Self- help book

You are probably wondering what this blog is all about! Let me tell you.

Let me introduce myself. My name is LaRene Ellis and I have a active licensed real estate broker’s license. I took an hiatus from real estate to write novels. My first book was an fictional young adult Scf-Fi series.It’s about how four white Stones that rules a galaxy. They disappear allowing evil to take over. (Ages 10-17)

Then I wrote my story and how I learned to find a deep joy after I was abandoned at the age of four. Life taught me that a deep joy comes from making the right decisions when you’re faced with a tough trial. If everything in your life was away from you suddenly, do you know how to replace it with more? If you can say yes, don’t purchase buy the book: How To Rebuild Shattered Dream.

My first young adult book

Life always throws you a curve. In November 2008, I was diagnosed with HER-2/neu-Positive Breast Cancer, stage four. Ten years ago, they sent you home and tried to make you comfortable until you died. Now, they have new drugs that might help. The treatment at times has been hard. I found the steps in my book have keep me from becoming depressed and asking why me?

You lose your hair, nails and dignity. The pain from the chemo at times was unbearable. During one stage, I felt like I had my fingers stuck in a light socket for three weeks. It was here, I found that the principle in my book gave me a deep joy, when I applied them. Again, the statement is so true. When you are faced with hard times and you make the right decisions. You experience a deep joy.The trick is to know what is a right decision and I will tell you in my book.

The doctors have given me the okay to return to work. I will continue with the seminars that will teach you how to find a deep joy no matter what you have experienced in life. I’m not sure when I’m going to have it available on-line. If you sign up for an update email. I will tell you and I do not bombard you with emails everyday. Sigh up for updates and I’m looking forward to knowing you all better.

Below, I have some short videos. You can see testimonials from people and a Doctor. I created the videos before I had cancer and I was just learning how to be technical. It seems like a life time ago. If I looked at them now, I would probably shake my head with embarrassment. I’ve changed my approach, since the cancer. Until, I can change them.  You are welcome to click on the links below to see the different video and laugh at them:

Thoughts of Encouragement

I have a short video on anger. You can click on it below:

Anger – Thoughts of Encouragement

Self – esteem and self-love! Is is missing from your life. I have some interesting information for you. Click on the line below:

Self-esteem thoughts of encouragement

One of my favorite quotes! “Man is that he might have joy” This is why? Check out the video below:

Disappointments! I started my life out being devastated with disappointments. I learned some secrets to get them to work for you and not against you. Look at the video below:

You are welcome here! I hope you find some answers or discover a new world of healing.

LaRene Ellis

People have been talking about placing novels on the Internet. What do you think about it? Here is the beginning of a copyrighted and published novel for young adults ages 10-17. Read the first couple of pages and you tell me if you would rather read it on the Internet or in print form. I would like your comments. It starts:

The Journey Begins

“Timeout!” Jasper threw himself onto his bed. “I hate timeout!” He shouted while burying his head in his pillow. “I’m always the one who gets timeout! Buster never gets sent to his room. I think Mom likes him better than me. I’m seven years old. I’m not as young as he always treats me!” The pillow muffled his yells so he wouldn’t get in more trouble, but he quickly found it hard to breathe. Rolling over, he looked around his room. The fleet of models that decorated his room looked crisp and invincible, but they didn’t seem to care about his plight.

Reaching out, he pulled one of his favorite models off the shelf. It was a miniature Star Screamer that his father had given him only a few weeks ago. He had been really excited because it was a bigger model than the ones he had seen in the commercial center in town. It was about ten inches long with more details than his previous ones. It was surprisingly lightweight for its size, and if you touched a spot on the underbelly of the ship, the main bay doors would snap open. It had come with a small transport that could fit in the main bay, but it wasn’t in there now. Buster probably stole it, he thought to himself.

Right now, nothing would have made Jasper feel better than to see Buster grounded to his room for a week. Jasper ran his fingers over the sleek silver ship and swooshed it over his head a few times, wondering what it would take to have a different life than the one he had. Where they lived made it hard to have friends, and his best friend, Johnny, had moved away yesterday. Now he only had his brother and sister to play with, and there was no way he wanted to play with his brother. He and Buster didn’t always see things the same way.

“Now I won’t have any friends at all,” Jasper whispered to himself.
Today he was really feeling the pain of his loss. When his parents had moved out to the countryside, the idea of having lots of trees and grass seemed exciting. The only other family that lived within walking distance was Johnny’s. They had a small farm about a mile away. Jasper had met Johnny on the first morning he had walked out to the transport to go to school. Johnny had smiled at him with a face full of freckles, and the two boys became instant friends.

Living away from the city had seemed an adventure with Johnny. The two of them had their own secret world away from the other kids at school. Now he felt alone.

I wish Johnny’s father didn’t get a job transfer to the other planet. I’m going to miss him, he thought while he put the model back on the shelf. Johnny told him they would be moving closer to a military base. “He’ll be seeing the real thing. Star Screamers and Galaxy Creepers,” whispered Jasper.

