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Hello Everyone, Alex here...
Seeing as how the holiday season is upon us and Christmas is rapidly approaching, I thought I would include something fun for everyone to enjoy. Below is an excerpt from the journal of our puppy Ty. He was only three months old when this was written. A month ago he had his first birthday and is now looking forward to his first Christmas with us. We've told him that he will get to play with snow. Of course, he wanted to know, "What's snow?" and we told him "Wait and see. If you're a good puppy you'll get to play in the snow during the Christmas holidays." Hopefully Ty will write about that in a future edition of Reflections! "Ty's
Journal " To begin with, I've been on this planet over 3 months now, and I know a thing or two. I just found out I'm a guy, though... whatever that is. Kaylie was sniffing around my undersides, and found something. "Now, don't get excited over, uhmm... little things," she warned, "But you're a guy." After some explaining about what guys do, I figured I better get started, and at least practise my growl and stuff. "What's all this
bloody racket?" was the first thing the bearded one stated when he opened
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"We don't need high pitched howls, yipes and squeals just to know you're awake." "High pitched.............?" Well, I certainly gave him an earful. I shot back with my best bark; he said I was squealing again. Just wait until l I'm four months old. Then I'll show him. I have no idea what a '6:30' is, but he didn't show me one, so I guess ya' can't chew it. Anyway, while he was figuring out how to make coffee, and banging into things, I wondered where he was when they taught humans about light switches. And another thing: The guy is so negative! I musta heard 20 "NOs" before he poured the first cup... "No, don't chew the chord, No, don't chew the newspaper, No on the slippers, No on the boots, No on Kaylie's tail, No on the tasty rug in the kitchen," JEEEZ, I'm gonna head for the living room, full tilt... no traction on this floor, gotta really gun it... where did that table leg come from? Man, that almost hurt... okay, so after the gymnastics and recovery, ah! The couch. "They" sit on the couch. Must be a good place. Up on the couch. Let's see: Fore legs up... cool... and back legs full spin... no traction... retreat... launch... fore legs up and back legs spin mode.... plop. Hmmmm... Oh! Newspaper!! Attack. Eat. Shred... Oh Oh, Grumpy is back with the NO thing. Time to attack slippers ... see... I'm learning the words! Hey.. why wear 'em if you don't want me to eat them? Oh, gotta go, he's got that murderous look again but I'm cute and I'm gonna turn on the big brown eyes and blink thing, and see what happens. Hey! What am I doing outside? It's cold and scary out here. Oh, there's Kaylie, I'll bite her tail. Sheesh. What's she all worked up about? Oh, oh... a squirrel, up the tree. Wish I could climb. I'll just bark ferociously and let it know I'm here, protecting. SQUEAK SQUEAK.... okay, so maybe I'll work on the bark thing. Ah the door's open! Turn into black streak, up on the couch and bury my head under my tail, that way they won't see me. Oooops. How'd I get on the floor? A few months later... an update. A wasp stung my ear. Grumpy with the beard flicked it out. Now he wants me to pop pills, for Pete's sake. They're looking at me funny. Don't they know faces on pup's swell up when these things happen? Well, I'll show 'em. I'm older now. I'm cool. I 'll just ignore it, and carry on buggin' Kaylie. Geez that hurts! Gotta rub my ear on the ground. How come I can't see? And what does 'bloated face' mean, exactly? Kaylie's laughing. Oh oh. They're trying to get away. Wearing a jacket and putting water outside is a dead give away. Gotta race around the side of the house and look mournful. That always hooks the Soft One. She then looks at Grumpy like he's the meanest thing in the world. Always knew she liked me best. I'm gonna howl,
'cause I'm bigger now, and I can do that stuff....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Okay,
yawn, maybe just a little snooze, so I can be ready for their return
and jump up on the fence, and rush inside and get HER pants all dirty
'cause HE hides in the bathroom 'til I settle down a bit and roar into
the kitchen and......hmmmmm... the pain's going down, and I'm.....zzzzzzzz.
The First EFT Masters The EFT Masters' Program was quite comprehensive. There were several hundred applicants, and only 17 were accepted to attend the first EFT Master's Workshop in San Francisco in July 2005. The candidates underwent four days of testing and evaluation, and then had to complete an extensive written examination when they returned home.
We are pleased to announce the six candidates
Patricia Carrington - New Jersey
EFT Tapping Tips for the Holidays Christmas comes but once a year. It is a time of great anticipation, excitement, joy and good times for many. For some, it is not. There are high expectations, hope and determination that this year, things will be different. Maybe this year everything will work out as planned and everyone will have a wonderful holiday season. Then something happens. Aunt Matilda once again, offends everyone. Uncle George does a half gainer into the punch bowl, the dog destroys the tree, or the overloaded circuit supplying power to all those lights finally decides to protect the humans by expiring.
