Monday

Monday Morning 

The alarms starting ringing and the digital roosters were crowing at about 6:45. 

I ignored them. 

I lay next to my thirteen year old son, Makiah who is the world's most difficult person to awaken and get out of bed in the morning. I decided that I would lay next to him and attempt to get into his 'space' of sleepfulness to begin to understand his morning perspectives on sleep vs being awake. 

As Makiah's mom, Shari arrived from the upstairs bedroom to start the process of getting Makiah ready for school...i sank into a deeper level of semi-consciousness and didn't move a muscle. Until Makiah had made it out the door to his awaiting Suburban which would take him to Clearance Iowa the home of his seventh grade class at Mid Prairie. 

Shari started her noisy start to the morning. I sought the silence of a deeper sleep. 

I floated upstairs to the large bedroom which Shari had been occupying in order to find some new levels of REM sleep...and that i did. 

Quiet and peaceful.

Into the late morning i awoke. 

slowly. 

Meditating on what the unfolding day might appear as or be co-created as, i began to move.

I looked onto the floor next to the bed and noticed the latest book which Shari had been reading,

The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin.

Starting from the index and then going to the end of the book, i began reading her year long account of how to create happiness in your life. 

I loved what she was saying...her journey into self discovery...her resources...methods of motivation

began to inspire me. To remember to remember. That at sixty, i was feeling confident that i had mastered the art of health and happiness. Well, at least was 'on the path' of mastering the art of health and happiness.

I own the websites:

Americas Healthiest and Happiest People

Americas Healthiest and Happiest Towns

The Apple Project 

and who knows how many 465 websites communicating the benefits of health and happiness. 

Gretchen was inspiring me. 

She mentioned money as a possible asset to health and happiness and that was the one area of expertise and mastery that i was completely failing. As...i am basically homeless and penniless, without a saving account...trust fund...or stocks and bonds or whatever it takes to give money some meaning in the world. 

Okay....

I would take one week...Monday...Tuesday...Wednesday...Thursday....Friday...Saturday...Sunday 

to experience and focus on creating a life overflowing in abundance and wealth. 

I felt really really great. I jumped out of bed full of enthusiasm to start the day embracing the challenge 

of truly mastering the art of money. Especially in how it integrated with my health and happiness. 

I returned downstairs to computer central which was next to the queen bed in the master bedroom which Makiah and I sometimes shared. I looked up Gretchen Rubin to get move inspired and motivated for Monday's new beginning. I enjoyed her bio...her websites...her sense of involvement...her success at learning happiness...which seemed to have opened up doorways of opportunities for increased wealth. 

'I want money,'  seemed to be the perfect name for my new website. I checked out the URL at my favorite place to buy such assets, GoDaddy.com ....and it was already owned and the asking price was $5000. Meaning, it was a great choice for my book title, idea and concept of attaining new levels of nirvana. 

But...not in my non existent budget. So, I took a skip over to Google keyword tools and found money to be sizable searched word with exchange and conversion being words connecting with money that were also in demand. 

Some where in life i developed the idea or notice and attitude that i was entitled. 

Several days ago, Shari and i were in the kitchen discussing our problems...mostly mine, as i am always reminded. I was homeless. Shari had asked me to leave a year ago because she had found a new love interest and wanted me out of the house. I left. 

A year later...i was in 'visiting' mode because i had basically run out of gas....foodstamps...and opportunities to embrace a new beginning. Therefore our discussion in the kitchen centering on....

"you always seemed like you were entitled to everything and you never had any respect for me" 

I began to feel tears flowing down from the corners of my eyes.

" that is so sad " i replied and communicated that i would meditate on where the sense of entitlement came from and where any feelings for lack of respect might sprout from. And from that conversation i realized that basically i always felt entitled. My mom and dad and sister always loved me...dearly. I was always so full of love that i never really felt as if i needed anything. I sought nothing, as i seemingly had everything. 

