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My Personal "Badwater"
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March 09.10
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Mann
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Today‘s email from Frank invited us to share our own personal Badwater-type challenge that we would like to make public. That coincides nicely with a challenge and goal I had already publicly committed to achieving by July 31, 2010 (same month as the the real Badwater). It‘s about creating my own successful Internet business, which for me is a tremendous challenge because I have never done anything like this before. Since February 1, I have been blogging daily about this project and if you‘re interested you can read it at http://www.26WeeksToFreedom.com. Renewing that commitment here takes on extra meaning, since I know how serious Frank is about the importance of fulfilling your commitments. Frank, thank you for this opportunity and thank you for inspiring us to always do our best. I‘ll be following your training progress and the Badwater event with great interest!
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love your book
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February 04.10
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Your book was amazing! I saw you tonight with my grandma at the AACY organization and I really like your book
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| | | | |  | | | | REPLY | | | | | Posted February 08.10 | By Frank McKinney | | | | | Clare, I enjoyed meeting you, and I am so glad you liked my book! What your grandmother does with AACY is amazing!
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Posted
November 12.09
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Frank McKinney | Your Walking-To-School Stories
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A tippity-tap life
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October 27.09
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I have so thoroughly enjoyed reading The Tap. I am only halfway through and plan on reading it again - that is if I can, since I have so many notes in the margins it is getting pretty hard to read!
I have always tried lead my life alert for opportunities to do for others. No reason - or perhaps too many to explain - Just because.
There have been times when the Taps have been "cosmic mallets" descending from the sky to hit me on the head and leading to large Tap projects, but mostly I have found myself leading more of a Tippity-tap life. Just going along with a watchful eye for opportunities to do simple but meaningful things for others such as unexpected compliments, eye-contact with a thank-you, a good word to a supervisor or boss when given good service by an employee, volunteer work, and so on.
What I find more difficult, and what I work on daily, is the opposite of Taps, it‘s Pats. Pats are the many times I have to metaphorically Pat myself on the arm - or sometimes slap myself upside the head - to remember to not criticize, judge or be impatient with others. It‘s one thing to hold a door for someone - or found a program to help underprivileged kids go to college - but what good is it if I turn around and judge another for not living up to my standards? Tricky stuff.
Since the age of 21, my conscious commitment has been to leave this life, whenever that may be, with a soul far more evolved and closer to the ideal than it was when I got here. I have certainly had my challenges and have felt abandoned, but I have never forgotten my promise. Its what keeps me Tippity-tapping along.
Grace and joy to all,
Cynthia
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| | | | | | | | | REPLY | | | | | Posted October 31.09 | By Frank McKinney | | | | | Cynthia,
I love the reverse concept of your "Pats." You are so correct in saying we won‘t feel the full effect of our life‘s great "Tap Moments" if we can‘t live our complete life alligned with patience and compassion. I really enjoyed your perspective!
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some possible help
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Posted
October 27.09
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Hi Ann,
As a fellow chronic migraine sufferer for 34 years, I have some info that might help you, two thoughts actually. If you like you can contact me at cynthia@sopris.net.
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| | | | | | | | | REPLY | | | | | Posted October 31.09 | By Frank McKinney | | | | | Thank you for extending a helping hand Cynthia. That is wht living a tapped life is all about.
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Please read Booby‘s Important Tap Moments below
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Posted
October 12.09
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Bobby,
Raw and magnificent. Thank you so much for sharing! Everyone who visits this site MUST read Bobby‘s litany of "Tap Moments."
Please read and repeat two very important sharings:
Bobby,
Raw and magnificent. Thank you so much Bobby for sharing! Everyone whop visits this site MUST read Bobby‘s litany of "Tap Moments."
Please read and repeat two very important sharings:
Tap #1: That’s when I began to see God work through others. It was like a breath, a touch, yeah a “tap.” I began to know myself better.
Tap #2 (my favorite)- Give as much as I know of myself, to as much of God as I know
Very inspiring!
