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April, 2010 – Question and Answer

Lisa Dawn WaxLighten Up With Lisa

Questions and Answers

By Lisa Dawn Wax

 

Hi Readers. This month I’m experimenting with a slightly new format that I hope will inspire more of you to write in and share your stories and questions. All submissions will be kept confidential and anonymous at your discretion. If you would like to submit something for publication, you can email me directly at lisa@lightworkerlisa.com.  Not all stories will be published, but I will try to respond to as many as I can.

Dear Lightworker Lisa,

        I have enjoyed all of your inspirational and uplifting columns. However, I have a question I still need advice on and would love your help. I’m sure I’m not the only one who may be going through the ups and downs of everyday life, so I thought I’d ask you this,” How can I find balance?”  I feel like I am on a roller coaster ride everyday! I am a mother of two very young children, one who has a severe disability and needs 24 hour care. Like so many others I am unemployed, have lost my home, and now am going to be a single mother shortly. I want so much to find that balance between children, and finding a way to start my new life with basically nothing in the financial sense. I want so much to believe that with faith I can get through this, but as usual fear gets in the way. I have asked my angels for their help, but in the mean time I would love some of your words of wisdom.

                      Thank you so much – Signed “Starting Over”

Dear “Starting Over”,

You are definitely dealing with some challenging situations and I don’t want to make light of them in any way. You have valid concerns and I’m happy to have the opportunity to address your questions of balance, faith and fear; all of which most of us face on a daily basis.

 

Balance – Picture a seesaw and think about how it functions.  At the very center of the seesaw is a support upon which the seesaw pivots. When the support is properly positioned in the center it allows the seesaw to be level, which is necessary for it to be balanced. Ergo, to be balanced is also to be level and if being balanced is also being level, then we can use the analogy that being level-headed (clear and focused) might help one to feel being in balance. Essentially, before you find balance you must find your center.  Your center is that place within you that grounds you and supports you. Whereas, one person’s center might be their head, another person’s might be their gut and yet another’s might be their heart.  Ironically, it is at the center of the heart where one finds faith.

 

Faith – Bottom line is at every crossroad there is a choice to make. The key is to make the best-informed decisions we can when we are faced with that choice. Some choices are easy and some are excruciatingly difficult.  Unfortunately, life does not always come equipped with a net. That is why we must do our homework and gather our information so that when we make our choices, especially the difficult ones, we are fully armed with the knowledge to do so. Then, we need to trust our gut or listen to our heart center and just jump. Faith is having the courage to jump in spite of fear.  Of course, there still are times when we make informed decisions and things don’t work out the way we had hoped or planned. There is no guarantee that having faith will result in your desired outcome. You may end up with something completely different, but ironically the end result may turn out to be better than you originally anticipated. Faith doesn’t necessarily make things right, but it can give you new perspective, give you the strength to forge ahead when things appear to go wayward, and it can also help you to transcend the short-term pain and refocus on the long-term possibilities.

 

Fear – As you said life is like a roller coaster ride and we never know what’s around the next corner or to quote Forest Gump, “Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.” Even when we think we can count on the stability of something, it can turn out to be unpredictably unstable because life is kinetic and, according to the Greek philosopher Heraclitus, “the only constant is change.”  Bear in mind that without change there is no growth and growth is a very good thing. Without growth, without movement, without change what is living?  Consider life as an adventure, a journey, not as a final destination. It is important to not be static. Little to nothing can happen in a state of stasis. Even when the caterpillar is in the cocoon and seems to be doing nothing, he is hidden inside growing, evolving, and living. Don’t be afraid to evolve into the person you are meant to be.  Don’t be afraid to live. Think of fear as False Evidence Appearing Real. Then, let go of your fear and enjoy the ride; you may like where it leads you.  Additionally, try a chocolate and if you don’t like the first one, try another. You might actually find a new favorite.

 

In conclusion be proactive on your journey, take responsibility for the things you have control of and be patient with the things you don’t.  Find your center, find your faith and see past your fears.  You can do it.  I know you can. 

 

I’m here if you need me.

 

Lightworker Lisa

 

Until next time, may your days be brighter and your lives be lighter.

 

Lisa Dawn Wax, aka Lightworker Lisa, has been certified in Massage Therapy and Reiki Healing for over 15 years. In addition to being a born Lightworker she is a certified Angel Healing Practitioner and Reiki Master; both of which basically confirm her intuitive abilities to help, heal and teach. Using reiki (energy healing), divine messages and intuitive readings, she has helped many people to identify the source of their pain, clarify current life situations, and successfully redirect their focus into positive channels.  If you are in need of affordable healing and/or life coaching with immediate results, please call her at 561-594-3948 or visit her new website www.lightworkerlisa.com.