Going back to his bed, he stared at the ceiling. Jasper threw his arm up over his eyes, trying not to cry. I miss my friend. I’ll never find anyone like Johnny, thought Jasper as a few tears escaped the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly he heard a strange voice whisper in his ear, “JASPER, I NEED YOU.”
Jasper sat up with a start, expecting to see someone in the room. There was no one. I must have imagined it, he thought, as he wiped his last tear with his sleeve. Dismissing the voice, Jasper allowed himself to fall onto his pillow.

When he put his arms over his eyes, he heard, “JASPER, I NEED YOU! HURRY! COME TO ME.”
This time Jasper jumped from his bed and called out. “Who are you?”
“A FRIEND,” the voice answered hypnotically. “I NEED YOU. I’M IN TROUBLE.”
“Where are you?” asked Jasper.
“I’M OUTSIDE. COME TO ME NOW. HURRY.”

Jasper ran to the window and plopped knee-first on the cushions and small pillows that were in the window seat. As he did, he felt his knee hit something hard. Jasper reached down and moved the pillows. He found his galactic atlas. He had left it there after giving up on his homework about the history of the Ellisarius Galaxy. Jasper picked up the book and tossed it to the floor. Rubbing his knee, he looked back out the window, searching for something.

It all seemed the same. They had a backyard with the meadow right behind it. He saw no one outside, so where did the voice come from? He surveyed the grove of trees that were behind the meadow and they stretched off into the distance.

The grove was the place Johnny and he had spent hours making up adventures about alien planets, moons and galaxies. Jasper was very familiar with the meadow and the grove, being it was their secret place to play. To see them, Jasper’s heart ached, and his anger flared in retaliation. He hated the meadow now. Clenching his fist, he thought, Why should I get timeout for being angry, anyway? No one cares that Johnny is gone.

Jasper was about to leave but decided to search the whole area behind his house again. Standing, he felt confused and embarrassed.  I’m hearing voices, he surmised. Jasper stepped back to leave when something caught his eye. Quickly, he leaped onto the pillows and pressed his nose up against the window.

Out of the sky came a flying object with fire and smoke shooting out the back. Jasper watched it plunge across his view, eclipsing the planet Suzair’s two moons. He gasped as he realized that the strange fireball was going to crash into or behind his grove of trees.

He held his breath as the burning object disappeared behind the grove. Plumes of dust and dirt from the impact rose high into the air. It had definitely been a ship. Jasper waited to see if the trees caught on fire. It was then he heard the voice again.

“JASPER, HURRY TO THE TREES. THEY ARE COMING! I NEED YOU NOW.”

Jasper was frozen, mesmerized by the scene. “JASPER!” Suddenly, the voice became his world. He felt consumed by peace and reassurance, and he knew that he had to move immediately.
He ran to his door, leaving the room. Swiftly, he moved down the stairs to the main floor and bolted for the back door, not giving a second thought to the fact that his mother, in the kitchen, would surely see him. At that moment, he didn’t care. Everything around him seemed to be blocked from his mind.

As luck would have it, he shot past her just as she opened up the door to the refrigerated pantry. As she dug around for something cold to drink for lunch, she happened to move a container that made a loud scraping sound. She never even heard her youngest son run through the kitchen and out the back door.
Outside the house, he knew instinctively where he was going and what he had to do. Keeping his eyes fixed on the smoke that was swirling behind the trees up into the sky, he entered the meadow.

Buster exited the shed in time to see Jasper cross the backyard. He seemed a little surprised to see his brother but said nothing. Buster figured Jasper had sweet-talked his mother into ending the timeout early. It never occurred to Buster that Jasper was outside without permission.

Now Jasper was out in the meadow. He searched for rocks and the stream that ran through the meadow. Jasper found the flow of water meandering in its shallow bed and stopped. He tried to slow his ragged breathing as he searched for his favorite place to leap across the water. The stream was not very wide at this place, but it was deceptively deep. He made the jump and was caught by a blinding white light. The glow totally surrounded and blocked his view.

“JASPER!” came the voice again. He heard, “THERE IS A WHITE STONE AT YOUR FEET. DO NOT STEP ON IT, BUT PICK IT UP. IT WILL PROTECT YOU FROM OUR ENEMIES.”

The light dissipated and he blinked a couple of times as a white Stone came into view. Without thought, he picked it up and slipped it into his pocket. Then he heard the voice urge him forward towards the grove of trees. For some reason, he felt that he would be safe there. Danger was starting to fill his heart.

With no memory of the white Stone, Jasper ran into the grove of trees. There, he stopped to catch his breath. Finding himself tired, Jasper leaned against a nearby tree, listening to his beloved grove of trees.
There’s something different, thought Jasper as his breathing became regular.

