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A Heartfelt Welcome
ARISE and be FREE
Your ARISE Article
Can I Get ARISE Outa You?
Poignant Ponderings
Giving  Back
Will You ARISE & Help Me?



Dear Valued Subscriber,
 

Can you believe it's been two entire months since the last issue? I hope you missed me, even a little:-) I'll tell you about one of the reasons in a moment.

First though, I really hope you are enjoying your summer as much as I am. The BBQ's been burning it (not the food, at least most of the time:-) at both ends here in Brantford, and the propane fillers know me by name now! There's not quite as much to do around these parts as there is in my hometown of Windsor (I moved here late last year) during the summer months but we did get to take in some of the Canterbury Folk Festival this past weekend.

As you may know, I send promotional emails very rarely and only when I wholeheartedly believe in a product. I'm going to send one tomorrow because I'm in possession of the best start-your-own-Internet-business course I believe has ever been created. When you're done the course, you're making money, captaining your own ship, the exact way I've done it since 1997. If you've ever dreamed of earning a great living online you will want to pay close attention. I'm even adding some of my premier products as a bonus! Please be on the lookout for that email.

Jenn and I decided to take a week off and drive to northern New Brunswick to visit her mom and some aunts and uncles. Strangely enough with all the traveling I've done this was my first time on the east coast of Canada. One of my missions was to enjoy a fresh seafood dinner but with all the visiting and such we left the province lobsterless but I'm here to tell you that the eastern seaboard is some pretty country! It rained nearly non-stop but we visited Perce' Rock along the Gaspe' Peninsula in Quebec, known as Canada's Rock of Gibraltar, during a partially sunny day and it was simply breathtaking. We must have seen fifty church steeples peering out from the center of quaint villages nestled into the mountainsides and along the seacoast on that drive alone. Another trip along the Restigouche River and the Bay of Chaleur on the New Brunswick side all the way to Bathurst was just as nice. Jenn's mother lives directly below Sugarloaf Mountain and on our last day we walked the winding path around that Appalachian landmark. We're both still sporting the scars of Black Fly bites from that excursion! Blue skies finally appeared - about 2 hours into our 18 hour drive home. We only had about 3 hours sleep the night before so needless to say we were a little punch drunk upon arrival in Brantford. We needed to get home that night because my eldest daughter, Sara, arrived at the Toronto airport from the Dominican the next morning. She and her boyfriend, Fernando, went to pick up my grandboys at my youngest daughter and husband's  (Teri and Kyle) place in Belleville and they all came here for the remainder of the weekend. Although we were bone tired we had a lot of laughs swapping stories about our vacations.

My personal growth podcasts are growing like the proverbial weed and I hope you've taken the opportunity to at least listen. You'll see (or hear, rather) I now have 3 shows. The 1 Minute show goes out each Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and, the 10 Minute show is posted early each Monday morning and my guests have included Jim Rohn, David Riklan, Kevin Eikenberry, Terri Levine and John Harricharan to name just a few. Then, the 44 Minute Mentor Tuesdays with Guy Finley addition has really been picking up steam. I'm receiving absolutely rave reviews about this amazing teacher. If you haven't heard my podcasts I encourage you to listen, and hopefully subscribe. Every show is archived and you can click on the I-Tunes button on the right side of the main page so you never miss a show.

I've been devoting some quality time to podcast consulting so if you know anyone who may be interested in launching a high-quality podcast, please send them here.

As a lifelong lover of music and having spent most of my adult life in the music business, I had no choice but to feature a great article I came across on that subject written by one of my favorite writers, personal coach, Drew Rozell. I bet you'll be dancing in the streets after reading REZON8. Thanks again Drew!

Assuming you enjoy this publication can I ask you to do me a small, but at the same time, huge favor? Would you choose 3 people from your Address Book right now and send them this issue or the main page link to ARISE!: http://www.arise.themirrorezine.com - and suggest they subscribe. Thank you, I'd really appreciate that!

Now, please kick back and enjoy this issue of ARISE!

As always, my greatest wishes for your complete success,

Rick Beneteau

ARISE and be FREE

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YOUR ARISE ARTICLE
 

REZON8
by Drew Rozell
 

I just received an iPod for my birthday. I must say, they make a wonderful gift. After playing with my new toy for a few weeks now, I know what all the fuss is about with these little gadgets -- its all about the music. Personalized, portable music.

