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		<title>trouble shooting</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday on my drive to see Nelson the Mustang, I found myself checking for trouble.  Scanning my mental horizons to see what trouble was lurking.  I noticed that it felt  like checking to make sure it was all still there, my little piles of trouble. &#8220;Isn&#8217;t that interesting,&#8221; I thought.  My trouble piles are the [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>Yesterday on my drive to see Nelson the Mustang, I found myself checking for trouble.  Scanning my mental horizons to see what trouble was lurking.  I noticed that it felt  like checking to make sure it was all still there, my little piles of trouble. &#8220;Isn&#8217;t that interesting,&#8221; I thought.  My trouble piles are the things that I have a habit of worrying about.  Money, health, safety, money, my daughters, the world, money.</p>
<p>Nelson is a stallion, and he poops in big &#8220;stud piles&#8221; around his field.  They are his way of delineating territory, and he goes around and sniffs them from time to time to see if they need refreshing.  I realized that my trouble piles are like that:  I go and sniff them from time to time to see if they need refreshing.  &#8220;Have I been worrying about this thing lately?  Does it need a fresh worry?&#8221;</p>
<p>What I see is that I am habitually pointing myself at what I don&#8217;t want instead of looking around for the things that I can appreciate, the things that are nourishing and playful.  I know this old habit, but thought I had pretty much cleaned it out.  As it turns out it has just gotten a little more elusive, a little harder to detect.</p>
<p>The key was that as I was driving, I was feeling a little edgy, a little anxious, instead of welcoming the astonishing sunny beauty of the day and the gorgeous upstate New York scenery I was traveling through.  Once I felt the feeling, then I started looking for things to enjoy.  Simple things, easy things.  Distracting myself from the trouble piles.  Like looking for the shafts of sunlight, instead of the dark shadows.</p>
<p><em>If all you did was just look for things to appreciate you would live a joyous, spectacular life. If there was nothing else that you ever came to understand other than just look for things to appreciate, it&#8217;s the only tool you would ever need to predominantly hook you up with who you really are. That&#8217;s all you&#8217;d need.   &#8212; Abraham</em></p>
<p>And just a reminder:</p>
<p><em><strong><a href="http://eepurl.com/jn27T">Breaking into Blossom:  the eBook</a></strong></em> is available for purchase.  Thanks to all of you who have purchased!</p>
<p>And I still have a couple one-to-one jump-start  creative living  <strong>FREE</strong> coaching sessions available.  To make an appointment for a free call, either <em><strong><a href="%3Ca%20href=%22mailto:josajones@gmail.com%22%3Ejosajones@gmail.com%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%20/%3E%0A">email </a></strong></em>me or fill out my <em><strong><a href="http://horsedancing.wufoo.com/forms/z7x3k1/">form</a>.  </strong></em><em><strong>  </strong></em></p>
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