In the past, the trees housed a numerous amount of birds that at times seemed too noisy. Today there was total silence. It was so quiet he could almost hear his heart beating.

After a few deep breaths, he felt drawn to the crash site. He wanted to see for himself a spaceship. Leaving the tree, Jasper heard a twig snap behind him. Whirling around, he found himself alone. Slowly, he resumed walking. Again, he heard leaves crunching underneath someone’s feet behind him. Before he whirled around to see what caused the noise, Jasper felt a hand around his mouth. Then he felt someone’s body against his as he was jerked quickly over to a nearby tree.

Before he could comprehend what was happening to him, a cloak covered him. He felt someone’s body against his, pressing him against the tree trunk.

Here you go. This is about as much as you get into a blog page. Would you like to wait for the a next installment or would you prefer to just purchase the book. Click on the survery at the top of page. From you answers, I will continue or not having daily five pages. That is about what you can get on a blog page. Or you can purchase the book called, Stones’ Quest: In Search of its Master, here at this link for $19.95 + shipping. Also, you can leave me a comment.

I really want to know what you all think. Is the Internet the best place to hold a seminar? Is Google a good place to advertise for it? Would you rather hear about it from a news outlet? Does the Internet really work or is there a better form of media?

I dearly want to know what you think about these questions. Would you take a short survey and answer them? Before you do, let me tell you why I’m asking for your opinion. When I was four, I used to be so very happy. Then one day, someone came to the house and told us that our mother was dead. My father left the family, saying that no one wanted us. Shortly thereafter, I was split up from my siblings.

At the age of five, I fell into a deep depression, praying every time I went to bed that I would stop breathing. I wanted to leave this world. The Savior brought miracles in my life that kept me alive.

In the bible, it says all things are possible through Him. As an adult, I was in a safe, loving environment. Yet every morning, I woke up in fear. It never seemed to want to leave me.

I desired to be free of this prison. I didn’t trust people and I was so hurt from being betrayed. The word family was a bitter word to me. I had so much pain associated with it. It was hard for me to feel comfortable with my husband’s family because I didn’t trust people.

In my twenties, something happened that changed my life forever. For a split moment, as I felt the Savior’s arms around me, I saw the scars of emotional abuse that was inside of me. For that split moment, I felt His love for me. My spirit was so starved for love. I couldn’t feel anyone’s love because I had so many deep emotional scars.

After that moment, I became obsessed to learn how to remove the damage. I knew in my heart it was possible. I’m here today to say I have achieved my goal.

I do not wake up in the morning feeling blind fear. It took me until I was a first-time grandmother to do it. The reason it took me so long is because when I found something that worked, I wanted to know why it worked. What laws governed it that made it work? After I learned the laws, I watched it in other people’s lives. When I saw they received the same results, I knew I had found a true principle.

After ten years of being free, I became tired of watching strangers suffer. What I learned wasn’t something that I could explain in just a few moments, so I decided to write books on the subject. People were so taken by the possibilities that they have asked me to teach seminars.

Locally, I did. They wanted more information and I had it. I was so taken by how much I had learned over the years. I have a powerful testimony of prayer. It helped me to learn.

Today, I can permanently remove the scars from someone else’s life, even when they are victims of violent crimes. I had a lady come to me regarding a family member. They were terrified of being in a room with closed doors.

When they went to church, they had to sit next to the door with their hand on it. Something terrifying happened to them as a child and this blind fear wasn’t going away with age.

After spending an hour with me, the fear is permanently gone. They are free to enjoy life and not deal with ghosts from the past. I’m so grateful for my past, because it allowed me to free others from a prison of pain and fear. This is why I’m asking these questions. People who know me and those I have worked with want a seminar. I thought it might be great to have it online. Do you think it would work? Would you please take a survey? Click here.

You are probably wondering why one website would feature Confessions of an Aspiring Author, and a Healing Coach. Let me break them down and explain. The main reason is this is who I am.  The title Rebuild Shattered Dreams is a book that I wrote about my journey of being abandoned at the age of four. What amazing lessons on life, I learned.

I learned how to stop sabotaging myself and build the kind of life, I desire. Even when life throws you a curve, I found what I learned from my past very valuable. On November 10, 2008, I was diagnosed with grade three – Invasive Ductal Carcinoma or in other word – Breast Cancer. You are always shocked but it took me only five minutes to bring my life back into focus and feel okay about my challenge. I was back in control again.

In this book, I wrote about my experiences as a lost soul, abandoned and unwanted at the age of four. In my life, I learned the principles that bring you peace and protected from pain, fear, anger, guilt or frustration. With my emotional scars removed, I was free to decided how I was going to handle my Breast Cancer. No old programing interfered with my choices. I was free to choose peace and love. Every second of my life is filled with it. My invisible prisons are gone and they did not return with the news of cancer.

