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    The Great Gordino Newsletter - Issue 335 - Mon 3rd October 2005
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    Hi There,

    I hope everything is ok with you, as we nudge into October.
    I tried buying a Christmas pudding in the shop last week just to
    see how it felt to buy it that early.
    I couldn't do it!
    As I was walking round, I could feel it burning into my vision,
    and by the time I had got my grapes, I just had to put it back.

    After last week's issue talking about painting, I had an email
    telling me about an artist called Keith Haring that I may be
    interested in.
    I had never heard of him, so promptly had a look, and some of
    his lines look similar to my squiggles!
    Keith Haring

    I also had an email from Chuck in Florida, who is a wood
    sculptor - you can see his site here.
    Chuck Hall's site

    I love the possibilities that the internet allows, so please feel
    free to carry on emailing!

    My purple see-through guitar had its' debut at the jam night last
    Monday. I did a couple of ditties, and may well do so again
    tonight.
    I'm really enjoying my attempts with the guitar, although
    whether the audience enjoys it as much is open to debate!

    Today I want to talk about passion and the subconscious mind,
    following events over the weekend.

    On Saturday I quite happily wandered to the shop to get the
    paper, and perhaps some chocolate, and when I got back I
    opened the paper to be covered in the usual downpour of
    adverts and offers.
    I scooped them up to put them straight in the bin, when
    something caught my eye.
    It was a book of puzzles.
    Sudoku puzzles to be precise.
    Despite the claim that the game was 'sweeping the nation', I
    can't say I had ever heard of it, but I thought I'd have a look.

    Oooh, that led to some frustration I can tell you.
    Sudoku is one of those logic puzzles, where you work out which
    numbers go in certain boxes, by process of deduction.
    I love those kind of things, quite merrily filling in the boxes until
    I get stuck.
    Once I get to that stuck stage, I can look at the puzzle for an
    age, with no progress at all.

    Here's the thing though - if I leave it and walk away, say for over
    half an hour, when I come back and look at it again, some of
    the solutions jump off the page at me.
    How does that work?
    Well, it's the subconscious mind at work.
    The early stages of the puzzle, and the gazing at it when I am
    stuck, pass the problem to the subconscious mind.

    I use the analogy of a computer.
    Sometimes if you are looking for something stored on the pc,
    the initial search doesn't bring results, so you have to do a deep
    search of the hard drive.

    With the mind, if the conscious mind can't come up with the
    solution, we can use the conscious to do a 'deep seacrh' of the
    subconscious.

    Sound ridiculous?
    A lot of people say so, but how many times have you been lying
    in bed at night, and the answer to a problem just comes to you
    out of nowhere?
    Well in this case, the subconscious mind has been searching for
    the answer without you asking.
    My point is that you can deliberately use this ability to your
    advantage.

    The second event for me over the weekend was a 150 mile
    round trip to watch my brother on stage.
    He was in 'Chorus Line', and it's the 4th time I have seen him
    with his group.
    As usual, the show was much better than I expected.
    The group is totally amateur, and amateur dramatics always
    conjures up an image of middle aged ladies singing off-key in a
    cold village hall.
    Or is that just me?

    Anyway, the quality of perfromance was excellent, and I was
    impressed as always.
    My brother Glen has been doing this for a good old while now.

    It takes months of rehearsal, working around his hectic full time
    job, and he doesn't drive, so has to rely on our public transport
    system.
    That means that he is shattered from the start of rehearsals, up
    to the end of the one week run.

    How much does he earn from it?
    Nothing. Zilch. Nada. Bugger All.
    So why does he do it?
    Simple - passion.
    He loves it, he loves the creative expression it allows him, the
    teamwork needed to pull off a show like that, the camaraderie.

    Would he be less stressed if he stopped doing it?
    Probably, but he wouldn't be as happy, and that's the point.

    It's something I wrote about in my book, (link below!), because
    it's a vital point in the areas of self improvement, goal
    achievement and wealth creation.
    Follow your passion, do what you enjoy, and your life will change
    for the better - every time!

    Ok, that's it for today.
    Have a good week.

    'Til Next Time,
    Health and Happiness,
    Gordon
    email me at gordon@gordonbryan.com - you'll have to copy and paste
    thanks to the idiot online spammers!



    
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