I was me. 

What more could there be? There wasn't enough emptiness within me to even ask the question. 

I had no motivating desire to be a policeman or fireman or dentist or farmer or banker or doctor 

or or or or or or or or or any of the professions that everyone seemed determined that i be. 

Being me ...suited me fine and dandy. I felt entitled in just being me. Simple, easy and true. 

Respect. 

That is the one and only thing my dad 'preached' if he was to preach anything. Be respectful.

 Of everyone of everything. I felt i was respectful from the depths of my heart, out of pure respect for my father who demanded so little and loved so much. 

I realized it wasn't respect that i lacked for Shari but frustration. 

Shari is a very beautiful talented skillful human being. From the moment i first layed eyes on her at Lairs Theater, i could feel a lack of completeness or empowerment in the flow of energy thought her body.

When i got to know Shari...i could clearly see her geniusness of being the Star leading lady of her own play. 

Yet, she wasn't playing the part. She was always busy attempting to survive whatever drama presented itself to her, working at roles that never really suited....just being herself. 

I was expressing frustration with her not lack of respect. 

The last year of my life has been my most challenging learning experience. As well every year should be. 

My ability to master the art of meditation was paramount in surviving my situation of being homeless. 

Without money....i grabbed a tent and some body by vi shake mix and headed to the middle of a secluded corn and soy bean field in the back acres of The Bass Farm. My first three days of constant meditative solitude was amazingly enlightening and empowering. So much so, that i continued on with my meditation for twenty days ....ten of which i was completely awake. 

memories past ....the every present now....and the future we walk into....

My mediation basically took me into the ever present moment to moment existence. What else is there when you are homeless with nothing. It is an almost choice less choice of attitudes.  

I started designing a website that was very simple and easy for ' i be money ' project. 

I decided on a simple seven page blog book, which would include everything for the project.

The website itself....i be money....would be a title page. 

I bought the URL from Godaddy for less than nine dollars. I created a simple title webpage on my limitless space available from my Homestead.com account and linked my newly created and designed free Blogger account to the website and TA DA...i was ready to start writing. 

Makiah came home from school. Shari came home from work via a trip to the physical therapist. Randy Mass called to remind me that it was his birthday tomorrow and that he had a wonderful new friend in Elizabeth VonDuffel. I was being interpreted. Yet, it was all part of my seven day project of experiencing 

" i be money."  

Makiah wanted a doctors appointment. His teacher had even asked his teacher Todd Cox to give both mom and dad a call to remind us ...'He wanted to see a doctor' ....I asked him what hurt when he got home, he said..."you know, the accident." ....he and shari were in a car accident in July were it was though maybe Makiah might have had a concussion....he was feeling like he wasn't remembering things at school...his memory wasn't just right and he wanted the doctor to fix the problem. As well as Shari was still going to twice a week physical therapy appointments to fix the problems. She had just recently got the MRI results back from her neurologist who strongly suggested spinal cord surgery....soon. She was worried as was i ...it was just a couple months passed that she had her gall bladder removed...that was between theater performances of being Chastity the nymphomaniac for "Self Help for Dummies" at the Starlighters Theater in Anamosa Iowa  and her performance in "On Golden Pond" at the Cedar Rapids Theater. 

and ...and and and and 

She is still in the process of seeing gynecologist concerning unknown 'situations' in those feminine areas of life. I should know more after having seen 'The Vagina Dialogues' more than most men on the planet. But thankfully my expertise on the subject area does not come from medical text books but from that area of the brain specializing in art and aesthetics. 

So what i am attempting to communicate here is .....medical issues have always been at the forefront or our relationship.....it was early in the morning June 22 1999 that Shari was screaming as if she were dying ...bleeding all over the bedroom like she was dying ....until i delivered Makiah to planet earth safely in time for the first res-ponders and medics to rush mother and child to the hospital...where he was rushed to University of Iowa Childrens Hospital were he underwent his first heart surgery for critical aortic stenosis. 