Breast Cancer is a new twist in my life. It doesn’t need to a negative one. I’m looking forward to see where it is going to take my family and I. There is always a silver lining in any situation. I’m deeply grateful to know exactly how to open it. I am truly in control of my life and it feel great even though I have a foreign substance inside of me, trying to kill me.

I’m so grateful that I have learned how to remove my emotional scars and change my Core Beliefs. Our family is very fearful of cancer but I am not. I embrace it and I feel a deep peace. Those around me feel it too. You radiate out your feeling and thoughts and others feel it. If you want to join me on this adventure, you can go to My Journal at the top of the website to read more.

Last week, I was diagnosed with a grade three Invasive Ductal Carcinoma or in other words—Breast Cancer. Everyone knows Cancer is a hard and lonely road. The disease combined with the treatments is rough. Everything, I have experienced in my life has prepared me for this moment. I found myself feeling humble, knowing just how to handle each and every moment. I’m so grateful for my past because now I can draw on it to guide me through these dark days.

Hearing the word Cancer, I associate death to it. I’ve heard other people say when you are faced with a possible death. Your regrets flash into your mind and I had one. My one and only regret was that I hadn’t had enough fun in my life.  I saw that I had wished or worried most of the time away. I hadn’t really enjoyed each and every moment.

Before I was always thinking about what I needed to do and wishing I had something done or I was at another stage of my life. Kids can push you to wishing that you were at another stage of life.

Worry is a haunting thought. It’s easy to attach worry to everything, especially when it is out of your control. I’m so glad I finely had learned how to eliminate it from my life. I wasn’t even tempted to go there when I heard the word cancer.

My heart ached to have fun and I knew that I couldn’t experience the two emotions at the same time. I had to choose. It took me all of ten seconds to choose fun. I decided that I was going to have fun with every moment and focus on the small miracles around you. A grandchild says his first word and accomplishes his first step. I’ve learned years ago that a positive attitude gives you peace and incredible strengths. Negative rips you apart and can destroy your life.

My choice of being positive has humbled me. It is so powerful. You need to experience it to completely understand it. Being positive, I’m witnessing small miracles all around me. I might see fear in the eyes of those I love and it gives me something to compare my growth too. It feels wonderful to know that how power handling adversity properly. I’m grateful for this experience.

In my book, HOW TO REBUILD SHATTERED DREAMS, I talk about how to do it and it is wonderful to know that the principles are very powerful in your life. When you embrace your shattered dreams, you have peace. Fear, anxiety, depression, and anger all trap you in a cage. It is humbling to be able to measure how much freedom I am experiencing. It doesn’t matter what I go through, I will just fine. Everything is just a moment if you know how to embrace it.

I do not know if I’m going to live long afterward or how the medicines will affect me from getting rid of the cancer. It really doesn’t matter. What does matter is I forgive myself for developing the cancer and accept with love the moment. I feel peace with every possible path this cancer might take me into.

I’ll write a week article on how what is happening in my life with my Breast Cancer.

I want to thank everyone for your support and prayers. It has been so humbling to see how many strangers care. I deeply appreciate it and I want you all to know it. My life has really been a roller coaster and I really need to get you caught up.

There are different kinds of breast cancer and I have a very aggressive and fast moving cancer. It is called Her2+. They need to run a base line tests so they know how to attack the cancer and see how my body is being affected. The cancer doesn’t want to wait. It has its own agenda.

It has quickly moved to a stage four. This means, the cancer is out of my breast. The pet scan showed it is in bones and liver. They are not doing a mastectomy first. We are starting with Chemo and it will start tomorrow.

Since, I last wrote. I have had a brain MRI, breast MRI, soft tissue cat scan, complete bone scan, heart scan, specific areas scan, bone biopsy and surgery for a port to be placed in my chest underneath the skin. This cancer is unforgiving and they need to stop it now. I’m looking forward to Chemo tomorrow. I have just two scans today and I’m finished for a while.

Another reason, I didn’t write. I went to Disneyland for the holidays. We had it planned to go there before I learned about cancer. I was going with two of my children and seven grandchildren. It was really special even though, it was a little hard. I had my bone biopsy on Tuesday and flew out Wednesday for the magic kingdom. We returned on Monday just in time to have two more scans.

Again, I want to thank everyone for your prayers. I need them. This is going to be interesting to see just how my life will play out. They want to put me on Herceptin and according to the paper they gave me. You are very tired. They are also trying to get me into a study where I will be able to receive some new medicine that isn’t on the market yet.

I have started my chemo and it is a blessing. Yes, it is tough but I’m lucky to have it. Since, I’m at the Huntsman Cancer Center at the Mckay-Dee Hospital, I get to participate in a study with a new drug. I’m lucky they are testing this new drug for my cancer. Since, they couldn’t remove my breast. I can easily see and feel the tumor and it rapidly shrinking.

