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A farmer died leaving his 17 horses to his three sons.

When his sons opened up the Will it read:
My eldest son should get 1/2 (half) of total horses; My middle son should be given 1/3rd (one-third) of the total horses; My youngest son should be given 1/9th (one-ninth) of the total horses.

As it’s impossible to divide 17 into half or 17 by 3 or 17 by 9, the three sons started to fight with each other.

So, they decided to go to a farmer friend who they considered quite smart, to see if he could work it out for them.

The farmer friend read the Will patiently, after giving due thought, he brought one of his own horses over and added it to the 17. That increased the total to 18 horses.  Now, he divided the horses according to their father’s will.

Half of 18 = 9. So he gave the eldest son 9 horses.
1/3rd of 18 = 6. So he gave the middle son 6 horses.
1/9th of 18 = 2. So he gave the youngest son 2 horses.

Now add up how many horses they have:
Eldest son  9
Middle son  6
Youngest son  2
TOTAL = 17

Now this leaves one horse over, so the farmer friend takes his horse back to his farm.
Problem solved!

The attitude of negotiation and problem solving is to find the 18th horse. i.e.. the common ground. Once a person is able to find the 18th horse the issue is resolved. It is difficult at times. However, to reach a solution, the first step is to believe that there is a solution. If we think that there is no solution, we won’t be able to reach any!

That’s what I call Farmer Math.
If you go to college planning to major in math or philosophy– of course, both those ideas are really the same idea.

New Year wishes



Pencil in fun time!


agendaSurprisingly, including love and fun time as a reward on your to-do list, as an official task, causes you to belief there’s love and fun in your day and future, providing powerful motivation to get daily through that to-do list happy and faster!

The Letter


The eternal light of love penetrates the fiercest heat and the sharpest cold.

(Author Unknown)


Ruth went to her mail box, and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address.

She read the letter:

Dear Ruth,
I’m going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon, and I’d like
to stop by for a visit.

Love Always,

Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. “Why would the Lord want to visit me? I’m nobody special. I don’t have anything to offer.” With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets.

“Oh my goodness, I really don’t have anything to offer. I’ll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner.” She reached for her purse and counted out its contents. Five dollars and forty cents.

“Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least.”

She threw on her coat and hurried out the door. A loaf of French bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk… leaving Ruth with grand total of twelve cents to last her until Monday.
Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.

“Hey, lady, can you help us, ma’am?” Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans that she hadn’t even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags.

“Look, lady, I ain’t got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it’s getting cold and we’re getting kinda hungry and, well, if you could help us, ma’am, we’d really appreciate it.”

Ruth looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and, frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to.

“Sir, I’d like to help you, but I’m a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I’m having an important guest for dinner tonight, and I was planning on serving that to Him.”

“Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway.”

The man put his arm around the woman’s shoulders, turned and headed back into the alley. As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in her heart.

“Sir, wait!” The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. “Look, why don’t you take this food. I’ll figure out something else to serve my guest.” She handed the man her grocery bag.

“Thank you, lady. Thank you very much!”

“Yes, thank you!” It was the man’s wife, and Ruth could see now that she was shivering.

“You know, I’ve got another coat at home. Here, why don’t you take this one.” Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman’s shoulders.

Then, smiling, she turned and walked back to the street…without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest.

“Thank you, lady! Thank you very much!”

Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried, too. The Lord was coming to visit, and she didn’t have anything to offer Him. She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she  did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox.

“That’s odd. The mailman doesn’t usually come twice in one day.” She took the envelope out of the box and opened it.

Dear Ruth,
It was so good to see you again. Thank you for the lovely meal. And
thank you, too, for the beautiful coat.

Love Always,

The air was still cold, but even without her coat, Ruth no longer noticed.

What happens in heaven when we pray?