 

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April, 2010 – Our Own South Florida Dog Whisperer

Our Own South Florida Dog Whisperer

 

By Marla E. Schwartz

 

 

Jay Meranchik, South Florida resident and well-respected dog whisperer, discovered a key element to the anti-aging process when he was still a kid. It’s his ability to value, understand and literally communicate with dogs that makes him unique. He’s not only a superlative dog trainer, teaching individuals how to build relationships with their dogs, but is one of the first pioneers in the field of pet therapy in this country.

 

Jay teaches Max how to push a shopping cart. Photo by Marla E. Schwartz.
Jay teaches Max how to push a shopping cart. Photo by Marla E. Schwartz.

 

 

 

“I helped create the laws that allow pets into nursing homes, hospitals and institutions,” Jay explained. “I’ve been recognized with a Jefferson Award, appeared in a Walt Disney educational film with my own dog, and was honored in proclamation by local commissioners.” Jay’s natural ability to bring out the best in people by introducing his dogs to them in such settings has turned into something that many of us take for granted. Always naming his dogs after superheroes, he’s currently the proud owner of Maxine (nicknamed Max), named after Jessica Alba’s character {Max Guevara, a secret government supersoldier} in Dark Angel, and it’s clear, by watching them together, that their relationship is a very special one.

 

Although Max looks like a German Shepherd, she’s actually a Belgian Malinois, and at a tender-age of 16-months, attends to Jay’s every need, and he does the same for her. Jay suffers from a rare form of polio that is characterized by progressive symmetrical paralysis and loss of reflexes, usually beginning in the legs. “I got polio from the polio shot when I was fourteen,” Jay explained. “A small percentage of people contract the disease this way.”

 

Jay and Max. Photo by Marla E. Schwartz.
Jay and Max. Photo by Marla E. Schwartz.

 

 

 

“It happened when they switched from the vaccine to the sugar pills,” he said. His body obviously didn’t have a good reaction to it. And growing up in the projects of Brooklyn, NY – he already had a rough start in life. “I grew up in Sheepshead Bay, Coney Island and in the projects the only pets you were allowed were fish and birds. No cats. No dogs,” Jay said. “But the fish and the birds were all I had when I had got sick and they meant everything to me.”

 

“I realized something was wrong right away, but it wasn’t until I fell down in school and couldn’t get up anymore that other people noticed,” Jay said. Today Jay looks like the pillar of health and one would never know he has a disability. He suffers deep pain, but it’s nothing that’s visible to the eye. He has what medical professionals refer to as an invisible illness. “That’s a problem because people think there is no problem when there is one,” he said. “I fight it all the time.”

 

Therefore, Max is more than merely a pet, although his joy at having her in his company is self-evident, but she’s his working dog. Max is always ready to work and enjoys demonstrating her skills. Jay gives a command from the couch, “Max, go open the refrigerator and get me the water.” She does. “Good girl. You didn’t close the refrigerator (she’s young, she’s learning), go close that door.” He makes two clicking noises and she closes the door and returns to Jay. “She also gets the newspaper every morning and she starts the vacuum cleaner up for me.” Max has a training area in the backyard where the climbs the ladder, walks on the balance beam and more. She’s even learning how to push a grocery cart.

 

 

Jay and Max
Jay and Max

Jay’s fondness of animals was unmistakable as a young child because he used to run away to the local pet shop for solace. One day the owner hired him to come and work after school and feed the animals. Jay was in his element. Later on he worked as an animal handler in a biological lab that sold rat, monkey and dog cells. “They were taking dogs and killing them and selling their cells. I ended up quitting because I couldn’t take it any longer,” he said. Before quitting, he saved a liter and adopted one of the dogs. This dog became his first working dog named Natasha.

 

 

 

It was at the lab when he ran across research papers written by psychiatrists about using dogs as a catalyst for response in patients. “I’m a different individual than most,” he said. Meaning, he realized understood that this research suggested there was a need to train dogs to help therapists reach through the emotional conflicts that existed between them and their patients.

 

Jay originally moved to Florida to help take care of his mother, but he also had other plans, as well. In September 1974 he created his first organization, the Feeling Heart Foundation, based in Miami Beach. “Animals, up to this point, weren’t allowed in institutions,” he said.  His mother had a lot to do with opening up his eyes and teaching him to pursue his gift. “My mother was a woman full of faith and she took care of me when I got polio, and every time I’d reach a goal and she’d see somebody who was less fortunate than I was, whether the person suffered from polio or some other form of a crippling disease, and say, ‘there by the grace of God’. She knew I had a gift with animals and for years I didn’t know what to do with it and she’d tell me that when God is knocking at your door you just have to listen and you’ll figure it out. Finally one day I put it all together and I said I can help.”

 

He tries to hold back tears when speaking about his mother. “My mother raised me, and I was born and raised Jewish, and one of the things she always impressed upon me was how to make the world a better place,” Jay said. “She said that’s our job. She’s gone now. She passed away a couple of years ago from old age. She was almost 90-years-old.”