Two years ago he underwent a twelve hour heart operation, the Ross Proceedure by Dr Davis to replace both his heart valves. He has recovered beautifully. Until the emotional pain arrived of not having a stay at home dad occurred...and the readjustment of definitions of family hit hard at home. 

Randy called to say he was totally enjoying his new friend Elizabeth. No, she was not going to be his art agent  but he was enjoying his several phone calls a day to his new exciting wonderful friend who he was contemplating a trip to Cann, France and she was a great birthday present ' in turning fifty-one.' 

Friends or is it relationships....are everything. 

everything......

Life is really so simple and easy, or so it should be. It seems to me. 

My friend Ann sent me this email quote for the day. 

"When you understand the Laws, then you understand that it is not more difficult to create a castle than it is a button. They are equal. It is not more difficult to create $10 million than $100,000. It is the same application of the same Law to two different intentions". --- Abraham

Money. 

Until i started a paper route when I was ten, money wasn't really a part of my world. 

My grandfather returned home from WWl and started a bank in his dad's store in the small Iowa town of Atkins Iowa. He got married and my grandmother and he were there for the first day of running the Farmers State Bank in Alburnett Iowa. They made it through the depression without having to close, the bank is still thriving. My grandparents long gone. It seemed banking had its financial standards of well being associated with small town accounts of stress. Money wasn't an interest or passion of mine. When i started a paper route part of our job was to go around and collect money every week for the newspapers. Accounting responsibilities wasn't much fun for me and it always seemed to take up most of my prime play time Saturdays. 

I had a lot of jobs growing up....mowed lawns, a tandem bike rental business, factory work, restaurant work, retail, hospital tech work...owning businesses to part time temp work....if it wasn't for the perceived need TO MAKE money....i'm not sure what my work career would have existed. I was pre med in college...chemistry and biology interested me til i discovered psychology and that there might be a mind to healing. Psychology took me down a long winding path of self discovery into the many open doorways and mansions of being healthy and happy. It lead me into the heART of understanding a more holistic view of integrating all aspects of body-mind-emotional-spiritual well being. Art became my passion for life long freedom to learn anything about everything. I fell in love with learning. Money was still far down the list of passions that i wan't to explore. And when i did have interest in learning about it...nothing seemed to make sense. 

I would read the new age books on how to grow rich, i would read boring text books on the subject of accounting, banking, micro and macro economics...i'd watch an overwhelming amount of video's on the subject of money. i always seemed to get more and more confused. 

After i graduated from college i spent a full year in independent study reading all day every day while working in a factory being a crane operator...making enough money for my early retirement from the hum drum everyday kind of work to work kind of existence to ....it was time to go to Europe to find my art and explore the world in discovering my passions for all future reference     

Time for bed. 
Monday was the inspiration. Thank you Gretchen Rubin and Shari for purchasing her book 'The Happiness Project'.....I love inspiration. It is the spark that ignites the fire in the heart, again and again and again. Tonight hoping to dream BIG dreams so that tomorrow i can chalk Mount Vernon in preparation for President Obama's Wednesday's visit to town. Hoping to dream money dreams, insightful dreams getting to the heart of money and how it integrates with who
 I am. I be money. I be me. I be energy. I be vibration. I be attitudes.I be movement. I be elements. I be oneself. I be art. I be naked. I be......

The Introduction

528 Hz

The inspiration for this book is Gretchen Rubin who wrote the best selling book, 

The Happiness Project, based on the year long experience and experiment on focusing her attention on happiness issues. 

I know health and happiness from The Apple Project but within Gretchen's book she mentions money as an asset to happiness. That inspired me to spend a week contemplating and meditating on the issue of money and what that means for attaining the abundance of wealth in my life. 

