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Sunday, July 3, 2011

"Dreams Really Can Come True..." 'Judith Whitehead' (Inspirational Monday's)

Guest blogger Judith Whitehead is back with another inspirational  positive blog. Many blogs especially mine are rants and raves. Judy is always positive and since Mondays are the hardest day of the week for many  Judith has agreed to  write something to help keep our glass half full every Monday. Check back every Monday for another promising  blog to see how your glass can remain half full instead of half empty. Monday's will be "Inspirational Mondays" on dakinetalk!  Judith is Happily married with two adult sons and lives in the suburbs near Buffalo, N.Y.
My son is living proof that dreams really can come true. My son would be unanimously described by all that know him including us, his parents, as a non-conformist. Ever since he was little, he marched to his own drum; always knowing what he wanted, demonstrating a strong will. These children are not the easiest type to raise, but none the less, we tried to stimulate his creativity and “go with the flow” as he began to mature. As little as ten years old, we began to see he had musical talent. He began to “pick” at my husbands’ old guitar at 10 years old, and when we heard him play “Stairway to Heaven” from “ear”, we knew he had talents. It became his outlet and his avenue to shine. From that point on, he began to develop that sense of music. He not only began to “collect” guitars, but also build and refurbish them. We encouraged his natural talent, although it was not the most economical hobby to nurture, and it became his life long goal to be a “rocker”.

When Led Zepplin with Jimmy Page scheduled a concert in Buffalo, one of the last in the old Buffalo Aud, we had to attend. There we were, at 4 o’clock in the morning, standing in line at Record Theatre on Main Street, waiting for a number to get the best seats. The very place where his own CD is now for sale. It was a sell out, of course, and I know we were the only family of four, that went to that concert. My son was age 10 then, and he will remember that day for the rest of his life, as we all will.

Over the years, he has performed several places and composed several songs. But his finest hour came this year. After several months of recording and composing, he came out with his first professional CD release. He not only recorded the CD in a professional studio, but he also played all the instruments on every song, from guitar to drums. It has been a very long road for him, but he never lost sight of his goal to be a
musician. We are in the process of getting his music out there. Several music/book stores are carrying his CD now and hopefully some radio stations will give it a chance. It is a dog- eat- dog world out there for musicians, and through perseverance my sons’ dream is unfolding right before his eyes and ours. We couldn’t be happier for him. His working as a Chef does supplement his goal, but now the real work starts.

He is young enough to give his dream a good shot and hopefully he will be able to share his talents with many. It has been a group effort to get him thus far. As we get older, we often loose sight of our dreams and sell out for more conventional careers that come our way. We exchange financial security for happiness all too often. It becomes hard to follow your desires when financially things become more difficult and responsibilities grow. With a little help from his friends and family, my son was able to achieve this goal
thus far. We need to try and keep our dreams alive, for it’s what “living” is all about.

None of us know where this path will take him, but at least he can say he gave it his all and won’t have any regrets. Our lives pass us by so very quickly and if we don’t make an effort to fulfill the years with goals that make us happy, we spend our senior years regretting our decisions with “I should haves”. Take a chance on a dream if possible and enjoy each day as a gift.

If you would like to know more about Joel Whitehead and listen to his music go to;  http://www.myspace.com/joelwhitehead221

Saturday, July 2, 2011

"Speed control in Israel!" 'Chester Lau'

This information was sent to dakinetalk from Chester Lau ,  (photo above) Chester was one of the camera men on the original Hawaii Five 0 with Jack Lord!
See these photos ...... especially the last one! How's this for high-speed control??
When drivers pass by, they almost stop completely due to the holes and to avoid car damages.This is a strategy currently used in Israel as a high-speed control.
It is more economical than using cameras, radar, police officers, etc.Very clever..Especially when they move them around every day!

Dakinetalk is looking for guest bloggers, send your jokes, short stories, rants, raves, love stories, political thoughts or whatever is on your mind. We want to publish you! send all inquiries to jrsensei@hotmail.com  attention; Publisher.