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Time for Surrender
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Posted
October 03.09
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Time for Surrender:
In order to feel God’s tap I needed to take myself down to the mat. Decades of self–seeking motives would culminate in a personal flame out. Along the way I performed good deeds and works for people. I generally believed I was earning favor with man, and a supreme being; if in fact one existed. As for God, I just didn’t know Him. I was convinced there was something infinitely larger than us and rationalized that science would one day soon sort it all out. As for personal relationships, I perceived a large number of people to be my friends. As for intimate relationships, I was committed to a point and then would push away when the layers of my character veneer were stripped away.
Tap #1- The “Smack down”- God got my attention
In 2002 my second marriage of 18 years was coming to an end. Material treasures were being taken from me. (like they were mine to begin with) After one last frantic and manic attempt to save my worldly idols I would sink into the darkest night of my soul. I had known deep depression twice before in my life. This time after two hospital admissions I moved to my parents home for a 2-month stay. At first I felt a stranger to my mom and stepfather. I’m sure they felt the same. We would have to renew our relationship, then our love for each other. I quickly learned that without my family, life is very lonely. I was fragile, raw and vulnerable. Later, I would see that this brokenness presented me soft and pliable, just the way God wanted it.
Allow me to fill in a few points: I’ll quickly get back on topic:
A.A. of else! That was in essence the alternative given to me by my x-wife. I had experienced a long period (7 years) of non-drinking but gave abstinence up when I sold my business in 1999. The idol time created by semi retirement didn’t help my mindset. I mistakenly thought I was “cured” and could drink socially again. Looking back to that time in 2002, I was moving from a social drinker to a moderate (sometimes heavy) drinker. This time in 2002 I knew I needed something more that willpower to escape the increasing bondage of alcohol.
Tap #2- This is not the Four Seasons!
It was after two years of abstinence from drinking that I would find myself in a Chicago hospital. I like to describe my mindset at the time as being “stark raving sober!” I was locked in from the outside and not in charge of the facility! Didn’t they know who I was?! Like the Scan Button on a radio the negative voice in my head would briefly stop and playback one failure, and then go on to the next failure. The cycle continued through several issues and then it would start over, and over. This sequence would repeat as a continual loop of despair in my head. I could not turn it off. Finally, sleep would come fitfully. I hated the light of dawn. What would I do each new day? I had no purpose nor did I feel any purpose would come.
Many who read such thoughts might be inclined to say, “Just snap out of it,” “think positive thoughts,” “just do it!” etc. From my experience any self-directed thinking is futile when gripped by the dread of severe depression. I would later learn that this intense weariness of pain was really caused by the weariness of self-seeking pleasure.
TAP #3- God threw me a life preserver- Now the taps were less forceful- It was time to seek Him. After a slow crawl back to sanity I realized the program of A.A. was for me the only real source of a spiritual beginning and new way of life. I had a great therapist and she provided me with volumes of literature and real practical advice that I could apply. I had a good doctor who prescribed medication that would help restore my emotional balance. I took his advice and stopped playing doctor. No more self-medicating with alcohol, caffeine or adrenaline. No longer did I need to buy things I had no need for. Not as if I had a choice. I had no credit!
Tap #4- Breaking the chains of selfishness- Intense work with others- For some reason when I shared my story with others they wanted to have me guide them through the 12 steps of Alcoholics Anonymous. That’s when I began to see God work through others. It was like a breath, a touch, yeah a “tap.” I began to know myself better.
Tap #5- Give as much as I know of myself, to as much of God as I know- Now as the taps become ever so subtle, I needed to be really quiet in myself. Sanity had returned and I felt calmness like never before. The temptation was to try and restore what I had “lost.” I wanted a girlfriend because I was lonely. Was I ready for a girlfriend? No! Did I need to find that out for myself? Yes, but I still felt lonely. I was looking horizontally for the answers rather than upward to God. In October of 2006 I was invited to Calvary Chapel in Fort Lauderdale. That was the first night I ever that I wanted to go to church. I gave my life to Jesus Christ and it was then that God showed up in a big way. I studied and continue to study with a voracious hunger so that I could understand better in my head what I wanted to believe in my heart. My self-examinations have taught me more about myself so that I may know more of God. It’s a spiritual muscle that I needed to exercise each day.
