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"Love is all we have; the only way that each can help the other." -Euripides

Valentines Day is over. The flowers still have crispness and sweet aroma remaining. Wonderfully worded cards expressing unending love lay upon the counter. Chocolates and champagne, maybe balloons and gifts are the signs of love expressed.

What will happen as the days begin to grow wider between this day and the next?
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"I hope some day to meet God, because I want to thank Him for the flowers." -Robert Brault

Today is the day of pretty flowers, of chocolates and loving cards. Today is the day you get to renew your love for all that is in your life.

Shakespeare's 18th Sonnet

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? 
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And 
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"To love abundantly is to live abundantly, and to love forever is to live forever." -Henry Drummond

It is the eve of Valentine's Day and today I provide you with some practical tips to go along with my book called LOVE IS.  I encourage you to buy the book and read it together with the one you love.  It will change your love for each other into one more powerful, one more lasting and one that is
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“Enjoy the process. In the middle of this is where everything happens.” -Dean Sweetman

In my new book called LOVE IS describes my journey to discover what real love is. I also take a look at other couple in history and their story of love. There are also chapters that examine the greatest love story ever told. So in my efforts to help you learn what real love is, I am including bits and pieces 
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"When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile." -Unknown

There is a story I heard not long ago regarding a young woman diagnosed with a terminal illness. She had not been given much time left to live and felt it very important to get things in order. So she contacted her Pastor to come discuss various aspects of her final wishes.

There were 
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Johnny Carson: Man, is it cold out there today.
Ed McMahon: How cold is it?
Johnny Carson: It's so cold I saw a chicken with a capon.

Okay, so maybe it isn't that cold out side but my first day in Germany and the temperature is 14 degrees Farenheit. An artic blast reminding me that yes, it does get cold in various places.

I was warned though and I planned ahead. But having a carry-on suitcase 
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"Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience." -Ralph Waldo Emerson 

The start to a new week was going well. Everything was in order for my overseas business trip.  It was an uneventful ride to the train station where I kissed my lovely wife goodbye.  It was an uneventful train rider to the airport. It was even an uneventful stroll to the security checkpoint.

I than had to use most of 
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"There was definitely some miscommunication." -Alan Trammell

So there I was, communicating via email to several people. The intent was to place a young man in touch with several people in hopes of helping him find a new job. The plan seemed simple enough. I would send the email out to many people asking them to respond with any assistance to myself and this young man.

Fairly quickly I had four
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"It is not so much our friends' help that helps us, as the confidence of their help." -Epicurus 

Uncle Richard and Aunt Dot, that is how we knew these people. They became friends with my parents when both young couples were living in Empire City. A small neighborhood on the south side of Fremont, Nebraska. For so many years I tried to figure out the connection. Was Uncle Richard my Dad's 
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"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

There are two words which tend to prevent us from ever getting ahead in life. They are words that we all too often speak into our own lives and allow a certain power over us.

Those two words are IF and WHEN. 

IF only I had more time. IF only I was smarter. IF the stars align perfectly. Then I will move 
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"A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love." -Max Muller

In my book Love Is, you will find a section regarding the biological significance upon love. There are very particular sections of the brain that light up when love is present. The things we do, the external stimuli spark these regions of the brain.  They also produce various chemicals and reactions. You 
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"The world is all gates, all opportunities, strings of tension waiting to be struck." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

We have all seen them at various times in our life. It might be in the middle of the night when we can't sleep so we turn on the television. They even creep into full page advertisements in your favorite magazine or newspaper. What I am referring to are those "opportunities of a lifetime" 
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"Helping someone is what life is all about." -Willie Stargell 

The stories are written everyday, in the back pages of the newspapers and the collective memories of those present. The doom and gloom headlines overshadow with words of destruction and mayhem. The killings and crimes, the sensational and hate shout out at us from all angles. 

But these other stories are those of good works, of 
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"Love stretches your heart and makes you big inside." - Margaret Walker

Mark, a good friend of mine, sent me the following article not too long ago. Its an article written by ESPN sports columnist Rick Reilly.  It is titled, I believe in Tim Tebow and is a must read to understand what giving of oneself, what inspiration and what perspective on life is.

There are varied opinions on Tim Tebow 
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"To be always intending to make a new and better life but never to find time to set about it is as...to put off eating and drinking and sleeping from one day to the next until you're dead." -Og Mandino

Most every day you get up and place yourself back into the daily routine. You get up, get dressed, get breakfast and get on the road to work. You fall in line with the other cars going to work, 
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"All that love asks for is love." -Joseph A. Primm

That's all He asks of you...love that is, (page 55).


Stay inspired my friends.

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"An attitude is a hypothetical construct that represents an individual's degree of like or dislike for something. Attitudes are generally positive or negative views of a person, place, thing, or event— this is often referred to as the attitude object. People can also be conflicted or ambivalent toward an object, meaning that they simultaneously possess both positive and negative attitudes toward
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""Never look back unless you are planning on going that way."." -Henry David Thoreau

I would imagine you are like most every other human on this planet. You have dreams of being more successful, or earning more money. You have dreams of greatness for your children or renewed health when pain fills every move you make. There are those that hope for love or friendship and those that want for a 
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"Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real." -Iris Murdoch 

There remain only a few short weeks before that mid-winter celebration called Saint Valentine's Day. A day, February 14, celebrating love and affection. People express their love for each other by presenting flowers, offering sweets or candies, and sending greeting cards.


Valentine's Day is a day 
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Navin R. Johnson: The new phone book's here! The new phone book's here! 
Harry Hartounian: Boy, I wish I could get that excited about nothing. 
Navin R. Johnson: Nothing? Are you kidding? Page 73 - Johnson, Navin R.! I'm somebody now! Millions of people look at this book everyday! This is the kind of spontaneous publicity - your name in print - that makes people. I'm in print! Things are going 
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"A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge." -Thomas Carlyle 

As I continue to promote my new book "Love Is", I thought I would share some insight into the googly-eyed frog from the book. The picture I use is not of the actual art creation I made back in Kindergarten. I certainly wish it was but alas, you will have to read the book to find out why I do not have the original in my 
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“Vision without action is a dream. Action without vision is simply passing the time. Action with Vision is making a positive difference.” -Joel Barker 

So here we go again. It is something I have seen so many times in my career. It is inevitable in my life and in your life. What I am referring to is change. It could be a change of scenery or change of plans. Some would call it a change of 
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Love Is by Joseph A Primm
I would like to announce the release of my fourth book called "Love Is" and give you a little taste of the book. As you probably noticed, the book came out just in time for Valentines Day.  It would make a great gift for a loved one or even yourself. I say that because the book is all about love and how powerful it can be in your life.

Most people will tend to seek the
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"The road to success is always under construction."
It seems that most of us were not born with a silver spoon in our mouth. That being the case, the vast majority of people you encounter each day have had to work quite hard for what they have accomplished in life.  True enough, there certainly seem to be those that only want to hitch a ride on the tailgate of your pickup called life.


In the 
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