It has been only twelve days and the tumor is half the size it was before. I’m so grateful to be apart of this new drug. Every time, I wonder if I can live with the side effects of the regular cancer medicine, they are giving me. I think of how fast my tumor is shrinking. IT will be interesting to what the doctor says on Dec. 23rd. He hasn’t seen it. I will tell you what happens with him next time.

Thank you for your support. For books and help with getting through the side effects of chemo, click here.

Jasper tried to shout, but the hand didn’t move. He started to fight his captor when he heard the same sonorous voice. It sounded so deep and rich as it spoke to him. “JASPER, DON’T MOVE. YOU’RE IN GREAT DANGER. BY STANDING STILL, YOU’LL LIVE.” A wonderful, peaceful feeling consumed him, and he relaxed. He didn’t realize that it was the white Stone talking to him and affecting his emotions.

Looking up, he found a small hole that showed him a small piece of the sky. A streak of purple light filled the hole and then he heard a whining sound. The whining became higher as it started to sound like a baby crying mixed with high-pitched cries.

Quickly, he surmised there were words mixed in with the weird sounds.
*
Buster had entered the house soon after he saw Jasper running through the backyard. His mother was sipping a cold drink at the table. Seeing him, she asked, “Are you hungry? I should have lunch ready soon.”
“I’m starved,” Buster replied, looking around the kitchen. Stopping at her, he added, “Do you want me to get Jamie?”
“Yes, and would you get your brother?”
“Oh, Mom, I don’t want to chase him down, too!”
“What do you mean? He’s just up in his room.”
“No, he isn’t. I just saw him running through the backyard a few minutes ago.”
“You what?!”

Buster tried not to smile. If Mom didn’t know Jasper was gone, then his little brother had broken his timeout. I guess there’s a first time for everything, Buster thought with a grin. He’s in for it now!
She ran from the room while ordering Buster to get Jamie, his sister. When she arrived at the top of the stairs, Jasper’s mother found his door slightly open. Pushing it open, she saw the room was empty.

Running to the window, she wanted to see where Jasper had gone. Immediately, she saw the smoke from the crash swirling heavenward. Now, she knew what had lured her son away. How could he just run off like that? She knew he was having a tough day, but sneaking out was not like Jasper.

Not seeing him, she decided to go look for him herself, when a shadow fell across the yard. She pressed forward against the glass, looking up. Her heart almost stopped beating. Above their house, a huge ship slowly glided over them, moving toward the grove.

Even though she didn’t share her younger son’s enthusiasm for the military, she knew what it was. She had been a teenager when the war broke out, and had spent many sleepless nights wondering when a Galaxy Creeper would come and destroy everything she loved. That was the reason she had insisted that her family move to the countryside. It added a long commute, but maybe—just maybe—if the war reached the planet Suzair, the enemy wouldn’t bother to hunt down every little farmhouse.

Maybe it’s one of our ship’s doing a training exercise, she told herself. She bit her lip to keep from panicking and watched the massive ship move menacingly overhead. The Galaxy Creeper was the largest ship flying in the war. It had a crew of over a thousand people. They didn’t sport outer markings that quickly identified them as belonging to I-Force or KOGN. Still, there were ways that one could tell. She watched, trembling, looking for the clues. She let out a cry when she saw the small marking that said the hovering monstrosity was clearly part of the enemy KOGN and not I-Force.

The planet Suzair was under the protection of the Interplanetary Force or I-Force, for short. For a ship from the King of the Galaxy Nations or the KOGN to appear so brazenly could only bode ill. She ran from the room, wanting to protect her son.

Please Jasper, this time I hope you didn’t go to those trees, she thought, sliding down the stairs. She regained control without falling and moved to the last step. Immediately, she headed through the kitchen and out the back door. She ran into the backyard yelling Jasper’s name. Behind her, Jamie and Buster huddled at the kitchen window, watching the Galaxy Creeper.

Her voice caught in her throat when she saw the sudden purple flash of an indigo transport beam arc from the ship to the ground. Tears came to her eyes. “Please, don’t take my child,” Jasper’s mother cried in a weak voice.
“Mom!” Buster’s voice cut through her despair. She quickly returned to her other children and joined them inside. They all gathered at the window in fear, clutching each other. Little Jamie had tears streaming down her cheeks. Buster was pale.
She hugged her other children, wishing their father were home.
*
Jasper was frustrated listening to the high-pitched voice. It was irritating and he couldn’t understand everything. The men talking to it stopped yelling, and they all seemed to be silent.

A different sound was now heard around him. It was a clinking sound that he had never heard before. The sounds let him know that there were a lot of people walking among the trees. The clinking sound seemed to get louder and closer to him. Then it seemed to go past them and faded off into the distance.
The high-pitched whine of a huge engine overhead replaced the other sound. Jasper tried to twist his head to look up at the sky, but the man held him tighter, warning him not to move. Suspecting a spaceship was near, Jasper wished he could see it.

