LOS ANGELES JEWISH FILM FESTIVAL, CALARTS, FULL HOUSE

photo by Bob Delgadillo at Los Angeles Jewish Film Festival May 18, 2016 

CalARTS graduation with my son ~ May 13, 2016

Thinking of going brunette again.. should I ?  This is my episode of FULL HOUSE

DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY: OVERCOME DEPRESSION ~ YOUR THOUGHTS CREATE YOUR REALITY

Your emotional and financial state of mind has everything to do with your thoughts.

I no longer find man's dark side interesting. After so many wars, crimes, bizarre murders and psychopathology - and after being the victim of two stalkers in the last two years (one who sued Kelsey Grammer using my name and I can't get the fake stories taken off social media,) I am now bored with the criminal mind. America's fixation with violence is getting old. I once wrote an article about Ann Coulter entitled: "Death is Sexier than Sex."  Well after so many violent movies kill flicks and scuzz films, I've had enough.

In fact,  the mortal realm with all its grisly hyper-sexualized fixation with body parts, bad habits, and human behavior at its worst is so boring already.

I am interested in what makes good people tick.  How do they overcome their lower nature?

I wrote a line in a movie "The Venus Conspiracy" in which Lexy, the optimistic protaganist, says to her abusive-therapist-sister and analyst — (who believes in being very anal and analyzing everything) —  "I think I'm going to stop worrying and analyzing my problems for just one day and see what happens."

Her sister warns, "What are you, nuts? You have to analyze your problems or they might go away!"

"Exactly."

Withdraw your attention from your enemies nad they expire from neglect. The only way to conquer evil is to replace it with good. When you are spiraling down the bottomless pit of self pity and despair, immediately think iof ONE THING TO BE GRATEFUL FOR. Add a new one each hour.

Also, turn your attention if you can to another's problems. Reach out and help someone else. Lift someone up.

"Depression is caused by thinking depressing thoughts."  Duh. But how do you overcome your own negative dark thinking?

By replacing it with loving thoughts. By immediately thinking of 5 things to be grateful for.
A woman I know was diagnosed with cancer, was told by a Christian healer to think of one new thing to be grateful for each day. She was told to make a list. Each day she added new ones. By the end of 90 days, her cancer was gone. Try it. No matter what dis-ease is trying to take hold, don't buy it. Don't put another god before Good. Don't make cancer or any illness more powerful that the love that created you.

It's like being a stroke victim. I have a friend who had a stroke. He is now incapacitated and in a wheelchair. He has spent most of his life pissed off, grumbling, and mad as hell at the "powers that be." He refuses to believe in a power greater than himself. I love my friend. But he has no idea that his thoughts created his "reality" and brought him to his knees.

He can reverse this in one instant, if he immediately starts to seek the light. THis is not religious, it's actually cellular. Science proves love. Love is God. At least that's what I have come to learn, and I can prove it.

God is simply the power of love. That is all. It's just a simple surrender. Stop fighting anything and everything and everyone.

Your thoughts create your reality.

I am always shocked when I hear people say "I hate this or I hate that..." Don't they know that the word hate is a killer?  It's like drinking poison.

You can't afford to hate anyone.

There is nothing in the mortal realm that has any power over you, if it comes from dark, negative place, it is nothing. Fear is false eveidence appearing real. Don't be ruled by false prophets. Only GOOD is real and has Source.

Love really heals. Love makes the world go round. If you can't think a positive thought, then go look at a puppy's face. Go to the zoo and watch the animals. Go watch a comedy and eat some ice cream,

Dont worry, be happy.

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PLEASE DON'T DO DRUGS ~ ROCK STAR DRUG DEATHS

How many more creative artists do we have to lose?

Prince, Chris Cornell, Chester Bennington, Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, Elvis Presley, Jim Morrison,  Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Kurt Cobain,  Prince, Keith Moon, Tommy Bolin, Gram Parsons, Rick James, Ike Turner, John Entwistle, Scott Weiland, 

THIS WILL MAKE YOU HAPPY: WHAT IS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO YOU AS A RESULT OF BEING NICE?

