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Full Circle

September 3, 2015

Yes, I’m back. Yes, I’ve missed all of you immensely. It’s been a fantastically crazy, outrageously zany summer. My father moved here, my daughter moved closer and talk about a new ‘used’ car fiasco at the dealership. Yet, all-in-all I wouldn’t change a thing. (I’m sure I’ll tell you more later…especially the day that…well, it can wait.)

Sadly though, my return to weekly columnist-dom is damped by the passing of a great and wonderful man I’ve fondly thought of as a mentor ever since that fortunate day I discovered his first book. His teachings have changed my life (and the lives of millions) in such uplifting and positive ways. You might recall him as the man who coined the phrase, “Change your thoughts, change your life,” also the title of one of his many self-help books.

Wayne Dyer, 1940-2015

Truly, I am forever grateful to him as I began my journey of self-awareness and spiritual awakening quite coincidently years ago as I prepared for a yard sale. You see, tucked into a corner of my garage was a box of books that had been there for as long as I finally had a garage to put a box of books in. Glancing through it once or twice, I tried not to pay too much attention to the contents or risk bringing a book or two back in my house; defeating the purpose of the purge. After all, I was preparing for a yard sale, thus enthusiastically deciding how attractively to price stuff so it would effortlessly become somebody else’s stuff. All very quantum physics-ish, you know.

Yet, that night as I tried to welcome sleep it would not come. Something in that box that kept nudging at my psyche but I couldn’t put a finger on it. The next day I strolled out to the garage and scrounged through the box. Again tempting discipline and self-restraint not to put books back in my bookcase. For a second time, I found nothing and put the affair out of my mind. That night my brain once more lingered on the box of books as I pleaded for sleep.

The next morning led back to the box for further inspection. Silently swearing it was the last time I was going to do this no matter what my brain did to keep me awake. Reaching into the box I determinedly dug through the odd assortment of hard and soft back books searching for whatever it was my psyche saw that my eyes could not see. Riffling through, it wasn’t long before I realized my hand kept picking up one book in particular.

A rather unassuming, grey paper cover on a small hardcover with a graphic of a human figure designed with words; except, I kept putting it down because my eyes were reading it as, “Your Erogenous Zones,” which, if unfamiliar to you, are erotic areas of the human body. Well, I certainly couldn’t believe my subconscious wanted me to read a touchy, feely book on erotica. Shaking off the thought I dropped my hand to deposit the book back in the box. However, before my fingers released my frustrated intellect shouted, “Take another look.” I did. There in my hand I held one of the best-selling books in history which I’d bought off a discount book rack when I was in college.

“Yes! Yes! That’s the one!” my mind screamed as it did little somersaults in my brain so I brought the book inside. Friends, unbeknownst to me, my life was on the brink of an amazing, life-altering change. I read the book in two nights, dog-earing and underlining as I went (as I have done with all of Dr. Wayne Dyer’s books that I’ve read). You see, it was his first book, “Your Erroneous Zones”(1976) that my intuition guided me to and it’s still on my book shelf ten years later. I was inspired by Dr. Dyer’s teachings then and he’s been one of my favorite motivating and self-help gurus ever since.

Friends, we have lost a great and wonderful man full of compassion and wisdom. My heart is heavy as I retrieve that fateful book off the shelf and immerse myself in his prose coming full circle with a journey I began ten years ago to overcome the obstacles of my past and my personal limiting beliefs and in doing so also committing myself to help others do the same. Namaste.

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