HeavenI dreamt that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, “This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received.” I looked around in this area, and it was terribly busy with so many angels sorting out petitions written on voluminous paper sheets and scraps from people all over the world.
Then we moved on down a long corridor until we reached the second section.  The angel then said to me, “This is the Packaging and Delivery Section. Here, the graces and blessings the people asked for are processed and delivered to the living persons who asked for them.” I noticed again how busy it was there. There were many angels working hard at that station, since so many blessings had been requested and were being packaged for delivery to Earth.
Finally at the farthest end of the long corridor we stopped at the door of a very small station. To my great surprise, only one angel was seated there, idly doing nothing. “This is the Acknowledgment      Section,” my angel friend quietly admitted to me. He seemed embarrassed.
“How is it that there is no work going on here?” I asked.
“So sad,” the angel sighed. “After people receive the blessings that they asked for, very few send back acknowledgments.”
“How does one acknowledge God’s blessings?” I asked.
“Simple,” the angel answered. Just say, “Thank you, Lord.”
“What blessings should they acknowledge?” I asked.
“If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep, you are richer than 75% of this world. If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish, you are among the top 8% of the worlds wealthy.”
“And if you get this on your own computer, you are part of the 1% in the world who has that opportunity.”
“If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the many who will not even survive this day.”
“If you have never experienced the fear in battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 700 million people in the world.”
“If you can attend a church without the fear of harassment, arrest, torture or death, you are envied by and more blessed than three billion people in the world.  If your parents are still alive and still married, you are very rare.”
“If you can hold your head up and smile, you are not the norm, you’re unique to all those in doubt and    despair.”
Ok, what now? How can I start?
“If you can read this message, you just received a double blessing in that someone was thinking of you as very special and you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.”
Have a good day.  Count your blessings and if you care to, pass this along to remind everyone else how blessed we all are.

Thanks to Lani Wynne-Hampton

The Carnation Revolution


Dear Friends,
The Carnation RevolutionOur beautiful Science of Mind Retreat is located in Grandola, Portugal.
We like you to know that nearly 40 years ago, the non violent revolution of the Portuguese people against the dictatorship of Salazar, started in Grandola.
Instead of bullets, the soldiers put carnations on their rifles.
The 48 year period of dictatorship ended in a peaceful way.
It’s a fantastic metaphysical message to the world:” We do not need to be humiliated and oppressed, if we allow Love to conquer hate.”
Of course it is not by accident that our center is located in Grandola.

corey_hermaceLove and Blessings,
Corey en Hermance Van Loon

The Carnation Revolution (Revolução dos Cravos), also known as “25 de Abril” occurred on April 25, 1974 in Lisbon, Portugal, ending the forty-eight years of dictatorial rule of António de Oliveira Salazar and his successor, Marcelo Caetano. It was a nearly bloodless military coup led by a left-wing political force. Even though the PIDE (the secret police) murdered four people before they were forced to surrender, this revolution was unlike any other because the rebels did not use direct violence to realize their goals.
At 12:25 that morning, the signal of the revolution was given with the broadcasting of the rebel song, Grandola, Vila Morena, by Zeca Afonso, on Rádio Renascença which continued to be played the entire day. Troops, led by Captain Salgueira da Maia, moved into Lisbon, occupying all military headquarters, closing down the airport, and arresting leading ministers of the regime. When they had successfully sealed off the capital, they secured the second main city of Porto. More troops were also mobilized under the command of the Armed Forces Movement (Movimento das Forças Armadas). The only resistance came from the PIDE. Thousands of citizens left their homes, ignoring the rebels’ warnings being broadcasted over the radio advising them to remain indoors, and stood holding red carnations (the symbol of Communism, which was the ideology of the anti-state rebels) to encourage the soldiers to not back down from their fight. Soon enough, the soldiers exchanged their bullets for flowers. By eight o’clock that night, Marcelo Caetano and President Américo Tomás had fled to the island of Madeira, and Salazar’s Estado Novo was no longer considered a reality.

Quote that inspire and make you think


hands“Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.”


Practicing peace and understanding amidst fear and violence



Submitted by Beverly Molander, Center for Spiritual Living – Westlake Village

LightNever limit your view of life by any past experience.
Ernest Holmes (Beverly – 9/11, Boston Marathon)

“Electricity was a reality in the universe when Moses led the children of Israel out of the land of Egypt. This is true of all natural laws; they have always existed but only when understood may they be used.”
Ernest Holmes (Beverly – Peace was a reality and still is)

Begin to act from your dominion. Declare the truth by telling yourself that there is nothing to be afraid of, that you no longer entertain any images of fear.
Ernest Holmes (Beverly – A reminder for all)

Teach and practice, practice and teach – that is all we have; that is all we are good for; that is all we ever ought to do.
Ernest Holmes  (Beverly – Us!)