Tap #6- I had to “move it-move it!”- I had nothing to do for a large chunk of my day and wanted to get busy doing something. A few friends told me that I should volunteer as a tutor for kids. I was very apprehensive. I was a businessman not a babysitter. Nonetheless, something touched me to go ahead and try it. I went to a small child development center in town for what was an open house. There I was with what seemed to be 100 women from the Junior League. I was scared; not of the children but of the women in the Junior League. What was it like?” It was like the time I walked in a women’s room by mistake in Newark Airport! Anyhow, that’s another story. I read to a little girl named Banessa. She asked me if I would come back the next day and help with homework. That was the “hook.” It took the urging of a 7 year old child to lead me to what is now the major part of my weekdays. No longer a volunteer I joined the staff at our local Boys and Girls Club 2 years ago and have experienced the many taps along the way.
Tap: PROGRAM OF ACTION: Faith without works is . . .My one ministry today is based upon mentoring children ages 6-16 in our community through reading and math programs, social and arts programs. The other ministry is bringing hope to those in our community who are suffering from the chains of alcohol, drugs, sex and some but not all rock and roll. Seriously, the fabric of our society is wearing thin and our epidemic emptiness needs to be filled. The recent economic meltdown has certainly demonstrated the consequence of our over consumption. But of course I hope one over consumer buys Franks “Acqua Liana”!
Being a Christian and bringing people to Christ is now my passion, my commitment to Him must be at the forefront of everything I do. The relationship of idols and the emotions that enveloped me has been replaced with the relationship with God. I read voraciously and explore critical thinking in a way I never expected. Many thanks have to go to Calvary Chapel, Pastors Bob Coy, Charlie Halleran, Mike Rust, Bernard King, Geoff Buck and many others. I am forever grateful to Ravi Zacharius International Ministries especially Stuart McAllister for their intense nine month Apologetics course. I truly have been given a new pair of glasses.
*1Peter 3:15 – But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts and always be ready to give a defense to everyone who asks you a reason for the hope that is within you, with meekness a fear. This Bible verse comes to mind whenever I come in contact with others. Believe me, people who knew me know I am different, those that meet me sense that I am different (in a good way) And, for the first time in my life I’m comfortable in my own skin.
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One of my Tap Moments
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Posted
September 18.09
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One of my greatest tap moments was when I attented real estate school where the instructor spoke to the class about spec homes which I knew nothing of at the time. He then showed us a cover of Frank McKinney‘s book: Making It Big! whom I had never heard of before. So, because of Mr. McKinney‘s distinct look and the title of the book I was intrigued to get a copy. As I was reading the book I found that Mr. McKinney was greatly involved in he building of homes in my native country, Haiti. I continued with the pursuit of this new discovery. In the meantime, my church came up with a building project for Haiti which will be soon in the future. My Pastors had been looking for someone with integrity who has already worked in Haiti to help them with the project. I immediately informed them of Mr. McKinney, his work, and his investments in Haiti. Currently, my church is looking to partner up with Caring House International for the development of this coming project. For this reason, I am thankful to God for the fact that when I was seeking to better myself through education of real estate, He had something greater in mind, the building of his people and his country Haiti.
Thank you Mr. McKinney for being a channel of God‘s blessings.
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Posted
June 15.09
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We just finished reading The Tap which is truly another wonderful and powerful book! There have
been many times during our lives where we felt things just seem to fall into place, and then there are times when we feel nothing seems to be going right. After reading The Tap, we‘ve come to realize that in both scenarios, these are Tap moments. Lately, Jenn and I have been feeling more of the challenges instead of the "falling into place"
scenario. Because of your book, instead of complaining, or feeling sorry for ourselves, we have been reminding each other that this is a Tap moment and that we need to focus on what that Tap is, instead of focusing on the challenges. This really gives us a brighter outlook in our lives.