If you ever saw me listening to my iPod, you'd see the bizarro version of their commercials. As the beats flow in, I can't help but do some herky-jerky thrashing about the room. It's not pretty, but it feels really good to move my body and to feel connected to the rhythms. Listening to the songs I love through the headphones makes it feels as though the music is playing just for me and within me.

I'm not writing this to sell iPods. My point has to do with our attraction to music and what that says about human beings. People become attached to their iPods because the music stored on them is a unique reflection of them as an individual. These devices allow you to carry around the entire soundtrack to your life in the palm of your hand. (It's hard to conceive how cool that really is until you begin to experience it.) Like a fingerprint or a strand of DNA, the songs in the player reflect our most intimate feelings about who we are and our relationship to the world.

There's no great mystery as to why millions of MP3 players are being sold. Music is omnipresent in our lives. There are wedding songs to celebrate, funeral hymns to comfort. There's music to dance, music to seduce, music to relax. If there's a feeling humans experience, then there exists a musical expression of that feeling. Like a good story or film, music helps us connect with something that is both within ourselves and larger than us at the same time.

Another way to say this is that we resonate with our favorite music. When a song plays that I really resonate with, I get the chills up and down my spine. I literally feel the vibrations in my body.

Resonance means "to vibrate with." In physics, resonance happens when two systems are vibrating within the same frequency range. When two resonant waves meet, they create order. On the other hand, when waves vibrating at different frequencies meet, they create chaos.

On an intuitive level, were all aware of the concept of resonance. This is reflected in the euphemisms of our language when we say things like, were on the save wavelength, that rings true or that struck a chord, and we'd make beautiful music together. Yet, on a daily basis, we don't always pay attention to how we resonate. Life doesn't always sound as sweet as it could.

The building block of everything in the universe is energy. Energy particles and waves are constantly moving and vibrating just like a plucked guitar string. If you have two guitars in a room and strike the E string on one of them, you'll notice the E string on the other guitar will begin to vibrate. This is how resonance works. Keep in mind that this same principle is at work in your life all the time.

There's an energy -- think of it as a melody -- that's emanating from you all the time. When the music we express to the universe is in tune, we draw more of the same into our lives. There is harmony. When the music we create is out of tune, we create disharmony.

If you are not sure as to how you are resonating, simply look around you. If what surrounds you does not reflect your deepest desires, it's up to you to start humming a different tune. In other words, you need to change the energy that you are giving off as well as surround yourself with the kind of energy you most want in your life. The kind of music that you express to the world is what you can expect to hear in your life.

Our music reminds us how unique we really are -- no one really knows why your favorite song is your favorite but you. Even then, you cannot explain or rationalize the depth of the connection; it's just something you feel. You just love it. Like a handmade Stradivarius violin, we all have a unique resonance and that resonance is there to guide us where we need to be in order to live our most harmonious life.

Too often we dismiss our feelings and how we resonate. We fall into the trap of trying to analyze what our desires should be, where our purpose should lie, or what path we should follow. We rely on our minds to come up with rational solutions, but in doing so, we become tone-deaf to the truth that lies within us.

Just as it's delightful to create your mood with a flick of the thumb on iPod, life becomes delightful when you allow yourself to dance in time with the beat that's within you.? You may have to be patient and wait to pick up the rhythm, but when your toe starts tapping and your head starts bobbing, you can trust that you are in the right place.


copyright All Rights Reserved. Drew Rozell
 

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Can I Get ARISE Outa You?

Senior Citizens


FAMILY

Three sisters ages 92, 94 and 96 live in a house together. One night the 96 year old draws a bath. She puts her foot in and pauses. She yells to the other sisters, "Was I getting in or out of the bath?"

The 94 year old yells back, "I don't know I'll come up and see." She starts up the stairs and pauses "Was I going up the stairs or down?"

The 92 year old is sitting at the kitchen table having tea listening to her sisters. She shakes her head and says, "I sure hope I never get that forgetful, knock on wood." She then yells, "I'll come up and help both of you as soon as I see who's at the door."


OLD FRIENDS

Two elderly ladies had been friends for many decades. Over the years, they had shared all kinds of activities and adventures.  Lately, their activities had been limited to meeting a few times a week to play cards.

One day, they were playing cards when one looked at the other and said, "Now don't get mad at me ... I know we've been friends for a long time, but I just can't think of your name! I've thought and thought, but I can't remember it. Please tell me what your name is."

Her friend glared at her. For at least three minutes she just stared and glared at her. Finally she said, "How soon do you need to know?"


