An Apple, A Kiwi and The Zohar ... Miracles, "OH MY"

If you don't believe in miracles, listen to these stories of one simple day....

Several posts back I shared here that I had had a dream about a former student of mine who we call Kiwi. Many of you reached out to me expressing your compassion and your care and the angels must have heard your love in the upper worlds.

Thursday was full of challenges and tests, including (but not limited to) the hard drive on my computer completely giving out on me first thing in the morning. I mean, it's not the end of the world, per say, but I had been working on some things that had yet to be backed up. I chalked it up to the universe giving me a merciful way of learning a lesson in Letting Go.

After reaching out to my facebook friends, I decided that a trip to the Genius Bar was in order. Better to handle the problem promptly, instead of prolonging the suffering. My appointment was for 5:00pm.

In between waking up @ 8am and a 5pm Genius Appointment, I had a multitude of tasks and appointments that had to be checked off my list; Including a second job interview for a job I didn't really want and a 2:30pm meeting to drop off a Zohar to local Lutheran church. (Go to www.dailyzohar.com to learn more about the Zohar and it's amazing gift of blessings), AS WELL as well as a meeting with a dear friend to discuss a project we want to create together.

Time was of the essence. And if you have ever paid a visit to the genius bar, you know that you don't want to miss the appointment, as it means just another delay in getting your device back up and running.

I made my 12:00pm interview on time, early actually. I was offered the Job on the spot. (More on that to come)

Around 1pm my friend called me to let me know that she had missed her bus and that we were going to have to delay the Zohar delivery about an hour.

Immediately, I just wanted to cancel on her and reschedule for another time, because I didn't see how all this "Fit" into "My" plan. But something told me I shouldn't.

I showed up to Ellen's place to deliver the Zohar. We walked over to the church and upon our arrival we were greeted with a simple "No, Thank You" after asking to speak to the pastor, his assistant kindly offered that he was busy getting ready for the evenings liturgy.

Ellen had experienced this sort of rejection with the Zohar project before. But I've got to hand it to her, she was relentless. She got on the phone with the coordinator of the project and, to no avail, was met with a busy signal. We regrouped at Starbucks. I appointed my timeline to Ellen and she requested "Let's just try one more church" "Okay" I acquiesced. As we left Starbucks she saw a steeple.

"Let's go there" She exclaimed. Certain that THAT church was the lucky recipient of our Zohar!

As we got closer to the church, I started to take notice. Approaching the door I began to take inventory of it's grandeur. It was huge. Not like St. Pat's huge, but modern with heightened security. It was a church of Latter Day Saints... and you know their reputation for not being "open" to anything other than their own doctrines.

I buzzed the buzzer anyway. A lovely girl voice answered.

"We have a book for you that offers your church and community healing and protection, it's our gift to you" I said to her through the intercom.

"OK, I'll be right down to get it" She said...

Until she got downstairs and saw a gay man and an Asian girl in a wheel chair with a "book" that's 23 volumes sitting on her lap.

"Here is the book" I pointed, extending her a pamphlet and letter explaining the energy contained within it's pages.

I went on to explain how the vision of this particular project is to unite all religious organizations, including churches of all denominations, mosques, synagogues and Buddhist Temples. The Zohar, just by merit of having it in your presence, creates an opening spiritually to bring people together.

"You know what" She said trying to buy herself some time

"Let me just take these materials here and I will have someone call you and let you know if we are interested in taking your book" She continues with the chill of Utah on a Sunday January morning.

"How about we leave it for you, and if your boss objects to it then we will come back and pick it up" Ellen said peering over the top of the large box on her lap.

"This letter will be fine, I am not in a place to accept gifts on behalf of the church" She noted as she said her gratitude and shut the door.

Defeated, Ellen felt.

"Wanna find one more" She said.

"NO" I continued,

"We will take the Zohar back to your place and we will find out where it needs to go when we get back in touch with the project manager" I protested, while already having missed my meeting with my other friend and now quite possibly missing my Genius appointment!!!! OH NO !!!

We ran back to Ellen's place, stowed the Zohar safely and off I went. Broken MacBook in tow.

I called Tommy as I was walking out

"Meet me at the Apple store in SoHo, We can at least talk about our project while we are waiting"

He was down with that.

As I arrived, I noticed my name on the screen. #7 on the list.

Whew. Gonna make it.

Then they called my name "Daniel Bobby Tuttle"

Meet Rafael, my genius.

God bless him. He had a look over Balthazar (The name I gave my computer) did a diagnosis on it.

Yup. Hard Drive fried.

"Let me hook it up to our server and see if I can salvage any of the stuff on it" he said.

All I could think about was what a fool I was for not saving my screenplay, "Bait; Trapped By The Truth" on another format. I have been working on it for nine months, and while I don't proclaim it to be Shakespeare, it has been something I have given birth to - My First Screenplay, and they say that the power of everything you do after that is contained within the first of anything.

My heart was racing.

"Well, looks good" he said.

"I'll tell you what, I will replace your hard drive complimentary. We can extract the old one and you can take it somewhere to have the contents transferred to a disk, or I can sell you a backup drive for $99, save everything for you there and you can take it home with you now. When we get your Mac back up, it will be like brand new and you can use the drive to put anything back on it you wish"

"Done". I said.

"And then next time, you won't have to freak out about loosing anything, because you will have a new back up drive that will auto-save everything you do" said the Genius.

(There is a reason his name is Rafael .. he was definitely my angel for the day)

Miracle. Check !

As Rafael was performing surgery on Balthazar, Tommy and I went to grab something to eat to talk about our project. His ideas were also ... Genius.

