There is a battle inside of me. I feel like I am torn between art, music, and creativity with the responsibility of ministry and community development. I just want to have an enjoyable life. Just like a bad dream, the burden of impacting the world calls me in the middle of the night. I desire to make a difference. My mind is constantly filled with questions. Will I continue to just have fun or will I get to the business of impacting the world? How can I combine these two? I think the issue is trying to balance myself. I like having fun, enjoying life, and being free to express myself. I am also faced with the responsibility of helping people. My mom said something profound she told me, that it is hard wanting to be average but knowing that God created you to be on center stage. That burden that you feel is purpose. I was reminded of people like Dr. Martin Luther King and President John F. Kennedy. These men lived during the same time and shared a burden to change the world. Is this what it feels like to want to organize a movement? Is this what it feels like to want impact the world? Is this what it feels like to organize the March on Washington? This burden is like an active volcano willing to erupt in any minute.

In late 2009 I made a decision that 2010 would be a year which I have decided to be. In 2010 I have risen from the ashes of yesterday and to proclaim that I am uniquely me. I will no longer live under a mask. That means merging my joy for life with the burden of trying to impact the world. That is why I moved my website from www.antoniolove.com to www.livelifeantoniolove.com I realized that all I can be is uniquely me to live my life and to share my burdens. My prayer is that I live a life that impacts the world each day. I have been created fearfully and wonderfully made. Therefore, the message is also wonderfully made. That means that my life is the message that is designed for only me to tell. This purpose of changing the world has been fashioned inside of me since I was born. I no longer fill the guilt of being who I am. I no longer feel the importance of living under expectations from people who might not understand me. As long as God understands me I am going to be okay. I will not apologize for being me.

We all have purpose inside of us. We all have a message. In 2010 let us all take off the mask and become all that God intended us to become. We all need to live our life in the wonderful. To discover the uniqueness of what God has created.

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time to harvest.. by Sir Mervs.

Sowing and reaping is not just a Christian doctrine. It is a global truth that exist. Hinduism and Buddhism call it karma. Christians call it sowing and reaping. The intention is that a sower or a person would apply seeds all over the ground, in return those seeds are to generate a crop. The aim is whatever a person sows that is what they harvest or simply they get what they deserve. This is not on in this life it also effects their life in the thereafter. I decided to initiate a seed of hope, in return for the gaining a crop of hope. I call this the Hope Project. A person means to obtain a blessing has a direct impact into what they sow. The gripping facet to sowing is that whatever seed that a person sows it always becomes multiplied. A sower never plants one seed to get one piece of fruit. The sower expects a multiplication of what seed sowed. For example, my grandfather has a small garden. Every year since I was little he has always planted tomato seeds. When my grandfather plants a tomato seed he does not expect to receive one tomato. If his expectation is only to receive one tomatoes he would be better off going to the store because my grandfather labor would have been in vain. He expects to have several tomatoes all from one seed, my grandfather plants with the expectation of multiplication. The power of sowing and reaping is found in the phenomena of multiplication when one seed can create an entire plant with multiple fruit growing at different rates.

On August 14, 2009, the release of the book, The Hope Project, is so vital to the current economic issues in America. It is pertinent to people who need a little karma in their life. It is also an immense opportunity for those who participate in the experiment. I am taking the lead to sow a seed of hope. I am taking both my time and talent and planting it into a whole world that is full of possibilities. I have high expectations like my grandfather expecting to develop an orchard of blessings. I am also taking that same seed of hope and putting it into the hands of countless sowers. Then, I am asking them to discover that same seed, and plant it into the sphere of possibilities. Is there a catch? The answer is certainly, the catch is the expectation of receiving multiplication. On August 14, 2009 when people begin to disseminate that seed, they need to begin to expect the multiplication of goodness into their life. If a person needs hope in their lives, then that individual needs to spread hope. I needed hope in my life, so I decided to engender hope. I am asking people across the country to take hope and give it out, sow with the expectation of reaping a harvest of karma like never before.

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He spent over 20 years on his job, only to have a pink slip handed to him at the end of the day. He always had been on time for work. His annual evaluation had always ranked him as being brilliant employee. That level of duty and dedication to the company could not stop him from losing his career He was an engineer and went to school. He was always taught that a degree from school would always insure that he would have a job. At the age of 44, with the end of the company and a loss of one-hundred thousand in income, he finds himself without a job, career, and finical stability. He needs hope. It almost seems that this is the story of many hard working Americans. People are facing some of the toughest times probably since the 1930’s. Across the country the story seems to be the same, people are struggling. They need help and a since of hope. I think that I have the answer. I think that through a method of giving hope away we will begin to see s seismic shift in their lives, family, community, and country. I call this the Hope Project. In November of 2008, I began toying with this notion of giving hope away. What would happen if people would learn how to give, not just money, but time, and expertise? That individuals across the world started a trend in which we all shared each other’s burden. That we as a human race started giving hope to each other. This Hope Project is an experiment to see if the lives of people can be changed through the process of giving away hope. I have decided to provide both my life and talent first. I have written a book entitled The Hope Project, this book is totally free to any person who downloads the book or reads it electronically (Does Not Include Kindle). This book retails in paperback 15.99. My aim is to see if a person or a company can change if they were able to give Hope away. This provocative book, Hope, I am challenging people to take the book and pass it on – giving Hope away. In this book, I share with him or her a the 10 rules of hope. The goal is straightforward – to reach over a million people with his message of hope. So on August 14,2009 I am asking individuals to connect your faith with me as we reach over a million people with this message of Hope. Lastly, I am also asking people to join my facebook group and my online community. The Empowering Life Movement we are asking for 1 million people to make a commitment to be the change that the world needs.

