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An Experiment in Practicing, "The Secret"

Posted on Jul 3rd, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric

My fiancee and I have always dreamed of going to Kyoto, Japan for a vacation. As "luck" would have it, a month ago an email appeared in my inbox announcing a contest for an all expenses paid trip to anywhere in the world. 


Many of you are aware of the documentary/book called, "The Secret" explaining how to incorporate the, "Law of Attraction" into your life.  


We've entered the contest to win an all expenses paid trip to Kyoto, Japan and we've decided to treat this as an experiment in using, "The Law of Attraction".

If you have time, please vote for my entry by clicking on the attached link:http://blog.homeaway.com/node/353!  


Also, if you have any friends who would have time to vote please feel free to forward the link..I do believe that this is how we will win, if others forward the link to people who they know. 


The voting period continues through noon (CST) on July 16. Thank you very much for your time!
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The Simple Life

Posted on Jul 1st, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric


 

Simple but not simplistic, this life

Time, not to be wasted,

is forever fluid and relative

 

we are all one, everything connected

the Universe is the most wondrous web,

more vast than we can yet fathom

knowing this, I feel comfortably small

 

For now, I find myself delightfully contented

to feel the sunshine on my face, to laugh,

experience love. 

 

Forever grateful I am to still have mysteries

left to ponder and a single cup

of good green tea well within my grasp.

 

7-1-2009

Eric Vance Walton

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Finally Forgiven

Posted on Jun 28th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
As any animal lover would tell you, pets come with their own personalities and set of quirks just like us humans.  But our one and a half year old beagle, "Amstel" just isn't any other animal.  Amstel takes just about every imaginable thing in life to the next level.  

Amstel, true to his breed, is pretty much fearless, very determined, and has the demeanor of a prince.   Both he and his grandfather, "Bud" (now deceased and yes they were both named after beers) go absolutely crazy when we cooked bison meat at home. So we, very creatively, imagined that a few hundred years back large packs of howling beagles dotted the Great Plains in pursute of the thundering buffalo herds.  It had to have taken at least 100 of them to take down a single buffalo but as I said they are determined little buggers.  If you have known a beagle this isn't a far stretch of the imagination.  So I digress. 

I recently went on a 4-day trip out of town to Chicago.  Amstel is typically my constant shadow so when I leave he gets the blues.  My fiancee read where leaving a shirt that you've worn for the dog lessens the separation anxiety a bit so we tried it.  She said that he curled up on that shirt every night that I was gone.  She said he became noticably depressed but much easier to handle.  Normally he's a handful.

I came home from the airport at the end of the fourth day and Amstel greeted me at the door with his tail wagging a million miles an hour.  After the initial exuberance a look of disgust quickly flashed across his face.  Where ever I was he came into the room and turned his back to me.  I threw his favorite chew toy, he played with it for roughly 10 seconds and then walked away from it looking angrily over his shoulder at me as if to say, "Hey, I'm supposed to be mad at you". 

We're going into the third week since I came back from my trip and Amstel is, at last, getting back to normal.  He's only shooting my and angry glance every now and then. The bison steaks may've helped but, afterall, that was a small price to pay for finally being forgiven.



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The Kindness of Strangers

Posted on Jun 16th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
My friend and I go on one trip a year to blow off steam and decompress from the last 365 days.  This year, in Chicago, we were astounded by how big the portion sizes were in the restaurants and how much food people wasted!  Most people were leaving at least half of the food that was ordered on the table to be thrown away.

First we discussed how the restaurants should give you the option of choosing to receive half of the standard portion if they would donate the equivilant of the other half to a food shelf for the less fortunate.  

The idea blossomed and morphed from there.  We decided to, "cut out the middle man" and incorporate a new ritual on our annual trips.  We started having our server box up whatever of our meals we thought we couldn't finish and we gave them directly to homeless people on the street.   This little idea ended up being the most rewarding part of our journey this year.

One small act can lessen the worries of someone who might not know where there next meal is coming from.   To see the look of such gratitude in the eyes of someone who doesn't have access to life's basic nessesities was more than enough thanks. 

I urge you all to try this on your next vacation.  You'll be surprised at how good it makes you feel.  Afterall, as the recent economic downturn has made glaringly apparent, with but one simple slip any one of us could be praying for the kindness of strangers. 

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My Great Biking Adventure - Adam Sandler-Style

Posted on Jun 7th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
I rode my bike to work for the first time this season a few days ago.  It was an ideal day.  The weather was perfect, in the low 70's and the sun was shining brightly.  

I work in the downtown area, which means that you have to be both alert and agile on the bike at all times because you never quite know what challenges you will be presented with. 

After a long and taxing day of work I jumped on my modified moutain bike to speed out of downtown.  I rode up the sidewalk to take advantage of a short-cut between two buildings when I suddenly realized that up ahead people were walking side-by-side and blocking my path.  As I jumped off of the sidewalk it felt as though I was riding in two inches of grease!  What I didn't notice was they just had planted grass seed where I rode off and my tires sank about an inch into the mud. 

Luckily, after putting deep ruts in the ground, I was able to keep my balance and get out of the quicksand-like trap.  That's when things got really interesting.  After a few seconds I saw that my knobby mountain bike tires were caked in a thick black mud and, to my dismay, they were flinging it on everything within a 12-15' radius. Cars and business people included.  