 

These days Jay is busy creating a new foundation called The National K-9 Working Dog, Inc, that will create a national database registry for all working dogs (Police, Search & Rescue and Service) so they can be given critical equipment needed to protect their lives and well being while doing their jobs serving and protecting the public. “I just started it at the beginning of the month and this is the evolution of what I’ve been doing all my life,” he said. “In talking with the Florida state police I found out that there isn’t a retirement program for these dogs, and without one police officers are taking on a financial burden they may not be able to handle. The dogs don’t live much longer after retirement, so the state should at least continue its financial responsibility for these dogs for their last couple of years. Otherwise, and it’s unfortunate, but most police dogs are euthanized.” Working dogs deserve much more respect than what currently exists.

 

And here’s Jay’s advice, whenever you see a working dog helping someone who is disabled, please don’t bother the dog. “When we enter a grocery store or a restaurant the public is really not aware of how to proceed and react to a service dog, so I’m trying to raise awareness in order to teach people what is not appropriate. Dogs can be easily distracted and they’re supposed to be paying attention to the person they’re servicing, so if you pet it, that’s a distraction and it’s harmful to the disabled person.” Jay has been invited by the Broward county library system to come in and speak to the children about service dogs and how to take care of and understand their pets.

 

There’s are people who love animals and a few special people who are considered dog whisperers . . . Jay is certainly both!

All rights reserved.  This article is re-printed from Lighthouse Point Magazine with permission from the editor.

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Editor’s Note: THANKS to Marla E. Schwartz for contributing this special story this month! For “Pet Talk,” Frances Goodman will return next month with more pet advice. 

 

 

Marla E. SchwartzA native of Toledo, OH and a graduate of Kent State, Marla E. Schwartz has been a professional journalist since she was a teenager.  She’s a Senior Writer for Miami Living Magazine, and a freelance writer for CRAVINGS South Florida in Aventura, as well as Around Wellington Magazine, Lighthouse Point Magazine, and P.A.N.D.O.R.A.  An avid photographer, her images have appeared in numerous Ohio publications, as well as in Around Wellington Magazine, Lighthouse Point Magazine, Miami Living Magazine, The Miami Herald, The Ft. Lauderdale Sun-Sentinel and The Palm Beach Post.  She has had numerous plays published and produced around the country.  Her short play, America’s Working? was originally read at First Stage in Los Angeles and in the same city produced at the Lone Star Ensemble.  It was then produced at Lynn University in Boca Raton, FL and taken to an off-Broadway playhouse by its producers Adam and Carrie Simpson.  Her piece, The Lunch Time Café, was a finalist for the Heideman Award, Actors Theatre of Louisville. She has also written a handful of screenplays with one opted for production a few years ago.  Feel free to contact her at: meschwartz1@hotmail.com.

 

 

 

 

April, 2010 – A Few Words about Playmobil

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Speaking about Playmobil, a Few Words from Founder Horst Brandstätter

 

On Saturday, March 27th at Playmobil FunPark in Palm Beach Gardens, the owner/inventor of Lechuza indoor planters and Playmobil toys, Horst Brandstätter , visited from Germany to cut the ribbon on the beautifully re-modeled new Playmobil castle. Brandstätter cut the ribbon and then shared a few words with us. For more information about the event, see our “Photo Galleries.

April, 2010 – My Facebook Family Reunion

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As I Was SayingAlan Williamson

 

My Facebook Family Reunion

 

By Alan Williamson

 

       It was a Thursday night and The Office was coming on in two minutes, which meant that the only place you’d normally find me would be on the sofa waiting for the show to start. Except I wasn’t there. And things were far from normal.

          Instead of settling in to catch one of my favorite sitcoms, I was in front of my computer scanning a picture of an old family pet that everyone had long since forgotten, so I could post it on Facebook. Why in the world would I bother to do this you ask? Well, if you really need to know, it’s because my brother Jim had posted two other old photos of family pets on Facebook leading my cousin Dawn to speculate about the name of a dog that we kept in a coup outside a corral fence by the barn in our backyard.

          So there you have it. I had a perfectly logical reason for my actions . . . or at least that’s what I tell myself. But then, you tell yourself a lot of things to justify your bizarre behavior once you’ve turned into a love slave of the Facebook gods.

          Facebook addicts will confirm that it all starts innocently enough. In my case, the ad agency I worked at wanted me to become more familiar with social media and suggested I get a Facebook page up and running. I got it “up” alright, but “running” would be a generous way to describe my initial activity level in the land of social media. For months, my Facebook page sat frozen – just another lifeless mannequin posing in the cyberspace storefront. Meanwhile, I noticed that several of my co-workers had already amassed a couple hundred “friends” in their Facebook networks while my network still consisted of my colleague Stu down the hall, our receptionist, my brother Jim and sister-in-law Sandy, and someone pretending to be Mystery Science Theater head writer Michael J. Nelson.