Friday, July 1, 2011

"Bring on da scabs..." James "Kimo" Rosen

The NBA and NFL are currently on lockout since owners have locked out the players after failing to reach a new collective bargaining agreement.

These professional athletes are making more money than anyone, a good player can have muti-million dollar signing bonus's before they ever play one game.

Everyone is hurting in this economy if players loose a few million, there still millionaires, are we suppose to feel sorry for these jocks? Sure we'll miss the games, but my guess is there are plenty of athletes out there willing to play ball for a fraction of what we pay professional athletes, bring on da scabs!

"Aloha Friday..." 'Michael A. Herr'

dakinetalk welcomes renowned author and book publisher Michael  A. Herr as our  Guest blogger.  http://www.michaelherr.com/


 Ai ka pressure! Aloha kakou. I made a commitment to Kimo. I said I would write a regular contribution for his blog. I said I would submit it every Friday — hence, "Aloha Friday". I hope I really said I would 'try' to do this.
 A very small bit about me. I don't live on Kauai, I live in California. I'm retired from education and now I'm a writer (with 6 self-published fiction books so far). To paraphrase Brother Iz, I'm Hawaiian because I love Hawai'i and wish that I could live there. Enuf for this time, more on me maybe next time.

On Saturday, June 26, 2011, seven voyaging canoes arrived at O'ahu. They represented 14 South Pacific island nations and are journeying across the Pacific. They received a warm welcome at Kualoa Regional Park.

What makes this interesting to me is that earlier this year Hawai'i lost a national treasure, Herb Kane. Herb was not only a wonderful artist, he was also the inspiration behind the construction of Hokulea. Hokulea is a voyaging canoe built to prove that Hawai'i was populated by people who were not thrown about the sea by chance; but who purposefully guided their canoes from island to island navigating by the stars. Herb Kane was joined in forming the group who designed and built and sailed Hokulea by Dr. Ben Finny and Tommy Holmes. I know in my heart that Herb would have been so proud, so happy, so excited to see these seven voyaging canoes sail into O'ahu. Mahalo Herb and much aloha.

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Thursday, June 30, 2011

"Giving up chocklate..." 'Anonymous'

I was walking down the street when I was accosted by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless woman who asked me for a couple of dollars for dinner.

I took out my wallet, got out ten dollars and asked, 'If I give you this money, will you buy chocolate with it instead of dinner?'

'No, I had to stop eating chocolate years ago', the homeless woman told me.

'Will you use it to go shopping instead of buying food?' I asked.

'No, I don't waste time shopping,' the homeless woman said. 'I need to spend all my time trying to stay alive.'

'Will you spend this on a beauty salon instead of food?' I asked.

'Are you NUTS!' replied the homeless woman. I haven't had my hair done in 20 years!'

'Well, I said, 'I'm not going to give you the money. Instead, I'm going to take you out for dinner with my husband and me tonight.'

The homeless Woman was shocked. 'Won't your husband be furious with you for doing that? I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting.'

I said, 'That's okay. It's important for him to see what a woman looks like after she has given up shopping, hair appointments, and chocolate.'

Mahalo to Anonymous Emailer for this funny guest blogger submission!
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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

"A Rabbi in over His Head..." 'Harmony' (Harmonic Wednesdays)


'Harmony' is back with another guest blog on this Wednesday. Dakinetalk is now calling Wednesday's Harmonic Wednesdays!
This is a story about a man who had to sink or swim when he got himself in over his head. This story takes place a long time ago in a country somewhere in Eastern Europe. It’s about a rabbi- a very learned rabbit. Because he lived in a time and place with a shortage of rabbis, he would travel across the land visiting all the synagogues. He would preach and help interpret the Torah which is the holy scripture for the Jewish people. This rabbi had a coachman who drove him from town to town. When the rabbi preached, the coachman would sit on the floor, in the corner, and watch. This coachman was very envious of the rabbi.

