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Authors: Dianne Harman
Maria wore a red wrap-around dress which hugged her curves and dipped down between her breasts, allowing onlookers a view of her generous cleavage. Large gold earrings and a bracelet played against her pale olive skin. It hadn’t been easy, but she’d lost the twenty pounds she’d deliberately gained when she went to Provence in an attempt to escape being detected by the police. All she wanted now was to lose herself in Jordan’s embrace.
She had been terrified of being identified as "a person of interest" by the ferret-faced woman at the security podium in France. She was wearing a starched white blouse and black slacks, and her menacing laser like eyes bore into Maria. She’d held Maria’s passport a little longer than necessary, looking back and forth, between it and Maria. But that was nothing compared to the fear she was feeling now as she got ready to go through U.S. Immigration.
When her turn came, a surly fat immigration officer was seated behind the counter. As he scanned the RFID tag on her passport, his computer screen flashed a red alert. He deftly pressed a button and then turned his attention towards Maria. With his yellow-stained teeth and Cheshire cat-like smile, he made her feel like she was nothing more than a piece of Swiss cheese. She’d forced herself to smile at him instead of openly shivering with revulsion. Every second seemed like an hour.
He returned her passport to her and she stepped away from the counter. Less than a minute later an immigration officer approached Maria from behind, startling her. "Ma'am, please follow me."
She went weak in the knees and could barely walk as she followed him, trembling with fear. Her hopes for a happy future with Jordan came crashing down. Whoever had told Jordan she was free to travel under the name of Maria Brooks must have misled him.
The immigration officer led her to a small detention room and asked her to take a seat at a table. Seated across the table from her was a man who identified himself as a detective assigned to the homicide unit of the Riverside County Sheriff’s Office. Stone-faced and in a voice as cold as steel he said, “You’re under arrest for the murder of Jeffrey Brooks. In a few minutes you’ll be taken to the Robert Presley Detention Center in Riverside County,” and then he got up and left abruptly.
Maria was stunned when she heard those words. She went into a state of shock, wondering how this could have happened, and thinking how naïve it had been for her to return to the country where she had killed someone… her husband.
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CHAPTER 3 - Plugging Massive Energy Leaks
CHAPTER 4 - Empty Yourself First
CHAPTER 5 - Resistance Explained
CHAPTER 6 - Sin, a Wretched Invention
CHAPTER 9 - Actionless Action - Act Without Acting
CHAPTER 10 - Mother's Special Recipe for Success (Reader's Favorite)
CHAPTER 11 - The Power behind a Choice or Decision
CHAPTER 12 - Why do some people never get what they want?
CHAPTER 13 - Be Very Selfish & Don't Forget the F Word
CHAPTER 14 - Reverse Engineering your Deepest Fear
CHAPTER 15 - Living in the Now & The Secret of a Billion Bits
A New Beginning
It was the first week of March and Spring was just around the corner, eager to burst forth and bless everyone with life and warmth once more. A beaming sun and blue skies dotted with white fluffy clouds greeted all those who had assembled. Smiles abounded, and even those who were grouchy couldn't help flashing their pearly or not so pearly whites.
The organization catered to those who needed someone "to listen" to them in their moment of crises, and in the long run steer them away, tactfully, from committing suicide. It had been in existence for decades, tucked away in a quaint house in a leafy neighborhood in the suburbs. What these callers didn't realize was that
loneliness was killing them, slowly and softly.
Those who called the helpline came from all walks of life and over the decades the clientele included shop owners, taxi-drivers, cashiers, celebrities, office clerks, fast food workers, engineers, nurses, waiters, waitresses, CEO's, customer service reps, truckers, actors, actresses, loaders, baggage handlers, authors, directors, producers, janitors, warehouse workers, journalists, secretaries, bookkeepers, teachers, maids, pilots, maintenance people, lawyers, hoteliers, government officials, pimps, hookers, bankers, ex-convicts etc.
Twice a year the organization would hold a get-together where the Chairman would host a feast for the volunteers who were educated, compassionate, eclectic, enthusiastic and inspiring. The Chairman was a wise and generous man revered for his wisdom, both, from a monetary and spiritual angle. He wanted to share his secrets, "real secrets of life", with them.
There are principles and then there are tactics or techniques. Principles are few and far in-between whereas tactics range in the hundreds or thousands. He wanted to share his life-transforming principles (and a few techniques), the best of the best, with these good Samaritans; they deserved it. The possibilities were limitless once the foundation was laid.
The chairman had a handsome forehead, deep-set eyes, lush eyebrows, an aquiline nose and a head covered with silvery-white hair. The volunteers could invite their family and friends, and the event was always a memorable one.
The post lunch session was the most precious part of the day. By then everyone had melted into each other and the gathering resembled one big, complete, happy family. The Q&A session would begin where they could ask the Chairman absolutely anything. No topic was deemed inappropriate or juvenile, and they were free to go in any direction. The volunteers came from all walks of life and despite vast differences, both economic and social, they all shared a common thirst for love, money and happiness. Yet, at times, the intensity of that thirst seemed to get in the way of everything they yearned for.
What do you want?
“So what's the first question going to be?” asked the chairman, as he smiled magnanimously.
“How do we make money? Lots of it?” asked one man.
“Yeah, that's a good one. We’re not happy living like this," said an older man. "A fat bank balance is always welcome.”
“Anything else other than money?” asked the chairman, with a twinkle in his eye.
“Ooh, ooh, and happiness at all times,” said a young woman.
