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Telethon… Pure Philanthropy?

December 10, 2008 Leave a comment

Hello folks,

I meant to post this about two weeks ago! But I’ve been very busy lately and couldn’t finish it before! I’ll fill you in on that later 🙂

For you Americans, I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving Weekend. Here in Chile, we don’t have that holiday, however, our yearly (almost yearly) Telethon took place last Friday and Saturday. The main goal of our Telethon (which has been going on for 30 years now) is to collect money to build rehab centers for handicap children. For 27 hours all TV channels get together, supplying their stars to organise a huge mediatic show. The entire country witnesses the moment when the goal is reached, yet sometimes surpassed. This year the goal was to gather over 13000 million pesos (in US dollars that’s around 20 million). The final amount of money gathered was over 16000 million pesos. In very rare occassions the goal hasn’t been reached, perhaps only once. However, it’s very unlikely to see such a big gap between the goal and the actual amount (which could still increase, as they’re not done counting the non monetary donations).

During those 27 hours, they present testimonials from families whose children were born with physical or mental problem, and that have turned to the Telethon foundation for help. These testimonies are so emotional that it’s hard not to shed a tear whilst watching them. I know I always do. Damn emotional me ;). But how could I not get emotional? It’s amazing what this institution does for this people, and it’s amazing to look at those children’s faces when they learn to do things by themselves 🙂

Anyway, if you have similar activities in your country, then you know that several companies donate money to these institutions, that’s how this charity can continue… but they all have a commercial interest, don’t they?

A few weeks before the Telethon starts, you start seeing commercials on television, and what resembles political propaganda on the streets. Companies embrace the Telethon spirit to raise money to donate to this great cause… but, incidentally it seems, they also raise the money in their pockets. “Let’s reach 10,000 sales today so we can donate 100 million!” “Eat 435897 McSomethings today and we’ll donate 100 million” and so on. Of course, it’s for a good cause and you certainly want them to donate that money… but some of us have a bittersweet feeling about it. We read between the lines… yet we have to follow.

Now don’t get me wrong, I think the Telethon is amazing and I love this cause. I also love it when very rich people make donations… This year, two multi-millionaire guys donate 1000 million each. You got that right, 1000 million each. One of them said it had been his dream since he was a kid, to go there and donate the biggest amount nobody had ever donated. And he did it…. but what happened next? Another multi-millionaire came right after him and donated another 1000 million. He wasn’t even thinking about donating that much! But I guess he got carried away by the momentum… and probably wanted some of that recognition too, right? Now, I do believe those two men did a very philantropic action, however, they went on stage in front of thousands of people, and now everybody talks about their outstanding donations.

What would I call a true philanthropist? The people who made outstanding donations and stayed in the anonimity. Those who didn’t care about receiving any sort of recognition. I’m not saying all the other people who donated huge amounts publicly didn’t do it to support the cause… but they’re actions weren’t completely selfless.

Now I would love to hear some stories about similar events going on in your countries, do you have a telethon too? How does it work? What do they do with the money?

Thanks for reading! 🙂

Carolina

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The Best Dream I’ve Ever Had

November 18, 2008 1 comment

How many times have you dreamt something so amazing that it’s painful to wake up? How many times have your dreams surpassed your reality? Well, last night I had one of those dreams. And even though I’m sitting here at work, I need to write it down, or else I might forget it.

Ok, if you have read some of these entries, then you’ll know I’m a fan of Muse. My dream starts with them. So, I don’t know where we were or why, but I was with my boyfriend and some friends waiting outside some venue to see Muse in Chile. This was the second night and we were glad to be there because there were hardly any people there. First we got some really bad seats but then we realised we could just move and stand in front of the stage, where not too many people were. So we went there. It was really weird because the part that was in the middle of the venue, where you could stand in front of the stage, was somehow higher than the stage. So we climbed up there and stood on the left side of the front, near Matt Bellamy’s microphone. I was excited as hell. [… I have seen Muse live 3 times though, but each time it has been breathtaking… this dream was no exception…]. People started to arrive, yet it still wasn’t full. I glanced over my shoulder to check out the crowd and there was plenty of space left. And the show was about to begin. I was happy cause I didn’t like extremely crowded venues. My friends were also very excited to be there. But nobody like me… I am a fangirl.