Miracle. Check !

THEN ... I went back to the Apple store to pick up my baby. Sitting there waiting, writing away on my phone, oblivious to my surroundings....

Kar-Plunk ! I fell of the side of the bench. Ass first about a foot off the ground ! BAM! Everyone starred.

"Are you Okay ?" they exclaimed !

Laughing hysterically, I picked myself up. "I'm Fine, Thank You".

As I calmed myself down, my phone rang.

"Hello?" I said

"Daniel, is that you?" I recognized the voice immediately.

"KIWI" I shouted for the whole store to hear me

"YES, WE HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT YOU SO MUCH, WE SEARCHED EVERYWHERE FOR YOUR NUMBER, I'M SO GLAD THIS IS STILL IT" He said, nearly as loud as I was.

We caught up for a good 2o minutes. I spoke to his Mom and got caught up on their whereabouts. They were doing well. Out of the shelter and into a home in Kenarsi. Kiwi was doing well in school and his mom was very proud of him. He grabbed the phone from her

"Daniel... Guess what ???" " I am an Actor now, just like you" he screamed. "I'm doing a show with my school and it's going to be on Broadway in June, will you come???"

"Of Course!" I said.

We ended our conversation, exchanged information, and made plans to meet up soon.

HUGE MIRACLE. Check.

I have learned through the years that nothing happens alone, or as you "Plan". The fact that Kiwi got in touch with me "out of the blue" is completely illogical and unexpected.

That's how the universe works, my friends.

I am certain that as I shared this story with you, your output of compassion and love was heard in the upper worlds, and those messengers carried to Kiwi's heart.

I am forever thankful to you for that.

Thank you for allowing me to share my life with you.

Love Always,

Daniel

48 Hours of Grace / Sagittarius & Capricorn in your FACE!

Wednesday/Sagittarius
Woke up, arrow in hand.
Check email / Hard drive fried.
Facebook friends to rescue/genius appointment made.
2nd interview for Bartending Job

I didn't want/ I got it / Start Tuesday
Realization; "Give up something, for so much more" / 50 days to reveal light

Deliver Zohar to at Lutheran Church/ door slammed in our face. Twice.

Genius Miracle / Hard Drive Fried but Screenplay Saved!

Co-Creator meeting Tommy / Awesome Show

BIG MIRACLE; KIWI CALLS OUT OF THE BLUE / been trying to reach me for months!!! (See post below from Saturday re: Kiwi)

Zohar Miracle/ Mother of friend knows Pastor at Lutheran Church - Rav Shimon Wins again !

Killer class with Moskowitz / The Proactive Formula IPAS

Nightcap at Delicatessen.

Thursday / Capricorn

Woke up/ Fresh computer ready

SFK MUSICAL / Best rehearsal yet!

GYM/ Painful & Confusing after months of Yoga

Voice Lesson/ Pat Bennatar reinvented

Dos Caminos / Dirty ole' friend

Night Flight / Aquarius Rising

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Onto today's energy !

Aquarius:

Be a team player.

Practice compassion.

Transform ego into humility.

Letting Go; Our Last Day at The Brooklyn Residential Center

I always got super excited on the last day of school.

Perhaps it was the energy of completing something that I never thought I would, or maybe its the peace of mind of having something behind you and the renewal of opportunity when the next door opens.

Maybe it's just because I hated school so much, that every "last day" was a day closer to me moving to New York to be a big star on Broadway.

Things change when you are the teacher. (Most of the Time)
Today was one of those "Last Day's" that I wished that I could have had a few more days of.

Each semester I continue My work with SFK in some capacity. Usually in the Youth/Teen division. Last year I had the opportunity to teach two groups of young men (13-19) at Rikers Island and this year the same principle that wast there invited us to come to his new location, The Brooklyn Residential Center.
The residential center is a home which houses young ladies who have been incarcerated for a previous period of time and allows them the opportunity to "get their feet wet" before heading back into the main world again. The girls are still incarcerated, but are treated with a little more freedom by allowing for home visits and for parent visitation.

I have learned in this line of work to take a very "Anything Goes" approach to what we do. There are reasons for that too, trust me. We have our days. Today, the last day, certainly was one of them.
Upon arriving to the location, we learned that one of the residents had gone AWOL. In doing so, she tied six bedsheet's together, busted the bars off her bedroom window and managed to escape nearly 4 stories below.
A remarkable fete I commented.
It was obvious that she planned the whole thing very carefully.

Things happen for a reason, ya know. This is no different.
In our class, as we said good bye with pretty pink cupcakes and some pop music, you could see the wheels spinning in our ladies heads.

Always open for an opportunity, I let them hash it all out. Several of them were rather proud of their "Superhero" sister that got away. But the majority of them had some incredible insight that suggested that our last 10 weeks there was not in vain. The comparison to what they had learned in our class vs. the choice their "Escape Sister" made, was unbelievable. One of them even pointed out that maybe if she could have been in the class longer, she would have thought differently.

"The chick that got away" I told them, "was brilliant" They looked at me puzzled. I went on to tell them that she is incredibly powerful and smart. The problem was what she was doing with all those gifts. If she could only transform them from her own selfish choices and use them for the good of others, with "skillz" like that, she could be in the CIA one day.

Their eyes got really wide when I said that. One of the more honest ones said "You know something, Daniel. You are right. We could. But I know, for me, it's easier here. I think it's comfortable to live the negative lifestyle."

