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 Hello from Denise! |
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 We are all so Excited about Our Feel It Real Group!In this Issue: 1. Games we play Each Day - Intentions, Gratitude’s, and Manifestations 2. Games we play Each Week - Feature Game: "It already happened" in which we have an awesome Success Story! |
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THE UNIVERSE LOVES SPEED - READ BELOW!: "Already Happened Game" is pretending your desire has already come true and writing about it as if it is already here. Juls' first letter is her "pretend" letter. Her second letter is what actually happened.
*** "It already happened" Julia's Letter to Denise Hi Denise, We would be More than happy to sign your books for you. Maybe we could even hook up for dinner while we're out there and let the dogs frolic together on the beach. (You're in LA right? Well, it doesn't really matter, there's always a beach somewhere for them to frolic on.) I am SO Pumped that Cordy and I got to meander across country before the book tour so that we could visit old friends during all of the hubaloo of the book tour so that we knew where to go to romp on our off time and have people to meet and play with along the way. Although I must admit that I kind of miss camping our way across at times, though staying in suites and being catered to everywhere we go has it's charms as well. Now, if I could just come up with a consistent list of stuff that we require, the hotel managers and support staff at the radio stations and TV stations just seem more comfortable when we have it to give to them. Gold Coast coffee for me and Hotel Ice for Cordy just doesn't seem to do it for them, but I'm working on being more demanding and diva like. It's just that I giggle in the middle of it all and end up hitting Starbucks on our way there, so there's no point in them going out of their way. My Mom helped me compile a list, she suggested red seedless grapes, a rotisserie chicken for Himself, Pellegrino for me and M-n-M's. So, we'll see how that works out. Maybe they'll let us take the chicken with us so I don't have to buy one on the way to the hotel every night. That would be handy. I am just stunned and amazed how the Universe works. Getting the tablet PC pulled it all together. I learned how to do public speaking and radio interviews by dictating into it and writing it out in long hand with Cordy keeping it real and not having to transcribe it was what helped us pull it all together. I learned how to draw our cartoon characters on the screen and that's book number 2 or 3 that will come out in a few months with Cordy and I talking together. the other one is the first book of the I just can't believe that I never realized that ALL of our clients with about 3 exceptions have been women. That women were our audience and we do girl training. It was all around me but it didn't click in until I got on to your wonderful, life saving, list. I just never realized it before that day and that made ALL of the difference. Until that day I hadn't realized that I was writing to a Male audience, justifying my methods to boys, instead of sharing them with the people who could best understand what we do and how we do it, which are women because we speak the same language, just like Cordy works with the dogs because They speak the same language. All that angst and it was right there in front of me. I can't believe it and I can't believe how simple and easy it was once I got it. Anyway, let me know when we can hook up and I'll have my personal assistant, I LOVE having a personal assistant since she cares about stuff that I don't even notice like scheduling, find us a wonderful place to eat, unless you can recommend one. It doesn't have to be fancy, take out with the dogs on the beach is fine with us. We're easy but if you have a favorite we can go there too. Just let me know. Oh and Michael may be joining us. He's coming back from See ya soon! Wags and Love- Juls and Cordy- Authors Extraordinaire. Tee hee. *** Manifestation-No lie, One of our Fir Members Manifesting something huge only a few days after using the "It Already Happened Process" So, tonight Cordy and I go to meet Mom for dinner, like we do every Friday night. We meet at this shabby old pizza place in After dinner, which Was Delicious since the pizza had about 6 pounds of cheese on it, Cordy and I hit Books A Million so that I could look for Denises book and have some integrity about being on this list. It wasn't there, sigh, so I started looking for another book. If I don't have at least 3 unread books in the house at any one time I tend to hyperventilate and get hives. I knew that there was another book I wanted but I couldn't remember the name of it- Garrison Keilors Lake Woebegone- so I started wandering around the aisles hoping that it would just fall off the shelf and into my hands, which surprisingly happens a lot to me. Anyway, I hear this