Finally, the band climbed on stage and everyone started cheering.  [ If you don’t know Muse, here’s some little info: they’re three guys, they come from Britain and they have been out there playing music for about 10 years. I have been a fan for 6 years. Their lead singer, Matthew Bellamy has an amazing voice, and outstanding guitar and piano skills. The bass player, Chris Wolstenholme is a very quiet guy, whereas the drummer Dominic Howard is a sweetheart. All songs are sung by Matt, except for a few backing vocals where Chris and Dom help. ]

Now the surreal part. Dom and Chris start a song, everyone’s excited. And when everybody expected Matt to go ahead and grab his guitar and microphone to sing, he goes and sits at a table behind Chris and Dom, while Chris began to sing an unknown tune. Matt just sat at the table and stared at the audience, smiling. Suddenly, a bunch of people who were standing beside me jumped on the stage (which wasn’t hard at all, considering that the stage was a little lower than we were) and stood in line to get Matt’s autograph. Ok, they didn’t stand in line, they were all over the place! I didn’t think about it twice and jumped as well. I didn’t have anything for him to sign, except for some piece of paper that I had in my pocket. When it was my chance to have his attention I pulled out the paper and asked him to sign it. He smiled and had a look at it. He giggled and I said “don’t ask, I have no idea what that is!”. I also told him that I was happy to meet him again [ …The first time I saw Muse live in The Netherlands in 2006, I was lucky enough to spot them at a bar in Amsterdam before the show and meet them. It was amazing… ]. He said something back but I can’t remember what it was! Anyway, after a moment, we all jumped back to where we were, and Matt finally started singing. I went back to my friends and my boyfriend, we had such a great view from there. For some reason, the concert seemed unusually short, and my partners left. I didn’t leave because I knew there’d have to be an encore. And there was…

Surreal part number two: it wasn’t Muse anymore on the encore, it was Bright Eyes […Conor Oberst is another of my top three music heroes. If you’re not familiar with him, he has been recording music since the age of 12. He is now 28 and has had multiple music projects, but the one he’s most famous for is Bright Eyes. He has played at the Vote for Change concerts to support Obama this year. I have seen Bright Eyes 7 times and met him twice…]. I was so happy I couldn’t believe this was happening. Of course, I thought my dream was real. I noticed that the venue was now packed and everybody was singing along with Conor. I was still on the very front. He had his guitar, his band and nothing else mattered at that moment. I had no idea where my friends and boyfriend were, but frankly, I didn’t care.

The concert was over, so I walked out of the venue. On my way out I heard a bunch of girls screaming and yelling. I knew they had probably found Muse and Conor at the back door or something, so I made my way there. When I got there it was impossible to sneak in, so I simply stared. Suddenly, I see Conor reaching through the crowd. Apparently, nobody noticed that he had escaped, but me. I immediately walked up to him and started a conversation. Basically, I told him that it was great to see him again, and that I had met him twice before [… First time I met him was after a concert in The Netherlands in 2007; Second time was in Chile in July 2008…]. He even seemed to remember me, so he put his arm around me and I put mine around him. We started walking and talking about a lot of things. It was amazing, I felt as though I had known him forever. I told him about all the times I had seen him live, and how his music had marked my life. I even told him about the time I saw him in Amsterdam in September. I waited for him outside the venue and when he walked toward me he didn’t see me. He admittedly said he was so stoned and drunk that day that he hardly remembered anything, and even apologised. Awww. And he was so happy to hear everything I told him and so humbled about it. Well, I know for a fact that he’s a very humble man, despite how genius he is.

