Hint on meditation success

 It's worth mentioning, when you sit to meditate for 10 minutes or more,  ask the earth below you to help calm your mind. The earth will be more than happy to help.Your life just got better!

A Beautiful Butterfly Blessed Me With Her Gentle Touch.

Gary, a retired Marketing and Public Relations consultant called me to give his professional opinion of CamberHill.com and Think Fabulous. ( with out my solicitation ) He expressed these points. 1. I have an talented team of people working on my behalf, however, he thinks I need to employ a P.R. and or Marketing firm to package my said products.

He felt I could fill a LAX Holiday Inn salon at $95.00 per head, for a 5-6 hr seminar. Here I'd teach about spiritual insights to building a happy and healthier lifestyle and give fabulous information on nutrition.

He wanted me to seriously consider using my status of Reverend to up sale my credentials. I've had my ministry lic. since 2008, but rarely bring such a fact up...but I'll entertain all sensible ideas.

After this phone call, which I must admit had me thinking 100 mph, I stepped out into 79 degree weather to walk Sasha ( my Bernise Mountain dog) For one moment I stopped to allow her to pee on my neighbors lawn, when I saw the shadow of two butterflies dancing in the wind above my head, and just then one butterfly landed on my ThinkFabulous polo hat. I stood perfectly still to make sure it wasn't an illusion. To my grand surprise she was sitting and waving her beautiful wings on top of my head. I gently brought my arm up to remove my hat and stare her in the face, but she flew away.

Be kind and the world bows to meet our grace.

Camber Hill

What Jack LaLane and Camber Hill Have In Common

I had four things in common with the legendary guru of fitness, Jack LaLane.

1. Jack passed away  Sunday, January 23rd 2011 at his home in Morrow Bay, California. In 1979 I rented a shack on the beach in Morrow Bay. At the time, I was nineteen and found my self at peace living and breathing the smells of the Pacific Ocean. 

2. Jack was a vegetarian. (he had been since 1929) I’m a vegan.

3. He made a big splash here in Long Beach, California when with a rope in him mouth, he pulled something like 40 boats, as he swam. LaLane wanted to prove, being over 40 wasn’t “over the hill”. I live in Long Beach, I’m over 40 and my last name is Hill…okay those tidbit are a bit of a stretch?

4.Last but certainly not least, I’m fortunate to be friend's with Dewey Martin. Dewey Co- starred in the motion picture Big Sky, staring Kurt Douglas. Deweys been friend's with Jack since they meet on the streets in Hollywood in 1950. Jack said “Dewey and his wife were family, not just friend's”. (Dewey was once married to Peggy Lee) Today I visited briefly with Dewey and his heart was heavy with grief, but as usual he remained a pillar of pure positive energy. 

So to Jack LaLane, may you rest in peace and thanks for contributing so much to my fabulous life.

Camber Hill

Here's a recipe for a successful day!

Prayer-Juice-Stretch-Exercise

Waking after a good night sleep, I enjoy fabulous coffee.

Then I put my prayer beads (Mala) to work.

With counts of four on the in hale and four counts on the exhale, I can go through 108 beads in 30 minutes. 

Next I put my Juicer to work:

8 carrots
5 celery stalks
1 apple
A bit of ginger pealed
Hand full of basil leaves

Pow Power

Next 30 minutes of yoga, here at home

Then 3-4 mile run along the ocean on the bike path, soaking up vitamin-D. The best bet is to soak up Vitamin-D with your arms and legs. With at least 10 minutes or more of exposure.

Now this is vibrant living.

A successful person is...

A man or women who is autonomous and resourceful and pay’s attention to a particular goal or aim to the point of causing it to exist. This person is not only brave and intuitive, but worth their weight in gold. They are a successful person! The more you do this cycle, the better life gets!

Camber Hill

Lifestyle Coach and Numerologist

My Goal For Reducing Suffuring

My Goal for 2011 is nothing short of
Pure Positive Energy Renewal.

My goal is to reduce the amount of pain and suffering any one person goes through. By doing so, I believe we gain another well-off-person thrust into our human race.

Each well-to-do person will share his or her Pure Positive Energy with another, for whom they care about.

This wave of Pure Positive Energy will have a long lasting effect on people, animals, places and earth.