I asked The Iowa Artist and The Iowa Coach and The Tantric Master to contribute to the wisdom of money. This book based on the days of the week transform into chapters concerning ' i be money.' 

The true order of the book goes from Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday which can easily be ordered via the right hand blog archives. Otherwise, I started reading Gretchen's book from the back...skipped around a lot....and ended when I received the inspiration to write my own book.

" I BE MONEY " 

The most valuable gifts that I have received in life have been my parents beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love that they shared with me.  

The Awakened One 

was a gift from great friend of mine Liesel McCurry who passed the old wooden statue to me...

probably to practice the greatest art of all, the art of listening. My heart has grown considerably from this gift.

The World's Most Amazing Mom 

Has given me the greatest gift of all, my son Makiah. He is my greatest guru...full of so much wisdom and knowing-ness. My greatest position in life is being CEO, creative executive officer of his foundation

 The Makiah O Miller Foundation 

whose purpose and mission is to share the experience and knowing-ness and being of 

The Ultimate Health and Happiness and Wealth of Oneself. 

Giving and Receiving  

and 

BEING 

the flow of money 

is the way of the 

Makiah O Miller Foundation

Give to Art 

we often say.

Let the magic flow freely through the hearts and hands of passionate providers of 

The Truth 

to connect ...play and dance 

within 

Paradise Utopia 

infinite and eternal blessings world tour

ps. i be money. 

Sunday

The Wild Iowa Rose

Beauty is seeing the truth of creation. In every moment in everything in everybody in every emotion in every passing thought. I love being me. Experiencing that unique perspective that only I can see. I love being

The Iowa Artist

The Iowa Coach 

and all else that I perceive and integrate with, especially within that shared experience of being 

God seeing and knowing and being God

I love the hilariousness within the paradox of extreme natures of things. 

Water being hot and cold. Sex enjoying in and out. Food being spicy or not. 

Peace and Harmony within the Hilariousness bring to me such love,

beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love.

Sunday is the now of each and every deliciously rich moment of living.

It is feeling and knowing the 528 hz within the connection and play and dance of the journey through life to finally get to experience death, again and again and again. 

I am heading out to rake the leaves. Makiah is still sleeping, George is out hunting for something. 

Ki Maah 

is the art of living the truth in all relationships. Co-creating new attitudes and movements that provide the greatest quality of nutrition feeding our body, minds and souls with a spirit so pure and beautiful 

so attuned to creation 

so blissfully at play so harmoniously dancing 

the life of knowing that 

Paradise Utopia 

always has been and always will be 

the integration of oneself with The Truth of being oneself. 

Money 

is the flow 

of amazing gifts of shared experiences of love known.

Money 

is the experience of seeing oneself in the mirror and knowing your soulmate. 

Money 

is the abundance of connecting...playing and dancing with God. 

Money 

is sharing healthy happy wealthy state of being oneself. 

Money 

is traveling to new lands to experience new friends to know new realities. 

Money 

is the beauty of seeing the essential nature of oneself. 

Money 

is raking leaves on a sunny Sunday afternoon.  

Friday

The World's Greatest Mom

Beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love

Thursday

Dream BIG Dreams

Yesterday was fun! I got up early in order to get to Cornell College 

for the historical event of having The President visit our small 

town or Mount Vernon Iowa. I was excited that the president was going to be the first president to visit my alma matter. Cornell is also the alma matter of my favorite business person, Edgar Helms the founder of Goodwill Industries. I arrived by seven thirty and there was already a long line of students and other excited folks. My volunteer group gathered around Rose Lichtenfiels, a most charming beautiful volunteer from the east coast who proceeded to teach us our responsibilities of connecting, inspiring and motivating people to VOTE TODAY. There was a voting site set up on campus so that people could vote after the speech by President Obama. I had brought a cardboard cutout 'face' of The President that I had picked up by idaction at the Iowa State Fair while I was there promoting Mount Vernon. 

