TNR Happenings October 7, 2019
Dr. Kevin…I QUIT!
I have been doing quite a lot of Facebook Live lately: Mondays at 8:00 a.m. and Wednesdays at 1:00 p.m. I was in a quandary due to a scheduling conflict because we were going to be in Michigan for a Memorial service for Dr. Julie’s mother. I didn’t want to cancel it, so I came up with a great idea: have one of our members make a guest appearance. So far, so good, right? We asked Dr. Lisa and she graciously took the assignment on short notice. The incredibly positive views and comments have not stopped yet. What’s up with that? Where’s the love? Is she beautiful? Hell yes. Is she entertaining? Hell yes. Is she well spoken? Hell yes. She crushed it and the analytics don’t lie. Her authenticity is off the charts! How will I ever be ever be able to live up to that???
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Thank you Dr. Lisa!!! We would love to have all of our TNR members do a guest appearance so let us know if you're interested.
Miyagi Seminar is on November 1st & 2nd
You should have received the information in your mail. Reminder: the discounted tickets are in play until October 18th. If there is a blind spot, not only in our profession, but also sadly in TNR, it's Miyagi. This blind spot has been called by many names: AOR (acute onset retardation), self-importance, ego... But it all amounts to the same: "I don’t need to train at this high level." "I adjust every day and nobody complains." "I’ve got this, besides my adjusting is great and my town doesn’t have any of those difficult cases. Besides, insurance doesn’t pay for them." "I like my practice just the way it is." I met a golfer in MI and he said, "I just want to play every once in a while. My scores keep getting worse, but I don’t care. I would never practice to get better. It’s just not worth the effort."
Change is a paradox, not a problem to be solved. You will change, regardless of your permission, awareness, or consent. From aging to illness, the invisible will gobble you up, whether you're aware of it or not or whether you're kicking and screaming. Volunteering to change, in this case to have the highest possible skill level and mindset, is a gift from the gods. Most of the time change only comes when there is a fork in the road, such as divorce, serious illness, injury, disability, bankruptcy, addiction, etc. A warrior chooses to be a warrior, period. There is no force in the world that can do this for you or make you do it. It comes from the inside. You must want to be the once-in-a-lifetime DC for each and every practice member that you will ever see.
Practice tip of the week
It's communication upgrade time for your office. Send your people a video with important issues and concepts like your Health Awareness Seminar, children, wellness, and difficult cases. Videos are so easy to make and people now accept them more readily than an email. If you happen to be photogenic, incredibly well-spoken, articulate, and a story teller (see lead article above), you are in luck. Even if you’re a bit more shy, they still communicate the message in the preferred medium of many. Want more people at your Health Awareness Seminar? Send a video about it. Want more people to bring in their kids for a Baseline Assessments? Ditto. Make a video that has more focus on emotional issues, anxiety, depression, etc. Videos are easy to make, easy to send, and the only cost is the time it takes to make them.
LHNC Gift raising starts today!
Yeahhh! Toys, coats, gloves, boots, hats, sporting goods, you name it, we need it. Dr. Megan has asked for all gifts to arrive on the Reservation by December 1st. She has to round up all the teachers and volunteers to sort, wrap, and assign the right gifts to the right kids. Get your community (like schools and businesses) involved in this as we need all the help we can get. DON”T WAIT UNTIL THE LAST WEEK! Thank you.
From the mind of Miyagi
Have the courage to stand out in a crowd.
There are noble and profound human beings whose radiance and value are unknown even to their closest neighbors. People whose depth and nobility of soul live unexpressed inside situations that are for them so unnatural, oppressive and beyond their control, that as individuals they intentionally obscure their own spiritual majesty with a theatrical veneer of the same banal drive that surrounds them every day to avoid the pain of being mocked or trivialized if discovered by the heartless and uncomprehending. By doing this they inadvertently subsidize the mentality that oppresses them, adding further still to their own false belief that they are alone and that there are no others like them. It takes courage to be what the world needs, but the world never seems to change when you are alone.”
- The Smell of Rain on Dust by Martin Prechtel.