DRIVING

Two elderly women were out driving in a large car - both could barely see over the dashboard. As they were cruising along, they came to an intersection. The stoplight was red, but they just went on through. The woman in the passenger seat thought to herself "I must be losing it. I could have sworn we just went through a red light."

After a few more minutes, they came to another intersection and the light was red again. Again, they went right through. The woman in the passenger seat was almost sure that the light had been red but was really concerned that she was losing it. She was getting nervous.

At the next intersection, sure enough, the light was red and they went on through. So, she turned to the other woman and said, "Mildred, did you know that we just ran through three red lights in a row? You could have killed us both!"

Mildred turned to her and said, "Oh! Am I driving?"

 

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Poignant Ponderings

NO REGRETS
by Steve Goodier


Not many people have heard of Bill Havens. But Bill became an unlikely hero of sorts - at least among those who knew him best. Here is his story:

At the 1924 Olympic Games in Paris, the sport of canoe racing was added to the list of international competitions. The favorite team in the four-man canoe race was the United States team. One member of that team was a young man by the name of Bill Havens.

As the time for the Olympics neared, it became clear that Bill's wife would give birth to their first child about the time that the US team would be competing in the Paris games. In 1924 there were no jet airliners from Paris to the United States, only slow ocean-going ships. And so Bill found himself in a dilemma. Should he go to Paris and risk not being at his wife's side when their baby was born? Or should he withdraw from the team and remain with his family?

Bill's wife insisted that he go to Paris. After all, competing in the Olympics was the culmination of a life-long dream. But Bill felt conflicted and, after much soul-searching, decided to withdraw from the competition and remain home where he could support his wife when the child arrived. He considered being at her side his highest priority - even higher than going to Paris to fulfill his dream.

As it turned out, the United States four-man canoe team won the gold medal in Paris. And Bill's wife was late in giving birth to their child. She was so late, in fact, that Bill could have competed in the event and returned home in time to be with her when she gave birth.

People said, "What a shame." But Bill said he had no regrets. For the rest of his life, he believed he had made the better decision. Bill Havens knew what was most important to him. Not everybody figures that out. And he acted on what he believed was best. Not everybody has the strength of character to say no to something he or she truly wants in
order to say yes to something that truly matters. But for Bill, it was the only way to peace; the only way to no regrets. There is an interesting sequel to the story of Bill Havens.

The child eventually born to Bill and his wife was a boy, whom they named Frank. Twenty-eight years later, in 1952, Bill received a cablegram from Frank. It was sent from Helsinki, Finland, where the 1952 Olympics were being held. The cablegram read: "Dad, I won. I'm
bringing home the gold medal you lost while waiting for me to be born."

Frank Havens had just won the gold medal for the United States in the canoe-racing event, a medal his father had dreamed of winning but never did. Like I said - no regrets.

Thomas Kinkade eloquently said, "When we learn to say a deep, passionate yes to the things that really matter... then peace begins to settle onto our lives like golden sunlight sifting to a forest floor."

Steve Goodier's books & newsletter: http://LifeSupportSystem.com
 

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GIVING BACK

You might already support these or similar organizations, but it's the sad truth that we can never really do enough to help people, especially children. Here is what I support and encourage you to review:

The Internet Toy Drive  
Founded by Anne Marie Baugh and myself, and sponsored by Drew Bledsoe (#11, 2001 Super Bowl Champion quarterback), we are official corporate sponsors of the U.S. Marine's Toys for Tots program.

My WorldVision Children
This is the special group of children from around the world that I sponsor. WorldVision is a Christian organization that has been around for decades and almost every penny donated goes directly to these needy children and their families. Nothing beats receiving a handwritten letter, or even an email now, from "your child":-) You can even buy chickens or cows that get right to these families in dire need!

St. Jude Children's Hospital
My father was a lifelong musician and played piano in bands with Danny Thomas (founder of St. Jude and father of Marlo Thomas) among others during the depression, thirties and early World War II years. Understandably, this world famous research hospital is close to my heart:-)

Parenting with Dignity P
If you are a parent, expecting to be one in the future, or even believe you've done your parenting job, do yourself a great favor and check out this fabulous resource! Drew Bledsoe, his father and family members, my great friend Tom Heatherington and many more have established an absolutely wonderful foundation devoted to the betterment of children and families (Mac Bledsoe was interviewed on ABC's 20/20 this year).

Will You ARISE & Help Me?

I would greatly appreciate it if you would take a few seconds to tell just a few of your friends about ARISE. Simply Forward this URL to everyone in your Address Book.  All they need to do is enter their email address below (it will NEVER be shared or given away).

Thank You!!

   

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