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Got a Text from LJ that she got her baby bib!!! 😃

In food- real food grown with simple, joyful, care and connection to our mother earth and each other- lives the vitality of our nations, our people, our souls.

In food- real food grown with care and connection to our mother earth and each other- lives the vitality of our nations, our people, our souls.


Nepal Test


These photos are the first from Jyamrunz, about 1 month after the initial 7.8 earthquake April 25th.

Dil's wife and son, Madhu and Diwash, walked 2 hours on foot to visit with family, old friends, and neighbors and assess the damage.

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Two months post quake, thanks to your support and Dil's diligence, tremendous progress to rebuild Jyamrunz has been made!

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For me, a slight twinge of accomplishment pulls at my heartstrings when I look at these pictures, but I'm somewhat familiar with these faces (Dil's family) and these places (in Nepal).

What is it like for you?

My wish is for you to feel that you have helped. With everyone's generosity, we have raised over $8,000 USD in credit card donations on giving forward and received nearly $750 USD in cash or checks. All the money (less 7.3% for processing) has not only been wired directly to Dil's bank account, but it has already been spent!

Diligence is an appropriate term to refer to Dil's name and Dil's character. Words cannot explain how altruistic this man is. (Hopefully, the gesture of naming my puppy in honor of him portrays my extreme level of admiration for this hero, Dil Sapkota!)

The money has already been spent because Dil worked diligently to provide shelter for his village before Monsoon season. (Which has arrived this week, creating landslides which prevents all transportation to Jyamrunz :( To get to the village is now a 5-6 hour trek on foot). Dil went out of his way to rent a truck, buy zinc roofs directly from a factory. His efforts are beautifully displayed in the photographs. These roofs provide protected shelter from the fierce rains.

Here is Dil's direct account of the trip:

"The Zink roof (Tin) is the most important support for the families as monsoon is ahead of them that they are building their simple houses. The Zink roof demand is very high at the moment and we do not have enough production. So, I had to go to the factory as could not find zink in the shops and would have taken so long till I get zink sheets but Saturday I took the bus to low land of Nepal (Narayanghat) and able to buy 405 sheets of Rajesh zink and went to the village with truck. As you see on pictures that was so fantastic to see families getting the roofs now.

So far few houses completed and started living, some are half way to finish as they were waiting for roofs and about 17 families are on the process to build. They now need bamboo and woods to complete the building. So, I am giving some cash for that. The next project is to help women who lost their husbands (Windows) who need more then others.
I also collecting few hundred dollars from other people too, so we are supporting for 32 families and some widows."

In all, Dil and his family's dedication on foot, and your support emotionally and financially, has resulted in the following progress to rebuild the village:

  • 9 houses re-constructed (17 building)
  • Tent, tripling, foods & cash distribution on the first stage
  • Zink Roofs for 32 families
  • 23 widows Cash distribution
  • School building construction
  • $300 fund for continued emergency support of village

Thank you all! Dil let me know in our last correspondence that the people of Jymarunz are asking how to honor all our donors: YOU.

For me, the experience of surviving this natural disaster has been transformative to say the least. I feel so soo far away and personally struggle with feeling like I am not doing enough to help. If my mother had not brought me Dil (the pup) a week after returning home, I would have flown right back. Perhaps its the martyrdom in me and I am dealing with that in my own way. Now this precious ball of fur has been dubbed "Statesider" and his unconditional love, and adorable face is therapeutic.

Not an hour passes without me thinking of Nepal. The spellbinding peaks. The smiling people. The tragedy and the resilience. My mind flashes back to grandpa shuddering, crying in the cold dirt moments after the first quake; Eshish, the most brilliant young man (seriously MIT keep your eye on this 16yo) and I discussing politics between aftershocks; Trying to calm the terrified stranger grasping my shoulder and screaming as we huddled in the street downtown Kathmandu during the 6.7. There are magical memories too: Paragliding above Pokhara and feeling safe above the trembling earth for the first time in a week; Manisha's smile as she opened her birthday cards and presents from Lauren, Samed, & me; Indulging in the first protein in 40 days- the excess smoked trout that the german woman downstairs could not sell at the closed market; In the tented sea of 100 nepali neighbors, the man softly sharing jokes making parents chuckle as they swaddle their sleeping babies. Oh the humanness in us all is inspirational!