He jumped when he heard, “We found it!” Then he heard feet running past them. Jasper could feel his captor breathing in a slow, measured rhythm. It seemed to comfort him.
He heard, “It’s just the box! Where is the white Stone?”
Another voice countered, “We aren’t picking it up.”
A new voice said, “There’s a house nearby, sir. Do you think they found it?”
Someone interrupted, “Sir. They say I-Force has entered the atmosphere.”
“Secure the structure immediately, and anybody within a half-mile radius. I want that white Stone now. Move!”

Jasper wondered what they meant by secure the structure. His attention was diverted to a noise in the distance. It made a rumbling sound, and the ground underneath their feet trembled because of it. Jasper so wanted to see what was happening and struggled to get away. Looking up, he saw the sky was purple and then it turned a light amber. At the same time, a mechanical shriek pierced the grove, followed by a swishing sound. Then everything fell silent.

The hand on Jasper’s mouth loosened and the man holding him stepped back, pulling his cloak away from Jasper’s body. Jasper’s knees buckled from the sudden release, and he slumped down to the ground. Quickly, he turned around, leaning against the tree. Before him stood a man that he knew had held him.

The man was tall with white hair that he wore a little long in the back. His eyes were a still blue, with small wrinkles at the corners that reminded Jasper of his own grandfather. The man looked to be in his mid-sixties, but Jasper knew that his body was lean and strong. There was concern in his face, and Jasper wondered what would happen to him now. Was this man with the others? If not, who was he? … Was he the KOGN?

Jasper wanted desperately to go home. The drive that had pushed him towards the forest was gone. Watching the white-haired man carefully, he stood and started to run.
The grove of trees that he knew so well seemed to whisper he was going the wrong way, but it didn’t stop him. His desire to get away brought him to the edge of the trees. At last, he halted. Amazed at what was before him, he thought for a moment that he had stepped into another place and time. There at his feet lay a wide, black swath cut into the soil that seemed to go for a long way. At the end, Jasper could see the smoldering wreck of a Star Skipper. The trees were right; he had gone the wrong way.

In his heart, he knew that he should start running in the opposite direction, but his curiosity was getting the better of him as he stared at the wreckage. It was the closest he had ever been to a real spaceship. As he looked at the twisted metal and the half-melted shell, he found the scene hypnotic.

Jasper jumped when he heard feet walking behind him again. Whirling around, he saw the white-haired man had followed him. This time Jasper recognized that he was wearing an I-Force uniform, his cloak flowing with each step.

Stopping in front of the boy, his eyes seemed to sparkle with life as he spoke. “Son, you can’t stay here. It’s too dangerous for you now. They’ll come back for you.”
“Why?”
“Because you have the white Stone that they are looking for.”
“I don’t have a white Stone. I don’t know what you are talking about,” shouted Jasper with all innocence. He had no memory of the white Stone. The man’s voice gave Jasper the courage he needed to run again. His desires were strong to get to the safety of his home.

Entering the grove, he headed for his house. Quickly, he realized something was wrong. The grove of trees was covered in a cloud of dust. Everything looked eerie and unrecognizable. He choked and coughed, picking his way among the trees. Trunks and branches loomed through the grayness. Evil shapes and shadows seemed to taunt him.

Finally, he stopped for a minute to pull the bottom of his shirt up over his mouth to breathe more easily. He stood peering through the dust in search of something that looked familiar, but recognized nothing.

As his tears formed little trails in the dust on his cheeks, despair felt more stifling than the air settling over Jasper. I want to go home, he cried inside.
“TURN TO YOUR RIGHT A LITTLE AND START WALKING. YOU WILL FIND WHAT YOU ARE LOOKING FOR,” soothed the Master Stone in his pocket.

Jasper didn’t question the voice as it kept him quiet and feeling calm again. He headed to where the voice told him to find his home. The voice kept encouraging him every time he felt discouraged. The dust had thinned out, when he reached the stream that ran across the meadow. Jasper knew exactly where he was. He jumped it and excitedly ran towards his home.

Coming out of the dust at his backyard, Jasper stopped stunned. This was his backyard, but the shed and the house were gone! In place of the shed was a smooth patch of dirt, as if the whole thing had simply been picked up. Where his house had been, there was a giant hole.

Jasper walked to the edge of the hole. It was several feet deep. The sides and bottom were smooth except where a stream of water was dripping out on the far side. The water was coming from the underground pipe that ran to the house, and it looked as if it had been sheered off as cleanly as the dirt and shrubs and grass at the edge of the hole.

Jasper just stared at the water as it continued to splash into the hole. Where was his house? Where were his mom and Jamie and Buster? Jasper began running around the yard searching for any sign of his family. Nobody answered his cries. After several frantic minutes, Jasper collapsed on the grass in fear, shock, and fatigue. His mind kept repeating his wonders. Where was his house? His family? His father wouldn’t be home for hours yet. How could he get word to his father? Does he know about this?