          Sensing I actually needed to “do something” to get more out of my Facebook experience, I started posting short, thought-provoking messages on my home page wall like the following:

 

What is the purpose of Chinese buffets? Do we really need a choice of 29 different chicken and rice dishes?

 

FACT: When handed a new pen to try, nine out of ten people will write their own names. The tenth person will write “Bon voyage Mimi.” No one knows why.

 

Is it “the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak” or “the flesh is willing, but the spirit is weak”? I’m getting pretty tired of the spirit and the flesh pointing fingers at each other and bickering about who’s a team player.

 

Anyway, you get the idea. This approach, of course, failed miserably and cut my network of friends from eight down to four. I even lost the fake Michael J. Nelson. After another long period of Facebook inertia, I was on the brink of pulling the plug on my woeful little page when the following short sentence posted to my wall caught my eye:

 

Alan and Andy McGrane are now friends.

 

          Hello. It was my good buddy Andy. The real Andy. The Andy I had struggled to keep in touch with in the years since he moved away. Suddenly, Facebook’s potential to connect and keep up with friends and family hit me like a pie in the face thrown by some cosmic prankster/pie-maker. A slew of similar messages followed.

 

Alan and Eric Williamson are now friends.

Alan and Kristen Williamson are now friends.

Alan and Rachel Williamson are now friends.

Alan and Marjorie Bornkamp Williamson are now friends. (Hi Mom.)

Alan and Dawn Bornkamp Barbacci are now friends.

Alan and Sue Calia are now friends.

 

          Before I knew it, I had an entire family reunion at my fingertips whenever I wanted it. The compelling upshot of that unprecedented possibility was that I wanted it more and more. I wanted to see the rare picture my brother posted of our long-gone grandfather and Great Aunt Shirley. I wanted to see (and poke fun at) the profile picture my mom posted of her as a patriotic four year old saluting the photographer. I wanted to trade wisecracks on family photos from years gone by showing alarming hair styles and drop-dead hilarious fashion statements.

          Most of all, I wanted to enjoy the new world of quick and easy conversations that Facebook made possible with relatives I hadn’t had contact with in years. Consider this recent exchange with my cousin Dawn after I posted a picture of me running a 5K race during my college days.

 

Me: This showcases my ability to pass older, heavyset guys and young children during the home stretch.

Dawn: r u wearing JOX sneakers?

Me: I don’t think so – back then I wore Pumas a lot.

Dawn: Classic blue suede-ish style . . . nice.

 

          See? Nothing earth-shaking or newsworthy. But that’s precisely the beauty of it. With Facebook, suddenly you’re sitting at a family reunion and that dusty old photo album that someone flips open starts the quips and comments flying.

          Which brings me back to that Thursday night when I almost missed an episode of The Office while posting a photo on Facebook of a dog my grandmother Bessie gave us because he was eating all her furniture. The dog’s name was Thor and we kept him in the backyard by the barn where furniture was scarce and the chances to bark at horses and whiffle ball-playing kids were unlimited.

          Somewhere, in that big dog coup in the sky, I’d like to think Thor is looking down at his Facebook photo album and thinking:

 

 “Nice family reunion guys – thanks for remembering me. And while I have everyone’s attention, I just want to set the record straight: I only ate furniture when Bessie forgot to feed me.”


Alan Williamson is an award-winning writer with 27 years in the field of true fiction (advertising). A practical man who knows that writing for a living is risky going, he has taken steps to pursue a second, more stable career as a leggy super model. Alan can be reached at alwilly@bellsouth.net.

April, 2010 – Strolling into Spring Cleaning

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Mommy Moments

 

Strolling into Spring Cleaning

 

By Shakira MuneswarShakira Muneswar and her daughter Sabrina

 

        We all have them, as much as we are in denial and reluctant to acknowledge.  It’s the monster in the house that’s never mentioned.  What is it?  It’s known as the catch all, the place that should be cordoned off as a crime scene and where the ‘I don’t know what to do with this’ items go to retire; also known as the spare room.  These seemingly uncontrollable beasts have spawned a slew of reality based television shows where a crew of experts come into the unorganized home and transforms a room or even the entire house back to a livable space.  Evidence that it’s not just you who has been seduced by the excessive consumerism that seems to be an off-shoot of an affluent society.  It’s created a whole new industry where organization is the new hobby and in some cases, a profession.

 

          In my efforts to tame my unruly monster, which I’ve taken to calling ‘Bedlam’, I’ve set myself the task of once and for all purging my spare room of all the paraphernalia that’s been stored there over the years.  The intention is to be better off than when I started because I’m at a point where it’s not an option for it to grow ever bigger and more unruly.  And what better time to get started than the time of year that signifies renewal and reawakening – Spring{!

 

          How to approach Bedlam?  Very carefully, albeit with courage and determination.  And the reward?  Hopefully, a habitable, functioning space and the relief and satisfaction of having tamed Bedlam into one you can live with as a healthy contributor to your home rather than as a source of disquiet and stress.

