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Some days, it's all about the beach.



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Courtesy of Jim Rohn


There is a  theme that appears in various folktales from different cultures.  The  idea that 'it could always be worse' or 'what appears as a blessing  could be a curse and what appears as a curse could be a blessing'. 
Basically, the idea that it's all relative and it's all in how you look  at it.
A good thought to carry with me throughout my day.
A  Chinese tale takes </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/1RPtVSsqe8k/courtesy-of-jim-rohn-there-is-theme.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrEvuCSr750/Tu6rvpNyFdI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ir6qajQM25o/s72-c/story+harbour+cd+w+3+awards.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The Handless Maiden - one of the grimmest of the Grimm, yet full of powerful imagery and of course, a happy ending. 
I  find this story to be a profound and powerful one.  I begin it with the  Miller's search for the Tree of Life.  This, the fabled tree from the  Garden of Eden.  Find this tree and be assured of a life free of toil,  disease or old age. 
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Pacific - Peaceful in character or intent.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/1H_LExj51M0/and-now-for-your-moment-of-zen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Are you the kind of person who hears "that little voice inside" and wishes you had the confidence and strength to follow it? 

Are you the kind of person who resists dogma and yearns for the freedom to live an authentic life? 
 
 
Do you desire an infusion of inspiring and energizing choices about the person you wish to be in the world?      
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"The human race has only one really effective weapon and that is laughter." Mark Twain
Our experience of laughter makes us feel so good, oftentimes relaxed, and once in a while, cleansed. Scientists can now tell you the names of the chemicals your body creates while laughing that are responsible for those feelings. 

They can measure the increase in your cardio functioning and the workout your </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/7CK4jzgIcR8/if-you-arent-laughing-you-might-be-dead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qC_kBTwqFj8/TexCsTbedbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7InRTDm_scg/s72-c/laughter.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Funny Junk 

Two Zen monks, Tanzan and Ekido, traveling on  pilgrimage, came to a muddy river crossing. There they saw a lovely  young woman dressed in her kimono and finery, obviously not knowing how  to cross the river without ruining her clothes. Without further ado,  Tanzan graciously picked her up, held her close to him, and carried her  across the muddy river, placing her onto the dry </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/Fc3-BdLiI84/two-monks-walk-into-bar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrEvuCSr750/Tu6rvpNyFdI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ir6qajQM25o/s72-c/story+harbour+cd+w+3+awards.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I really like Jane's outside-of-ordinary-reality thinking style.  I like that she is willing to allow for possibilities that "rational" people may not be comfortable with. 
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Courtesy of DSGNMomOnline
I've always enjoyed the tales  of the fine Irish lads who come across the gnarled, grizzled, tiny  bootmaker, also known as the Leprechaun.  There are a few versions, all  ending the same way.  An underlying theme is the young man's desire to  achieve success "the easy way", forcing the Leprechaun to give up his pot of gold.
Leprechaun lore tells us, and them, that in </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/sZ1oLErmcqo/keep-your-eye-on-leprechaun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vmF6JXuXLd0/TwohaXqqYII/AAAAAAAAAE8/sZYg0FcxgXk/s72-c/2_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Courtesy of Children's Literature Network
Nasrudin,  that wisest of fools, manages to get right to the heart of any matter.   In this story, he is asked by an excited, young friend of his who is  himself about to be married, whether or not the Mulla had ever wished to  be married.

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You can purchase this print at Art.com
It's ironic to me that the Brothers Grimm were so named, since so  very many of the tales they put to paper have very grim elements.  Recent programs, Once Upon A Time and Grimm are attempting to recapture that original spirit.  It hasn't been apparent from the whitewashed versions that American entertainment  and children's books have been espousing for </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/uPAKL0Y2TgQ/tale-number-89-grimmest-of-them-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cL-PzN-LzCY/TwPWED2QQYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/SzzJXxxWn_0/s72-c/WVK3D00Z.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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"...after  a time, you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing after all  as wanting.  It is not logical, but it is often true."
One of  my favorite folktales to tell is Be Nice, Be Polite.  There's more than  one way to look at this story.  It's a funny tale, so it isn't often  considered a good candidate </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/Ubi2LIvN-NI/spock-and-dangers-of-being-polite.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WDcLsAut10/Tv6Am41RZAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eQ-_yQbj4Pw/s72-c/Shore-Leave-mr-spock-5491538-700-530.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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North Morro Bay, California
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Courtesy of The MerBlog
One of my  favorite tales is a selkie story I found years ago in a book of folktales,  by Katherine Briggs.  The selkie is a being that takes the form of a  seal when in the sea and sheds it's skin to walk about as a human on  land.  It's said that the way to keep a selkie is to hide its seal skin,  for it can never return to the sea without it.  Selkies can be man,  </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/sLbAWqkkMK0/selkie-woman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ywhtINZBR4/TvoA_Mrw6WI/AAAAAAAAADU/2Z_jwOn-f7c/s72-c/selkie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Courtesy of Firebird Russian Arts
If you know the story of The Archer, The Firebird &amp; The Princess Vasilissa, you know that there comes a time when the archer makes a choice. His Horse of Power tells him to run with all his strength toward the cauldron of boiling water and leap as if with great joy, into the boiling water. Is this really the best way to face one's doom?
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A Visit From St. Nicholas,

Courtesy of Eagle Wing Whale Watching
written by Clement Clarke Moore, also known as "Twas The Night Before Christmas."


Story Teller, Zette Harbour reads A Coastal California Visit From St. Nicholas 





To hear more of Zette Harbour's stories, visit the Zette Harbour Amazon store. 
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Source unkown
The Crane Wife 
a traditional Japanese tale 

Every tale has many levels of truth and of wisdom.  Like a prism  refracting white light and revealing the many colors within, Story  Wisdom allows us to peer into a story from different perspectives.  We  can see, then, the many shades and nuances of truth, receiving the facet  that we most need. 

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Courtesy of myLot
Mulla Nasrudin used to stand in the street on market days to be pointed out as an idiot.No  matter how often people offered him a large and a small coin, he always  chose the smaller piece. One day, a kindly man said to him: "Mulla, you  should take the bigger coin. Then you will have more money and people  will no longer be able to make a laughing stock of you.""That  might </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ZetteHarbour/~3/SWmqG3DoNFw/you-will-do-foolish-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Zette)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYfBmFInBio/TjCb-nQE81I/AAAAAAAAAKI/HapNGrSk_QY/s72-c/money%2Blarge.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Image courtesy of Modern Ghana.com

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Courtesy of torange

When I say, "the goose that laid the golden egg," you know exactly what I'm talking about.It's a story that is deeply engrained in our cultural memory.  If it's not, here is a recap of one version:
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 "One day Mara,  the Buddhist god of ignorance and evil, was traveling through the  villages of India with his attendants.  He saw a man doing walking  meditation whose face was lit up in wonder. 
The man had just discovered something on the ground in front of him. 
Mara's attendants asked what that was and Mara replied, "A piece of Truth." 
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