One of the biggest inspirations we received from The Tap is to make a difference in the Philippines where we are from. Several years ago, Jennifer went to the Philippines for an exposure trip. The Philippines has a very high poverty rate which she witnessed first hand by visiting the areas stricken by poverty. One in particular was a town called Payatas. Payatas is basically a huge garbage dump where families actually live in and children pick through the garbage hoping to find recyclable items they can sell to make some money. While reading The Tap, Payatas and the Philippines kept popping into our heads. After experiencing Haiti (which we will always continue to support and raise donations for), and the model of creating self sustaining villages, we have made it one of our life goals to create a similar program in the Philippines.
I just wanted to personally thank you for your inspiring books. It‘s books like yours that I feel make truly life changing moments in people‘s lives! I know it does for ours. Thank you Frank!
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| | | | | | | | | REPLY | | | | | Posted June 30.09 | By Frank McKinney | | | | | Jenn & Mike, You have been a significant "tap moment" to more people than you will ever know. I am here to assist you in realizing your "tap" dreams in the Philippines. Frank
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The moment i was tapped
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Posted
May 25.09
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As a youngster I grew up in Delray Beach.My family moved from Australia when my Uncle won the tennis grandslam.We settled in Delray where i watched my father build the tennis field of dreams.Lavers racquet club was to become the largest and most premiere club in the world.August 2nd 1985 my father and I flew Delta flight 191 from fort lauderdale to Dallas texas.We never made it.Ian Laver along with 204 other souls lost there life.I l somehow made it along with twelve other survivors.The next years were filled with a boy living recklessly from one moment to another.Never stopping to plan my life always living for the moment because I believed it could all be gone in an instant.My professional tennis career failed .One moment I was beating top 20 in the world and the next tournament I would break five racquets and lose to a club player.The bar was my friend as it helped me tell stupid stories and forget my scary past.Living up to the Laver name in Delray was futile.What I now know I needed was god.The millions dissapeared naturally as all the bad habits accumalated to leave a talented young man a hopeless has been at the ripe age of 25. I fought back and put together some money by coaching some of the best players in the world.Ironically I could teach what I personally could not do as a player. Corky Diamond a developer from Delray said Richard consider realestate it might be a creative career for you.I listened and got my license.Little by little I got my life back.He mentioned a guy name Frank who was creating dreams on the beach.I watched in awe from my new home in California.Two weeks ago I was tapped.I knew in an instant what was missing at 36 and preventing the best life for me.It was god .It was the habits Frank talked about.A wave of guilt came over me and then I made a prayer.I knew god was calling my spirit.He said I DID NOT SAVE YOU for you to live such a selfish life.My habits of smoking ,drinking and many others seemed to be lifted.I feel the time has come for the lord to use my life for his glory not mine.I am the real million little pieces man.Frank Mckinney talks about from Luke much will be entrusted.Well I have had success but much more was not entrusted due to my unwillingness to live life of responsibility and commitment.God has gifted me a second chance he has gifted me a heart full of love ,he has gifted me the mind of a developer.I must give him the return on his investment by living a full life of good not sin.Today is memorial day and many around this worls are suffering financially and emotionally.Thankyou Mr. Mckinney for giving the hope to so many that there are some meeting the call.You are touching lives globally and the proof is in the pudding as you lead by EXAMPLE. I am called to give to your foundation .I am also called to give to this guy in Cali who gives a pair of shoes to the needy in Argentina.Every pair he sells he matches it with a free pair .I own one of the biggest trashout REO companies in Southern California.Today I am inspired to start a new venture.The company will be called Love field real estate ventures.Love field is exactly the name of the field Delta 191 crashed all those years ago.I hope to be a big success for god in the hope that he blesses my company and my gifts to the two chosen foundations.Thankyou for reading this message Sincerely Richard Laver
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The Traveling Tap!