 

          I had intend to chronicle my daily monster training activities for two weeks but decided that would be as tedious to read as it may be to write.  Instead, I’ve summarized some of the observations made and lessons learned as I went through this process. 

         

          Before I started my purge project, I determined what I wanted to use the spare room for and designated areas for specific uses.  I had a corner where the computer would stay and built my home office area there.  I also wanted a crafting area which would primarily be set up as storage and a work surface.  I also needed a space for ironing clothes and it had to have an unobstructed view of the television.  Ironing is not very entertaining.  Some people use the extra space as a guest room or play room.  This really helped to organize the room and I was able to plan for the storage I would need once I knew where everything belonged.

 

          My approach was to divide and conquer.  This is possibly the only way to keep from feeling overwhelmed.  Well, denial works too, but there comes a time when Bedlam can’t be denied any longer.  Breaking down the entire project into manageable tasks was really important to my success since the feeling of being overwhelmed was the one thing that had kept Bedlam well-fed to the extent where it could not be contained any longer.

          The first part of this process was to set aside a small amount of time every day that I could commit to the task.  Between fifteen and thirty minutes each day is usually all it takes.  A timer can be helpful to keep you on track.  Of course if you go a little over because you’ve hit a stride or can’t quite make the fifteen minutes because you haven’t got it in you that day, it’s all okay.  The important thing is to devote some time to Bedlam every day.

          It’s also helpful to minimize the potential for distractions by choosing a time of day where you’re sure to not be interrupted.  Being called away because your two-year-old wondered how far he could shove a raisin up his nose warrants immediate attention and will effectively squelch attention to Bedlam for that day.

 

          The next step I took in dividing and conquering was to sort my items into appropriate groups.  These can be specific to an ultimate goal, but generally fall into a few categories:  Keep, Toss, Give Away or Sell.  Between keep and toss, the rule of thumb I adopted is anything I had not used in one to two years was a good candidate for the toss pile.  Some common sense applies here as there are some exceptions such as documents used to prepare tax returns and of course important identification documents and papers.  When disposing of sensitive documents such as pay stubs or credit card statements, be preventative and shred them before recycling. 

          Once I had decided between keep and toss, I had to decide where to toss:  Sell, Donate or Garbage.  The condition of items usually determines in which bin they will be placed.

         

          One thing I learned is that re-organization is not the same as organization.  Moving one pile from one place to another or breaking it down to smaller piles did not prove to be a very effective way of eliminating Bedlam.  By the third day, when Bedlam was not looking any smaller than when I started, I decided some tough love was in order.  My solution became “If I held it, I had to immediately and definitively put it in the category it belonged – no questions asked and no looking back.  If it was a keep, it would immediately be put in its place.  An item that was ‘toss’, ‘sell’ or ‘give away’ was put in a bin outside the room.  This included the book on home organization that had been buried under a stack of other books I had intended to read.  There is no place for sentimentality when purging.  This includes everything from the kids’ schoolwork to chintzy memorabilia and baby clothes.  My compromise with myself was to allow myself to keep one or two significant items for each category and let the rest go.  Because really, do you think your daughter is going to remember (or even want to keep) all those test papers and daily assignments above the Math project for which she interviewed you and everyone she could tackle?  I couldn’t even list half of what I got rid of – that’s how much it meant to me!

 

          Upkeep is an essential key to preventing Bedlam from moving back into your home.  I routinely sort the incoming mail right at the recycle bin in the garage before bringing it into the house rather than putting it in a pile to deal with later.  I will also think twice before making a new purchase asking myself if it is a want or a need.  Honesty is crucial here.  The old adage, ‘A place for everything and everything in its place,’ can go a long way to helping stay organized.  None of these habits are very time consuming, but go a long way towards saving you a lot of time and unnecessary headaches.  Remember the keys you’re always looking for?  I’ve found a simple solution is to have a key hook placed at the door you use most often when entering and leaving your home.

         

          As I came to the end of my experiment, I can say that I was very satisfied with my efforts.  My Bedlam is going to take a little more time and attention, but it’s not nearly as overwhelming as it was when I started.  If I, who is a self-proclaimed master procrastinator can do this, then really and truly, anyone can.

 

          While embarking on this project there are some helpful tips I came across that may serve as motivation.  Women, being social beings are more prone to success when a task is attempted en masse.  As with diets and attempts to exercise, success for de-cluttering may be more achievable with a buddy.  Not only are you now accountable to someone else, you are in a race to accomplish your task before your de-clutter buddy which is a great incentive to keep you on track.  You can also share ideas and tips you have learned through your own experiences.  Perhaps you can take turns with each other’s monster where you both can tackle the beast together, keeping in mind the object is to pare down the amount of ‘stuff’ and to not add to your own.  So that pretty floral basket encrusted in ribbons and dust should stay in the toss pile and not in your ‘found’ pile.