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What is the best thing that ever happened to you as a result of being nice?

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I was 18 and working 3 jobs to put myself through college.  My roommate barged in one evening and dragged me to a campus event.  It was a talent contest with a first prize of $100.

She said, "You need the money.  I put your name in, when your name is called, get up there and do your thing!"

I had no "thing".  I was a nerdy freshman exhausted and resistant to be in the spotlight.

She persisted.  I relented. Amidst the enthusiastic singers and occasional dancers, I told a story.

That's it.  It was a heartfelt story that won me first prize.  Shocked and happy, I called a family member who said they had a friend in dire need. Would I help them?

I took the name and address of a perfect stranger and sent $50 in the mail. 

A few months later I get a thank you note and a jade ring.  The woman I sent the money to, died.  She asked I receive her most valuable possession.

I held onto the ring for years, never knowing its monetary value.

I wore it through college and graduate schools, marriage, childbirth, and 
divorce. 

In the heighth of a financial struggle, a major health challenge, and single parenting teenagers, I said a prayer.

Shortly there after, I received a phone call from a concerned relative who asked about the jade ring.

He encouraged me to think about selling it.

I could not imagine how a long ago act of kindness was going to help me in my current trials.

With mixed feelings I had the ring appraised..

The appraisal came back with a verbal offer from an interested buyer.

I accepted what I believe to this day was an act of divine intervention. 

The ring sold for $6,000.

It helped pay medical expenses, the mortgage, bought grocercies, and provided other essentials for my family.

Fifty dollars turned into six thousand over the space of several years. 

Both recipients were grateful givers.  One of us is still humbled by the kindness and generousity of the other.

FUNNY TOO CLOSE FOR COMFORT SCENES

THE MYSTERY OF INNOCENCE

Other titles for this post: ~ HOW TO BE A VIRGIN AGAIN 

"Great men are they who see that spiritual is stronger than any material force; that thoughts rule the world." – Ralph Waldo Emerson

I really want to be a virgin again in more ways than one. In this age, we’ve seen too much, done too much, been too naked. Mortal life is getting too extreme. There’s too much hard-core violence and porn in the airwaves. But is it possible to become innocent again? Can we put the Genie back in the bottle? 

There is nothing in the physical world left to want, do or imagine. I don’t want one more luxury gadget to make my life easier except maybe the newest iphone or a flying car. Okay, and maybe a Jet-pack like the Jetsons had. Actually nothing in the material world impresses me anymore. Except seeing, actually seeing The Force, which some call "God" but which I often call Love. Imagine if love were a tangible force. What would it look like?

I was thinking about the tragedy and the terrorist bombings ~  Brussels, Paris, Boston, San Bernardino, 9/11, Oklahoma bombings, as well as Hurricanes, wildfires and mass shootings.. and the Indonesian tsunami – and of how many bodies have rotted and evaporated, and how quickly human life is snuffed out. It proves to me what I’ve always known: that flesh is not man's most important quality. This mortal life is but a dream, and man is not made of matter, no matter how real the illusion seems. Our lives are a reflection of our thoughts. 

As a culture we put so much emphasis on the body: on the cellular substance of a fetus, the death and burial of a corpse, the saving of an unconscious sack of flesh that contains no life force or spirit, as in the case of Terry Schiavo, who was brain dead, but not allowed to be taken off life support. This case became a political circus. We are focused so exclusively on the letter, not the spirit; the style, not the substance; the right hat, not the heart; the ritual, not the meaning... and the flesh, which can be wiped out so easily — that it must make me wonder: is flesh man’s most important quality?