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Posted
May 04.09
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When the opportunity presented itself to go to Acqua Liana my first thought was forget it. I really cannot afford to travel at this time. All day long a nagging voice kept hauting me telling me to "just do it". I gave in to my little voice and booked a flight arriving the day before the event. I had no idea where I was going to stay but arrived in Palm Beach and decided to stay close to the airport as it was going to be a short trip. I called Courtyard by Marriott and booked in for two nights. I had carted all my books with me to have them signed as gifts for others. My first tap moment occurred when I met Michael an employee of the Marriott who was kind and gracious and told me his story of arriving at Palm Beach on a greyhound with
$180 in his pocket and how he worked at a convenience store where the manager of the Marriott came in daily and liked his attitude and offered him a job. I later found out that Michael received one of seven awards for the entire Marriott company. I promised him a copy of Make It Big! He said, wow you would really do that for me. I laughed and said sure why not. The staff was wonderful and helped me arrange a car to the event for the next day. Now I head into City Center to get some food. I find a great restaurant and eat and then begin to explore the town. I land at a bar even though I haven‘t drank in a year and sit down to watch the Cafe Opa events. I decide to treat myself to a glass of wine and begin a conversation with an elderly lady who turns out to have worked for Donald Trump for years. We chat and I tell her I once went to his birthday party where he gave out photos of himself as gifts. She comments that she would love one and I tell her give me your address and I will send you mine as I could care less. She can‘t believe I would give it to her and asks me if I am real. I laugh and say sure and she gives me the address. I wake up the morning of the event remembering why I don‘t drink wine anymore and go out by the pool. A woman is there with her two daughters and we strike a conversation. I tell her about my quest to help the Jamaican youth and we talk for quite a while. I also tell her I wish I had skipped the Pinot Grigio the night before and she gives me great get over it advice. Her daughters are readers and I decide I will give them a copy of Dead Fred for her kindness. When I return to the pool she is gone. Now I go upstairs and get ready and get in the elevator to leave. The door opens and there is the woman and her two daughters. I laugh and dig out the book for them and tell her I went looking for her earlier to give it to them. She thanks me kindly. Now all of us are outside while I wait for my car and her the airport shuttle.
I tell her what an incredible book The Tap is and she says she will get one for sure. She then proceeds to tell me she was in a car accident when she was pregnant for her daughter and the car rolled over several times and she looked over and saw Christ next to her. We proceed to talk and I tell her my dream and she tells me that she headed a fundraiser for her church where they raised over $200,000 for Haiti. I tell her about the Caring House Foundation and we exchange contact information. The shuttle comes for her and the car for me. I get in the car and the driver introduces himself. I give him the address and tell him that I should be done by 3. He takes me to Acqua Liana and we talk along the way about how I see life. He drops me off and I go in and give my name to the people with the lists. Your not on the list they say and I begin to panic.
Then it dawns on me that my e-mail comes across with my married name and yeap there I was. A young lady introduces herself and we talk. She invited her friend who builds schools in Africa and does a radio show in Jamaica and is involved with a orphanage in Kingston. I get her card and put it in my purse. Both Frank and Nilsa McKinney were every bit as dynamic and gracious as I imagined. Acqua Liana was all I thought it would be and then some truly being a majestic work of art. My favorite moment was during the film of the race when it showed the sign, "Go Awesome Daddy." In the end everyone lines up for the book signing and I go out and retrieve my ten ton bag where I had deposited knowing I could not cart them around all day. I wait patiently with the rest and go through the list having Frank sign one book to send to Luciano, "Jah Messenger" and giving Frank a copy of his latest CD Jah is my navigator. I don‘t know why but I see one as the miracle worker and the other as the messenger and know that reggae has the power to change poverty. The event ran over so I hurry out to the car apoligizing to the driver who tells me not to worry about it. He then tells me he thought alot about my views and thinks the whole world would be different if they could see past greed and selfishness. I go back to the hotel and ask the front desk clerk when Michael will be back and he says at 6 a.m. so I leave the book thinking I will be gone. The next morning I oversleep and wake up at 6:45 for a flight that was scheduled to leave at 7. Not a chance but I rush to the airport and talk to the nice US Air man who helps me re-book for 12 noon and calls the hotel to come and get me. I get to give Michael his book personally and hang out with him and the rest of the staff. I take in a swim and at 11 head back to the airport feeling happier. I board the plane and sit down next to a nice older gentlemen and we begin to talk. He sees me with a copy of Make It Big and asks me why I was in Palm Beach. I explain and he asks me if he can see the book which I hand him. He hands it back commenting that he had never heard of Frank even though he lives in Delray part of the year. I tell him that although the homes are amazing what makes me admire Frank McKinney is what he does in Haiti as the self sufficiency is key. I tell him that I dream of doing the same in Jamaica. He then proceeds to tell me he used to be great friends with Jamaica‘s Prime Minister and used to lobby for funds for Jamaica and the Sudan and brought the Prime Minister to the White House during the Reagan administration. Sitting next to me was ex-congressman Thomas B. Evans, Jr. I smile at him and say sir, may I please have your contact information. He writes it all down while relaying a story about his wife helping the neighbor with her buttons on her dress. The neighbor is Jill Biden. He hands it to me and says, "Would you do me a favor and also pass it along to Mr. McKinney and tell him I would love to meet him someday and my goal in life is to continue to assist the poor." I tell him he can consider it done and thank him for the information, his grace and tell him the pleasure was all mine. So here we are writing on "The Tap" blog one more time.
