Literally stored IN my body.
But, as I'll share on this page, I discovered a strange but powerful "switch" that cleared away what was blocking my abundance...
And turned my life around so fast it made my head spin.
The journey was painful at the start... but once I discovered this switch, it rocked my world.
women-meditation
I've never experienced such a deep connection with my "source".
And I never even knew I could feel so connected to financial abundance.
What I've since discovered is this simple switch...
And the unlimited abundance it triggers...
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The Southeast Asia Journal: 2013 Travel in Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Vie...David Berkowitz
This Asia travel journal shares two weeks of visiting: Singapore, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia; Bangkok, Thailand; Hanoi and Halong Bay, Vietnam; and Shanghai, China. It includes thoughts on the food, hotels, tourist attractions, temples, and other sights.
Literally stored IN my body.
But, as I'll share on this page, I discovered a strange but powerful "switch" that cleared away what was blocking my abundance...
And turned my life around so fast it made my head spin.
The journey was painful at the start... but once I discovered this switch, it rocked my world.
women-meditation
I've never experienced such a deep connection with my "source".
And I never even knew I could feel so connected to financial abundance.
What I've since discovered is this simple switch...
And the unlimited abundance it triggers...
Is available to anyone.
The Southeast Asia Journal: 2013 Travel in Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Vie...David Berkowitz
This Asia travel journal shares two weeks of visiting: Singapore, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia; Bangkok, Thailand; Hanoi and Halong Bay, Vietnam; and Shanghai, China. It includes thoughts on the food, hotels, tourist attractions, temples, and other sights.
I first started sailing in 1958, during a tour of duty with the Royal Air Force on Christmas Island ( Kiritimati ), in the Pacific. There was a sailing lagoon and several GP14 dinghies, which were well used during my leisure hours.
Upon my return to the United Kingdom I sailed whenever possible, usually in charted yachts and enjoyed many of the small timber built craft that frequented the waters of the Thames Estuary and East Coast rivers, at that time 1959 - 1975.
I have retired now and unfortunately, so have many of these craft, due to neglect and old age. This is a story set in that place and time, and although the events are fictional, the geographical description is accurate. I am an Essex lad at heart, but I now live in the city of Wells, in the county of Somerset, United Kingdom.
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7th Gateway to Hell is my story from the 'Monster Attack' anthology - http://amzn.to/1AZPKhh.
"Discover the most gruesome beasts from Werewolves to Mermaids and the stories behind them, written by the most talented horror authors. Arnaldo Lopez Jr, Dana Wright, Andy Lockwood, Sharon L. Higa, Kyle Flak, Kevin S. Hall, Josh Walker, Kody Dibble, Matt Mesnard, Mathias Jansson, Lila L. Pinord, John M. Wills, Michael Shaw, Debbie Johnson, Victoria Pagac, Alex Winck, Anthony V. Pugliese, Shakeem Winn, Preston Peet, Randy Attwood, Matthew J. Hamblin, Stefan Vucak, Anthony Modungwo, Cecilia H. Doldan, Samie Sands Vered Ehsani and Robert Tozer."
I first started sailing in 1958, during a tour of duty with the Royal Air Force on Christmas Island ( Kiritimati ), in the Pacific. There was a sailing lagoon and several GP14 dinghies, which were well used during my leisure hours.
Upon my return to the United Kingdom I sailed whenever possible, usually in charted yachts and enjoyed many of the small timber built craft that frequented the waters of the Thames Estuary and East Coast rivers, at that time 1959 - 1975.
I have retired now and unfortunately, so have many of these craft, due to neglect and old age. This is a story set in that place and time, and although the events are fictional, the geographical description is accurate. I am an Essex lad at heart, but I now live in the city of Wells, in the county of Somerset, United Kingdom.
Follow this in iphone: http://easterly.epubuk.net
7th Gateway to Hell is my story from the 'Monster Attack' anthology - http://amzn.to/1AZPKhh.
