MKMMA 9.5 Weeks: The Cement Buddha and the Sledgehammer

One of the first things we are taught in the Master Keys course is that each of us is solid gold.

When I heard this I kinda rolled my eyes and shook my head.

I am pretty sure all the other course attendees did the same.

The instructor went on to explain that we didn’t see ourselves that way because a lifetime of bad feelings had manifested themselves around us like a super dense layer of concrete.

It was explained that our job was to “bust out” of this self-imposed prison revealing our “golden self!”


The only way I know for a common person to bust concrete is with a hammer or even better a sledgehammer.

As I was contemplating my slow and wavering path today, a song came to mind from somewhere way out in left field. (baseball metaphor for Mark J)

I remember this song from the mid eighties, in fact it was one of the first videos to be played on a then brand new venue called, MTV.

I had never actually listened to the lyrics.  Once again something caused this song to jump forefront in my mind.

May I say, “Freaky Weird II?”

Take a listen and see what your mysterious mind thinks.

Let me know how it strikes you.



MKMMA Week 9: Pissin in the Wind

One of the things that the MKMMA teaches is that our subconscious works 24 hours a day, seven days a week to help us figure out how to acquire the methods for us to get what we want.

My ultimate goal in this course is to create a “new me.”

In order to accomplish this, I must first get rid of the “old me.”

Just to prove that my subconscious is doing it’s job, I submit to you this nominal song from 1975 that “Popped” into my head this morning while I was struggling with my sit.  Pay particular attention to the chorus.

Here's the Chorus:
 Pissin' in the wind, bettin' on a losing friend
 Makin' the same mistakes, we swore we'd never make again
 And we're pissin' in the wind, but it's blowing on all our friends
 We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren

I find it amazing proof that the subconscious does retain everything.  I was 18 years old when this song came out.  I didn’t receive any airplay because of the lyrics and I never bought the album yet somehow it was stored somewhere inside me of maybe in my own spiritual “cloud.”

Yet somehow, something, released it to me today at just the right time.

Freaky… right?

This course just gets more interesting as we go along.  No wonder so many graduates continue to take it over and over again.

Steve Perry says more eloquently than I ever will.

Have a great weekend!


MKMMA Week 8: Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, Words Are Killing Me!

As it stands.

I am audaciously confident, brazenly certain, dogmatically sure, pretty convinced,  pleadingly hopeful that since you have been digging deep, examining closely, devouring completely, reading with close scrutiny, scanning and absorbing,……..glanced at a few pictures over the past couple of months here on this ongoing weekly  compendium, syllabus, personal development guidecheap wordpress blog  where you were enraptured, beguiled, enchanted, charmed, hypnotically, only mildly annoyed as I regaled you, captivated you, ecstasized you, delighted you, didn’t completely turn you off

I gotta take a break!

Blogging is not easy…..

So many thoughts, so many word choices …

I gotta be killing brain cells faster than I can regenerate new ones!

This course is tough tough tough!

Finally this week I got a break.

I only have to concentrate on two words.

But you know me…….. I had to ask my self a question

“Self,” I asked, “why didn’t they teach the two words eight weeks ago?”

It was then that I realized how powerful these words were in combination, a literal dynamic duo!

Here is the Alpha and the Omega in 6 minutes.

You”re welcome!

Don Grantham

MKMMA Week 7: Jerked Back From The Edge of The Precipice

Based on my history, you had to know that this story was coming.


Last week was the sixth week of my participation in the MKMMA course to a better me.

If you have been following my story you know that I have a habit of starting one of these things, losing interest or finding it too difficult or having it cut into my precious personal time and quitting to begin the search for the next “ready to eat, in the box microwavable” personal development program.  You know, the one where you “just add water and microwave on high for 3 minutes.”

Such was the case this past week.  The leaders have added activities and responsibilities every week to the point that it feels that we have a second job.

I won’t bore you with the details but the personal development part of my day (the second job) looks like this.

5 -6 am  read materials from course and sit and meditate.
6:15 am exercise
7:30 am in shower, get ready, go to work

Monday dawned as usual … I am supposed to be up at 5 am to start my personal development exercises. ( takes about an hour to complete)  The problem?  I didn’t get up until 6 am.

You no doubt see the problem right?

So I justified to myself that I would catch up as the day progressed. ( that’s what everybody does right?)

My schedule dictates that I work on my personal development while driving to work.  The activities are easy… so easy a 4th grader can do it!  If you can remember 4 colors and 4 shapes….. you can do it.

Well today I was mad at myself for  over sleeping and my non-performance and berated myself almost the entire way before I realized that I had forgotten to do my colors and shapes.  Oh well I am at work now,  ” I’ll catch up later.”  ( I’m starting to see a pattern… are you>)

My next scheduled personal activities happen on lunch my lunch break.  More reading more affirmations lets call it another 30 minutes.

My job required me to work through my lunch period… so I didn’t do my personal work.  I rationalized that I would catch up later in the day. (sound familiar?)

The rest of my work day was uneventful and at around 5:30 I headed home.

Now remember, I am supposed to utilize travel time to advance my skills.

What do you think I did?

That’s right, I turned on the car radio and listened to two guys talk about how pitiful the Dallas Cowboys are….. as if I didn’t know already.

My rationale for not doing my work while driving was very simple.  I told my self, ” heck you’ve already wasted today… you can start fresh tomorrow.

Needless to say, I did not do my night work either… unless you call watching Monday Night Football work.

Monday became Tuesday, Tuesday birthed Wednesday which led to Thursday and I had not done a stitch of the work that I was supposed to do…

I saw the handwriting on the wall….  too much trouble, takes too much time,  too hard…… I was in quit mode again

Before bed on Thursday night I checked my email and saw that I had a message from  Mark Januszewski who is the head honcho of the school thanking me for attending his seminar class.  ( head honcho working… me watching Thursday Night Football. guess that’s why he lives in Hawaii”

I opened the message and to my surprise found this  blog page.  You need to read it and can do so by clicking on the picture.

or See The Blog Page Here

How did he know exactly what I was going through?

How did he know that I needed that message that very day?

Oh that’s right…. he has lived it too!

I sat down at my desk that very moment and recommitted to myself and this journey.

I am half way through week seven and feeling good about my decision.

Thank you divine intervention and  thank you Mark J.








MKMMA 6: I’m Gonna Need A Longer Week

As last we discussed I felt that I was beginning to make a breakthrough.

Me thinks I may have high-fived prematurely.

Just when I thought or “felt”  that I was making progress they threw my a high hanging curve ball.

And I gotta tell you… it was a swing and a miss for me!

It seemed simple enough as they explained it.  All I had to do is offer No Opinions to anyone I came in contact with … unless I was considered an Expert on the subject they were discussing.

Easy enough… right?  Just like mom used to say, “keep your opinions to yourself, zip your lip.”


I didn’t make it through the first hour of the first day!  I never realized how free I was with my two cents worth or how free everyone else is with their pontificating penny’s.

Tomorrow as you go through your day I want you to think about this and just listen to the number of opinions and all of the advice you hear other people offering up.  Then consider their level of expertise on the subject.  I think you will be as surprised as I have been.

One last note,

I did a quick calculation and determined that if every person in the country were required to actually pay two cents when they gave their opinion that in a couple of months the kitty would be large enough to payoff the federal debt.

At least, “that’s my opinion!”

Talk to you later,

Don Grantham

Here is a tender love ballad about opinions