Always a sucker for one's honesty, I thanked her and gave her this analogy that my teacher once shared with me;

"Image that you are going to the movies. You have everything you need to have a good time - a friend, some popcorn, some juju beads. The movie starts, and about 10 minutes in you know it's gonna be really crap movie. However, next door you can hear everyone oohing and ahhing at the latest James Cameron blockbuster that you have not seen yet. What do you do? Do you sit there and watch your crap movie, or do you get up and go see the better one?"

"I'll go see the bettah one" She said. They all agreed.

"The life you are living now is that first movie" I continued. "That movie playing next door, is the movie your life could be, if you made some different choices"

"How" she inquired with great interest.

"Take the first step. Get up and move. Make a conscious choice that you want the movie of your life to be a blockbuster"

"Wow" "I just got everything you been teaching me" She said as she starred at me in amazement.
There was a long pause, as I watched the wheels turn in her head.

They were incredibly great full for the time we shared with them. In their own special way, they each pledged to work hard to transform and not make the same choices again.

This is the part where I tell you, that this makes it very hard for me to accept the fact that it's 'The Last Day of School".
But I did, and I let go knowing that they are in the hands of the universe.

Let go. What a lesson for a day full of Scorpio energy!

To learn more about Success For Kids visit www.sfk.org
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Now onto Saggitarius;

Sagittarius – Stand up for Something You Believe in. Don’t be Complacent.

Tips for the month of Sagittarius

· Practice forgiveness

· Look out for details

· Make a commitment and stick to it

· Analyze the whole situation before making a decision

· Be more sensitive to others; watch what you say

A Balancing Act; Picking Up From Before

I managed to pull myself together and got back to Yoga today. It was so challenging. Unusually challenging. I thought for sure that because of the rain outside it would be warm and cozy to be enveloped in the Bikram studio for a couple of hours. Boy was I wrong!
Warm, it was (always ranges in between 100 - 125 deg) but definitely not cozy! I was not prepared for the humidity that made doing 28 asana's (poses) like trudging through the trenches on a hot Florida day!

But I made it through.

That's what they say the important part is - just to make it through. Hard concept for a Virgo, trust me. We want everything to be perfect, including our sweaty asana's.
I tried to concentrate with "English Bull Dog Determination & Bengal Tiger Strength" and found my mind (and my spiritual guides) helping me make sense of it all by way of comparing these two hours to my 33 years of life.
Yoga is such a metaphor for life.
This is what I had to remind myself of today in my heated room, whilst on my toes praying in padangustatsa.
Focus.
Don't give up.
When you begin to fall, just put your hands on the ground and catch your balance.
Once you've got it, lift your gaze to see yourself in the mirror.
Return to stillness.

This is life.

After Yoga, I met an old friend for lunch. My friend and I have gone through waves of closeness through the past 15 years. Regardless of what is going on in each other lives though we are always there for each other. No matter what.

Brad (not his real name) has been through a huge battle over the last 6 years. A battle that includes abuse, neglect and an affair with Crystal Meth. This guy who has always been talented and handsome beyond his own belief, has - in recent years- lost his sense of self. When I started to notice his dance with destruction I became gravely concerned. Unfortunately, you can not help someone who doesn't want help, so I had to sit back and do what I could from a far.

Brad is a fighter, thank god, and always has been. At one point he even turned his battle with Meth into a one-man-show that got the attention of producers at CNN.

I never lost faith.

When I saw him today, he was different. I noticed immediately that the luster in his eyes was beginning to return. He asked me questions about spirituality and the mechanics of the universe and we talked like we have never talked before. And trust me, we have talked before! but what was different this time was that ee listened. To each other.
For the first time in a long time, I feel confident that Brad is going to come out of his challenges making a huge difference in his life, and those around him.

I share this with you, because it was a huge reminder to me about how vital it is to never give up. Not on our friends, on our loves one, on ourselves.
Never to give up on our hopes and dreams. Our Passions.
Never give up the ability we have to constantly create and recreate something from nothing.
To transform ourselves.

Remember Bikram -
Focus.
Don't give up.
When you begin to fall, just put your hands on the ground and catch your balance.
Make up your mind, you won't fail.
Once you've got it, lift your gaze to see yourself in the mirror.
Return to stillness.

We have to remember that the light of the creator NEVER gives up on us. As we are "Created in his image" we must constantly remind ourselves.

Thanks for listening. I will never give up on you.

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Now we enter the energy of Scorpio. Here are the specs;

Scorpio – Don’t Hate Yourself. Don’t Judge or Be Jealous of Others.

Tips for the month of Scorpio

· Stay calm; don’t create crises

· Be proactive

· Think of consequences on self and others

· Invite the Light in

· Achieve fulfillment through self-control

· Don’t control

Back On Track / Tipping the Scales

Sorry about the detour from the weekly task of keeping you informed on the 12 days of Aires. We have passed through Leo and Virgo in the last two days, and now we begin the energy of Libra.

While I think the last 48 hours were very powerful, I have to say, I did fall off my "wagon" a bit.

For starters, I haven't been to Yoga (or the gym for that matter) in several days. Leo made me a bit lazy and Virgo made me even more neurotic than I already am (after all I am a Virgo). So ... let's try this again.

For Tomorrow ...

Libra – Decide without Fear. Decide with Certainty.

Tips for the month of Libra

· Make decisions and be certain about them

Like, Do I take that job or not?

· Don’t question past decisions

Oh, you mean, like I am right now?

· Share for the right reasons

You mean, NOT SO PEOPLE WILL LIKE ME ????

As Children Do

Today I woke up thinking about the hundreds of students I have
taught over the years, how now my only involvement in their lives is
to give over to the light, my fear and worry for their safety and well
being.

I can't help but ask "What More could I have done?"