Sometimes I break down and cry when I am alone- humbled by life itself. Sometimes ebullience explodes in my gut, feeling as though I have been blessed with a second chance in life.

Every breath of my existence is now a breath towards purpose, progress, peace.

My point in writing this is to thank you. Please look at these pictures and know you have helped. Your support has evidently rebuilt a village, but is also helping to rebuild me.

I love you and I appreciate you.

Dhanyabad,

<3 Hallie LouLou

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Wild

THOUGHT CATALOGUE QUOTES FROM WILD

I'm writing now. I'm trying to figure it all out. My own journey this past year. This past two years. My whole life.

Maybe the solution is to stop trying to figure it all out and just let it be.

But if what is there to try for then? Perhaps this is my sudden craze.

Cheryl says this, "how wild it was, to let it be."


Life is time, not money

I just survived one of the largest natural disasters in recent history. If I've learned anything from suriving the Nepal earthquake, hands down in the dirt, surrendering and thanking God for my life and time all over this planet, it's that I value me. I value that I am living. I value life. And all life, is is time. Time to do what you love, and who you love doing what you love with. I will not waste another second dedicating my time to someone or something that does not value me highly enough.

Is this my ego talking? Am I wrong to accept an offer that does not equate with where I was at before? My gut tells me I am proud of myself for telling Bob Levenstein something else has to be considered whether that is redefining the role or meeting me halfway. I am ok without them. I will dedicate my time to something worthy, something I love, for people I love. It may not equate in $$, at least not right away, but money is not everything. My time is everything, and I know how to spend my time, dedicate my time, and earn my time. Time is life and I love living it!

Money is a tool in life, an asset, indispensable, a way to spend your time. It does not change your soul, or that internal clock of how much time you have here.

THE ULTIMATE GUIDE TO CHANGING YOUR LIFE Altucher Confidential


THE ULTIMATE GUIDE TO CHANGING YOUR LIFE

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Ugh, then there are those times when I feel dead inside. I wake up early and swing on the pre-school swingset like a pervert.

The sun rises and instead of being orange and blue and beautiful it’s white and glaring and it’s a terrible terrible sunrise, burning everything inside of me.

Another day.

This is what happens to me when change is being born. At least for me: I’ve never avoided any of these steps.

A) SOMETHING’S MISSING

You don’t know what it is. But it’s like you left something at home. Maybe the stove on. Or a book you were supposed to read. Or a key that opens a door you forgot about.

It’s a bloating. A constipation of life that just won’t get digested until it wears you down, makes it hard to move, forces your face closer to the grind that will kill you.

When I spoke with David Levien he told me about his commute to work. Seeing the people asleep or reading the paper and he felt that sense of being bloated.

The feeling of “Will I fall asleep?"

So on the commute he wrote a page a day of what became a bestselling novel.

Albert Einstein was dying from the rigid eight hour day at the patent office. He was so bored he was even denied his first attempt at getting a promotion.

He would try to dig out the crevices that time had carved into his routine so he could work on his own theories of magic, since the magic of today always becomes the science of tomorrow.

I was told all the time in my 20s, “you have to pay your dues". I was told this by people with some higher rank than me. As if they had paid their dues.

But one man’s rank is another man’s stank.

You pay your dues when you finally come to that realization that something is missing.

That whatever they told you in the past: your religion, your parents, your friends, your bosses – is wrong. Not for them. Since who knows the price of another’s life.

But for you.

The “dues" are when you find your authentic voice. The singing voice that stands out in the world chorus. “Paying the dues" is when you open up that voice to its full range.

When you sing.