Now, all the effort and work, the shopping, the wrapping presents, the baking, cooking the turkey, the planning was supposed to culminate in a wonderful Christmas. Well, before EFT, when the glitches happened, and they always seemed to, the resulting negativity tended to generalize out, and contaminated part, or all, of the festive season. Another Christmas ruined, or not so good. This year can be different. Here's what you can do to make this Christmas be the joyous occasion you hope and plan for. Turn your attention inwards, and notice your reaction to an event or circumstance. Put what you are feeling into words. Once you have put into words what you are feeling, you are clear on your response, decide if you want to feel that way. If you would prefer "X" never happened, if you would prefer not to feel that way, then now is the time to change it. Start with tapping the P.R. point (also known as the Karate Chop) and as you continue to tap, describe to yourself what happened, or how you feel, and place "Even though" in front of it. When you have repeated it three times, tapping the P.R. point the whole time, then tap the rest of the points using a reminder phrase as you do so. Here's an example. While tapping the P.R. point say,
Repeat three times, with emphasis. Then tap the rest of the points, using a reminder phrase, such as "Uncle George." Alternatively, you may be more aware of your anger towards Uncle George. Tapping the P.R. point you would say,
Repeat three times, with emphasis. Then tap the rest of the points using the reminder phrase, "This anger." This protocol will work equally well for feelings of disappointment, sadness, loneliness, frustration, etc. The idea is to pay attention to the 'glitch,' acknowledge it, frame it into words, and tap it. You will accomplish several things.
Our
1st Teleseminar By now you are all probably aware that we will be doing our first teleseminar! We are really excited about it and invite you to attend. The great thing about a teleseminar is that it's interactive. Please go to the webpage www.EFTandNLP.com and answer the question: "What's
the single biggest challenge you face We want to know what your biggest challenges are so we can help you perfect the Art of Delivering EFT. As a subscriber to Reflections there is NO CHARGE to attend the seminar. It's our way of saying "Thank You" for your support. Please go and register at www.EFTandNLP.com right now so your place is reserved. We look forward to being with you on Dec. 5th!
Contributing Columnist Rehana Webster (in New Zealand) is an EFT Master and NLP Master Practitioner, and also conducts seminars/workshops internationally. You can contact Rehana at webstar@ps.gen.nz or visit her website at www.behaviourchanges.com Santa and the Camel A young woman came to see me a few years ago regarding a problem she had since she was a child. Every year when it is the Christmas season and there are lots of Santa's around on the streets and shopping malls, my client blushes uncontrollably. She would literally go red from her neck upwards and her face would light up like Rudolph the reindeer. Sure, it was something that only occurred once a year for a month or so, but embarrassing for Jan none the less. On the appointed day all the town children and the parents gathered at the little schoolyard. There was an air of excitement as in the distance they saw this camel sauntering towards them. We tapped continuously while she repeated the story several times. As we tapped for each incident I asked her to rate the SUDs. They came down each time. I asked if it was possible for her to make the incident into a little cartoon movie. Santa was to be larger and redder, the camel to be more ungainly and the bamboo staff like a fishing pole. After we had brought down the SUDs rating to a one, we then used the following statements to further reduce any other associated distress:
Jan has had the opportunity to test out her 'blushing' around Santa's for the past few years and confirmed that she does not have the same feelings of 'shame' and no longer blushes at the sight of Santa!
Berit's
Corner I do want to add my congratulations to Alex for receiving the designation EFT Master. Since Alex first got the news, I've called him Master a few times, just to make him feel good, but when he asked me to call him Grand Master, he quickly went back to being called What's His Name :-) He must have noticed, because he started calling me Boss again, so I knew all was right with the world. Our respective roles are in tact... which means Alex The Master and Berit The Boss are both running things, each of us thinking we're in charge, and that's how it should be! I'd also like to congratulate our friend Rehana Webster, on being the first EFT Master in New Zealand. Well done Rehana!
When I was searching for photos for the newsletter I came across this one. I loved it on sight! Somehow it touched something deep inside me. I imagine it will represent many things to many people. To me it represented our beloved White Shepherd doggie, Lucas. In one way I wasn't looking forward to Christmas this year. It will be the first anniversary of Lucas' passing. We are very fortunate to have our puppy Ty in our lives because he is such a darling! But, Lucas was special, especially to me. I miss him! When I saw this photo it spoke to me. I thought, "How beautiful," and instantly thought of Lucas. But this time when I thought of Lucas, I felt good! It was as if Lucas was the beautiful tree with the twinkling lights, standing out amongst all the other trees. He was standing proud, and looking majestic. So, for the next
few weeks I'll have a wonderful feeling surrounding me every time I
see a twinkling Christmas tree. To me, it will be Lucas wishing us a
Merry Christmas!
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The
pretty one with the soft voice had told me Mr. Grumpy mellows a tad
after coffee, so I led him into the kitchen. What a klutz!! Musta either
stepped on me and tripped over me five times on the way. Sure, he taught
me some new neat guy words, but how was I to know he isn't as
fast as a ball of lightning like I am??
Guest
Columnist 
I
did some 'data gathering' and discovered that when Jan was a young child
growing up in the Australian outback (desert town) an embarrassing event
had occurred when she first 'met' a Santa around age six. Santa Claus
was not part of the tradition 30 years ago in Australia as he has been
in North America. So when it was announced in her little town that Santa
would visit, all the kids were really excited to meet him. Of course
he would be dispensing 'goodies' as well, and so the children were especially
excited.
Seated
atop was this fat man in a red suit! As the camel got closer the level
of excitement rose higher and all the kids rushed to see what this strange
man in the red suit had in his bag. The camel came to a halt and knelt
forward to sit down with Santa balancing his large bag and bamboo staff.
The kids were rushing forward and my client got the full force of the
bamboo staff on her head. Not only did she get whacked by Santa, all
the kids and adults started laughing at her. She was shocked by the
smack on the head. Even though it didn't really hurt (it was only a
thin length of bamboo) she felt humiliated at becoming the laughing
stock of the town.
Normally,
I write about "stuff" that's happening in our lives and bring you up
to date since the last edition of Reflections. This past month has had
many exciting things happen and I thought it better to have include
them as "announcements" in the newsletter, rather than just mentioning
them in my column.
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