I have one student in particular, we'll call him Keith.
Keith found the direct route to my soul. He came into my class nearly
half way through the year. He moved to Far Rockaway directly from
Puerto Rico. His Mom, Sister and He escaped the violence of his father
and fled to the states to live with their uncle.
Keith picked up immediately. He is charismatic, sensitive and
incredibly intelligent. He begged me to teach him all that he had
missed in the previous 5 months. So I did.
He excelled so much that I selected him to come to Wales for an
international summer camp with over 200 kids from around the world.
The summer camp changed his life. He could not stop talking about it
for years to come and begged me every year if he could go to the next.
Fortunately enough, that was the last summer camp we ever had, and I
am thankful he had that experience.

What was going on in his home life, was well masked by his humor and smile.
I learned from school officials that his Mom had lost her job and they
had no choice but to relocate to a shelter in Manhattan.
I called his Mom to confirm what I had heard. It was all true. The
hospital she was working in as a receptionist had fired her for
"mental instability".
I asked her how that could be and she told me the horror, that her
brother had started smoking crack and was being abusive to her
children. They all shared one bedroom together in his apartment and
now he was kicking them out.
For the rest of the semester I kept Keith in my after school program
and drove him back to the shelter in the city afterwards. He continued
to beam with gratitude and appreciation for everything he had. He
held a lot of resentment toward his father and all the male role
models who he turned to. Except me, he said. I was "a little bit like
a brother, but I would rather have you for a father" he told me.
Several weeks after that, his mom had to relocate him to a school in
Manhattan to be closer to their shelter. She called regularly to check
in, but always when I called back the number was disconnected or
unavailable.
I think of Keith regularly and always wonder, how I could have done
more. I pray that his intelligence and street smarts have kept him out
of gangs and that his care for his Mom and Sister are enough to feed
his "be a man" machismo in a healthy way.

Keith is but one of hundreds of these stories. Many far, far, far,
more painful to hear.

I thank them all for making me a man. Pushing me to face the truth,
that I am not the center of the universe, but inspiring me to be an
important star in their's.

If you want to learn more about the work I do with Success For Kids or
to make a donation go to sfk.org.

Sent from my iPhone

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Just Moments later...

After I wrote the above, I went to a lecture and meditation at the Kabbalah Center. Last summer I had the opportunity to teach a family class there for members of the community. Each week, I get to see a lot of the same students that I taught in that class. Several of the girls ALWAYS make us Art projects and we come home and decorate our fridge with their creations and absolutely adore each of them. This week, Miriam's gift to me was quite profound. She made the piece below which features a picture of me surrounded by stars and a Kiwi fruit holding up the 72 Name of God for Certainty. Quite chillingly, I should tell you that the nickname of the boy above is "Kiwi".

The 72 Names of God, aren't "Names" per say. They are a combination of letters that are contained within the story of the splitting of the red sea in the book of Exodus from the bible. While all of them are powerful in their unique way, Certainty is the tool we need above everything. Certainty is not knowing that "Things are going to happen the way I want them to happen". Certainty is having nothing short of complete trust in the creator and the perfection of the universe. Certainty is knowing that everything is in the creators hands and what you are experiencing, or going through, is just what your soul needs to go to it's next level.

I guess the angels sent me this message by way a very special messenger because I need to be reminded that all of these Children are in the creator's hands, with the tools I have been given to share with them, my job is to let go know, without any shadow of a doubt, they are taken care of.

Not an easy task, but thanks to Miriam, I am reminded 'Trust the Light; Kiwi will be fine".

Mr. Task Master !

Yesterday proved to be an exhausting and fulfilling day, full of completing tasks and tying up loose ends.

One project in particular that has been out there in space looming is my Bi-Weekly podcast called "Eliminating Space".

I am happy to say that the details have been arranged and we will record our first episode in the coming days. We hope to launch it by this time next week and we hope all of you will subscribe.

The idea for my podcast came about as I walked through my daily experience taking note of the amazing people I meet. I have been so blessed with the gift of being a "people person" and I decided to turn that

into something to share with the world. EliminatingSpace simply means just that. I will single-handedly attempt to bring everyone closer together by getting to know our guests for who they are and celebrating our differences.

In the first episode, I interview one of my best friends who I have recently been reunited with after a 17 year hiatus, Stacey Rauch Roseberry. Stacey is a beautiful mother of twins and a delivery nurse who has a passion for babies and a gift for gab!

In other news of yesterday, we met a new friend of ours, Ophir, at my favorite Happy Hour place, Red Egg (which I have blogged about in previous posts) last night. Now on Tuesday, when we were at Red Egg I noticed there was a hot

new bartender who made fabulous drinks. She made it pretty clear that she wasn't going to be there long, so I didn't bother to get her details. Well, last night, we went back and low and behold she was there! So, me being me, I had to get to know her. Her name is Jenny and she is about 5'9 with a gorgeous body and a sexy cancerian soul. As if it couldn't get any better, she made us the most AMAZING cocktails and I finally got to learn a little bit about her! I am hoping she will be a guest on My EliminatingSpace Podcast one day in the near future. If you are ever downtown in the Chinatown/Little Italy area go visit her at Red Egg (202 Centre Street New York, NY 10013-3613 (212) 966-1123). If she is not there, you can catch her at THE HOUSE in Gramercy Park. (121 East 17th Street, New York, NY 10003-2105, (212) 353-2121).

Ok. Enough with yesterday, and onto the energy of today !

As of Sundown last night, we began the energy of CANCER. Welcome the waterworks in folks, it's gonna be a bumpy day!

here are the specs for Cancer

Cancer – Break False Sense of Security. Let Go of Something That Provides Security.