So let’s get this party started!
Camber Hill

Chid Abuse Stops Here

Jimmy and I were sitting in the living room simmering in a deep blue mood, as the turntable spun the album Point of Know Return, playing the song, Dust in The Wind, by Kansas.
Jimmy was in a cloud of sadness, which blanketed his whole aura. After enduring years of physical abuse, hosted by none other than his parents!

Listening to him I stared off into the sunlight filtering through the large picture window. As Jimmy spoke, trying to make sense of his self worth, my mind flashed back over the 6 years since first he showed me the black and blue welts on his back and legs.
From just below the shoulder blades to above the back of his knees the riddled of abuse was painted. His clothes hid the ugly truth from teachers, friends and strangers who saw his face.

What they didn’t see was a tortured boy, that school officials believed was simply not the A student potential and needed anger management education.

He looked down toward the green 1970s’ carpet that almost hypnotized his gaze as the song Dust in The Wind played, and he said “I feel like dust in the wind, what-do-I-matter any how”?

As Jimmy’s raspy voice trailed off, his hurt and shame spilled all over me. I learned this day, the people you trust to protect you, could also be the ones who inflict pain in this grotesque and beguiled manner. This cruel behavior made my teeth grind and my mind a worry.

Years earlier, Jimmy and I were in forth grade, he wanted to show me something, so he asked me to follow him to the bathroom.

In the cold and sterile stillness of the bathroom he faced me.  Putting his index finger to his lips signaling me to keep a secret. He turned his back and unbuttoned his shit, allowing gravity to pull it off his shoulders and to his side. His soft skin was covered with a dozen bruises in a variety of shapes and sizes.

He unbuttoned his trousers, they fell to his ankles and the art of damage was continued to the top of his legs. I could tell where every belt and buckle landed.

Through his tears, he told me how he tried to doge each hit. Every time the abuser swung back in order to gain a powerful blow, Jimmy would kept moving around the bedroom hoping it would stop. First was his mom, next when his dad came home, the abuse had it’s second round.
The vision of my friends anguish left me feeling helpless. Feeling helpless, as a child is a burden needlessly bestowed.

Back in the safety of my own bedroom, in my imagination, I began to rehearse how I’d save him from this crazy madness. I’d see my self-walking up to the jimmy front door, where I knock with a sure degree of authority. His parents answer the door. They look down at me with question in their faces, “can we help you son”?

I stand confident and ready to blow their minds. Telling them “I knew your dirty little secret”, I continue, “ I’m prepared to tell everyone who will listen how you beat your son”. “My god he hasn’t even done anything so terrible to deserve such treatment”.

I’d ask them, “does it hurt when you lose their minds using your belts on your own son" It must hurt you, doesn’t it”? In my head I’m certain this conversation will end the madness!

In my dreamy imagination his parents are shocked by my visit and they decide to handle their frustrations in a better way. Without further ado, everything in our little perfect world, in our little perfect neighborhood is healed. They’d smile, thanking me for helping them to become more gentle and smart. As my dream ends, I have reached them, now compassion is leading this family into a whole new set of circumstances. I did it! Everything’s all right!

However, that’s not what happened.

It’ continued. Later Jimmy drops out of high school, experienced two decades of drug and alcohol abuse, hurtful-relationships. He broke out of his self-destructive demise around 40 year’s of age. He’s been clean sober and successful.

40 years have come and gone since the first day in our elementary school bathroom. It’s noon on Thanksgiving Day 2010, my phone rings, its Jimmy the man, the father. We are both now just shy of 50. On the line he’s thanking me for one of my Think Fabulous tee shirt’s I’d given him a few weeks back, at a dinner party we attended. I felt if any one deserved a Think Fabulous tees-shirt, he did!

I remind him of the day Dust in The Wind.

As he say’s it, I want to reach through time and space to tell those two boy’s who were scared and alone… It gets better.

On this Thanksgiving 2010 I’m proud of my friend who is a kind and gentle father of three children. Here is a man who didn’t allow what happen to him to carry-over to his family!

40 some odd years ago this meaningful situation gave me something as well. It gave me the beginning desire to focus my time and energy on working to find the best ways to maintain, build and develop happy and healthy lifestyles. Determined to search out the best and strive to share what I find with anyone who’s sincerely interested.

No child should live under such terrible stress ever. No matter how freaked out a parent become NEVER.

Camber Hill