A soothing familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. “Son, you have to leave now.”
Jasper faced the same white-haired man walking across the lawn toward him. “Come with me to my ship, and we’ll find your family,” assured the man.
Should he trust this stranger? The man was wearing an I-force uniform.
“JASPER. GO WITH HIM. YOU NEED TO HURRY AND GET OUT OF HERE.” It was the same calming voice that calmed him in the grove of trees. Jasper didn’t move and the voice added, “HE WILL PROTECT YOU AND KEEP YOU SAFE UNTIL I-FORCE CAN BRING YOUR FAMILY BACK. YOU WILL FIND YOUR FAMILY, IF YOU GO WITH HIM.”

Jasper felt peace from the hypnotic voice. Standing, he headed for the man as he left for the meadow. The white-haired man led him back through the meadow, but in a different direction.  Jasper followed the man for some time in peace as they wandered in and out of the different groves of trees. He stayed very close behind him. Eventually, however, Jasper grew tired of the silence.

So he ran up to the man’s side and asked, “Where are we going?”
“My ship,” the man replied with a smile.
“Why aren’t they coming for you?”
“I don’t want them to get shot down like I was.”
“Was that your Star Skipper?”
“Yes.”
“Was anyone else on board?”
“No. I was the only one.”
“Where did all of the other men come from?”
“My, aren’t we brimming with curiosity.” The man paused as if considering something. “The other men were from a Galaxy Creeper,” he finally said.
“Did they take my family?”
“Yes.”

The man started to walk again with Jasper staying beside him. He continued, “I heard people walking around us and they were afraid of I-Force. Why couldn’t they see us?”
“You’re full of questions! And bright, too. How old are you?”
“I’m seven years old. How old are you?”
“Old.”
“You look old.”
The man smiled. “Thank you.”
He repeated, “Why did the KOGN come here and take my family?”
The man knew he couldn’t tell him if he didn’t remember the white Stone. He had already asked him about it and the boy seemed to not remember it. The man expected it and wanted to make sure the Stone was safe, with Jasper forgetting about it. He took the boy all because of the Stone. He saw him pick it up.

Changing subjects, the man asked, “What is your name?”
“Jasper. What’s your name?”
“My name is Dapper.”
He pointed at the insignia on Dapper’s uniform and stated, “You’re a general in I-Force, aren’t you?”
“You are right.”
“Someday I’m going to join I-force and fly one of your spaceships.” Dapper’s lip twitched at that. Jasper repeated, “How come the KOGN soldiers didn’t find us?”

“You’re persistent,” stated Dapper, looking at him. He told him that he had a secret weapon that enabled them to be unseen. Actually, the general had the ability to become invisible for himself only. Knowing the boy had the Stone, he chanced the Stone would help him hide the boy too. It did.
He didn’t want the boy to know that he had mastered the ability. It was a secret that only a few knew about. For the boy’s safety, Dapper didn’t want to tell him the complete truth.

After Dapper told him what he did, Jasper seemed to stop questioning him. They walked on and Jasper seemed to lag behind. So Dapper stopped and asked him if he was hungry or thirsty. Jasper’s head bobbled up and down. Dapper reached into a small compartment on his belt to retrieve something for him.

He pulled out a white substance that Dapper called field food. Jasper quickly took it, but Dapper pulled it back. He saw blood on the boy’s hands. He motioned him over to a tree and they sat. The general put the food back and took out a disposable wet cloth. He wiped Jasper’s hand, seeing it only made the cut bleed more.

Jasper told him that he got it earlier in the day and his mother had put a second skin on it. Somehow, Jasper had torn it off and Dapper guessed it happened when he tried to fight to get away from him.
The general applied medicine and a second skin over it so it would be protected. Then he gave Jasper the field food. Jasper ate while he watched Dapper take the washcloth and rub it between the palms of his hands. When he pulled them apart, it had disappeared. Jasper wanted to know how it happened and Dapper explained the friction changed the washcloth into solid gases and disappeared.

Dapper explained that I-Force never left anything behind so they couldn’t be tracked easily. Jasper asked him questions while he ate. He was surprised that the field food took care of his thirst and hunger.

They got up and Jasper noticed other objects on Dapper’s weapons belt. It started him on a new path of questions.
He asked, “Dapper, in one of my books it says I-Force soldiers carry six knives. I don’t see any knives on your weapons belt.”

The general removed a short four-inch stick that fit nicely in his hand. Suddenly, a knife blade appeared and it was replaced with a new one. Dapper went through all six blades. Jasper didn’t see him touch anything that would cause the blades to appear and disappear. So he asked how he did it.

Dapper explained to him about harmony. In the military especially, a person needed to feel the energy waves of their equipment. Once in harmony, they would ask the equipment to perform.  He told him that he would see it a lot on the ship. Everything the captains did to fly the ship was done that way.