Tips for Cancer

· Let go of fears and possessions

· Take a risk – Trust the Light

· Create a space for the Light

· Do a sharing action daily

· Count your blessings

· Live in the present

Have a miraculous day and I will see you tomorrow !

A Little Bit of This, A While Lot of That

Today was an amazing day. To recite it's details would seem futile, so I wrote a poem about the day. Remember it was Taurus, so the goal was to break comfort levels and remain in a positive light. Read past the poem for the details of Gemini which we are in now, through tomorrow evening. Have a beautiful day !

Bull Fighting

There are those days,

when things seem, to fall into place.

When you push against the grain,

and smile through the pain.

A sunny day knocked at my window,

while a cozy bed, enveloped my skin

commitments made, from the day before

a dance with my soul, a battle within.

Energy from resistance,

excitement won in the end.

Tone set for the day ahead,

supported love from a friend.

A Communion of energy,

clearing out some ole' sludge.

someone I hardly know

helping me, let go a nagging grudge.

A little bit of that, a lot of this

the chance to give a piece of my heart

to someone in remiss.

Sharing moments,

seriously in secret

never shared before

I promised to keep it.

Gemini – Focus and Commit

Tips for the month of Gemini

· Focus on details

· See the big picture

· Finish what you start

· Trust the Light, not your mind

Fighting the Ram, Red Flag in Hand

Welcome to Day 2 of the "Going for it" plan. Each day we are planting the seeds for the new year through renewed commitment which I have made to you (Dear Reader) through this column.

I don't know about you, but I felt an incredible shift in energy today. Surely, there was a lighter vibe in the ear, but none-the-less it had it's challenges.

Every Tuesday I teach a group of amazing girls, age 14 - 19, that happen to be incarcerated in a girls halfway house in Brooklyn.

Today was challenging.

For the first time since we began (which has been nearly 8 weeks now) we saw the arrival of two new girls. One who is four months pregnant and another who could no be bothered with anything other than her desire to speak her mind against the establishment. I asked her to listen and to, at very least, pay attention to the class. She proceeded to dive her nose into a book and rely on the psychosis of her "ADHD" which has obviously been stigmatized to her nearly her entire life, to get her through the hour and a half that was ahead of her.

Today marked our 8th week with these ladies and as each class builds on the class before. There is very little I can do to catch these new recruits up to the standard the rest of the class has achieved thus far. It continues to be one of the great challenges in this particular level of work that I do. One day they are in, the next they are out.

The entire purpose of what we do at SFK (sfk.org) relies on the principle of empowering teens to believe in themselves and to know that the challenges that they face are nothing more than opportunities to reveal their greatness.

With that understanding I created and assigned a new activity. Instead of holding those who have begin to implement our tools into thier own lives, I wanted them to go to their next level while trying my best to bring the newbies up to speed.

I came up with a new project. I asked each of them to creatively express themselves through the power of letter writing. In doing so, I asked them to write (or draw .. etc...) a letter to themselves from the perspective of the absolute best version of who they wish to become in the future. In doing so they will highlight the challenges they have overcome in their life and how all of it has made them who they are now.

You would not believe these chicks desires. So many of them, so huge - including (but not limited to) becoming the female version of Johnny Chochran, Doctors, Nurses, Surgeons and the first female member of the NFL.

In lieu of all the challenges that I faced in teaching them today and the insight of the cosmos and what we know is available to us now, I was inspired to share with you my own personal letter from my higher version of me.

Dear Bobby,

From me to you, I promise the truth

Something you struggled with, lost in your youth.

You didn't believe; so much in yourself -

wanted it all; talent and wealth.

I'd like to show you, who you will become.

I am you, from where you have won.

We are talented, far beyond you ever conceived;

Worked with Stars, traveled the world, in wonder and belief.

We have inspired many; to live out their dreams.

We've persevered through all the challenges

and all that it seemed.

Be at peace, know your story

it's far more exciting, in all it's glory.

All truth - no mirrors and smoke;

the facts about you, going for broke.

You are loved, beyond all measure

So much so,

Now and Forever.

Love,

Daniel

Doing this activity gave me so much peace. I encourage you to try it as well.

So with that said, as of sundown tonight we are onto day two; the day of Taurus. Here are the Facts;

Taurus – Avoid being Comfortable. If it’s Uncomfortable, do it.

Tips for the month of Taurus

· Listen to others

· Embrace discomfort

· Actively share with others

· Transform complacency to movement

Notes on Taurus from our Teacher, Eitan Yardenni;

Our natural tendencey is not the get out of our comfort zone. However one of the best ways to break fears, laziness and tiredness is to chase after the opportunity to break this comfort. Shut the mind down, jump into action. This alone allows us the opportunity and the strength to overcome.

The goal is to build natural desire to go beyond our comfort zone to go for this aspect and fire of sharing, that we know is the right thing to do.

When we face a situation, the only thing we can do is change the desire. Do I "want" to or do I not? today, lets jump into action into the things that we know we should do , but those that we procrastinate in doing.

One thing recommended; anything you know you should do - jump to do it. Do not hesitate. Go all the way, without hesitation.

When we feed our body the whole way with pleasures, like food, sleep, sex etc, we give power to our heaviness and laziness. However when we do not go "all the way" with these desires by cutting off 25% of the physical comfort it diffusses the heaviness of the body and connect the soul a lot easier.

A New Month, A New Year ... A Better Version of Myself.