In light of the events at the Boston Marathon, the above quotes by Ernest seem appropriate for us to remember today.

Below is my treatment:
There is one Higher Power and one Creative Source of all.
We, as human beings, are One with that Creative Source, and this an affirmation that we remember who we are and what we stand for.

I affirm that, despite the FEAR (False evidence appearing real; False events appearing real) of the recent Boston event and others’ reactions to it, we know the truth of the matter…that Love, Beauty and Peace abound everywhere and in everything. The more we look for it, the more we recognize its presence. 

We are the standard bearers for this greater idea of a peaceful, loving world. And so we continue to practice and teach…And then we continue to practice and teach.

And be grateful that we know the Truth and can share it with others.

This is a simple treatment for a simple truth. 

And so it is.

Story of Peter with his beautiful motorcycle.


Corey Van Loon has a world wide healing practice .
He has trained  numerous  practitioners and ministers in the past 40 years in Europe as well as in America.
His Master Class  offers the opportunity to become a practitioner or teacher of the Science of Mind.

motorPeter had a beautiful motorcycle, a real Harley-Davidson. He was very proud of it. He drove it daily to his work and coddled it like a baby. Nothing in the world would stop him from using his motorcycle, until … Peter got a girl friend: Mia. Mia hated that Peter drove the bike. She was always terrified when he was away on his bike.

It came to the point that Peter seriously had to make a choice between his motorcycle and Mia. He asked Corey for help, in the belief that the best would happen.
He had just taken his bike to the motorcycle garage for a major inspection.
The mechanic told him that probably there was a serious defect and that it was dangerous to ride.
The next night the motorcycle garage was looted, and also the motorcycle of Peter was stolen.
The motorcycle was gone.

With the money the insurance paid out, Peter and Mia bought a nice safe car.
Peter did not have to make a decision; it was already done for him. It was a clear outcome of the treatment.
Peter and Mia are very happy together and enjoy fun with the car.

The best happened for Peter and Mia. If they had used their common sense and had tried to figure out a solution, they would never have come to this conclusion. The works of Universal Love are miraculous.
The best always happens with the wisdom and guidance of Love.

For privacy reasons, the names and the circumstances have changed.

Spending Your Whole Life In One Tree


squirrel (By James S. Hewett, Illustrations Unlimited)

When I was a young writer with a very uncertain income, I went into a quiet park to contemplate a serious problem. For four years I had been engaged but didn’t dare to marry. There was no way of foreseeing how little I might earn in the next year; moreover, we had long cherished a plan of living and writing in Paris, Rome, Vienna, London–everywhere. But how could we go three thousand miles away from everything that was familiar and secure, without the certainty of some money now and then?

At that moment I looked up and saw a squirrel jump from one high tree to another. He appeared to be aiming for a limb so far out of reach that the leap looked like suicide. He missed–but landed, safe and unconcerned, on a branch several feet lower. Then he climbed to his goal, and all was well. An old man sitting on the bench said, “Funny, I’ve seen hundreds of ‘em jump like that, especially when there are dogs around and they can’t come down to the ground. A lot of ‘em miss, but I’ve never seen any hurt in trying.” Then he chuckled. “I guess they’ve got to risk it if they don’t want to spend their lives in one tree.” I thought, A squirrel takes a chance- -have I less nerve than a squirrel?

We were married in two weeks, scraped up enough money for our passage and sailed across the Atlantic–jumping off into space, not sure what branch we’d land on. I began to write twice as fast and twice as hard as ever before. And to our amazement we promptly soared into the realm of respectable incomes. Since then, whenever I have to choose between risking a new venture or hanging back, those five little words run through my thoughts: “Once there was a squirrel –” And sometimes I hear the old man on the park bench saying, “They’ve got to risk it if they don’t want to spend their lives in one tree.”