BURGLARY LAST NIGHT AT PRO FITNESS

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BURGLARY LAST NIGHT AT PRO FITNESS

BURGLARY LAST NIGHT AT PRO FITNESS – January 29, 2014, Miami, FL
An estimated $650 in goods (nutritional supplements, fitness apparel, audio equipment) and $70 in cash was stolen from Pro Fitness at Sunset sometime after closing yesterday night. Sometime just before closing, a rear emergency exit, that always remains locked, was intentionally altered (from the inside) to later allowed said burglar unauthorized entry into the Studio, with the intent to commit a felony. Based on the extreme precision and obvious premeditation with which the crime was executed, there are clear and conclusive indicators that this was “an inside job.” It is with near certainty that the potential suspect is believed to be a regular member of (what Adrain and I have often referred to as) our Pro Fitness Family.

Pro Fitness Front Desk

Who are members of the Pro Fitness Family? They are the people that we see every day; they are the people that we know by name… that you know by name. They are the people whom with we laugh; debate exercise technique & proper nutrition; talk sports, argue politics or simply comment on the weather. Some are the people with whom we’ve shared our deepest secrets and an a few are even ones we’ve cried with. We’ve seen our Pro Fitness Family members, get married and get divorced, bear children and bury loved ones. We’ve witness countless miracles, like the time one of our Pro Fitness Family members was resuscitated at the scene of a deadly car crash—only to be subsequently diagnosed with severe brain damage and only the prognosis of life in vegetive state, being fed through one tube and excreting from another—come walking back into the Studio just one year later! More than that, she came ready to start working out again… right back in the very place where she first began her fitness journey. Over the years, I’ve personally experienced the joy and wonder of working with my clients, while their children grew, from kindergarden to college, right under my nose! These are the relationships that begin, are nurtured and become interwoven into the very fiber of our being (and the fibers of our muscles) and the fabric of our lives. Here, at Pro Fitness at Sunset. These are each and every one of you. You are our Pro Fitness Family.
Detectives have already been interviewing potential witnesses, video footage is under review and a profile of the perpetrator is being compiled. However, when it comes to the value of things in life, the worst damage is not the loss of monetary stuffs (though we do feel a significant pinch from a $720 loss on a day-to-day business perspective); the greater atrocity is the deep sadness and the betrayal of trust inflicted by the ricochet of this incident. Our Pro Fitness Family of friendly neighborhood fitness fanatics is one of the greatest sources of pride and pleasure in our work. It is what keeps us from being beat down, worn out, and drained dry by the vortex of the daily grind; it is what keeps us centered, rooted and inside this enigma that is termed “the fitness industry.”
We have great gratitude and hold universal love for each and every one of our Pro Fitness Family members, and we hope to be a part of this beautiful little anomaly on our planet for a long time to come.
If you have any information that can help us identify and bring to justice the person (or persons) who has broken the unspoken but very tangible bond we all share, think about what your Pro Fitness Family means to you… and then do what you know you must.

May this and every day offer you just what you need in each unfolding moment,
Adrain and Amanda

My Memorial Day Hero

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The Seed:

Facebook Post by a Friend:

Several times I have walked through the crosses at Arlington National Cemetery. There I saw real the names of real men and women. Again I’ve known guys who went to Nam, some who came back alive, others who came back wounded and still other who came back to be placed in a cemetery. This weekend is not just a time for barbecues–though that’s fine. It’s a time for me at least to remember those who served their country and especially those who gave all they could. Freedom, like salvation, is not free. It was purchased at a very high price. Thank God for those who gave it all.

Comment:

Just a gentle reminder: It’s called Memorial Day… not Barbecue Day.

The Epiphany:

I am reminded

Stanton Ritter, my Dad,

is and always will be

MY HERO!

I hope you will enjoy this video, that was also part of this Ephemeral Epiphany,

as a tribute to you and all those we honor on Memorial Day

I am reminded… of a very special and deep gratitude I had not drawn a connection to until this very moment. The Grace of God brought one particular man back form Vietnam alive. A HERO to his country, he continues to honor this title throughout his life synonymously and simply as “the man.” The actions of this man, which he would claim as “ordinary,” have made the lives of so many others anything but.

After his return to “civilian” life, he took on the title and role of “DAD” to a little three-year old girl —raising her as his own— when he vowed to become the husband of that little girl’s mother. As she grew into and through her adulthood, “the man” gave that little girl everything he could, in whatever way he knew how.

Eventually, his wife bore him a son of his own. He was humbly satisfied to see his boy grow into a fine upstanding man. He beamed with nostalgia and a sense of fulfillment when son married a beautiful, brilliant young woman that any parent would joyously call daughter-in-law.