          Participate in Spring Cleaning events that may be held at your child’s school, in your community or at church, or plan one yourself.  The same rule applies here as with the buddy system:  the object is to give, not receive.  There are many places where there is need and if you have something you’re not using that may benefit someone else, the sooner it’s donated, the better. 

 

          Now that I have the wisdom of my experience, what’s next?  Well, there’s a certain closet under the stairs that’s making some strange noises.  I wonder what it could be?

 

Places to recycle old equipment including old computers and peripherals:

1)       Best Buy will accept most of your old equipment including ‘TVs, DVD players, computer monitors, audio and video cables, cell phones, and more’; visit www.bestbuy.com for more details

2)       Office Depot Tech Recycling Services
Available for purchase are a small, medium or large box that you can fill with old phones, computers, printers, cords, etc. and drop off at your local Office Depot; for more details, visit www.officedepot.com

3)       The U.S. Environmental Protection Agency has some good information and links to places where you can recycle or donate your old electronics. 

Go to:  http://www.epa.gov/osw/conserve/materials/ecycling/donate.htm

4)       Eco-officiency.com. This web site has a comprehensive list of almost all items people want to donate or recycle and the places that accept them.

http://www.eco-officiency.com/resources_recycling.html

 

 

Shakira is Mom to two vibrant children who have taught me as much as I hope to have taught them.  I love to keep active biking or playing sports with my kids and also enjoy knitting or reading when I get the chance to.  I’ve always loved to write as a hobby and am relishing the opportunity to contribute to AroundWellington.com.

April, 2010 – Dickinson on “Spring”

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Poem #812

 

By Emily Dickinson

 

A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here

A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.

It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.

Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay —

A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.

April, 2010 – When There’s a Plan, There’s a Way

Ultimate ProductivityClaudine Motto

 

When There’s a Plan, There’s a Way

 

By Claudine Motto

 

When it comes to changing habits, getting started is usually the toughest part – partly because we “set” the new habit casually. We think about what we want to change and all the reasons why it would be good to change, and then leave it up to willpower to pull us in the right direction.

 

But waiting for willpower to whisk us into better habits is just another form of procrastination, and in some ways, of avoiding responsibility – it’s like this “thing” that we either have or don’t have.

 

The key to developing habits is to not rely on willpower, but to make a plan – and to make that plan as soon as you commit to making that change. So for example, if you’ve been meaning to start a fitness routine, you need to think about the chain of steps you’ll need to take to make that happen.

 

Because the reality is that comfort zones are stronger than willpower. So as determined as you felt the night before to hit the gym first thing in the morning, it is likely you will wake up and “just not feel like going.”  So what usually happens is that you take a deep breath, and try to summon up all your willpower (mixed in with some guilt and feelings of hopelessness that you’ll ever get back into shape), and go through the motions of getting ready for the gym. 

 

But then you realize that you don’t have pants that fit you well any more, or that are that flattering. Or that your sneakers look old and probably no longer give you proper support. Or maybe everything fits fine but you can’t find your gym bag.

 

Now, when you’ve got a good habit going and it has become part of how you live, none of the above is really a problem.  It might make you pause for a second, and you might think “I should really get some new sneakers” but the hesitation is short-lived and moments later you’re out the door on the way to the gym.

 

When you’re trying to kick start a new habit, though, each of these small issues is like a layer that will weigh your willpower down just a little bit more each time one pops up. And before you know it, you’re telling yourself that you can’t go to the gym because you don’t have the right clothes.

 

So try on those clothes the night before, set your sneakers aside, grab

your gym bag.  The power of doing this before the “comfort zone

temptation” strikes is that you can make a plan around the issues when you’re in the right frame of mind to make a decision that will support what you’re trying to create.  That might mean deciding you’ll bike ride around the neighborhood or do an exercise tape at home until you make it to the store to get your new clothes.

 

Of course you still need willpower, you still need to believe that the new habit is worth the sacrifice, and your “why” has to be big enough for you. But when you plan around the reality of what it takes to actually do what you want to start doing, you are supporting yourself to follow through – and setting yourself up for success.

 

2010 Claudine Motto, All Rights Reserved. 

Productivity Coach and Professional Organizer Claudine Motto helps home office geniuses, entrepreneurs, and independent professionals get organized and in control of their workload so they can reach their goals with less struggle and less stress. She offers one-on-one coaching and group training programs – please visit http://www.vistalnorte.com or call 561-641-9500 for more information, to sign up for her monthly newsletter, or to schedule a complimentary 20-minute consultation.

 

April, 2010 – “Fast, Free and Easy!”

Cantankerously YoursWendell Abern

 

“Fast, Free and Easy!”

(*@%!?*#+!)

 

By Wendell Abern

 

Dear Internet Fans,

          Confession:  I am just barely computer-literate.  I can use my computer as a word processor, I can send and receive e-mails, I can play bridge on an international bridge site, and I can Google.

          Not much else.