Facebook Group

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Empowering Life Community
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Since yesterday,  I have been  wondering how could pay tribute to Micheal Jackson. How could I make his life and music meaningful to me. Like many, I spent years of my life being a Micheal Jackson fan.  If you were a young man you were a Micheal Jackson hater because every girl was going to marry Micheal Jackson. If you did not have a Curl and the Thriller jacket you were not cool at all. This is the only man I know that not only affected music, but fashion as well. He had grown men wearing diamond studded gloves.  So, as I tearfully write this blog, I think about the little Mike that lives within us all. I think that the greatness of Micheal was not his music or his dancing it was his ability to be himself. The kid that was a friend to a mouse ended up becoming a friend of us all. How many of us can say we are true to ourselves? Who the world is missing today, is a man who demonstrated authenticity by living his life as he saw it.  He was the boy that never grew up, he was Peter Pan; it appears that  this where the human genius lives. It lives in the Peter Pan that we all still have but the world of adulthood keeps us from living in the world of innovation. I look at my 4 year old daughter, who is a Micheal Jackson fan, her imagination and the way she sees the world is a lot like  Micheal Jackson’s music. She see stories and themes that can only be created in the innocence of childhood.  How many of us can ever say we live our dreams especially our childhood dreams. When we are childlike, we see the world not as it is, but as a world of possibilities. As children we see aliens, monsters, and we see mystic animals; as a child we can have an entire have  zoo in our backyard, we can spin around and turn into dust or become a tiger.  Micheal Jackson showed us all that regardless of what the media or the world says about you, it is important to be yourself. That the most abnormal thing is to not live your life according to what you see. The world will spend the next several days trying to piece together the life of The Great Micheal Jackson. There will be findings of possible poor choices on his part. They will mention his legal troubles. But let us remember the Man that defied  gravity beacuse he allowed us to walk on the moon. Lets us fall back in love with that woman of our youth that was a PYT and has now become the Lady of Our Life.  You should all go back to Kindergarten where it was all about ABC and 123. Let’s take it back to the floor when we could Remember the Times and it was Human Nature to fall into love and out of love. When a good guy could be BAD and Dangerous but Billy Jean was not our lover. When racism was not an issue because we were not Black or White, we just wanted to be a Dancing Machine. When you could live forever because you were the Thriller and spending time with your family was a Victory. Since there is a recession, and beacuse the government Never Cared About Us, let us, in the memory of Micheal Jackson, put on your leather outfit that is too hot to wear in the summer, turn the  radio up to ten, get “Off the Wall”, grab yourself, and spin around a much as you can.  Ladies and gentlemen today we celebrate  the man, the innovation, and the  mind of a friend that made music magical: The Great Micheal Jackson. Live, Life, and Antonio Love www.antoniolove.com www.elifemovement.com www.empoweringlifeinternational.com

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It was 2 a.m. I was not getting much sleep. I had to share a bed with my four year old daughter as we were visiting my parents. If you have children you know my situation. It is as if God teaches Tae-bo classes to little kids in their sleep. I was kicked and punched the entire night. As soon as the class ended and she settled into her deep sleep a storm came rolling in. The only thing I could think was I am never going to get any sleep. So at 2 am I was laying in bed meditating and I learned about prayer. I learned that the simplicity of having a conversation with God is one of the most powerful tools in the world.

As I was in the bed watching my little girl just sleep jealous because she was doing something that I wanted to do. She began to showing signs that she feels protected as she nestles her head into my chest with a smile of contentment. She had no worries. I realize that children don’t think about bills needed to be paid, they have limited understanding of the problems that we as adult have. They just rest in arms of the one who was designed to protect them. As I sat looking at her I realized the wonderful relationship that a child has for their parents. At a wonderful age of 34 I still look at my parents with that same look, I may have my own home, job, and business, but sometimes there is nothing like coming home to the people that were designed to protect you. When things get a little difficult going back home and are refreshing. It is kind of like my daughter crawling in my lap and going to sleep. Parents are like god, when you are in there presence nothing really matters other than love. That is why parents should not expose children to adult problems. It robs them from their child like innocents and it distorts their faith and hope.