Yet, as each of us has some “skeleton in the closet” (or perhaps even an “elephant in the room”) at some point in our life, “the man,” with his skeleton, marked him no less of A HERO. In fact, I say, in the end, it made him more so.

I would further venture to guess that much of the younger human demographic, exists with the unspoken assumption that via travel along the chronological variable (one of many) by which we quantify and measure our life, it is granted that the eventual arrival at some arbitrary marker on this time line will serve to label a pigeon-hole we like to call “our golden years.” This will be the time when we sit back, rest on our laurels and enjoy the fruits harvested from our labor.

Not so for this Hero. As what should have, by (all aforementioned and so-called) rights, marked the beginning of the man’s “golden years;” instead, made demand for a complete reevaluation of his life. Some of which, likely included a reexamination of some of the darkest years of his younger-days.

Ipso facto, he set out to begin The Hero’s Journey once again. If you ask him, he may tell you it was the hardest thing he has ever done… harder maybe even than surviving Vietnam.

Regardless of the causes or the reasons: blame it on Vietnam, blame it not wanting to feel any pain, blame it on the very blood that runs through his veins; it doesn’t matter. The man set out for battle once again. This time however, the Draft was not mandated by some human-governmental-authority. It was a Draft dictated by the only true authority, that of The Supreme Universal Divine Creative Force. This time the risk was not one of ENTERING a war zone, but rather one of ESCAPING… and the only route out was narrowing rapidly. This was the most dangerous war zone in all eternity; this was the war zone that exists only within The Self. It was a covert operation that had perpetuated unchecked for decades, long after Vietnam had nearly been forgotten. It was the Battle of Alcoholism in the War of Addiction. Those who know, will understand this: Paradoxically, the only ESCAPE is through finding one’s way to the road called Surrender. It is by traveling this road that one is lead to refuge and eventually a to place of peace. The finally irony perhaps, is there IS Victory in this war of The Self. Yet is is a Victory that requires constant vigilance and can only be maintained “One Day At A Time.”

In the meantime…
While “the man” was deep in the battle trenches of Recovery…
It just so happened that the man’s son and daughter-in-law were busy bearing and beginning to raise their firstborn child.
Last year the man, The Hero, and his long-suffering wife bravely set out to move nearly 1500 miles from (the comfort zone of) the town the man had called home for nearly his entire empirical life.

Why?
Because it is his nature.
Now sober and LIVING in Recovery, it was time for the man to “carry on” and continue to fill his Hero’s role
…only this time he came to become A HERO for a new little girl.
Surely, she is his pride, his joy, his reason.
She is the man’s Grand-Daughter.

So as the cycle completes, it must begin again.
Many people get second a chance in this life,
but not many of them will rise up again to hark the Hero’s call.
A true Hero is compelled to answer this beckoning.
For there is nothing else for the man to do.
It is his nature.

So what happened to the little girl he had called daughter for the last forty years?

That little girl grew up to be a fine woman too. Yes, she had her struggles and demons along the way, and …like most of us… she still has a few. She didn’t come by her accomplishments easy…
She passed through a few illness & hospitalization, addiction & institutionalization, crime & jails, before arriving where she stands today.

Yet through it all, across the thousands of miles and decades of time, her DAD, her HERO was always there for her. He reached out to help her up when she fell down and supported her along every endeavor she made towards success when she was standing.

Not despite, but because of, the lessons learned from her struggles and demons …and the stewardship of “the man” while she was learning those hard lessons… she collected many of critical pieces of the puzzle she would (and still will) need in order to fulfill her own purpose in this life.

Over the last decade she has attended a prestigious university, from which she holds multiple undergraduate and a graduate degree (across the fields of human health and performance) in science and education. At the same time she opened* and continues to operate and grow her successful business. In which she knows she has found the hub of her purpose:

Helping Others.
Continually helping others, and especially herself in and by…
Achieving heath & wellness through a balance of
the physical,
the mental and
the spiritual
components of
The Self.

Allowing the Soul to Align with the Spirit through letting go.
The ability to let go of judgement of Self both to others and of others,
The ability to let go of comparison of Self both to others and of others,
The ability to let go of always needing know why.

*The Little Girl, all grown-up, was able to open her business (in full vision), because of her Dad’s initial financial investment as well as in his belief in her ability to succeed. Jesus was quoted to have said, “I can of mine own self do nothing” (John 5:30); hence she was blessed to be able to recruit the help of many others. First and foremost, her Creator, without which she would not have her primariy domestic-relationship and business partner of over eighteen years…

Unfortunately, this particular story is not about him.