“Yeah, and a stress free life,” said an elderly lady.
“All three if possible,” said one girl.
“That would be asking for too much, I guess,” said a young guy.
“So money, happiness and a stress free life are your top three wishes for the year. That’s doable, although there are far more interesting challenges in life,” said the chairman.
“We’ve had enough challenges. There's so much pain and suffering even amongst the educated. A few on top shittin' on the rest of us,” said a man, in a slightly frustrated tone.
“That’s understandable, so let’s start with money,” said the chairman. "Before we start, wouldn't it be nice to know the personality traits that the rich possess?"
"We already know that. They're smart and intelligent and come from rich backgrounds…," an impetuous young man retorted before he was cut off by an older man.
"We're here to listen and learn from him. I think there's more to it than meets the eye. Yes, we'd like to know the personality traits the rich possess," said the old man, sounding a little irritated.
"They're not smart, not intelligent, not rich, not lucky, not talented, not beautiful, not privileged, not confident, not achievers, not the most popular, not likely to succeed, been laughed at the most and have failed more than most," said the chairman, much to the astonishment of all those gathered.
"That gives us so much hope," said a young man. "You just described me perfectly."
"That means you'll be rich, happy and stress free," a middle aged woman chimed in.
All of a sudden the mood changed. There might be a chance after all, everyone thought. Something deep within them stirred. Really? Was it really true that most rich people came from such wretched backgrounds? Wow, who would have thought?
"If that's the case then what about the things we see on TV and read in the papers?" asked a young woman, still not convinced.
"The media gives people what they want. If they portrayed boring people who wore boring clothes and drove old, ugly cars and lived in modest homes then no one would watch the TV or read the papers anymore," said the chairman.
"Makes a lot of sense," a young woman said. The rest nodded in agreement.
"Moving on, does anyone know the First Law of the Universe?" asked the chairman. He scanned everyone's faces, waiting for an answer. When none came forth he replied.
"Whatever you want will be yours!"
"Then how come we don't get what we want?" a young man shot back.
"Well, when I asked you what the first law of the universe was, you didn't reply," said the chairman with a smile. "Then how do you expect to get what you want?"
"Also, when you ask for something there's a lack of clarity. Because of this lack of knowledge and lack of clarity, you ask feebly, and you get a feeble response, which, as we all know is not what you wanted, but you got what you deserved.
"The first law of the universe is also the deadliest law of the universe. It's a double edged sword. Exercise caution - for the cosmos will indulge your every whim and fancy."
"So let's get right to it," said the chairman.
Plugging Massive Energy Leaks
“Before we can even begin to talk about money or anything that we aspire for in life, it’s best to understand one simple fact -
your ability to create
is directly proportional to the energy resources at your disposal,” said the chairman.
"In many cases the readiness to forge ahead exists, but the chains that bind you are still in place. So it's best to begin by taking a look at what's holding you back, break free from them, and then begin marching on the path to prosperity.
“Most (99%) are stuck in a low energy realm and hence your ability to live the life of your dreams remains a dream.
“Are you aware of the fact - that not only are you in a dream state while you sleep, you’re also in a dream state while you are awake. It’s one big continuous dream,” said the chairman.
“How come we’re dreaming/sleeping while we’re awake?” asked one guy, scratching his head as he shifted around awkwardly.
“How many of you daydream during the day?” asked the chairman.
“All of us do that,” said one man.
“And how many of you brood or get melancholy?” asked the chairman. “When I say brood, I mean to ‘blame, complain and criticize’, which happens to be the single biggest pastime you engage in.”
“This tape that whirrs in your head for ever and ever until you go to sleep, exhausted,” said the chairman. “You see, more than 80 percent of the waking state is spent either day dreaming or brooding i.e. thinking about the past or the future.
"Only the remainder is spent doing something fruitful; this is when you are fully awake and
not leaking any energy
,” the chairman said and then asked, “How many of you blame, complain and criticize on an hourly basis?”
Everyone raised their hands, except for a young man up who had been busy daydreaming.
“Now, how many of you are infatuated with celebrities? How many of you dream of marrying them or hanging out with them?” asked the chairman.
The daydreamer suddenly realized that everyone had raised their hands and raised his hand slowly, so that no one would notice. Everyone noticed.
“Infatuation sucks you bone dry on a daily basis, beware,” warned the chairman. “When you daydream you are projecting the future and when you are blaming and complaining (tape whirring) you are projecting the past.
"So even when your eyes are wide open, your awareness 'is zero', since you are busy day dreaming(future) or brooding(past), hence the dream continues even when you are awake,” said the chairman.
"Is dreaming at night a good thing?” a young girl asked innocently.
“There are two things that happen while sleeping and it's important to make a distinction. When you are just about to wake up, you get flashes which last for a very short time and are normally forgotten by the time you are fully awake,” said the chairman. These flashes are helpful, they are symbols i.e. coded information that comes in the form of an image along with an emotion, and they point you in the right direction.
"Nature by default is very lazy or super-efficient, call it what you may, so it always tries to do things using the least amount of energy in the shortest possible time period.
“Dreams on the other hand go on for a much longer duration and are a massive energy leak. They take on two forms. In most cases you dream of things that happened to you during the day – as is. The second form also replays the same information, but in the form of symbols and emotions, so you feel that something new is being revealed but it's the very same thing.
"For example, you run into a person you dislike and later on that night you dream of a snake that symbolizes the dread and dislike all rolled into one.