I leave you all one more time with a quote from H.I.M. "It is the duty of the educated few to fulfill the legitimate aspirations of the unfortunate many".
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To whom much is given
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April 05.09
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I was 38 years old and had made a healthy living off of real estate and a farming operation. Truthfully, I could have retired more than comfortably. I had been married since I was 19. I was priviledged to have traveled worldwide and had a strange unexplainable connection to Jamaica.
For years I had been delivering toys to children. My theory was that although I could not change everything perhaps the children would remember one day when joy came to their little capture villages.
Suddenly, overnight after asking for a divorce for reasons of abuse I came home from NY city to find everything bankrupt. I was shocked. My ex had deliberately destroyed a million dollar enterprise informing me, "I was bought and paid for and now I would have to get a real job."
I always considered running a million dollar farm, 10 apartments and a 4 bedroom 3 bathroom home a "real job". The rebel in me said well if this is how it going to be I will follow my dream.
Instead I went to Jamaica and began working with people one on one to test my theory that love in action works. It does.
Recently during an interview I was asked if I considered my greatest accomplishment was taking a business from $300,000 in sales to $1.7 million in a year.
My response was no, my greatest accomplishment was working with a mother of five in a tenament town to find something she could make that was different from the rest and watching her and her children go from starvation to not being able to keep up with the orders for the beautiful hand knit shawls she creates. It is the truth.
After eight years of this work I wrote a book about it. Over time I became frustrated as most around me did not support my work and thought it was insane that I did not return to the money chasing thing. Due to the destruction of my credit life was not as simple as it had once been.
All the lawyers I contacted wanted $4000 or better to create a non profit and I found that prohibitive given my life circumstances. I was ready to give up.
Suddenly, I got a call from a local law clinic saying that they had decided to take on the project pro bono. All I had to do was pay the filing fees. Then I wound up in a class for non-profit management.
Just when I began to get frustrated on how change could occur I ran into "The Tap" and Frank McKinney‘s Caring House Project.
So I went from a world of flying on Trump‘s plane and being a guest at Maralargo, dinners hosted by Prince Phillip and that things of that nature to a world of meeting international reggae artists and working with the poor in Jamaica.
I suddenly could fit my belongings in one suitcase. A "tap," I don‘t know it seemed more like a lead pipe, but here I am just the same.
I recollect a conversation I had with a reggae star, Luciano who is known as Jah Messenger (God‘s messenger).
We disscussed the problems in the world and he said, "Let those with eyes see and those with ears hear." If we look around the world at the signs of the time it is truly time for us all to wake up for who am I if I am not my brothers keeper?
As the situation gets rougher anyone who is not giving back is foolish as where do you think the problems of the poor are going to land when they just cannot take no more?
I cannot think a creator built a world for one to have all and another to have nothing so I must act as love in action is all there is to save this world.
One of my favorite quotes from the Emperor of Ethopia Haile Selassie is the following, "It is the inaction of those who should have acted and the indifference of those who should have known better that has made it possible for evil to truimph." H.I.M.
These days I rely on the creator for my needs and I have yet to be disappointed. It has shown me that people‘s need to hoard for self is nothing more than society generated illusion.