Suddenly we reached some weird building that was near a trainstation… in London O_o. I don’t know how or why but it was the afternoon again. And we definitely didn’t spend all night walking together from Chile to London. Well, you know, weird things that occur in dreams. He told me he had to leave, so I asked him for a picture. I only had my cellphone with me, which fortunately has a really good camera. But there was a catch: the battery was low. I told Conor to stand next to me, somehow I had given him a Chilean flag earlier (weird, I don’t remember doing it lol) with “Bright Eyes” written on it, so he was holding it and smiling. I took two pictures which weren’t good enough and then my battery died. “Oh oh!” I thought. I had no way to reach my friends anymore. Conor told me to come along with him (I don’t remember where he was going) and I really wanted to go but I couldn’t. I knew my friends and my parents would be worried sick about me. I hugged him tight and told him that this would not be the last time we’d meet. He smiled and left.

I walked a few blocks and tried to turn my cell phone on again. It had very little battery, and I immediately got a call from my parents. Somehow, they were nearby O_o at some cafe O_o. I walked there and met them and my boyfriend, as well as my other friends who had been with me at the concert. I told them about my surreal experience with Conor, and how they left before the concert was over. They said they were worried about me and that they couldn’t reach me. We were sitting at a table eating and stuff… and you will not believe what happened next.

Surreal part number three: the owner of the cafe was no other than Layne Staley (O_o)!!!. […Layne Staley is my other top three music hero. He was the lead singer of the 90’s Grunge band Alice in Chains. He died in 2002, and the Grunge world has never been the same since then…]. Layne came to our table and asked us if we needed anything else. He had curly hair, a goatee, and he was wearing a hat. For some reason I thought his outfit looked kinda French, because of the sweater he was wearing. It was white, with horizontal black stripes. I stared at him and couldn’t believe my eyes. He was beautiful. To my dismay, I didn’t get to spend as much time with him as I did with Conor and Matt, however, he was there! Before we left the cafe, I walked to him and gave him a hug. I can’t remember exactly what I told him while I was hugging him, but it was probably related to him being amazing. He smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek. And before I could say anything else my alarm went on.

I had the biggest smile on my face this morning, I tell ya!

Those three men mean so much to me and have marked me in so many different ways, that having them all together visiting me in one night was probably too much to handle 🙂

Thanks for reading this. It means a LOT to me. I hope it was entertaining!!

Carolina.

Why caring about a home based business? What’s the purpose and advantage?

November 17, 2008 Leave a comment

Hello dear reader,

I have been pondering about this for a while. Why having a home based business? And the answer is not as obvious as it seems. I’ll tell you why.

When I started my business, I wasn’t really looking for a business like this. I wasn’t even looking for extra money. To be honest, I wasn’t looking for anything, or so I thought. I was fine with my job and the people I work with. I was ok with the salary, although it could and it should be higher. I was pretty much ok with everything. It wasn’t until someone told me “hey, want to be your own boss?” that it cracked in my head. I thought “why not?”. And then I realised how those magic words had awaken something inside of me: My long lost dreams.

I’m sure there’s a time in our lives when our dreams are at their peak. And for a few moments we believe that everything is possible. But after a while, without fighting much, we simply give them up and settle for less what we have. We become another brick in the wall of society. Most of us would rather stay at this comfortable position, where we have a steady job, a steady income, and enough money to live well. We would like to have more time and more money, and be able to do more things, but we don’t believe it’s possible. “It’s the life I got to live” some people think. We hope for a promotion at our job, so we work hard and do our best. We might get an extra bonus at the end of the year, so we work toward that goal. But we cannot seem to wish upon anything higher than that. Why is that? Is it laziness? Is it comformism? Have we lost any hope in achieving those dreams that we once had? Are we afraid of disappointment?