As I type to you, The New Lunar Month of Aires is about to take it's cosmic place in the cosmos. We know from the great sage's of history that the beginning of any lunar month contains the seed for the entire month. It is said that on Rosh Chodesh (First day of the new moon) we should make a connection to the energy of the month in some way, like through meditation or through prayer (please email me if you would like some powerful Kabbalistic tools to help you).

Today not only marks the dawn of a new month, but also the month of the sign of Nissan, or Aires, as we call it in the gregorian calendar.

Aires is special for many reasons but most importantly because it is the FIRST of all of the twelve signs.

So what you say ?

Well, anytime something is first, it contains the energy of all that follows it. So contained within this day is energy for the entire year, and the additional gift we have is that throughout the first twelve days of this month, the comos give us an opportunity to take control of all the 12 signs that follow.

For example; Aires begins tonight and will continue tomorrow, Taurus will begin at sunset Tuesday night, Gemini on Weds Night .. etc so forth.

As we all know, each sign has a particular correction to it, or an energy that both challenges us and helps us according to your own chart. (You can go to my friend Zion's website and get a free astro chart according to Kabbalah @ (www.astrology.spiritually.com)

For me, I can tell you that this time of the year is so incredibly exciting. It's exciting and its a bit scary too. They say that what you do in these twelve days mirrors what happens to you in the coming year, so we need to pay extra attention to our own reactive nature. One of those ways, I call the "Do as I say, Not as I do" reactive gene. It states that you are quick to share such valuable information for others, but don't take the neccesary time to apply it to your own life. It's being a Teacher, not a Preacher.

Always a challenge.

My commitment is to make every effort this month to lead by example, through not only my words, but my actions.

For starters today, in the first day, the day that corresponds to the sign of Aires I am going to challenge myself with the following tasks;

Aries – Look to Complete things

This is HUGE for me. I have an abundance of Gemini energy in my chart, so it's naturally hard for me to complete things. As a matter of fact, I have even tried to "saved" this post several time, for later.

Tips for the month of Aries

· Remember the past to avoid repeating mistakes

· Before acting – ask for the Light to guide you

· Decrease ego by remembering we are just a channel for Light

· Empathize with others

· Avoid conflict

In accordance with the guidelines above here are my commitments.

1) Remember always that when people ask me for advice (which they do a lot) that they are not asking "me" for advice, but trusting that I am a channel for the light. It's often hard for me, because I am quick to help someone because I think I "know", even when I don't.

2) I can be very critical, not necesarily with malice, but because I have a "keen" eye for things. Often I speak and have been known to sound as though I have a "Fork Tounge" that stings. I am going to try to transform this as well, by empathizing with others to see that I am truly coming from the right place.

3) I am not a very confrontational person in general, but I want to use the Aires to help me to be more confrontational, in a proactive way. Using the above tools, I know I can be successful in that, but it is one of the hardest things for me.

4) I am going to complete the task of sharing in this blog my journey through these 12 days. Also, to GO to Yoga as much as possible (I have slacked in the last 4 days) and to work on my screenplay (which I have also procrastinated on).

There you have it.

"See" you tomorrow ! CHODESH TOV EVERYONE !

Happy Birthday Jack !

Dear Jack,

88, you would've been today, had you persevered with Buddah, and not the Bottle! OH!!! How I would love to sip a whiskey and smoke a cigarette with you today, listening to Charlie Parker, prophesizing and philosophizing about art and literature, about life, with all it's torture and it's beauty. Happy Birthday you ole' fucker! You, handsome, crazy, brilliant wacko, Sexy desolate devil, insane genius – You!
No jokes the cosmos tell, as I walk down the same streets as you and your clodhoppers of the 1950's, near Colombia Uni. I can almost smell your rotten football gear, hear your yell of howling bellows of joy and pain, feel your love. This is not your New York, buddy, this is my New York now. Your New York of yore, with it's industry and spontaneity and naivety, that (thank god) you painted clearly with your words, reminding us to live a little, have some fun, get into some trouble, let go, loose the labels and to love, love, love, whatever that meant to you. So today your words help us to pay back, what was before and remind us, that nothing is what it appears to be, yet, it's so much more.
I'm on my way back to 1967 today. Two years before you left this crazy world, but long after you gave into your woes. You, the original "hippie", before the rest of America knew what a hippie was, you gave the soul to a generation long before they could put a name, or a mane, on it. Because of you, I get to make Art today, because of your inspiration, imagination, figuration of life through special lens! Wow! I just got a whiff off my old road, not some asphalt or tar, but the aroma of a clove cigarette burning sweetly against the aroma of an Italian Roast; we know how you love anything Italian- Dante, Dames, Dungarees, Dripping Espresso. Dudes… Percolating memories of my youth, and my crush on you -my chariot of discovery and discipline (which you didn't ever really master. Then, I would sit in packed coffee house, yabbing and yumming, smoking and singing, smiling and beguiling, trying to be someone, while not sure of who, but anything like you! Listening to other mislead souls rattle rhetoric off their tongues. Anything for an escape-anything. Little did I know, as I sat there in those coffee shops of Central, humid, sunny, stormy, Central Florida, you wrote about your Dharma Bums just a few miles over, some 42 years before. I guess I felt your energy. I wanted to be a bum, not really - more a bum in Balanciaga! It's the experience I hunted after, I fantasized about that hitchhike across the globe, meeting up with rondesvious and revolutions within many souls, both farm and city, of fortune and mishap. Alas, dear friend, America of the 1990's was not the America of the 1950's that you spun in your not-so fiction. So I waved my thumb out in the air and picked up an airbus to deliver me here. My New York, that was once your New York. One in the same, our paths delivered a common thread. Of much that will be immortalized in my words, on paper, on skin, and now this virtual page, that YOU never experienced! It's not an Underwood, Jack, it's an Apple. Not one you eat but one you create with madly. Maybe its better you never had a bite, its temptation might have taken you sooner than the bottle! Perhaps if you did you would have never left its side. Like I do.
Thank You, Jack. Thank you, Alan, William and Neal. Without your Roads, Your Hippo's and Your Howls, I would not write. Without you Jack, I would have no commas and commas tell a story some grammar teacher would hurl at. Run on this fragment of my imagination baby!