The face was a crowd pleaser. Everybody seemed to be attracted to the symbolic mask like a magnetic unconscious force. It got a lot of smiles, laughs and most people wanted to know where they could get one. 

There was only one. 

I also wrote VOTE TODAY on the back of my clipboard in big black letters which i held up next to the smiling face of President Obama. I was having fun. I was inspiring the crowd...giving them an uplifting attitude of connecting with The Reason they were patiently waiting in a very long line. 

Gifts. I really want to say something about gifts. The most valuable material gift anyone has given me was the carved wooden statue of 'The Awakened One.'  The exchange of FREE VALUABLE GIFTS is the foundation of life and every economy. It is the heart of all relationships and relationships are what makes everything flow. The more face to face relationships a person can establish exchanging heart to heart energy of the essential nature of oneself....the more Paradise Utopia is at hand. 

Think about all the work President Obama goes through to get a free gift from you. Your Vote.

It appears his goal of raising a billion dollars to get your free vote will be met by election time. 

Too too too hilarious. 

THE PETITION 

Every community needs a foundation. To practice the art of giving and receiving.

Uniiverse is the closest thing I have seen to experiencing the integral age. The Magic age is next.

Wednesday

Giving and Receiving

 Love.

Beautiful pure perfect unconditional divine love.

The love for one's child. The love for one's beloved. 

I am excited. I have showered and shaved and and am ready to go volunteer 

President Barack Obama 

is coming to town.

My job is to see that he gets re-elected.

His debate with Mr Romney got rave reviews last night.

Today, is the day to ignite the spark in the hearts of all Americans 

to participate in being all we can be. 

Time to be the individual unique miraculous creative geniuses that we were born as 

and to work together in creative teams to create a more 

hot lean and sexy America.

The Secret Service asked me to leave the event. I didn't get to see President Obama. 

Tuesday

My heart on fire.

I couldn't sleep. The Awakened One appeared before me and within me, to remind me of the integral meditation of combining....consciousness never sleeps, the heart beat never sleeps, the first original zygote cell never sleeps and the breath never sleeps....focusing your attention on these four aspects of being awake with the space of your heart of hearts...fuels the fire of the heart...and awakens the soul to the truth of the most divine love. Feeling that it is time to share The Awakened One with the world. 

It feels like i wrote many many books last night. Solved all the challenges concerning money and saw so many visions of insanity transforming into sanity....sichness into health....dysfunction into function....hate into love. The most amazing paradox in life for me is that we are all born individual unique miraculous creative beautiful geniuses while we are all being oneself. Paradoxes are the foundation of life's hilariousness. 

The source of all humor and laughter. Peace, the balance that makes the dance between the extremes wildly exotic and free. 

Today is Randy's Birthday. Happy birthday Randy.

Makiah is still asleep. He has a doctor's appointment in forty five minutes. George is taking him. Then i will take him to school. I have decided to change the names of the innocent within the context of this blog and life per request of a certain star character. Personally, i don't thing there is such a thing as privacy. We are all one, seems to be the one scientific fact that scientists agree upon. The truth holding the unified theory and all things in all universes together. Or not together as the god particle seems to suggest. I love theoretical physics and the ability to integrate symbols of mathematics  logic and imagination with intuition and shared visions of non material truths. More religion at times than science. In GOD we trust. 

I had a morning 'discussion' with George this morning, early. He was upstairs reading a novel as very very very often that she does. I explained that i was confused. Wondering how i could be treated so coldly, distant and with such disgust when in reality i was the one who had lived the longest with her, knows her more than anyone on the planet and for sure loved her to the farther-est depths of the heart than anyone else. 

I was puzzled why 'affairs' always seemed to occupy her attention and focus rather than the reality of the truth of family and love and all things Ki Maah.

Life is a wondrous mysterious swirling spiraling 'hairball.' 

INTENTION

Tuesday is all about intention. Here is my intention. 