"Discover the most gruesome beasts from Werewolves to Mermaids and the stories behind them, written by the most talented horror authors. Arnaldo Lopez Jr, Dana Wright, Andy Lockwood, Sharon L. Higa, Kyle Flak, Kevin S. Hall, Josh Walker, Kody Dibble, Matt Mesnard, Mathias Jansson, Lila L. Pinord, John M. Wills, Michael Shaw, Debbie Johnson, Victoria Pagac, Alex Winck, Anthony V. Pugliese, Shakeem Winn, Preston Peet, Randy Attwood, Matthew J. Hamblin, Stefan Vucak, Anthony Modungwo, Cecilia H. Doldan, Samie Sands Vered Ehsani and Robert Tozer."
Elta Journal (Volume 2, no. 2, December 2014Maja Jerkovic
The English Language Teachers’ Association in Serbia (www.elta.org.rs) is proud to inform you that we are initiating a new online publication – ELTA Journal.
ELTA Journal is a practitioner-oriented electronic journal based on current theory and research in the field of ELT. It will continue the rich tradition of ELTA Newsletter and magazine MELT, which have been published since 2003 and it readily accept papers of quality that can be theoretical or examples of individual teaching practice or research in the field of ELT.
ELTA Journal’s mission is to promote:
-> Teacher-oriented research
-> Knowledge-sharing
-> The quality of ELT education
-> The synergy of academic and practitioners’ (teachers’) research
-> Interdisciplinary research between the ELT and other educational disciplines
ELTA Journal editorial team would like to invite EFL/ESL teachers, teacher trainers, researchers as well as student teachers to participate in this exciting new project and submit their article to be considered for publication.
The journal will represent a unique knowledge bank, which ELT professionals can refer to in order to gain more insight into theoretical backgrounds behind certain aspects of their work or get a glimpse of new ideas and latest methodologies they might implement in your own teaching.
We hope you take this opportunity to analyse your own teaching practice and consider a topic of your own interest for an article in the journal. Our team is at your disposal for guidance and support should you have doubts regarding any aspect of your writing, structure- or content-wise.
Please contact our team if you are interested at newsletter.elta@gmail.com
ELTA Newsletter editorial team
1. By Don Barone
AUG 5, 2015
“I'm starting with the man in the mirror…”
Dateline: Northern Open #2
“Service to others is the rent you pay for your room here on Earth.”
~ Muhammed Ali
It’s the moment, before the rainbow.
Earth at its cleanest.
Only the smell of raindrops linger, the air, fresh, scrubbed of the day.
It’s the moment, of rebirth.
Rain.
Water.
"How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is quite clearly Ocean."
~ Arthur C. Clarke
I am standing in the Ramada parking lot in Syracuse, N.Y….and I’m speechless. A rainstorm has just
passed through, the air is so clear it makes the sunset look like a painting by Monet.
I am staring at an angler’s wrapped truck.
I have seen hundreds of wrapped trucks in my life, no offense to those who wrap the trucks, but not a one
has ever stopped me dead in my tracks.
‘Cept this one.
I’m staring at a wrapped truck that has a photo of a young African child drinking water from a spigot.
2. Don Barone
Drops of rain cover the truck, drops of rain cover the child’s face.
“db…”
I turn to see a man working on tackle in a boat, “…db…that’s my truck…”
I turn back and look at the truck and watch the raindrops run down the child’s face.
“…db…do you know that we in America flush our toilets with water that is much cleaner than the water
millions of people around the world drink.”
I say nothing for a moment, then I walk over to the man in the boat:
“Who are you?”
3. “Bruce Whitmire.”
“And what exactly is it that you do?”
“I bring water to the thirsty.”
“…I'm asking him to change his ways…”
Understand this please, 5 minutes before I walked out the hotel door I was on the phone with my wife,
Barb, I was telling her I didn’t have a clue as to what story to write here at the Open.
Opens are my hardest gigs, we have a couple hundred boats, 80 percent of the people fishing I don’t
know, have never heard of, and I’m only at the gig for a short time.
You show up and try and write a story in a day facing those odds.
On the phone I was frustrated, I told my wife exactly this, EXACTLY: “I’m going to go take a walk outside
maybe something will fall out of the sky, hope so.”
True story.
I write about we are all on the same bus, we just ain’t driving it.
But trust me on this, there is a bus, there is a driver, and only he knows where your next bus stop will be.
Sometimes, it’s a Ramada parking lot.
“I run a nonprofit that goes into poor countries and drills wells for people so that they have access to
clean drinking water. A billion people lack the chance to drink clean water, instead they have to walk
miles to bring home to their family a bucket of dirty water.”