          My expertise is further hampered by Borbick, the miniaturized terrorist who lives inside my computer.  Borbick gets his jollies by disrupting me frequently.  

          Recently, my friend Alan sent me an e-mail requesting that I vote for him in a contest being conducted online by the Ft. Lauderdale Sun-Sentinel:  a BOB, or Best of Blogs, competition.  I thought to myself … okay, this shouldn’t be too hard.  I clicked on the link Alan provided.

          I found myself staring at a long series of Blog titles in categories ranging from Art to Travel, found the Humor section and Alan’s entry.  I clicked on “Vote,” and now found myself staring at a Sun-Sentinel site that read, “We’re saving your BOB Awards Information!  But to continue, please enter your Sun-Sentinel.com login information, or set up a new account below if you don’t have one.”

          Wait.  What did this mean?  Did “saving your BOB information” mean my vote was counted? 

          Not being certain, I typed in my login information, and was informed (in red ink, thank you), “The e-mail address you entered is not in our system.”

          I stared at my computer for a few seconds and then shouted, “Are you working for the Sun-Sentinel now, Borbick?”

          I went back to my e-mail site and sent a quick note to Alan, telling him I was trying, but wasn’t sure if my vote counted.  He sent a quick e-mail back, assuring me the newspaper was just using the contest to get people to register with the Sun-Sentinel, that it was free and there were no strings attached.

          The next day, I voted again.  I think.  Still not certain, I went to register with the Sun-Sentinel.  Up pops a page headlined, “Registering for South Florida Sun-Sentinel.com is fast, free and easy!”       

          Yeah.  Right.

          I filled out a form, typing in my e-mail address, gender, zip code et al, and was then asked to agree to the newspaper’s privacy policy and terms of service.  Because I wanted to see just how fast, free and easy it was to register, I read every word of their terms.  Took me seventeen minutes.

          However, I felt I was now set, and clicked on the box marked, “Register.”  And was quickly informed, once again in red ink, “The e-mail address you entered is not in our system.”  

          I cut loose with a loud stream of some of my favorite expletives, ending with, “Okay, Borbick, how much is Comcast paying you?”

          I waited another day.  Filled out another form to register with the Sun-Sentinel, and was rejected once again.  However, the newspaper posted a note saying “… for further assistance, contact kpellegrino@sun-sentinel.com. 

          I went back to my e-mail site and composed the following:

                   “Dear Ms. (or Mr.) Pellegrino,

                   I have been trying to register on your site in order to vote in a contest.  I keep getting a pop-up that reads, ‘The e-mail you registered is not in our system.’  Please advise.”

          When I returned to my e-mails later that afternoon, I quickly went to an e-mail from a Kathleen Pellegrino.

                   “Dear Wendell,

                   I am referring your inquiry to the appropriate editor involved in the contest.”

          “What, appropriate?!” I shouted.  “How appropriate does an editor have to be!?  I’m not trying to reach some diplomat in the Bulgarian embassy or something, for God’s sake, I just want to vote in a contest!”

          I scanned through my incoming e-mail list and found an e-mail from one Seth Liss at the Sun-Sentinel.  He wrote:

                   “Hi Wendell,

                   Your user name is:  dendyabern.  I set up a new password for you

at ********.  You can go ahead and change your password after you log on.  Thanks, Seth.”

          I spent the next few minutes wondering if anyone in the world has as much trouble navigating the Internet as I do.  How many friends of Alan were trying to vote, and then giving up?  How many votes was he getting? 

With some trepidation, I clicked on the link to the BOB contest site.  I voted again (I think), then went to the Sun-Sentinel site, typed in my e-mail address and my new password and was once again informed, “The e-mail you registered is not in our system.”

          I cursed the Sun-Sentinel, Ms. Kathleen Pellegrino, Mr. Seth Liss, Alan, Borbick, Bill Gates and the Bulgarian ambassador, and went back to my inbox.

          I wrote another e-mail to Ms. Pellegrino, with a copy to Seth Liss.

                   Dear Ms. Pellegrino,

                   Your associate, Mr. Seth Liss, told me I could vote with the

                   username dendyabern and a new password.  I tried, and was

                   once again informed, “The e-mail you registered is not in

                   our system.”  Please try to understand something:

 

 

I AM JUST TRYING TO VOTE FOR MR. WILLIAMSON’S BLOG!

THAT’S ALL!  WHAT IS THE BIG PROBLEM?!!!!  

 

Very cantankersouly yours, and rightfully so.  Wendell Abern

 

P.S.  Do you happen to have a very small cousin named Borbick?

 

          To her credit, Ms. Pellegrino answered right away with a compassionate e-mail that infomed me she was sorry I continued to have this problem and had asked Seth Liss to help resolve it.  She disavowed any knowledge of Borbick.

          Seth Liss, almost simultaneously, sent an e-mail saying, “You don’t have to register.  Just sign in.  You are already registered.”

          Okay, we’ll see.  I went back to the voting page and voted for Alan.  Then I voted for him again.  And again.  And again.