Make a big wish today, buddy. You are in my heart forever.

Always,
Bobby

My Avatar

Nearly every day it happens.

Someone comes up to me; "Are you Syler from HERO'S?" They ask.

NO.

Another one,

"Can I take your picture and tell my best friend in Kansas that I met Zachary Quinto!?!?!?!?"

NO.

"Will you take My Daughter to the prom and pretend you are Syler?"

Definitely not.

Often, I catch people staring at me in a restaurant or something, and then doing a little gossipy thing with their neighbor.

One time on the F train, I mustered up the chuzbah to ask.

These guys could have kicked my ass - really blue collar looking types from Brooklyn.

"Me and My Bud here have a bet going that you are on Hero's? My Wife loves you!"

"What's the bet?" I said

"A Pint" he said

"Do I get in on it?" I responded.

He got all excited. "WAIT TIL I TELL MY WIFE I'M HAVIN A BREW WITH SYLER"

The entire train starred. I was eating the moment up, to be honest.

Then the big one; "Sorry bro, your paying for happy hour tonight! - I'm NOT SYLER!"

"Ahh man" The big guy was so upset. I felt like I took a lolly from a kid.

"See, I told you." The other one chimed in "No way that movie star guy would be riding on the train"

"That not right, Joe" "I once saw Tony Danza on the train" their conversation continued.

Ding. I exited the train.

Last Fall, I was working on a film called "The Other Guys". Mark Wahlberg's assistant, Brian, whom I grew to know pretty well, would beg me everyday. "Can't we just put you in a Star Trek costume and prop you in the middle of Times Square?" Half amused I would laugh. Always ready to make an extra buck that one is. "We could charge everyone $10 to take a picture with you. It'll be great. I'll keep 10% and you can have the rest!"

Funny. I have to admit.

I don't see it. But other's do, so I got to thinking ...

Perhaps, this guy is my Avatar!

Lets look at the similarities;

I am an actor and he is an actor. Check.

We are nearly the same age (he is an aquarius and I am a virgo .. POLAR OPPOSITES, makes sense for an Avatar). Check

We went to complimentary performing arts schools. Check

Hmm.

It would work in a James Cameron movie, for sure. But I still don't see it.

I once even had a dream that he came up to me and said "Daniel? Are you THE DANIEL TUTTLE",

Yes I nodded.

"Everyone keeps telling me we look alike"

"Naa .. how can that be? EVERYONE keeps telling ME we look alike!" I responded.

Then a director yelled "Places - 1st team" and We did some crazy scene in a Matrix like movie.

I am embarrased to say I have never seen Hero's. I hear "Syler" is a "bad" guy. How great would it be to play his twin, the "good" one ! ?

Anyone know any big wig's at NBC ???? : - p

Then there's the whole Star Trek thing.

My Mom was a trekkie and dragged me to every single incarnation of the franchise... and I fell asleep every time. When I went to see the remake, I LOVED it. I thought he did a great job reinventing Spock.

As you have read from my previous post, I now ask "Why?" about everything. "Why?" him, "Why?" the characters he is associated with? Perhaps I am a bit Sci-Fi or Maybe even a little "dark".

Regardless, the answers will present themselves when they are ready to be understood.

Until then, I think he is brilliant and I am very excited for his career. Looking forward to when our paths do cross!

Guess I better go rent Hero's now. 4 seasons is A LOT to catch up on !

What ?

Every Tuesday afternoon I teach a staff development workshop here in Manhattan. In the workshop, I lead the team through activities and lessons that have been created to bring them closer together facilitating open communication to garner responsibility of being a part of a team. A lack of unity creates room for chaos. Chaos manipulated by fear and doubt and myriad of other things. The ultimate goal in a group like this is to eliminate that space of feeling "I can do it alone" "Nobody listens to Me" "What does she know?" Ect and so forth.

A few weeks ago I had such a hard time pulling myself into the class. I didn't feel like I had it in me to inspire 13 people to come together when I myself could not pull myself together. I had been feeling stuck in my life, blocked from hearing and seeing things that give me clues that I am on the right path. Contrary to My ego's lure of having to always be in control I just told them- point blank. "I wasn't feeling "IT". You can imagine the surprise on their faces when their own "Life Coach" came up empty handed! Yet, I have to tell you, they responded with the biggest hearts and together we realized that we were ALL there for each other. Once I let go, all the answers came.

At the conclusion of the class one of the participants (who happens to be incredibly intuitive), pulled me aside to ask if she could help. Naturally, I found myself back in the "I can handle it on my own, I'll be fine" reactive state.

I declined her offer.

She persisted. Thank God.

Here is what she shared with me, that I would like to pass on to you.

When we are feeling stuck, like we aren't going anywhere or getting the results we want, or even simply tapping into a more positive energy, We need to take a minute to step back to ask ourselves "Who is in control?". If your answer is "I am", then you are trying to answer all your own problems/questions yourself. By doing so, you attach your own opinions and limited life experience to the equazion. For sure you don't have the correct answer, because if you did you wouldn't be "stuck". The proactive opportunity is to tune ourself back into the cosmic telephone lines. They are open, but the only way for us to hear them is to pick up the receiver and dial L411, or in this case ... ASK QUESTIONS.