B) DESPERATION

I realized something was missing but didn’t know what to do.

I thrashed. I would read books. I would see which people I would want to model myself after. I would study them.

I’d write ideas down each day.

I’d cry because these were the times I was most lonely, when one group was disappearing and another set of friends and colleagues had yet to find me.

Trust that the desperation will go away. You’ll find people to love. You’ll write ideas down every day. I finally learned to be grateful for my desperation. This is the egg that will crack open and give birth to new life.

It’s going to happen many times. Even every day.

Go forth and multiply.

C) TOTAL CONFUSION

When you speak in that authentic voice for the first time, you say words you never said before. Maybe nobody has ever said them. You’re going to scare the people around you.

You’re going to scare yourself. Because people close to you will react.

You might be wrong. When you write the first page of the novel, you can’t possibly know how it will end. When you start a business, not a single person in the world can predict the outcome.

Odeo is always my favorite example. Started by a guy who had built a hundred million dollar company previously. Everyone trusted his idea was good. A platform for podcasting. Huge idea!

Many great investors invested. But no customers. One of his employees started a side project. Sending messages back and forth. He got 10,000 users. A small amount.

The founder offered all of the investors a chance to get their money back. 100% of them accepted. The founder then changed the name of the company to the side project.

All the best investors in the world missed out on investing in Ev Williams’ new project, Twitter.

The world is changing very quickly. In a few years, your 3D printed car (your 3D printed food) will be dropped off at your house maybe every month.

Companies like Coursera and Khan Academy and Udemy will destroy overpriced colleges. AirBnB will end the need for hotels. New technologies in batteries will end our reliance on the pervasive “grid".

There’s no answer. There’s no guru who can say what will happen. I’ve started 20 businesses and watched and cried while 17 of them failed. I’m divorced and have lost two homes. Many friends I love, no longer love me.

When the tide shifts, it’s too hard to figure out what companies will go down with it. I’ve seen many billion dollar companies fail within a matter of weeks or months. The only thing common among all of them: lack of character at the top.

You build character by remaining calm in the confusion.

Sometimes I haven’t been able to do this. One time my mother said to me, “I can’t believe you are my son."

Character is a hard thing to cultivate. At least for me. But it’s possible for everyone. This is also called, “Paying your dues".

D) SELF-SABOTAGE

Two different friends of mine are self-sabotaging themselves right this second in two very different companies.

I can’t tell them because what do I know? But they will do it.

When I was a kid, the world’s record for losing the most amount of money in one day was held by a young man named Ross Perot. If I remember right, in 1969 he lost a billion in a day when the stock market fell.

He said much later, “Most people give up just when they’re about to achieve success. They quit on the one yard line. They give up at the last minute of the game one foot from a winning touchdown."

I didn’t used to believe in self-sabotage. I thought that was an excuse. But now I see how it happens.

You’re so close but you’re afraid to take the chance and disappoint people. You say later, “I was just being honest" or “I couldn’t take the chance".

I self-sabotage myself all the time when I’m afraid to disappoint someone else. Or when I’m not honest about my real feelings and desires I tend to mix them up so badly until it’s all a big mess. Or when I think I don’t deserve the good fortune that I’ve worked for.

Why wouldn’t I think I deserve it? That seems fake. I have no clue. But it’s true. Somewhere deep inside there’s a hole and it can’t be filled except by sabotage.

Recognizing it, noticing it, working around it, is the third step on the path to change.

E) ANXIETY

The other day I had to give a talk. Everyone was smart and successful and knew more than me about the topic of the conference.

What could I teach them? How could I start to get their attention?

A friend of mine is working on a company that has a technology for detecting what part of the country every strand of marijuana comes from. He explained some of the science to me. I mildly misinterpreted it to start my speech.

“Did you know marijuana plant has both a penis and a vagina," I started my talk with. And then explained what I meant. Then related it back to the topic: marketing. People laughed. But I had been afraid.