Now, going back to what I said before, I wasn’t looking for anything related to money or a business. But funnily enough, I was looking for a way out of my daily routine. See, I graduated a year ago, and started working only 3 months after. During those three months I was free, I thought a lot about my future, but tried to avoid it at the same time. I knew it would be the last time that I would ever be free for three months, because once I’d enter the labor World, I would never get 3 months holidays ever again. And believe me, that thought scared me. As I mentioned in one of my previous entries of this blog, life seems to be one prison after another.

Today I’m writing to motivate myself and others to break free from this prison. Some of you may say “yeah right, how am i supposed to do that? I need a job and I need the money to survive”. Well, yes, you might need the money, but you don’t necessarily need the job. What if I told you that there are ways (several ways, actually) for you to retire young and rich? What if I told you that life doesn’t have to be about your job anymore? What if I told that there is a way for you to work for a few years, instead of forty?

Why is it that so many people think that the life of the rich and famous is for others and not for us? Human beings love to bring each other down:

  • I’m not talented enough
  • I’m not good enough at anything
  • I don’t do anything special
  • I’m not smart enough
  • I don’t live in the right place to succeed
  • That’s not for people like me
  • I’ll never be like that

And the list could go on. Well, what makes you think that you can’t change anything about you? You are the only person stopping you from becoming what you truly want to be! It may be tough, but we can be our own worst enemies. Sure, many factors around us may influence our success, but at least 90% of it lies within ourselves. If we face life with the right attitude, then we can overcome most of our fears and reach whatever goals we set ourselves.

So, to answer the questions I put on the subject of this post.

Why having a home based business? Clearly, the answer is not “because it’s nice” or “because I don’t want to see my boss anymore”. The best answer I can give you is because I want to be FREE”  Free from what? Free from the constant hassle that being an employee brings. Free from the barriers of time and money. Free to do whatever I want, whenever I want, whith whomever I want! Wouldn’t you like that? Wouldn’t you like to live your dreams? Dream, then take ACTION.

The equation is

Dream + Believe + Take Action = Reality

YOU can do this too. It’s not for the famous and talented people only. This is for all of us!! And you are still on time to switch from being an Employee for the rest of your life and work for money, to being a successful Entrepreneur, who has money working for them.

What’s the Purpose and Advatange? The purpose is whatever your Dream is, and how strong and determined you are about it! Focus on your dreams, picture the life you’ve always wanted to live and GO FOR IT! But remember, it will NOT come easy and I would like to emphasize on that. Don’t let ANYONE tell you that you will get rich Overnight, or that you will have other people doing this for you. You will have to prepare yourself, you will have to learn a LOT, you will have to study and train yourself. But it will pay off in the end. I am going to pass on all my knowledge to you.

Network Marketing is the easiest, most convenient way to pursue your Own business.

Are you READY?

Do You Have What It Takes??


 

To YOUR Success.

 

Carolina.

Sunburn…

November 12, 2008 Leave a comment

I chose the Sunburn theme because it’s the title of one of my favourite songs. In case you don’t know what I’m talking about, it’s a song by a band called Muse. One of my favourite bands.

I am sort of new in the blogging world, yet not so new in the writing world. I have enjoyed writing thoughts ever since I can remember. I tried to keep a diary several times when I was little, but it wasn’t easy. Still, I enjoyed writing stories for school. We’d usually have these “writing contests” and on more than one occasion I received the first prize. Of course, I was very shy back then, and didn’t quite enjoy being the centre of attention. So, you can imagine how hard it was for me to get up from my seat and go on that little stage they had at the school gym to receive my award. People would applaud and look at me, and all I wanted was to walk away as quickly as possible! With a big smile on my face and a great sense of self-accomplishment in my heart.