At the risk of sounding like a crackpot, I have to say here that I no longer believe in the physical universe as being primary. The invisible harmony is what's real. In other words, the things I know are valuable and real are the things I can’t see with my eyes – the invisible qualities of love, truth, wisdom, soul, principle, thought, harmony, wisdom, compassion, beauty, strength and character – things that cannot be physically touched or scientifically proven. Man is spiritual; we are linked to the Divine and to each other by the invisible fabric of love.

As Emerson said: "this is a spiritual universe and thoughts rule the world."

Imagine if the human pageant were just a tapestry — and God sees the complete, beautiful picture on the finished side — but from our vantage point beneath, we only see dangling threads that keep disappearing as they are woven in and out. As people pass on, certain threads disappear because they are part of a grand stitch that completes a beautiful landscape or picture on the other side. We can’t see the whole picture. We don't know the reason for death and suffering; we don't know what's on the other side, but I'm sure there are many mansions and colors -- and the weave creates a majestic tapestry.

One of my favorite books is MANS SEARCH FOR MEANING by Viktor Frankl, who overcame concentration camp torture through the power of his mind. This is a universe of thought. Thought is energy and it is swift.

Here's the Catch 22: what you think about all day long, is what you become; what you focus on grows. So if you're thinking about how bad the world is, or how much you lack, you will get more of the same. Or as I wrote in the comedy film "Venus Conspiracy", "You can be attractive even if you're not good looking, because if you radiate love, you attract people." I know it's a silly line, but it is true. Beyond "The Secret" the best metaphysical writers who really know the truth are Eckhart Tolle, Mary Baker Eddy, Emmet Fox, Depak Chopra, Neal Donald Walsch.. actually there are many. 

Whatsoever things are good, pure, beautiful — if we think on these things we will bring these into our life in proportion to our thoughts. Our thoughts create our reality, and as Shakespeare said, "There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so."

I have the profound sense that we are doing the right thing everyday when we are loving to others, especially those who offend us and disturb us, and especially those less fortunate. Have you seen someone's face light up with just one kind word?

My sister went through open-heart surgery to replace a valve a few months after our brother’s death. Through the past few years, with the help of a pacemaker, she has gradually improved her heartbeat as she has became more spiritually attuned.

In December she started writing songs again. She wrote a song that was so beautiful, it had to come from the Source of love; it was pure inspiration. Her heart suddenly went into "sinus" or normal rhythm. The connection was clear.

When the troubles with her downstairs neighbor began to escalate, my sister developed debilitating pain in her feet, a form of arthritis. She could hardly walk. She was told not to hike anymore with her dog.

I believe her feet hurt because she was walking on eggshells. She was angry and hurt and unable to live freely in her own apartment because the downstairs neighbor kept harrrassing her about the noise upstairs with her dog.

The neighbor also harassed her because she was gay. This woman seemed completely malicious at times. What was more astounding was that she actually received mail from Trinity Broadcasting Network, the Christian evangelical station! We saw it in the mailbox. My sister tried to talk to her, but she refused. My sister tried to move, but couldn't find an apartment that took dogs and would double as a music studio.

She had to to work on this spiritually – seeing her neighbor through God’s eyes, as a child of love. She had to send love to her neighbor. This took a while, but she continued to return love for hate. Everytime the woman would rave and rant, or pound on the ceiling with a broom when my sister played music she was composing (in the daytime!) my sister would refrain from screaming back.

The situation turned around. My sister persisted in seeing the woman as a good person, and the woman became willing to talk. Now they actually wave to each other. This is nothing short of a miracle considering my sister was actually in fear of a hate crime at one point. She also thought her dog was going to be poisoned.

The Death of Adrienne Shelly: Neighbor vs. Neighbor

A few years ago, I was reading the list of Sundance films purchased for sale and was shocked to see that Adrienne Shelly, one of my favorite indie actress-turned-filmmakers, who directed "Waitress" had been murdered. She was murdered by a downstairs neighbor for complaining constantly about the noise he made. He finally marched upstairs and killed her. This was devastating, surreal.

I then thought of my sister and was grateful she had learned the spiritual lesson of getting along with her neighbor.