I died in another talk. Everyone in the audience was very successful. So I gulped down a can of coke but didn’t swallow the coke. Instead I walked on stage and pretended to throw up. Dead silence.

I have to go to a big meeting next week. I am helping a company and maybe millions of dollars are at stake. Will I look too weird? Will I have nothing to say? Will I say the wrong thing?

Anxiety is the doorknob. The doorway leads to change. But you have to open the doorknob first.

F) SOMEONE LISTENS

David Levien wrote his book on his commute. His best friend read it and loved it. Kay Cannon wrote her script on the subway over three years. A studio then made it into a movie.

Einstein slaved away in the patent office and wrote “e=mc squared". A physics journal decided to publish that equation from a third level patent clerk.

Frank McCourt, now a bestselling author, wrote his first book in his 60s. His memoir, Angela’s Ashes. Someone agreed to publish it.

Guess what? 35% of entrepreneurs last year started their first business at the age of 50 or older.

Lisa Gable had never started a company before. At the age of 70 she got disgusted with her falling bra-straps. She made a bra strap that help everything up. Strap-mate, now a multi-million dollar company.

Coolio wrote lyrics every day for 17 years in a row before having a single hit. Someone finally listened. Somehow his voice stopped imitating others and became his own.

At some point you’ve paid the dues and everything begins to pay off. You begin to get that return. People listen. You stood out and everyone hated you but then fight through that and now you begin to have an impact.

G) SLOW DOWN

When you find your voice, slow down. There’s no rush. Out of six billion people, you’re the only one with your voice, your experiences, your ideas, your wisdom. There’s no competition to be you.

Someone once complimented Arthur Rubinstein on his piano playing. He said, “It’s not the piano playing. I handle the notes no better than anyone else does. It’s the pauses – that’s where art resides."

When your change kicks in. This is the moment not to plan for the future, but to find the pauses in the present.

This is what makes or break the person who surfs the world of change. Too often I rushed into the future and fell off the cliff, with all my limbs broken.

I wish I had done this: respect the pause, respect the people around me, respect that I have to write down ideas every day, be grateful that I got to this step.

Gratitude fights the gravity that tries to pull you down and prevent you from taking the next step.

When you slow down, everything lasts longer.

H) EVERYTHING CYCLES

When I follow my own advice, my life changes almost completely every six months.

But often things go really bad. A few months ago, a company I was involved in fell apart. There was corruption. Things got ugly.

I was so disappointed. I didn’t see it coming. I hit a low point. Low points and high points happen in every creature on the planet except in our Facebook feeds.

You have to know in a low point that it’s time to rest a bit. At a high point you act. At a low point you rest.

This doesn’t mean turn on the TV. Turning on the TV turns off the rest of the world.

Do the opposite. Turn on the rest of the world by being with people you love, finding the gratitude that is ALWAYS buried in difficult situations, writing down ideas every day (one in 100 might even be good).

I was at a low point and had a hard time getting out of bed. Until finally I told myself, this is the perfect time to follow my own stories.

And so I did. And then things got better. I wrote 20 things I learned from the experience. I figured out how to turn the death of this psychic murder into the birth of a new life for me.

I) FIND YOUR TEACHERS

When you change, it’s like you’ve walked through a portal and entered a new world.

In this new world, you need teachers to show you the way. You can find your teachers in real life. You can find them through books. You can spy on them and model your life after their examples.

Everything that happens to you, every person you encounter was sent specifically by the mad scientists who created this virtual reality to teach you. Their methods are insidious and not out of the standard textbook so you can’t be fooled. But learn.

Eventually you pass them as you further develop your voice, as the world now becomes something not that you entered but something that you impacted and changed. Now it’s your world and you are the teacher.

J) REPEAT

It never ends.

“Paying your dues" has nothing to do with working hard. It has nothing to do with the failure porn so common right now.

It has everything to do with that terrible white sunrise. The one you didn’t want to happen. The one that wakes you up while everyone else is still asleep.