After all we come with nothing and we all leave the same way. It is what we do in the meantime that makes the difference. Not all of us can give it all up but we can all do something. To quote Nike, "Just Do It."
Jean
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| | | | | | | | | REPLY | | | | | Posted April 05.09 | By Frank McKinney | | | | | For those who are about to read the beautiful and insightful words Jean wrote, please pay particular attention to the third to last paragraph.
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NEW HORIZONS
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March 25.09
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Over a year ago I had a head injury, which left me with what could be termed recurring headaches. I did not talk except when necessary because of the pain.
Two months after the injury, I was on my way to church when I started humming a tune I had never heard before. Strangely, I found myself singing words as well and they made sense. In the song, Jesus was telling me what he had suffered when He gave His life for me, as if to say that He understood my pain and suffering.
Since then I have written 22 additional songs. They are contemporary Gospel for the most part and great songs. The music is excellent!
What is strange about all this is that I had never written a song before in my entire life and never thought of doing so. I never knew I had the ability to write music.
Now, I am taking piano and keyboard lessons. I have started scoring my songs and enjoying this marvelous experience. My teacher would have to vet the scoring though, since it is quite new to me.
The headaches? I am trying to cope with them still. None of the various doctors can find anything so I‘m keeping the faith strong.
Someone said to me that the songs were locked up inside all along, just waiting for the injury to be released. It‘s not funny at all.
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| | | | | | | | | REPLY | | | | | Posted April 04.09 | By Frank McKinney | | | | | Ann, Thank you for sharing such a wonderful "Tap Moment." I‘m certainly no doctor, but the more beautiful music you write the more your headaches will dissipate.
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Tapped Moments
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Posted
March 24.09
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Penny
Sixta
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God calls all His children to do 3 things in their Christian lives: pray, fast & give. I grew up in a home where my parents always "tithed" ( paid their church dues). My husband and I differ on the giving responsibility (monetarily that is). I feel that if God is going to bless me & my family with the things we need ....then the LEAST I can do is give Him back his 10% to further His Kingdom. I will support the Caring House Project as much as I can.
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Not sure if this is a Tapped Moment
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Posted
March 24.09
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Penny
Sixta
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Last week I was at a Quizno‘s Sub shop and it was about 8:30 pm, I placed my order and stood back and waited. During this time a young gentleman came in as well and placed his order. When it came time to pay for it all he had was a $50 bill but the store attendant could not cash it due to the time of night ( not enough in drawer ). The young man looked disappointed....I stepped forward and handed the attendant a $20 bill and said " Just take it out of that and give him back his $50 bill." The young man looked surprised and thought I owned the place that I would do that. I said "No, I have been in this same situation". Even though the man wasn‘t hurting for money it would have been a hassle to run around looking for smaller denominations.
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| | | | | | | | | REPLY | | | | | Posted April 04.09 | By Frank McKinney | | | | | Penny,
This Tap Moment is straight out of Chapter 6! I love it and could easily include in the "Your Chapter 6 Tap Moments!"
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A Breath of Air
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Posted
November 13.08
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Myrna
Nash
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I know that this might have taking a long time for someone to share this information but I have to say Frank McKinney is one of a king.
I am a Member of End time Sabbath Worship Center where we invited Frank to come, so we can acknowledge what he has done for our country Haiti.
I have to tell you, if you were there, you would see the smile and tears on everybody faces.
He reminded us, how we were privilege to live in the US. I know that at time its not easy but all thing are possible with faith and persistence I thank him for coming because it let me know that if we put our hands together we can make a H-U-G-E difference in someone life.
Please if you have not done it so far please donate to the caring house project you will see how fulfilling it is and how great it feels to help someone.
I might not be able to fly there or even give a lot but your and mind and others together add up a lot again thank you Frank for coming we love you and feel free to come again. You are truly a breath of air and you know what That lets us know? that God makes no mistakes.
As you all know Haiti was hit very bad with the previous hurricanes and we are putting hands together to rebuilt the broken hearth, see that I did not say the broken village! You and I can live in a one bedroom house if there is happiness do you suffer as much?
