. Jack watched until it disappeared. A
full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly
home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife
and kids when he arrived.

Life is precious. Handle with care.

“WOW Now That’s What I call Very Clear “

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Posted on March 26th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Millionaire Mindset, Health, Entreprenuership, Mental, Personality Profiles.
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What Do You Perceive As The Seven Wonders Of The World?
By: Author Unknown

A group of students was asked to list what they thought were the present “Seven Wonders of the World.” Though there were some disagreements, the following received the most votes:

1. Egypt’s Great Pyramids
2. Taj Mahal
3. Grand Canyon
4. Panama Canal
5. Empire State Building
6. St. Peter’s Basilica
7. China’s Great Wall

While gathering the votes, the teacher noticed that one quiet student hadn’t turned in her paper yet. So she asked the girl if she was having trouble with her list. The girl replied, “Yes, a little. I couldn’t quite make up my mind because there were so many.”

The teacher said, “Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help.”

The girl hesitated, then read, “I think the ‘Seven Wonders of the World’ are:

1. to see
2. to hear
3. to touch
4. to taste
5. to feel
6. to laugh
7. and to love.”
Axel “The Wizard Of Wealth” Says : “true wealth Is whats left over after all of your money and other possessions are stripped away ………. Money Is only another energy and easy to attract and those seven above are priceless and no amount of money can buy them all back once you have …………lost them.

“Beware What You Focus On It Might Happen-Unless”

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Posted on March 6th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Millionaire Mindset, Health, Entreprenuership, Mental, Personality Profiles.
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Have Some Coffee
By: Author Unknown

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.
Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in
work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the hot coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: “If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for each of you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.

What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup.  But you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other’s cups. Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn’t change.

Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it.”

So, don’t let the cups drive you.. enjoy the coffee instead!

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Posted on February 29th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Millionaire Mindset, Entreprenuership, Mental, Personality Profiles, Wealth Creation.
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We generally change ourselves for one of two reasons: inspiration or desperation.

 

Leading Change

Leadership is about change. If you need no change, you need no leader. In times of change, people seek out more and better leaders. Those successful sought-out leaders embrace the following thought: “The best reformers the world has ever known are those who began with themselves.”

Mahatma Gandhi said, “We must be the change that we envision.” Tolstoy said, “Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.”

The following comments are about personal change:

1. One person cannot change another person.
When I started as a young leader, I thought that a leader could change the people; and boy, did I work at it. I said, “All right, I’m going to give them thoughts, ideas, and principles; and I’m going to change people.”

After several years, I awakened to the thought that the only person who can change himself or herself is himself or herself. You can change yourself, but I cannot change you. You see, I am responsible to you but I am not responsible for you; and there is a world of difference between those two. I am responsible for teaching you good leadership, I am responsible for sharing things that can help add value to your life; but you are the only one who can take responsibility to change yourself, and that is what this whole article is about.

2. Most people need to look at the way that they look at change.
How many times have you heard somebody say, “I sure hope things will change.” The only way things will change for me is when I change. It has nothing to do with hope. You can’t just say, “Well, I just hope things will change around me,” and expect results. The only way that things will change for me is when I change.

I have also heard this before, “I don’t know why I’m this way.” Well, you are the way you are because that is the way you want to be. Let’s expose it for what it really is.

3. When you make the right personal changes, other things begin to turn out right.
So when people say, “I’d like things to turn out better for me, I’d like things to turn out right, I’d like things to turn out better in the organization, or in my family,” I say to them, “Start by making personal changes.”

by Dr. John C. Maxwell


Here Are Some Examples:

Years ago, a young mother about to go out with her husband prepared to feed their baby before they left. The husband became impatient as she started her daily routine of mashing vegetables through a strainer. Tired of him standing over her with the car keys in one hand and the other hand on the door knob, she turned the task over to him. Within a few minutes, the strainer, peas, carrots, and bowl ended up in his lap. As he changed clothes, he reasoned that there must be a better way to prepare baby food and that there must be a lot of frustrated parents who didn´t enjoy the monotony of straining fruit and vegetables three times a day. Soon, they began discussing the idea of designing machinery to strain the food in a factory and sell it already prepared.

Fortunately, the young father and his dad owned a small canning plant, but it was difficult to sell the older man on the concept. One mistake that harmed a child would destroy everything it had taken them a lifetime to build.

And what about the expense of marketing surveys, developing and financing new machinery, packaging, getting stores to accept the products, and getting parents to buy something totally new at a price that would be both affordable and profitable? You’ve been through this in your own organization or family when someone comes up with an idea that colors outside the lines! I see you’re nodding affirmatively.

The risk was enormous, but in the end, they went forward with their idea because it filled a need they understood first-hand. They had the skills and experience. And the market was so vast that the positive benefits far outweighed the negative factors. One year after Dan Gerber dumped the strainer of cooked vegetables into his lap, the Gerber Products Company introduced its first five baby foods to the market. The point of the story is that, so often, an idea becomes a goal when we realize it meets a need in our own lives and the lives of others. Our motivation to achieve this goal is dependent upon how strong our need is and whether or not we have the determination, optimism and toughness to follow through our ideas to fruition.

Consider the following:

- The outboard motor was invented by Ole Evinrude because he couldn’t row the boat fast enough on a Wisconsin lake to keep his girlfriend’s ice cream from melting.

- The Automatic Dishwasher was invented by a woman whose housekeeper kept breaking her fine china when she washed it by hand.

- The ice cream cone was invented by a waffle vendor who ran out of plates to serve his waffles.

- The Polaroid camera was invented by Edward Land because his daughter wanted to see the pictures she took with her camera right away, rather than wait.

- And the hot dog was invented by a German immigrant whose silk gloves used to serve bratwurst in his restaurant were taken home by his patrons. His solution was to split a bun, and serve the bratwurst that way. Yes, necessity is the mother of invention.

This week think about what problem or need you have that you might solve with an innovative idea, product or service.

Find out How You Can Best Change You

“True Wealth Is What Is……………………Read On”

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Posted on February 28th, 2008 by Axel. Filed in Millionaire Mindset, Health, Entreprenuership, Mental, Personality Profiles, Wealth Creation.
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Red Marbles by:
Author Unknown

During the waning years of the depression in a small Idaho community, I used to stop by Mr. Miller’s roadside stand for farm fresh produce as the season made it available.

Food and money were still extremely scarce and bartering was used extensively.
One day Mr. Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me.

I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appraising a basket of freshly picked green peas. I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes.

Pondering the peas, I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller and the ragged boy next to me. “Hello Barry, how are you today?”
“H’lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus’ admirin’ them peas.. sure look good.”

“They are good, Barry. How’s your Ma?” “Fine. Gittin’ stronger alla’ time.” “Good. Anything I can help you with?” “No, Sir. Jus’ admirin’ them peas.”
“Would you like to take some home?” “No, Sir. Got nuthin’ to pay for ‘em with.”
“Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?”
“All I got’s my prize marble here.” “Is that right? Let me see it.” “Here ’tis. She’s a dandy.” “I can see that. Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?”
“Not zackley … but almost.” “Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble.” “Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.”
Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me. With a smile she said, “There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn’t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, perhaps.”

I left the stand smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Colorado but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering.
Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had the occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there I learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his viewing that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them.

Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could. Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts … all very professional looking. They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband’s casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket. Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and mentioned the story she had told me about the marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.

“Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim “traded” them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size … they came to pay their debt.”

“We’ve never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,” she confided, “but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho.” With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.