Years later, I still find myself as a shy person, but I have overcome most of it. I’m no longer afraid of recognition, yet it’s not something I crave for. I am happy about myself and the person I’ve become. I’m happy to be different from most people my age. Oh… I’m 24 years old by the way. I guess that’s still reasonably young, right? Anyway, as I was telling you, I’m very happy to be alive, most people aren’t grateful to be alive. Not me, not anymore (Yes, I am a SAW fan!). I did have my depressing periods. I remember being a teenager. Now, weren’t those the worst years of our lives? I mean, how many people can say they truly enjoyed being 14 – 16. Man, that sucked. I wasn’t too happy until I turned about 18 or 19. How many of us had a crush on someone who never ever paid attention to us? Except of course, when they had missed a class and perfectly knew that we’d be more than willing to lend them our notes. Oh, how blind were we.

The World is so different after our school years, even after our Uni years. I think those 5 years I spent at the University were the best years of my life. Until then at least. Now I’m in a position where I can say I’m happy to have a steady job, which comes along with a steady income. It does feel great to have some independence. It feels great to be free to make our own financial decisions, to buy whatever we want, whenever we want. But, what’s the price that most of us pay for this freedom? We give up another freedom: living our lives whenever we want to.

Having a job is probably the least freeing experience in the world. Of course, most people will think “Oh, yes. I finally have my own money and I can buy my own apartment, my own car, my own things!!”. But… aren’t we missing something very important here? We are not free anymore to do the things we like!! Life is a neverending prison: you’re born a prisoner of your family and their values. Then we become prisoners of education (I’m very grateful to have received education, I think it’s amazing, don’t misunderstand me here), we have to go to school, do homework, make our parents happy. Then, after those painful 12 years of school, we move on to another prison: University. (you know what else is funny? We have to pay for education! It may be a prison, but it can also be a blessing! ) Again we have to work hard to become what we want to be in life (and that’s saying a lot. How many of you studied something just because there was nothing else you could do? Or just because your parents and family told you to? Raise your hand!). And then, when we are done studying for whatever amount of years our career of choice lasts, we move on to yet another prison, perhaps the longest and hardest to give up: W-O-R-K.

Now… how many of you would give anything to stop working? I know I would. Even though I love my job, I miss not being able to do it whenever I want. There are so many days when I wake up in the morning thinknig “God, I wish I could just skip work today and not having to give any explanations to anybody!”. I know it has happened to me, and perhaps it has happened to you too. No matter what we do, being social beings doesn’t allow us to do whatever we want and whenever we want to. We will always have to explain things to someone, either our friends, family, or the authorities. But what would it feel like if we could narrow down that list? Which brings me to my main goal in my life right now: Financial Freedom.

“Money doesn’t buy happiness.” That statement has some truth to it. But what money does do is buy me the time to do what I love and pay other people to do what I hate doing. – Robert Kiyosaki
How Many of you have heard of Mr. Robert Kiyosaki? I sure have. And he has become a big inspiration to me, amongst other inspirations I have, of course. Anyway, this man didn’t make it big before hitting rock-bottom. He didn’t become rich overnight, but at least he had a goal and he focused and directed all of his activities to reach that goal. Now I’m a firm believer that “when there’s a will, there’s a way” as clichĂ© as it may sound. It’s the truth. We are constantly setting limits to ourselves whenever we claim that “we can’t ” do something. I didn’t only learn this from Mr Kiyosaki, actually I learnt that lesson quite a few years ago. I remember when the books “Conversations with God” made their way towards my hands. I learnt the best lessons I could have ever learnt about life there. And you don’t need to be a believer, just open minded enough.

Right now I’m working to reach financial freedom, but not because of financial freedom itself. I want existential freedom. I want to be free to do the things I want to do. I want to be free to decide when to work and who to work with! I want to be free to take a day off, a week off… how about, a lifetime off. If you share similar goals, I would LOVE to connect with you and keep in touch. The more people working together to reach one goal, the faster the goal can be accomplished.

Anyway, I’m about to reach the end of my very first entry. I look forward to interacting with more smart people around here. And, I love making friends, so please let me get to know you 🙂

All the best.

Carolina.