It’s so easy to blend in with others and keep your incredible gifts to yourself. Having a higher resonation or awareness makes you the butt end of peoples derisive jokes, rolling eyes, and other forms of malevolence. You might feel a sense of isolation, it comes with the territory. People in general just won’t get you, but that’s not the point. They are not your practice members. Fitting in and being accepted by the majority is dangerous to your health. I’m not talking about bragging or showing off, teaching or lecturing people who don’t care, or blogging to nobody. I’m talking about being the best version of yourself in life, really stepping up and showing up in life. Exceed your practice members' expectations even if they don’t want to be well and only want to come in and get cracked. Most of us, without a place to belong to or a place where you are recognized, will not stand out in life and will fade into going through the motions while raising kids or with our career, with little or no passion and meaning in your life. Don't just wave the banner of kids, true health, difficult cases, wellness, etc. in your practice. Also wave it with parenting, marriage, and making it your business instead of saying it’s not my problem.
While at the memorial, I ran into one of the kids I had spent a lot of time with during the summers in MI. He said that one of his kids wants to be a Chiropractor. It’s not by accident. He’s got TNR DNA in him. He said he still quotes some of the things that I had told him over the years. Investing time in youth pays large dividends.
Yes, there is training involved in becoming the best version of yourself. It doesn’t just happen. Before you go off offering free advice to anybody who will listen, always remember point #3 of the 7-Figure Academy workbook. People think they know what’s best for them and usually THEY DON’T! Wisdom is in short supply and information and data supposedly rule the world. Regardless of what society thinks, when they are in trouble, information and data turn out to be impotent. Blending in with Below the Line thinking is gutless and catches up with you in visible and invisible ways. Popularity and consensus are overrated, especially in the arena of health, not disease.
A daughter's love for her mother
You’ve all heard me speak, too many times I’m sure, but my wife read this at the Celebration of Life in Michigan. It is a touching tribute to a beautiful woman who touched so many lives and lives on in Dr. Julie, as well as our kids. A trivia question: did you know that she put up a dozen of students at her home from Life U who drove to one of our seminars in Michigan? Her influence lives on in so many extraordinary people.
Mom loved her family with all of her heart and she was our foundation.
Dad was the love of her life. They had a love for the ages and were the definition of soul mates. Dad adored her and as everyone knows, he loved to get a rise out of her. She loved pranking him, too, like sneaking up on him to scare him. Then she would laugh and laugh. They were playful and loved to laugh together. To say the least, their relationship was unique and rare. She loved being a farmer’s wife. She loved traveling with Dad, usually driving for hours to Massachusetts, Branson, Missouri, Florida, Canada, or wherever, and yet they never tired of being together. They worked side by side as they rebuilt their home after it burnt down. They worked hard to make the farm so beautiful. They told each other “I love you” every day - I even heard Mom tell Dad that multiple times per day. How many of us can say that?
They never complained no matter how tight the money was or how many hours they had to work each day. They were always finding the time to do things for other people, too. And when someone needed a place to stay for a while, they opened their home. They even allowed scorpions and a tarantula to live in their home when a grandson bought them and wasn’t allowed to keep them at his house! Cody, do you know anything about that?
They suffered so many tough losses over the years yet their bond never wavered. When our house burnt down and we lost everything, they would say that everything could be replaced and at least none of us were hurt. It was devastating for them when they lost 2 of their sons and their 17 day old granddaughter. Mom was so close to her mom and dad and her 3 younger bothers - she was their rock - and it was so hard on her when they left us.
Mom and Dad had known each other for over 65 years - Dad left us a few months before their 65th anniversary. My heart ached for Mom every night over the last 4 years because I knew she missed having him lying in the bed next to her when she would go to bed. And I knew it was so painful for her to wake up every morning and not have him next to her. She longed for the day she and Dad would be together again.
She loved being a mother, a grandmother, a great grandmother, and a great great grandmother. Nothing made her happier than when her family members would come to her home to see her or would call her on the phone. She made a point to always tell her loved ones that she loved them. Even on phone calls, she would tell us she loved us. I talked to her every day, sometimes multiple times, and on every call she made a point to tell me that she loved me. When any of us were driving home, especially at night, she would want us to call or text her when we got home. She had to know that we made it home safely.