This continued for what felt like and eternity.  In hindsight, I realize that the proper thing to do would have been to get off of the bike and walk it but I was way too embarrassed to think about doing that in the heat of the moment.  So I put my head down and pedaled as fast as I could as my tires continued to rain mud. It was like a scene straight out of an Adam Sandler movie.  

When downtown, now I feel like a marked man and hope I haven't aquired too much bad bike karma through this whole incident.  I've given some thought to spray painting my bike a different color.  Maybe next week I'll purchase dry cleaning gift certificates and hand them out randomly to people along my route to try to balance things out.

In any event for the next few weeks anyway I will have to steer clear of that shortcut and I will certainly pay much closer attention to freshly planted grass.  
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Natural

Posted on Jun 5th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
This friend of mine
is so blissed-out
blessed, like a Taoist monk
without at all trying

a balanced being
perfectly beyond
with eyes that see through
making him the wisest
one I know.
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The Amazing Shrinking Automobile

Posted on May 26th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
The green movement is hip right now and all for it.  It's a little humorous to me how all of the big corporations have avoided environmental stewardship as long as they possibly could to join in.  They waited until the precise moment that they collectively realized, "Hey, there's piles of cash to be made off of these tree huggers!".  Like I said before though, the more the merrier. We're all better off for it. 

It seems everything is getting smaller these days, especially cars.  The Smart car, for example, is so incredibly tiny that one would have to shoehorn two bags of groceries into the back.  With a pricetag of nearly $20k, honestly, I'm not sure how smart they are.  After all they rig them to pass U.S. regulations they only get 40-45 miles per gallon, while managing to squeeze out almost twice the MPGs in Europe. I owned a great '86 Honda CRX with a carborated engine that got almost the exact same mileage and could probably have fit a Smart car into its modest hatchback.  

If you remember, just a few years ago big was "in".  Some of the gas guzzling behemoths were just as ridiculous as the tiny cars of today.  Some of these things could've had their own zip code and some certainly had their own mortgage.  For the moment, the pendulum has simply swung in the other direction.  Now it's, "eco-chic" to be driving the absolute smallest vehicle money can buy. 

Humanity just loves to take things to that "next level" it's in our DNA.  I just know that before long you you will see people unfolding minuscule little vehicles from their back pockets and riding them like clown bicycles down the road while wearing solar panel covered helmets.  Like I said before though, it's all good.  

For my next vehicle purchase, which I hope will be a very long time from now, maybe the pedulum will have rested somewhere in the middle.  I'm not picky, something with a backseat and room for our dog will do.  Oh and did I mention that it'll have to have an exotic engine that gets 100mpg and runs on mere tap water? 


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A Trip To The Farmer's Market

Posted on May 25th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
Do you ever have one of those days where you feel as if the world around you is slightly eschewed and people are just a tad bit ornerier and distracted?  Well, yesterday was such a day.  We decided make a trip to the St. Paul Farmer's Market to buy the plants we need to finish our garden.  Keep in mind the trip is a short one, only six miles, but honestly it felt as though we were immersed the Matrix playing Grand Theft Auto.  

On the way there we were nearly side-swiped twice.  In both instances the drivers of the vehicles were oblivious to what was going on around them as they were talking on cell phones.  On the way back someone made a left turn in front of us at a light that had clearly been red for over 30 seconds.  If I had to venture a guess, this particular individual was probably in his eighties with the Orville Reddenbacher style white hair, so I can cut him some slack. 

As a result of this experience we decided that part of the driver's test should be a virtual reality exercise to evaluate a person's ability to multi-task while driving.  The first level would be to see if they can chew gum while operating a vehicle. Somewhere around five levels above the chewing gum test would involve a live cell phone call while driving through a congested urban area.   If unable to pass level five there would be a graphic of a cell phone with a large red, "no symbol" imprinted above it on their license plate.

This would, at the very least, give all others fair warning to give them the right away.  Until then my eyes will be peeled for people using cell phones and Orville Reddenbacher look-a-likes. 
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looking back at 37

Posted on Apr 20th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
 

Sometimes I can't deny

that every so often

I feel as though

my prime is passed


But these thoughts are fleeting,

merely a mistake not worth repeating

as I realize that there are always 

new goals in which to strive for,

so many more fears to slay

before I lay down to rest


life has brought me far

but I know deep within my soul

that in this journey there will soon

be a quickening that will take me

well beyond where I am today


the year past has forged

me strong and sharp,

like Damascus steel,

light playing off its edges


from the long dark night

my ego is shriveled like

a raisin in the sun

yet my soul has emerged unscathed

and ever more hungry


so here I stand before you....humbler,

a little more weathered, a bit wiser

and much more brazen,

with an unfathomable and deep

appreciation of the gift of life

and my time here with you.

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alarm clock dawn

Posted on Apr 20th, 2009 by Eric : Poet/Author/Entreprenuer Eric
   

Focus is hazed as

wing-tip dreams come calling

softly, persistently

those starches seams

of material obsession


trite expressions that seem

to echo so endlessly


I've left it all behind this time

left it all behind in my mind


The alarm clock dawn

methodical  in it's wringing,

starving, stealing time

so stealthily that you hardly notice

until one day you wake up faded,

to a jaded, gaunt and hungry hue.


I've left it all behind this time

left it all behind in my mind


So this is how it feels to be free?

To be set adrift like some Coltrane riff

When need's an endless song


Can't tell you where I'll be tomorrow

I may be drawn back into the

Yawn of the alarm clock dawn

Balance is my only hope to end up

Somewhere in the middle......

......
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