To integrate the most amazing miraculous genius system of being Paradise Utopia 

completely synchronized with everything and everyone in all the universes.

( more about the uniiverse later ) 

Paradise Utopia is the most sacred union and reality of my body-mind-spirit unified field.

My intention is to co-create systems without and between what is within so that the heart of reality and truth of the beauty of integrating the oneness of within as without...becomes hilariously blissful in the nature 

of perceiving and experiencing life's adventurous journey. 

Mediation is a quality of life that i began focusing on during my nine month journey of walking across America with the great peace march in 1986. My focus within the walk was to meditate, contemplate and prayer on the question...." What is peace? " ....as my previous art show 'Patterns of Thought' was all based on the art of electroencephalographs and color coded brain theory applications. So although i really believe i mastered the art of mediation while spending my first nine months within the most deliciously creative home of The Worlds Greatest Mom's womb. Swimming about effortlessly, no need of breathing or eating...just the pure bliss or being and creating so effortlessly. Wow...what a great lesson in meditation...

listening listening listening     

to mom's heartbeat and everything else i could hear. 

Now....my favorite meditation is working with my greatest addiction...breathing. 

I breath in Paradise....i integrate it with oneself ...and breath out Utopia. 

I AM Paradise Utopia....I love that integral experience. 

Another favorite is based on something more simple and easy and profound. 

It came to me from listening to a Deepak Chopra meditation where Dr. Chopra talks about everything being an exclusionary projection until the object and the observer became one. 

In creative unified field experiential terms that meditation unfolds with the awareness of relationship of 

the worlds most expensive painting.....the true foundation and art of all relationships. 

As all else is just a projection of our own insanity. 

Truths vs Lies.

Lawyers vs Common Sense

The Constitution, The Lords Prayer, The Oath of Office, 

Hot Lean and Sexy as i have come to know and experience my own perspective on truth. 

My conversation with George seems to be centered on sanity vs insanity and which world should rule the roost. All for the benefit of The Child, of coarse. 

George has the money. George has the job. George has four children. George knows four fathers intimately. George knows many many many men intimately. George knows how to keep secrets George knows how to separate realities. George knows how to act. George knows how to be a star player. George knows how to sing the song, 'Amazing Grace, '  George knows how to find the most perfect get a way, George is the worlds most amazing mom. Makiah Orion Miller is blessed to have her as his his MOM. I have been blessed to pass through time on the same path with her through so many life altering experiences.

 George is my beloved, that i know. Maybe even The Source of all that is Beloved. 

Okay. Some of this book is based on truth some on lies some on exclusionary misperceptions.

" i be money " is fiction. Don't you think that is how it should be! Ya, totally one hundred percent fiction. 

The truth of it all is in the space between the letters and words and sentences.

This book can only be read through the intuitive heart of reality. 

You'll 'get it ' or you won't. 

The field of dreams will manifest all your dream BIG dreams or nothing will change. 

Obama is coming. 

During the last presidential campaign of 2008 i decided to register and vote for the first time.

For some weird reason i was born a master politician. A natural skill and talent. 

I practiced the privileges of it all in junior high and high school, until upon graduating i decided to give it up and no more meetings and no more privilege from being an elected official. 

The 2008 election was hilariously exciting for me. Too too hilarious! 

In Mount Vernon my favorite event is Chalk the Walk, the first weekend in May. 

Several years ago i was Chalking the Walk next to Mary Campbell who was chalking a 
portrait of President Barack Obama  I suggested we go to D.C. and Chalk the White House. 
Tonight i Chalked Mount Vernon 
dream BIG dreams. org
Looking forward to seeing the President tomorrow at my old alma matter
Cornell College in Mount Vernon Iowa 

Heart on Fire 
as i served and was served by two of my buddies. 
Thank you...Ann Kinney and Curt Eilers.

Friends are the key to a healthy happy wealthy life.