One night when the coachman was driving the rabbi to the next town, he said to him, “Rabbi, I wish I knew how it feels.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I want to be loved. I want to be admired. I want to be revered for my knowledge. I am so tired of being a nobody. Rabbi, do you think when we get to the next town, we could switch clothes, and I could put on your robe, and you could wear my rags, and then, everyone would think I am the rabbi?”

The rabbi smiled because in truth, he liked his coachman, a great deal, and he was a compassionate. person. He said to him, “My friend, you know that it takes more than clothes to make the man. What if somebody were to ask you a question you didn't know the answer to? It would be very embarrassing for both of us and even more so for me because everybody would think you are me.”

“Rabbi, I may not be a scholar like you, but I am no dummy. Oh, please, let me do this just one time, and I will never ask again. I just want to know what it feels like to be you.”

Now, the rabbi realized his coachman was not only curious and passionate, he was also convincing because against his better judgment, the coachman convinced the rabbi to go along with his scheme. When they arrived in the next town, they switched clothes with the coachman wearing the robe and the rabbi wearing the rags. They walked into the synagogue together, and the rabbi settled into the corner with his heart, in his mouth, hoping nothing would go wrong.

The coachman walked to the front and turned to face the congregation which was now streaming towards him. Right away he could see it in their eyes that they admired and respected him, and it felt wonderful. That was what he had been wanting all his life. Then, each member came up to him individually and shook his hand saying, “Sholom Aleichem, Rabbi,” and the coachman just basked in the warmth of that glow. He wished that moment could last forever, but you know moments like that never last forever. A congregation member , known for his braininess, approached him and said, “Rabbi, we were wondering if you could settle an argument for us. I say this passage means one thing, and everyone else says it means something else. I know that I’m right, however. Could you just tell everyone I’m right?”

At this point, the rabbi in the corner began praying, “Oh, God, please get us out of this deep water. Why did I ever let the coachman convince me to go along with this crazy scheme? If you can get us out from over our heads, God, then, I will be your humble servant forever.”

The coachman, however, played it very cool and calm. He looked at the passage, although in truth, he didn't even know how to read! But he could pretend. He perused every word of that Hebrew paragraph, although, it was Greek to him. After a few minutes, he looked up at the man, and replied, ”This is easy. This is simple. Why, anyone would know what this means. ANYONE! Why, even my coachman in the corner, could tell you what this means. Coachman, come over here and explain to this man who thinks he’s so smart exactly what this passage means!

It was in that moment that the rabbit realized his coachman was wise in a way that enabled them to emerge when they were in way over their heads. And he was humbled.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

"We owe the world nothing..."

James "Kimo" Rosen and Franklin Graham in Anchorage Alaska 1999
This blog originally an anonymous email  was sent to us to share  from Chester Lau....

Will someone please tell me what the HECK iS wrong with all the people that run this country!!!!!!!

We're "broke" and can't help our own seniors, veterans, orphans, homeless etc.,?????????
Congress can give themselves raises but NO COLA for all of us on Social Security!

In the last months we have provided aid to Haiti , Chile , and Turkey . And now Pakistan ......home of bin Laden. Literally, BILLIONS of DOLLARS!!

Our retired seniors living on a 'fixed income', receive no aid nor do they get any breaks, while our government and religious organizations pour Hundreds of Billions of $$$$$'s and Tons of Food to Foreign Countries!

We have hundreds of adoptable children who are shoved aside to make room for the adoption of foreign orphans.

AMERICA: A country where we have homeless without shelter, children going to bed hungry, elderly going without 'needed' meds, and mentally ill without treatment -etc,etc.

YET......................
They have a 'Benefit' for the people of Haiti on 12 TV stations, ships and planes lining up with food, water, tents clothes, bedding, doctors and medical supplies.

Imagine if the *GOVERNMENT* gave 'US' the same support they give to other countries.

This Anonymous email was sent to us from Chester Lau who lives in Honolulu Hawaii.
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