"Why is this happening to me?"

"What can I do to move through this?"

"Where should I change things in my life"

"I can't do it alone, Can you help me?"

"I don't know the answer to this, do you?"

...and so on and so forth.

Walk around all day asking yourself these things then tune in and listen to the messages. They come in some of the most bizarre ways, like through billboards or song lyrics. Sometimes, even a friend. Don't judge where the answer is coming from, just listen.

As you ask questions you open yourself up to the answers. The answers can lead you out of the dark. I have begun to "pick up the receiver" in my life recently and I have already seen a huge shift in my life.

I know you will as well.

Liar, Liar !

I had the oddest dream last night...

In 5th Grade, I moved to a different school.
Public school had gotten pretty stressful for this chunky, rather, girly little boy. My grandmother, a devout Seventh Day Adventist, suggested that the cure for my public-school-misery would be a proper parochial education.
So off I went, as she graciously dug into her pocket to see that my needs were met.
Upon arriving into my new environment, I discovered a few things that made me very, very, scared.
First of all, everyone in my 5th grade class (all 40 or so of them) had gone to school together and/or had known each other nearly their entire lives. If not from school then from the neighboring church only a few hundred feet away.
Everyone knew each other, and every one's parents knew each other.
That left me out in the cold, pretty much. I can't really blame them, I really had nothing to offer. I wasn't cute, rich or have any kickball talent. I did have a gregarious personality underneath it all, but they weren't really ready to get that deep yet. Neither was I.
Within the first month, I began to make up stories as to why I couldn't go to school. I physically made myself sick all the time and it was beginning to become a concern as I would start crying watching the time creep nearer to 8:10am, when the bell was to ring for morning prayer.
All of this concerned my Grandmother. Her plan for my religious education was going awry.
Being one of the Grand Dame's of the church, she marched her hot little self into the principles office on one of my "Sick Days" and expressed her concern.
Much to my chagrin, her words echoed from God's heart. On another one of my made-up misery days off from school, the principle had a "talk" with my entire class.

The next day, I was the most popular kid in class.
Or, so I thought.
The kid who reached his heart and hand out to me immediately was by far the smartest kid in school. He was the funny type too, and kinda krass in that 5th grade-boy way.

I will call him Sam. (not his real name)
Sam and I became quick friends. Something I had not had in a really, really, long time. Sam was the kinda kid that would do anything for you. We even entered the Spelling Bee together, which I won. Everybody was shocked. Especially Sam! None-the-less, he rooted for me in the coming levels.
I was so thankful to have Sam as a friend that I didn't want to loose him. I also didn't want him to know who I really was. I lied to him about everything; What kinda grades I got, How many pets I had, that I LOVED snakes, how wealthy My parents were, My rich Italian heritage and the hot Italian girlfriend I had from My old school, and even ... My birthday. You see, Sam's birthday was actually only 4 days after mine, but I thought he would like me better if I told him that my birthday was the same day. Then we could even celebrate together when the time came!
The following summer, we signed up to go to summer camp together. I hated every second of it. The hoarse that freaked out on me, the boys who farted and thought it was funny, the mean counselors. You name it, I hated it (except the food, of course!)
The last day of camp My parents surprised Sam and I by coming to pick BOTH of us up. I knew things were gonna get sticky when I saw my grandmother with them (Not, the "Grand Damme"). This was the Grandmother whom I had told Sam was Italian and spoke with a very thick accent.
Immediately, as the universe would have it, Sam introduced himself to her and said "I thought you were from Italy".
My Grandmother with her southern accent, laughed it off. I, however, was cringing inside. As we hit the road, all the lies started to come to a head. It was literally, the longest two hour drive in my life. The whole way home Sam kept asking my family about all these things I had lied to him about and each one turned up to be yet again, another disappointment to my friend.
After we dropped Sam off at home, he never spoke to me again.
I tried reaching out to him several times over the course of the rest of that summer but he never returned my calls.
I can't blame him really. Who would want to be friends with a complete illusion? The truth of the matter was, I was so unsatisfied with my life and who I was. I didn't want to be chunky and girlie, but I also didn't want to do anything about it either. So to escape, I would make up my own life, full of fantasy and fun. To me it was all real.
I now see why nobody liked me. I didn't like myself.

Many years later as I grew to love the person I was becoming, Sam started to speak to me again casually. As our days at church school were coming to an end and we were walking down our 8th grade graduation isle to threw our caps high in the sky, Sam had forgiven me. Not with his words, but with his actions. God Bless him.
Fast forward some 20 years later. "Sam" adds me as a "friend" on Facebook. As expected he seems to be doing great. He has a beautiful wife and appears very successful.

In my dream last night, Sam's Mom came to a Kabbalah lecture I was giving. As she signed up, I didn't recognize her face, but noticed her name. I asked her if she was Sam's Mom and if she remembered me. She asked me my name and I told her "I used to be Bobby Tuttle". She looked puzzled. She remembered the name, "What do you mean used to be?" She responded a bit abrasively. Knowing full well her disappointment at seeing me and trying to reconcile the kid I was then with the man in front of her, I explained "My Name is Daniel Now". She smiled with great relief. "I was worried for a minute" she continued "I was about to leave when you said who you used to be" I began to listen carefully "This class would have never worked for me, if it was being taught by Bobby, but now I see you are Daniel now I can tell how much you have changed. It inspires me to think that great things are ahead for us all".

Then I woke up.