My Experience at Celebrate Your Life 2008

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

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This past weekend was one of the most profound of my life. My wife and I went to the Celebrate Your Life conference in Chicago, Illinois. Be...
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Before I go into what happened the rest of Friday evening, let me give you some background on how I first became familiar with the world...
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Though we received much spiritual food, by this time we were quite hungry, so headed to one of my favorite restaurants to visit when I'm...
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I slept fairly well on Friday night. The hotel alarm clock woke me at about 7am on Saturday morning. It had one of the most interesting tone...

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Getting back to Saturday morning, each author came out to a standing ovation. I was somewhat familiar with Debbie Ford (I bought her book, ...

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I didn't quite have the guts to go up to Neale and say anything at that moment, so headed back up to our hotel room, happy with the pics...

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Getting back to the present day, Dannion entered the workshop room at right around 11:30am. He was, indeed, the man I saw the night before o...

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With my wife hanging out with her sister, I would have to eat lunch on my own. Lunches were included with the price of the conference, so I ...

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The doors to most of the workshops opened about a half hour before the session was to start. I made sure I got to Neale's meeting about ...
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I next headed out to the lobby where Neale would be signing his books. I hadn't brought any of his works with me from Minnesota (I wasn...

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You could feel the excitement growing as 8 o'clock got closer. The red-headed lady was singing up front again as the magic hour fast app...

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My wife and I discussed the distorted pics I had taken of James with a couple female attendees nearby before heading back to our room. We we...

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I walked swiftly to the 10:30am workshop with Neale. The subject was, "Finding Right Work, Creating Right Relationship". I was ple...

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And now it was time to talk to God. Neale asked for questions and a number of hands went up. One lady asked if God had anything to say to he...

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About 10 minutes to noon, Neale asked us to look at the question we had asked God. Then a short meditation was done during which Neale said ...
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Well, as Dubya said in 2003, Mission Accomplished. After meeting Neale, I could now die a happy man (whatever that means). My wife was quite...

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My wife asked to go in front of me since she was getting really tired of standing and starting to sweat quite profusely. She was directed to...
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I looked over at where my wife was having her reading and saw that she was putting her socks and shoes back on. She walked over to me and ea...

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One of the final questions asked served as a worthy conclusion to the weekend. A black woman said she had heard Marianne on the radio some t...
Monday, June 2, 2008

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Before leaving town, we stopped to pick up some gas. I filled the tank while my wife went inside to pay. I took a close look at some of the ...
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My parents told me I was born in Wiesbaden, Germany in November of 1970 (I'll have to take their word for it since I don't recall). My father was in the Air Force back then and was in a number of altercations as opposed to yours truly who's a bit of a sissy boy. In 1973, we returned to the States (I don't recall this, either) and lived in Minnesota. I had a good childhood. Like most boys my age, I was a huge Star Wars fan. My teenage years were rough, especially after my mom divorced my father in 1984. I was quite a late bloomer and didn't even have a first date until I was 22. I've lived in Rochester with my life partner for more than a decade and quite enjoy it. My favorite restaurant is Friday's. I've no kids and am not sure if I will have any in this lifetime. I'd probably be more inclined to do so if it were possible for children to remember the day they were born so they didn't just have to take their parents' word for it.
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