I’m leaning on the boat of an Open’s angler who has drilled wells FOR FREE for over 300,000 people in
Zimbabwe and other countries in Africa.
Bruce Whitmire from Texas is fishing all nine Opens so, “I can walk across the stage and at least for a
couple seconds make people aware of the thirsty.”
4. The dude is using water to get his message about thirst across.
“I was in the Air Force for 10 years, aircraft mechanic, once took care of President Reagan’s Air Force 1
in Germany, but left the service when my father got sick, came home to help take care of him.”
Then: “My father and I used to fish together, one day he went out in my boat had an accident, fell
overboard, took eight days to find his body, the darkest eight days of my life. I walked away from fishing
for 20 years after that.”
Me: “So let me get this right, you are using water as a vehicle to get your message about the thirsty
across and yet it was water that killed your father…”
Bruce: “Yep…”
Me: “Huh, what, why…”
5. Bruce: “Jesus once said ‘I was thirsty and you gave me a drink and invited me in and that when you give
a drink to the least of us you are giving a drink to me.’
And when you are at a bus stop, all you can do is smile…and listen.
“…and no message could have been any clearer…”
Across the parking lot from the joint I’m staying at there’s this local Mom & Pop Ice Cream stand, I invite
Bruce over, buy him a Root Beer Float, and over a medium Raspberry Sunday with real whip cream…I
listen:
“Kids in Africa go to school so that when they come home they can bring with them a clean bucket of
water, many times we drill wells near the school and when you do that you accomplish more than just
quenching thirst.”
Bruce told me that there is “…fresh water under Africa, even under the desert, but I’ve had to drill holes a
long way to find the water sometimes, once drilled down 1,450 feet before we hit the water.”
And then I ask this, “Who is the kid on the side of your truck, who is the kid in the picture, do you know
anything about him?”
Bruce just smiles.
“…if you want to make the world a better place…”
Meet Isaiah.
“I don’t know how old he is, he lives in a rural village in Zimbabwe, and when I say village what I really
mean is maybe half a dozen or dozen huts clustered around each other.”
“Before we drilled a well near a school his chore for the family was to go out with a bucket and find water
and carry it home. Sometimes he would go to a water hole and the cattle or other animals would get there
before he would and drink all the water and then he would have to set off looking for another hole to fill
the bucket. Sometimes he would walk five miles one way before he found water.”
6. “By drilling that well I know for a fact it improved his health, it also allowed him to get an education
because now he could go to school and just go to the well after class, fill up his bucket and carry it home,
no more spending all day searching for mud holes to drink from.”
“Every well we can drill meets several needs for kids like Isaiah and their families, they can use the water
to drink, to bathe, use the water to grow a garden, water for their animals, and improve their health by not
drinking what is basically, mud.”
“…take a look at yourself…”
Riley drinks cleaner water than young children like Isaiah…and Riley is my wife’s Shih Tzu.
A DOG.
I have three bottles of designer water in a cooler in the back of my truck and yet other folks are drinking
water out of mud holes.
Frankly, I’m surprised the bus driver even lets me on the bus anymore.
Lets us.
Believe if you Believe.
Wonder if you Wonder.
I’m not a bible believer type of guy, I believe as a writer the bible is a great work of art, nothing less,
nothing more.
But then comes the bus, and the bus, brings me to a fisherman whose mission, and yes I mean mission
when I say it, a fisherman who brings water to the thirsty.
“I believe db it is always the right time to do the right thing.”
You know of course, it is up to us, to fix this.
Kings, Queens and Politicians say they will, fix it, but don’t.
Multi-national conglomerates say they will, fix it, but don’t.
7. Change, begins with one.
I can’t help a billion people, but I can darn sure help one, person.
As can you.
One man, in one Open’s bass boat has changed the lives of 300,000 people.
No matter what your religion or political beliefs we will never be the Kind in Man as long as we let others
drink out of mud holes.
And so, the bus ride stopped, at holes of mud.
“…and then make a change.”
Man In The Mirror
Michael Jackson
“We, all of us, could do a much better job of evoking what someone has called the universal principle of
human altruism: The urge in us all to help others who are in danger.”
~Bart Starr
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For more information, or to help Bruce bring water to the thirsty, visit: www.globalwaterpartners.net