The general was impressed that the boy knew their blaster had military purposes. They could fire a laser blast, project a time, or just light up so they could see in the dark. He was even aware of their field glasses. Dapper showed him how they could activate them to talk with others in the field. They could ask them to show things from a great distance up close. This was called long view. Jasper even knew about the glasses’ abilities to form a black light to show them metallic substances that were hidden. He didn’t know about the glasses’ ability to let someone see perfectly at night, and they protected their eyes from the sun’s rays.

There was another thing Jasper knew about that surprised Dapper. They had a red stone with their equipment that made the knives leave and go. They called it an energy stone and only the military had them.

Dapper felt the signal of his ship getting stronger. He knew they would be there soon. He glanced at Jasper to see the boy wrapping his arms around himself. The general looked over at the sun quickly disappearing behind the hills. He sighed to know that it would be dark soon and they wouldn’t make it to his ship in time.

Looking at Jasper, he told him to come in close and he would share his cloak. The boy clung to it, relieved to get some warmth. When the last golden rays of light slipped behind the horizon, Dapper said, “Stay very close to me, Jasper; I can’t give you a light. There are spies out and about, and I don’t know if they are KOGN or I-Force’s.”

Jasper cuddled in closer to Dapper after his words. He was afraid of spies. Johnny and he had made up some great story about spies in their games and adventures. With cloud cover, a storm seemed to be coming in. It was going to be a cold night and with the two moons being hidden, it was going to be dark.

Dapper went slower than he wanted. It was very important that he got this boy back to the ship, since he was carrying the white Stone. The general wondered how long it would take for the boy to remember the Stone. He knew he couldn’t touch it. The Stone would come to him when it was ready.

Suddenly, they reached a small clearing. Dapper stopped abruptly and acted nervous. Jasper couldn’t hear anything but…a soft humming sound. He sharply looked up at Dapper when he started to hum softly in a different tone. It almost sounded musical to him. The general surprised him by pulling him in and wrapped his cloak completely around him. Jasper was about to ask what they were doing, when he removed his cloak. The boy immediately grabbed a hold of it and wrapped it around as best he could. He wanted back the warmth from being underneath Dapper’s cloak.

He could hear people walking, but he couldn’t see anyone. Dapper hummed in a musical tone and it was returned. With the sounds coming closer, Jasper was scared. He moved closer to Dapper and asked, “Are they spies?”

He didn’t answer but he put his hand over the boy’s mouth. The cloak went around him and he stopped breathing to hear footsteps. They became louder with each minute. Jasper wondered what it would feel like to be shot with a blaster. He could feel Dapper reaching for his.
Suddenly, the humming started again and it sounded like it was right next to them. Dapper let go of Jasper and said, “I’m here.”

Jasper peered up at a group of men surrounding them. One of the moons started to rise from the clouds, allowing him to see something. One of the men moved his hands quickly and Dapper responded to him the same way.

Dapper looked down at the boy and whispered, “Stay with me. We need to hurry. There are spies in the area.”
Jasper nodded as he looked at the rising moon.

Have you ever felt betrayed? The other day, I met a woman whose husband cheated on her numerous times. They attempted to divorce, but they ended up staying together. He changed and started to straighten out his life.

Yet for her, she suffered by reliving the feeling of his betrayal every time the phone rang at night, even though it was a friend or one of their children. The pain of the betrayal went deep for her to the point she couldn’t watch a movie or program where relationships were involved. This was her way of trying to heal from the pain. Hide from it! She avoided anything that reminded her of love, warmth, and affection.

The point to my story is she gave up trying to handle it herself and asked me for help. After one hour, she walked out of my office with her heart healed. The pain was gone and she had freedom to move on with her life. We do not realize how deep we can hurt each other. Was it her husband who really hurt her or was it herself?

There is more to this story. When I agreed to help her, I expected her problems started from her husband cheating on her. The mind is always surprising. When I sent her mind to the origin of her first feeling of betrayal, she found herself at the age of five.

At this tender age, she made a decision to how to handle betrayal. Apparently, she decided to be deeply hurt and hold onto her pain. Trust and many other issues came into the decision at the age of five. The miracle here is we changed her core belief or decision on how to handle betrayal. It automatically removed all her pain from her husband. We never addressed the issues with him.

In replacing her core decision, she made a strong new core belief to replace the old on. The new belief empowered her beyond her realization. Now, the mind will channel everything in her life through this new core belief decision. The new belief will allow her to enjoy her life like it was before she ever tasted the betrayal. Yet today, she has retained all the valuable lessons one gains by going through the experiences.

As for her husband, he is coming to see me so he can remove his triggers that seem to destroy his life. He wants the same benefits that his wife has found. Along with addictions to certain emotions, he has other destructive behaviors that keep him from having a happy and healthy life. It will be interesting to watch the changes in him. He has an apointment to see me in a few days. I’ll let you know what happens with him.

They both have read my book HOW TO REBUILD SHATTERED DREAMS. This is what modivated them to see me. You might find something in it for you. You can order it for $14.95 on this site or any Internet site.