          Heeding Seth Liss’s comforting e-mail, I did not even venture to the site for registering.  I was already registered, right?

          To this day, I vote for Alan daily.  As long as that voting page

remains posted, I will continue to vote for him. 

Alan, if you happen to be reading this, I have now voted for you 138 times.  Or not at all.  I have no way of knowing if my votes have been counted.   My feeling about the whole experience is that if you don’t win this contest, you can blame it on Borbick.

Cantankerously Yours,

Wendell Abern

Wendell Abern can be reached at dendyabern@comcast.net.

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April, 2010 – Questioning Back Pain

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Health & FitnessCheryl Alker

 

Questioning Back Pain

 

By Cheryl Alker

 

My lower back pain is making my life miserable.   I have an office job and sit at a computer for long hours. Is there anything I can do that might help? Susan – Back Pain Sufferer

 

Join the club! There are approximately 31 million Americans today suffering with back pain.  It is the second highest reason for visiting the doctor (upper respiratory problems being the first) and a staggering $50 billion is spent each year – and that is just for the more easily identified costs. 

 

How about this statistic though?

 

Most cases of back pain are mechanical or non-organic, meaning they are not caused by conditions such as inflammatory arthritis, infection, fracture or cancer.

 

So what is the number one cause of so much pain?

 

SHORT, TIGHT MUSCLES – the majority of people’s back problems are a direct result of poor postural alignment.

 

It is that simple – the fact is that when muscles become short and tight they draw bones closer together resulting in poor joint mobility, pain and discomfort.  Tight muscles will literally hold your body in a restricted position.  

 

Tight muscles = poor mobility = pain and discomfort.

 

Pain and discomfort = poor mobility = even tighter muscles.

 

It really is a vicious circle!

 

 

Your lifestyle is not uncommon in today’s society. The computer age has made many of our jobs sedentary; we literally sit for hours each day, week after week, month after month and year after year.  This position will eventually force the body out of alignment, leading to lower and upper back problems, lack of energy, a collapsed ribcage, loss of waistline, loss of abdominal support, shoulders rolling forward and the head sitting in an incorrect position.

 

Let me give you an example:-

 

We have a muscle called iliopsoas; it is our hip flexor muscle and is responsible for hip flexion i.e. lifting the leg to climb stairs.  Sitting for long periods will shorten this muscle.  Our muscles are attached to bone and originate in one area (the origin) and insert into another area (insertion).  Iliopsoas originates at the vertebrae in our lumbar region of our spine, it threads through our pelvis and attaches to our femur bone on the front of our leg.  Now when this muscle is short and tight it will draw the pelvis into a posterior tilt i.e. your bottom will push back and the lower curve of your spine will be deeper forcing your abdominals out.  When your pelvis is being held in this restricted position day in day out the vertebrae in your lower back will be compressed causing the surrounding muscles to tighten causing pain and poor mobility in this area.  Over time the gel within the discs will start to bulge causing herniation/slipped discs – now you really are in pain!  

 

 

To reduce this forced lordotic curve of the lower back you need to stretch this muscle.  Regularly stretching iliopsoas will move the origin of the muscle further away from the insertion of the muscle allowing the pelvis to sit in a more neutral position. You will regain mobility, the gel within the discs will be massaged evenly around the disc and your abdominals will pull in.  So not only will you be pain free you will have a flatter abdomen! 

 

To receive your FREE DOWNLOAD on how to stretch this muscle and more information please visit www.stretchresults.com.

 

 

This information is solely for informational purposes. IT IS NOT INTENDED TO PROVIDE MEDICAL ADVICE. Neither the Editors of Around Wellington Magazine, the author nor publisher take responsibility for any possible consequences from any treatment, procedure, exercise, dietary modification, action or application of medication which results from reading or following the information contained in this information. The publication of this information does not constitute the practice of medicine, and this information does not replace the advice of your physician or other health care provider. Before undertaking any course of treatment, the reader must seek the advice of their physician or other health care provider.

 

Cheryl Alker specializes in flexibility training, core strength and postural alignment, working with a select clientele across Palm Beach County. Her company, Stretch Results International, certifies health professionals in her results-based stretching program, educates consumers through public speaking and offers private or class consultations to clients who wish to lose their muscular pain and gain flexibility to achieve full and active lifestyles. For more information, please call Cheryl at (561) 889-3738 or visit www.stretchresults.com.

April, 2010 – Lechuza Ribbon Cutting

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Speaking about Lechuza, the Self-Watering Indoor Planters

 

On Saturday, March 27th at Playmobil FunPark in Palm Beach Gardens, Wolfgang Goesswein, who chairs the marketing for Lechuza indoor planters in our area, spoke at the Lechuza/Playmobil ribbon cutting about what he likes best about Lechuza planters. For photos of the Lechuza/Playmobil ribbon cutting, visit our “Archives,” then Photo Galleries.