woman giggling and playing with the animal key chains that make noises like a dog who barks and a chicken who crows and a pig that giggles and she was having a simply Marvelous time. I hear her say to her husband at the end of my aisle that she just Has to get one for someone but she can't think of who. So, me being me I say, "They make Great dog toys." She notices me, asks, "Really?" And I assure her that they are great dog toys and you get the added bonus that they annoy the heck out of the owners at the same time. She's just looking at me, like you to perfect strangers who casually insert themselves in to your world and drop weird comments. So, I say, "It's ok I'm a professional Dog Trainer and I do it all the time. I love spreading the joy of annoying toys to my clients short and tall." They both blink at me for a second, it processes and they start laughing while I walk away wondering when I'm EVER going to learn to just keep my mouth shut. As I start to turn the corner the woman stops and asks me if I do group classes or work one on one. I tell her that I do private consultations and that we specialize in working with dogs who exhibit aggressive and other quirky behaviors. She asks for a card which I don't have on my since I'm in baggy old sweats and a sweat shirt sans pocket, I have a twenty dollar bill stuffed up my sleeve of my sweatshirt because I was too lazy to find my jacket before we went to dinner. My Mom almost always pays on Friday night dinners. So, she takes out a pen and a yellow sticky note and writes down my website info, my phone number and I prepare to wander away in the ethers. Then she asks me about Ceasar Milan which ALWAYS gets me going and there I went, explaining how I train differently and why and generally riffing like a fool. She's in hysterics, I'm off my head, and then she says, "You Should Write a Book" and I burst out laughing. She's looking at me so I explain in WAY more detail than is necessary and then she says, "Ok, I'll tell you what you should do. Title your book for now as "Frequently Answered E-mails" and just answer the e-mails. That will let you get a first draft down and then you can work it. Do you have an Editor?" I'm still in riffing about dog land so I say that I have about 50 of them and maybe an agent and all of the rest. Then my brain clicks in and I ask her if that's what she does, is she an editor? She says yes, sticks out her hand and says, "My name is Marjorie Holmes (I think that's her name I was still stuck on the yes part of her answer) I'm with Hyperion and I think we can work together." Then she walks up to me, I'm only about 5 foot 4 and she was a good 8 inches shorter than I am, sticks her finger in my face and says, "You need to Focus. You need to pull your finger out, sit down and just write. You need to say everything that you just said to me, everything about you that is unique and different and fun and obviously Loves dog more than you can stand it, everything that just Feels True and is different from Ceasar. I want it on my desk in a week and we'll go from there. You wrote two chapters if not more just in our conversation here so just write That down anyway you can. I have your e-mail address, I have your phone number. 1 week. You'll hear from me." She put out her hand, I introduced myself and walked away. AS I was walking away I saw her go up to her husband and I heard her say, "I just found the world's hottest new author. Mark my words." And me, being me called out, "My Mom's REALLY glad that I met you." paid for my book, had them check the computer for your book Denise, just to show that I took it all in stride and could maintain and after oh so casually walking to the Jeep, lost it and called Connee to scream and bounce a lot. It's like the Universe is trying to tell me something but it so vague, I'm not sure what it all means. LOLOL So, I need questions, lots and lots of dog questions that I can answer next week to submit to this lady because she got kind of scary there at the end and I can imagine that she has a ruler and isn't afraid to snap some knuckles if I miss my deadline. Now, I don't have a Clue if she is who she says she is and frankly, at this point, I don't want to know. My Gram who was about her height was the last person to shake her finger in my face and she scared the crap of me when she did it so I'm just taking this as a sign that the Universe is sick of my whining and it's time to sit down, pull my finger out and just write. Truly, I don't think divine intervention gets any clearer than a short jewish woman coming up to you in a Book Store to shake her finger in your face and give you detailed instructions about what to do and how to do it WITH a deadline no less. I SO LOVE MY LIFE!!! Swear on all I hold holy that this is a true unembellished story that happened Tonight. Wags and Love- Juls and Cordy Looks Like Miss Juls and Cordy are on their way to STARDOM ! |
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