She loved when her kids, grandkids, and great grandkids would bring their friends to her home. She would welcome the friends with open arms and treat them as if she had known them for years. She didn’t judge - she accepted them because they were friends of her loved ones.
She had the biggest heart of anyone I have ever known and she wasn’t afraid to open it.
She loved her friends and loved when they would visit her. She always made sure that no one left her home hungry. She never wanted any of her friends or family to leave either - she could talk for hours and hours and would still be talking to the person as she walked them to their car. I think it was her way of unconsciously making that person feel special and loved.
Dad and Mom loved feeding and watching the birds on their balcony. The birds brought them so much pleasure and they loved seeing all the different kinds. She especially loved feeding and watching her hummingbirds. She would keep track of how many gallons of hummingbird food she would make and I think she used to make over 30 gallons each summer.
The morning after she passed, as I walked into the kitchen and was thinking about Mom, I looked out the sliding doors and saw a beautiful male Bluebird on the railing. I know Mom and Dad would see the Bluebirds, but I don’t remember ever seeing one on their railing. He flew a foot or so off the railing and then came back, then disappeared. Then about 15 minutes later I was thinking about Mom again as I walked back into the kitchen by the sliding doors, and on the railing was a male and female Bluebird. The male was being silly, flying off the railing a foot or so and then back by the female. I watched them for a few minutes then they disappeared. I had a feeling - like that was a sign that Mom and Dad were together. About an hour later Scott and Geri had gotten to the house and were sitting at the table, I was in the living room and was on the phone with Lora. I started to tell her about the Bluebirds and wanted Scott and Geri to hear the story at the same time so I walked to the kitchen. Scott and Geri looked out toward the railing when they heard me and then Scott said, “There they are!” We watched them and this time the male was flying off a foot or so and coming back on to the railing by the female, and then she would do the same. It was like they were playing together and being silly. Scott even said it was Dad teasing Mom. This was my sign from God that Mom had found Dad and that they were back together, playing around as usual.
She loved her flowers. Over the years she and Dad built the most beautiful flower gardens and she loved watching the different flowers bloom between spring and fall.
She loved pictures. She had a moving picture frame that had thousands of pictures on it and she kept it on 24/7 so she could see it when she was in the kitchen or sitting at her table. She also had tons of pictures on her tablet and her cell phone and over the last year she would spend hours looking at pictures of Cole and Kalia.
Mom loved animals, especially dogs. She didn't care how many were running around her house or yard. She enjoyed holding them, loving them, taking them for rides in the golf cart, and watching them be silly. They brought so much joy to her life.
I know, almost all I’ve talked about is how she embodied love, but she was also so stubborn at times. We would get so irritated with her, but now, looking back, I realize that she was just a strong person who stood up for what she believed in - which is a good and rare trait to have.
Dad used to love buying flowers for Mom, especially Gladiolas when they would go to Shipshewana. The Gladiolas that are here today are a gift from Dad - to blanket Mom in flowers to bring her closer to him.
Mom, I miss you so much and I'll never forget the last hug I received from you - you held me so tightly and for so long - as if you knew it would be the last. My tears are uncontrollable when I think of you and how I will never share a hug with you again. Yet it brings great comfort to me to know that you are now with Dad, Buck, and Dick, and you’re all taking turns holding Kiley. Thank you for being my mom - I love you!
DCME confidential
Question 1: I’ve heard you say so many times before that the actual people who you attempt to help can turn vicious and I didn’t know what you mean. I do now. What the heck?
Answer: In our society, diseases are categorized as ones that can be helped and ones that are incurable or hopeless. Attempting to help with these difficult cases will bring out the animal in many people. DCMEs are not for the faint at heart.
Question 2: Can you do a DCME with a person on Medicare?
Answer: NO! As I tell everyone you look great in every color except orange that will be the color of your prison jumpsuit. There are no answers for Medicare in the DCME paradigm.