There I was 2am not being able to sleep then all of sudden at storm came rumbling in. The only thing I could think of was I was never going to get any sleep. As the storm became louder my daughter facial expression changed. She became uncomfortable, as the lighting flashed and the loud sounds of a tree being hit by lighting my daughter woke up looked at me and said, “Daddy I am scared,” then she held on to me tighter an went back to sleep. After she told me she was scared she acted like it never happened. That was the nature of prayer, give your issues away and act like it never happened.

I finally understood prayer and how the God wants us to view him. In my daughters mind I was God I was all seeing, knowing, and powerful. When her life became difficult she went to the one she knew could protect her. Once she made her request she left it alone. Her faith and hope was left in the hands of the one which she felt should deal with it. When she made her request for protection in her mind the issue was settled, she was going to be protected. Is that not the nature of prayer? Is it not making a request to God? Is it not leaving it in the hands of the one that sees, knows, and control all things?

Then I realized that we as adults don’t prayer like children. We think that it is our prayer that gets us the things that we want. That is the reason why we attempt to be so perfect in our prayers. Like we are trying to impress God a being that sees and knows all things. My daughter is four when she is the most eloquent that is when she is trying to manipulate me. She gets this little sparkle in her eyes and tilts her head and smiles. She put on a show for daddy. How a many of us try to put on a show for God? Even though he may grant us some of our prayers do you really think he is impressed with us? Prayers are a matter of the heart not words. Sometimes we may not know what to say, like a child our vocabulary is limited. So our prayers may be found in the word help. It can be displayed as our hands our lifted with tears strolling down our face. During the storms God knows. Like I knew that before my daughter arose I needed to be there for her.

I learned that prayer was not about being correct or long it was about a relationship that was built on faith and hope. It was about making a request to the one that control the universe. It was about making that request and letting it lay in the chest of the one who can handle it.

I have expressed that in the next 90 days or so I will be sharing with you about a movement. This is a movement that is based on people that is willing to share. These blogs are a part of this movement and I ask that you share them with everyone.

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It was as if anything that I did not build solid was gone as soon as the storm came. I was like Katrina Victims, I was considered a refugee in my own land. There was a blessing in the storm for me. I was allowed to see that which was solid was solid and that which is sand was sand. It was like an old archeological dig the wind caused me to discover me. I was able to see the me that had been covered for years. The dreams and the passion that I once had came back to life. I think I had no choice I had nothing left. I think when you are comfortable and you make a certain amount of money you forget purpose of why you where created. Bachelors degree, Graduate degrees, Specialist degree can sometimes be the biggest deception in a person life, it can sometimes rob you of innovation. It causes you to trust the system and we are all finding out the system is changing. The things becomes your God and you can no longer hear your destiny speaking.

This time it is going to be different. Purpose is knocking on my door and I have answered. In the next 90 days there will be some exciting things that I will be sharing with friends and family. I have a project that I am working on that I am really excited about. It aligns with my reason for being born. If you are reading this I am going to ask that you pray for me that this time of my life it would be different and as I share with you parts of my project that you join in the movement.

A few week ago through facebook, I was able to find a friend that I had not spoken to in years. Just like a archeological dig this friend was able to brush off more sand off of me. He reminded me that I had a grassroots nature. He has no clue that for months I have been pondering a grassroots movement.

So in the next 90 days some of the things you will see from me. I will be doing more life style changing to discipline myself to handle this new grassroots movement. This includes more exercise, better eating habits and more praying and mediation. I also will be spending more time connecting with people though blogging and online journals. I ask that as I share you share back because this movement will not be possible without the help of people.

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What is discipline?

To discipline thus means to instruct a person or animal to follow a particular code of conduct, or to adhere to a certain “order.” Consequently, “in the field of child development, discipline refers to methods of modeling character and of teaching self-control and acceptable behavior.”[

Self-discipline refers to the training that one gives one’s self to accomplish a certain task or to adopt a particular pattern of behavior, even though one would really rather be doing something else.

Self-discipline is to some extent a substitute for motivation, when one uses reason to determine a best course of action that opposes one’s desires.

Those are not my words but the word defined by the Wikipedia, as it relates to discipline. What does that means to us? Personally me it means not eating a bag of Gummies when I should eat a salad. It my conscious decision to sleep when I should be working out. It is checking my MySpace page when I should be working on my next book. I have learned that every level of success requires another level of discipline or self sacrifice. What are you willing to sacrifice to get to your next level.

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In everything that you do do you do you put the needs of others before your yourself? Can people see that you are a servant. Is your life consumed with living in the the of “I”(I want, I need, I have to have, I don’t feel like) Is your disposition and or attitude, the things that you do based on your needs.  Do you put energy into serving others?

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