How to Solve Every Problem in Life ~ the Problem of Living in a Material World

So what is the code? Is there a formula one can plug in here for all problems in life? Yes.

What I've discovered is that the solution to any material problem is never at the level of the problem. As Einstein said: "No problem can be solved at the same level it was created on." You have to go to higher, smarter solution. You have to go to a diplomatic or spiritual solution. Problems are solved in the "gap" -- the space between. It always happens when you let go, or look away from the problem or get momentarily distracted. That's when you find your earring, or get the phone call. It's by “letting go."

No human power could relieve my alcoholism. It was not healed by dissecting the brain.

No military power can solve terrorism. We can’t fight fire with fire; we need to go above the problem and approach it from a different angle.

This hot-bead of hatred is something we actually started when we dropped bombs on Fallujah and invaded Iraq.  We fomented this hatred agains America years earlier when we got into bed with the Saudis and their oil oligarchy. 

But hating ones' enemies never resolves anything, as the Great Peacemaker said. 

All great spiritual leaders know that you must "keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." And "a soft answer turns away wrath." Withdraw our energy from the situation and the situation will solve itself. We must withdraw and take care of our own side of the street.

PROJECTION: LIVING IN THE WRECK OF OUR FUTURE ~ LETTING GO ~ MAN'S SEARCH FOR MEANING 

On the Subject of Bigotry, Racism and Homophobia:

The more one pushes something down, the more it rears its ugly head in inappropriate places; perversions appear. This explains why celibacy in priests acts like a pressure cooker, often resulting in crimes of molestation. Celibacy is unnatural; too much pent up desire perverts itself. Like Pandora’s box, whatever is taboo becomes irresistibly tempting. People will sneak out of their cages to experience the forbidden.

So the Puritan, guilt-ridden over his own uncontrollable urges, cannot live with himself. Unable to cut out his own lustful thoughts, he looks outside himself for someone to blame and project his guilt onto. The easiest way to ameliorate his shame is to broadcast the evil, project it onto others where he can externalize it, see it as separate from himself – and lash at it with swords. This way he can feel morally superior. It's a quick fix. He investigates it, dwells on its dark side, inflates its evil effects until evil is all he sees. He makes the gay person into an object of disgust.

The only mystery left is innocence. 

AN AMAZING, FUNNY "DOG SHOT" godshot®

Kate, a woman at a 12-step meeting, was describing the day her dog Rufus died. Rufus had been suffering and she was not sure whether to put him to sleep or not. She finally agreed with the vet that this was the best course of action. 

But after she and her husband put Rufus to sleep, Kate was full of fear and doubt. She couldn't stop crying. She asked the universe, God, her Higher Power ~ for a sense of peace, a calming thought or a sign that she had done the right thing.

She went to work at the Body Shop in the Glendale mall that evening. An hour after she got to work, her husband called her, sounding frantic and bewildered. He asked her, "What is this dog doing on our couch? Did you go out and get a new dog?"

She said, "What dog on our couch? What are you talking about?"

The husband looked at the dog tags and the saw the name of the dog: "Rufus." This was the name of their precious dog, the dog they had just put to sleep. He called the number on the dog tag and discovered that the owner was wondering where her dog was. It turns out that the pet sitting place dropped the dog off at the wrong home. Apparently the housekeeper who had been working at their house that day, let the dog inside.

Kate hadn't used that pet sitting place for three years. And on this night, a dog named Rufus was accidentally delivered to their door. 

The pet sitting place had obviously mixed up the addresses they had on file for two dogs named "Rufus." The person dropping off the dog, took it to the wrong house.

Kate and her husband immediately knew this was a godshot: a glimpse of uncanny, beautiful synchronicity. It was as if Rufus was saying "Hi, I'm okay! I made it over the Rainbow Bridge to the other side!" They had no doubt that Rufus was letting them know he was okay. 

They laughed out loud and knew that everything was going to be all right.