Only by grace…

Now, and once again, I must say: “ONLY BY THE GRACE OF THE DIVINE.”
There is not a single doubt in my mind, that the man in this story was carried home from Vietnam by his Guardian Angels.
I am also of the firm belief that even though he had fulfilled his calling in that no-less-important-and-heroic role in Vietnam, he had to be returned.

Why? Because—as surely as he could not have imagined the work he had yet ahead of him in this life—he still had many-a-grand-and-new-heroic purpose to serve..

I hope this man knows

just as surely today, as he could not have known then

that Stanton Ritter, my Dad, is and always will be

MY HERO!

I hope you will enjoy this video that was also part of this Ephemeral Epiphany,

as a tribute to you and all those we honor on Memorial Day

You don’t have to be Catholic to get excited about Francis

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The Seed:

Facebook Post by a Friend:

habemus papam; white smoke, actually whitish, comes out of the roof and bells toll out loud; a new leader of the Catholic Church has been elected…so what?

Today’s  Quote:

I don’t like that man. I must get to know him better.

~Abraham Lincoln

Witnessing true Catholic faith through a dear friend, by the Divinity of her everyday actions.

I have known her and her family for nearly a decade. I have watched her be a faithful, loving & supporting wife to her husband; raise four amazing children with all the holy love a mother can; come to know the loving parents by whom she herself was raised and taught the values by which she lives; seen her walk in stride (from learning that she grew her own vegetables to save money when she & her husband were struggling to make ends meet and fresh out of college) meeting her at the height of  a gain of worldly riches through honest hard work; seeing her after the loss much of those worldly riches with the collapse of the economy circa 2009 and knowing she fell ill and was all but bed ridden for the following year; evidenced that she still picked herself up by sheer strength of faith & will to move forward.

Through all that (and surely even more than what I know) she is the same down to earth, selfless, inspiring person today as she was when I first met her.

External circumstances change, her faith never has.

The Epiphany:

Comment on the seed planted by the Facebook Post by a Friend…

I am far from Catholic. Therefore, I have no opinion on or real interest in who holds the title of Pope. However, in response to the last line of the Facebook Post by a Friend:“…so what?”
My immediate thought was, ‘That’s not very nice… but this is still a country with freedom of speech. We are blessed with the ability form any opinion we chose and the freedom publicly express said opinion in just about any venue of our choosing.’ Therefore, the impetus to share this immediate thought was nothing more than an internal and fleeting annoyance. So, on I went with my day…
☥ First, I began with my usual habit of reading some motivational quote or meditation before I really get going…

Today’s Quote:

“I don’t like that man. I must get to know him better.” ~Abraham Lincoln

☥ Next, I replied to a text, from my friend of the Catholic faithconfirming plans to meet for coffee. Being who she is, I congratulated her on the election of the new Pope, ‘Pope Francis I’ (as of next Tuesday).
☥ Suddenly, I felt a little button pushed that I didn’t even know I had!
So… here comes the fallout after the ‘Push of The Button.’

On the Facebook Post by a Friend:

I’m sure you’ve gotten a barrage of back-fire from others already, since you posted those to little words: “…so what?”
Nevertheless, I would like to put my own ‘Comment’ on your ‘Post’ into context, by clarifying what I inferred from your  “…so what?”
To me, “…so what?” ≈  “…who cares?” ≈  “…what difference does it make?”
In taking liberty that my inference is correct, inspired by my friend’s active faith in Catholicism and the words of Abraham Lincoln….
I said, “So what? I must get to know him better.”
I know very little the Jesuits, other than witnessing the conduct/actions/deeds of one Jesuit Graduate, Dr. Joseph Signorile. In knowing him, I concluded one must need to be…
•a real smarty,
•very disciplined,
•extremely benevolent and
•full of Divine serenity
…to make it through a Jesuit school/seminary.
(Dr. Joseph Signorile was my professor for about 75% of my Ex-Phys. courses. I have gained a great respect and admiration for him, over the years of learning from him in both my Graduate and Undergraduate studies at the University of Miami.)

As to the new Pope, I got “to know him better.” These media tidbits caught my attention:

By choosing a name no pope had chosen before, he may be signaling an era of rebirth for a church troubled by corruption and a sexual abuse crisis.

Francis… the first Jesuit… the first man in the modern era from outside Europe to lead the Roman Catholic Church… known [to prize] compassion, humility and simplicity — so much that he gave up his chauffeur in Argentina and took the bus to work… would represent more of a break from the past than the image of yet another elderly man standing on the Vatican balcony.