Those people lost there love ones and homes but most of all they lost hope, yet through Frank and he‘s projects we can be of helping hands not only for Haiti but anywhere he touch, He‘s like our channel to them. His coming gave us hope that we were not alone and that others are thinking of us so please remember your purpose for we all have one.
Thanks to all and especially you, Frank may you be Blessed!.
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My Angel, Mom
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Posted
October 17.08
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Anne
Lee
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I have been the primary care-giver for my Mom until her death last month.
On the day her remains were to be flown home for burial I sent an e-mail to my sister, Mary, telling her Mom was flying home today and to call the funeral home and let me know when she was home safe.
On the way home from work, realizing Mary had not yet called; I made up my mind to let it go and remember Mom was in heaven and these were her earthly remains and let the funeral homes deal with it and stop worrying.
On the night before such a trip, you can imagine the usual racing around. I stopped at Publix, threw in wash, did a couple dishes and in the midst of all this suddenly was drawn to stop and pick up my e-mails.
The first one I opened was from Mary - It read- the funeral home said Mom would arrive in NY at 6:10pm and be given an escort to her hometown. I looked up at the clock and it was exactly 6:10pm.
I burst into tears knowing Mom was telling me, in her own way, she was home safe - safe in heaven.
I have a feeling with Mom as my new angel sometimes The Tap may feel more like The Hammer.
Posted in loving memory of Joyce Spoor by Anne Lee
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Frank‘s recent Haiti "Tap Moment" - a degree in paradoxicology
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Posted
July 10.08
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Frank
McKinney
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Dear Tour of Extremes Guest,
I must begin by thanking you for creating such a memorable experience at our Frank McKinney‘s Tour of Extremes June 20-22, 2008.
Allowing some time to pass before reflecting on such an impacting event is wise, as certain lessons and memories are only triggered after the passage of time, often oozing over a lifetime.
What do you mean, Frank, by "paradoxicology?"
I have learned that I feel most alive when experiencing extremes for the first time. As life passes, we begin to lament, "ahh, so few firsts left in life." Well, our recent trip to Haiti was one for me, and only because you made it that way.
Seeing the impact through your eyes I will never forget. I value the emotions we shared, how open you were with those you came in contact with. The most important interaction I witnessed was the impact that you are having on those most desperately poor and homeless. Yes, you are saving lives. That should warm your soul!
It is quite difficult to quantify the most meaningful moment from our visit to Haiti. From the initial drive from the airport, to our warm first greeting through a melodious song and meal together, to feeding those with more that just nourishment for their bodies, to tears at the playing of the Star Spangled Banner surrounded by children, to the sensory overload while touring Cite Soleil, to the joy of watching the elderly dance (especially the oldest gent), to the laying of hands on our heads by the orphans and the receipt of a blessing from those who have more than we may ever have, to our tour of hope through our first Haiti village, to the hotel and wonderful dinner together, not to mention all those birthday cakes. Even the drive to the airport in Port au Prince to return home, completely spent, allowed for one last quiet reflection.
Have you noticed that nearly every reflection that you have read from fellow Tour of Extremes travelers is void of a reference to the "lifestyles of the rich and famous" elements that seemed so important and cool when you decided to donate to participate in the event? The private tour of Acqua Liana, the world‘s largest and most opulent certified green home that is only months from completion. Dinner at my own oceanfront house, or individual time spent in my oceanfront treehouse office. Why? Because you now have a better understanding of life‘s priorities. You are now more comfortable with your own mission. You have experienced one of life‘s great "Tap Moments."
That is why you now have earned your "PHD" in a way most will never attain, much less comprehend. You understand that it is unique and vital to live the paradox found in life, not just speak of it.
As you go back to making your globe spin, recall that your Tour of Extremes‘ experiences and memories will be nothing more than enlightening good (or bad) dreams unless you act upon them. Taking action on life‘s Tap Moments is like wielding a giant can of WD-40 before the gates of Heaven. How much you spray and how effective that spray is depends on those times in your life you act by applying the timeless biblical wisdom found in Luke: To Whom Much is Entrusted, Much Will be Expected.
Now, go and apply your newly conferred degree!
Thanks,
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