His official biographer has said that Francis has both keen political instincts and self-effacing humility, and that he would encourage a kind of shoe-leather evangelism within the church. He is known to walk the streets of Buenos Aires to talk to the people:
“Jesus teaches us another way: Go out. Go out and share your testimony, go out and interact with your brothers, go out and share, go out and ask. Become the word in body as well as spirit.”
…he often hid people on church property during the regime years [in Argentina] and once gave his own identity papers to a man to help him get out of the country.
…“We have to avoid the spiritual sickness of a self-referential church,” the new pope said before the conclave. …“It’s true that when you get out into the street, as happens to every man and woman, there can be accidents. However, if the church remains closed in on itself, self-referential, it gets old. Between a church that suffers accidents in the street, and a church that’s sick because it’s self-referential, I have no doubts about preferring the former.”
[As Pope Francis,] he also expected to become the first pope in more than 600 years to meet his predecessor.

Just my ramblings…

no malice…

only the intention of sharing…

from The Source of Pure Love & Light Within!

EM HOTEP!

March’s New Moon: A Miraculous Cosmic Alignment

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New Moon
Monday
March 11, 2013
3:52 PM (EDT)

Ideal Opportunity for New Beginnings!

New Moon 3.2013

Moon Configurations:
Moon in Pisces
Moon and Chiron in Conjunction

MOON = Feelings
PISCES = Intuiting
CHIRON = Healing

10 Celestial Elements are Water
Water = Feelings

10 Celestial Modes are Mutable
Mutable = Harmonious

Moon Conjunction Chiron =
Blending Healing Feelings

Venus Conjunction Chiron =
Blending Healing Attraction

Sun Conjunction Chiron =
Blending Healing Energy

Saturn Trine Chiron =
Flowing Healing Boundaries

Pluto Sextile Chiron =
Flowing Healing Transformation

Pluto Sextile Saturn =
Flowing Transformation Boundaries

Uranus Conjunction Mars =
Blending Desires Breakthrough

Chart for Miami, FL

Miracula Aeternitatis

Quod fuit est sicut quod erit
Et quod erit est sicut quod fuit
Quod fuit ad perpetranda
Miracula aeternitatis

Quod superius est sicut quod inferius
Ad perpetranda miracula

Quod inferius est sicut quod superius
Ad perpetranda miracula

-from Cirque du Soleil, Dralion

Venus—The Many Names of Beauty

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Venus

Venus—The Many Names of Beauty

Source: nasa.gov via Amanda on Pinterest

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Named in Honor of The Roman Goddess, and personifying The Feminine Divine, Beauty and Love. Her significance throughout the history of humanity would fill volumes. (As a Librian, She is also my Ruling Planet; just as She is to Taurans.)

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Some of the many Names of Venus throughout history, just may surprise you!
Jesus, Horus, Lucifer, Josef and Prometheus! Certainly however, She has been more kindly accepted as Ishtar, Kileken, TaiPei, Sukra, Tioumoutiri /Ouaiti (Hathor/Isis), Noga, Helel, and Phosphorus/Hesperus (Aphrodite/Venus) and more!
Additional details about some of her more ancient associations are noted below:
♀ Sumeria/Babylonia—”Dil-bat in Akkadia” = The Star of Ishtar
♀ Maasai—”Kileken”
♀ China—”Tai Pei” = The Beautiful White One
♀ Jyotitvida (Hindu)—”Sukra” = Clear/Pure/Brightness in Sanskrit; associated with Indriani, Queen of The Gods & Indra as Over-Ruler; symbolized by the gemstone Diamond
♀ Egypt—Interepreted as two separate visible bodies “Tioumoutiri” just before sunrise & “Ouaiti” just before sunset; later associated with the duality of Isis & Hathor in the Dynastic eras; with the understanding of Venus as one Celestial Body, She retained her association with Hathor, while Sirius became Isis
♀ Hebrew—”Noga (Planet) /Helel (Archangel)/Ayeleth-ha-Shakhar/Kochav-ha-‘Erev” = shining/bright/deer of the dawn/star of the evening (consecutively)
♀ Greece—Similar to the Egyptians, the morning “Phosphorus” & evening “Hesperus”; with the same later discovery the Greeks retained her morning assoication with the name of her counterpart, Aphrodite (Phoenician Astarte)
♀ Rome—(of course) Honored Her with the name of by which we know Her today.
♀ Australia—”Barnumbirr” = The Creator Spirit that “Sang” The World to Life; in the early hours before dawn, she draws behind her a rope of light attached to the Earth (i.e. The Sun); the aboriginal Yongu still honor this legendary part of their culture today.
♀ The Maya—”Chak Ek” = The Great Star; She was their most observed & important celestial body
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Finally… “What about Venus & The Pentacle (not Pentagram)?”
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That’s another blog, for another day…