Guest Author Mike Dolan

Today I'd like to welcome Mike Dolan. I will be honest. I had to look up pecunious, and even then wasn't sure whether the author was speaking literally or in broader terms until I looked closely, but closer inspection leads me to the broad view... he means BOTH. And I like it that way. I think wealth is nice and all, but a broader view that allows for true LIVING in addition to literal wealth just pleases me more—it has a deeper value. Anyway, I welcome Mike and invite you to see what he has to say on the matter!

A Pecunious Life - How to Have a Life Abounding in True Wealth

Genre: Self-Help

Publisher: Infinity Publishing

ISBN:0741458195

Mike was born in the mile-high city of Denver, Colorado 43 years ago. He has lived all around this beautiful world of ours, from Europe to Alaska, to his current home in the Middle East. His education is that of the experiences life gives and school is far from being out for him. He is a lover of life, a life adventurist. He loves to travel, meet new people, and experience new cultures. He has been given a great opportunity to see life in a different light and wishes to share this with you.

Here is Mike in his own words:

Beliefs come from our past experiences and the culmination of past generations’ experiences. Believing gives us the capacity to make our lives more organized so that we don’t have to continuously try to understand our surroundings. Not all our beliefs, however, are positive in nature. In fact, the majority of our beliefs limit our own abilities to understand more of the world around us. Any belief that is limiting that defines someone or a group of people will limit our ability to open ourselves up for more experiences that could lead to a greater cooperation, a greater understanding, a more peaceful existence, and perhaps even new budding relationships. To understand an example of this you need only look inside yourself. What belief do you have that might be limiting? I could come up with examples, but each life experience is different and therefore the beliefs we each hold are different. The challenge, then, is to examine your own beliefs and find reasons to change them into something that will lend to a better understanding of this life.

Limiting beliefs can be ingrained in other areas of our lives as well. It was thought for the longest time that we would never be able to fly, we do. It was thought for the longest time that it was impossible for the human to run a mile in under four minute, we have. The examples of our defeatist beliefs being dissolved exist all around us. Some of our beliefs limit our experiences and lend our thoughts to be more narrow minded and less capable of greater accomplishments.


“You as the master of your thoughts can change the ideas you believe in.” MLD


Review
The book A Pecunious Life written by Author Mike Dolan has great advice for improving ones life, not only does the author write details of how to become more wealthy, but he incorporates his own experiences which are woven into lessons of life quality. Learning from the past, learning from mistakes, learning from beliefs or mis-beliefs, life-altering events, and exercises where the author asks you to sit in a quiet place and reflect on the lessons given.

The book is not really about becoming wealthy in the money sense, but wealthy in the spiritual and happiness sense. Could we be happy with less? Happiness is a state of mind-

I found this educational and easy to read and recommend it to adults in need of self-hep, spiritual guides, and for people who need a better life than they have right now.


Reviewed by Ami Blackwelder 

A Pecunious Life can be purchased on Mike's website or at Amazon:
http://www.mike-dolan.com
http://www.amazon.com/Pecunious-Life-M-L-Dolan/dp/0741458195/ref=pd_rhf_p_t_1

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On a recent trip to my brother’s house the whole family was sitting in the kitchen just talking as we always like to do. It was a beautiful evening so all the windows and door were opened up to cool the house. It was dark outside and we had a couple of lights on as we chatted away about nothing in particular. My brother mentions that in the morning he notices the mouse trap and the mouse down in the garbage had disappeared, then my wife mentioned that she heard a strange freakish noise that night, she thought someone was outside. I chime in that I do remember her waking me up, but that I didn’t hear anything but the wind. My brother and my sister-in-law go into this story about them hearing a fisher cat that made these ghoulish sounds that would make a grown man quiver. By this time as you can imagine everyone is starting to get a little excited. Then my sister-in-law looks at the screen over the front door as she is mentioning that she hopes that a bear doesn’t come through the front door. At that same time she notices something on the back of the door. Well, that’s when the excitement begins... She screams “Bat!” and starts running into the next room. By this time my nephew, my wife, and my sister-in-law are in a panic and screaming loud enough to wake the dead as the bat is fluttering back and forth from the living room to the door, because by this time he is in a panic too as the girl are screaming at the top of their lungs. So my brother and I, the expert bat removal specialist that we are start to drive the bat out. My brother takes his night stick of a flashlight outside with him to work his way around to the front door where the bat is trying to escape from. Mean while I’m trying to sneak up to the front door to trap the bat between the door and the screen. As I get close to the door the bat flutters off into the living room and I back off, fearing for my life of course. Then the bat makes a run for the door again. This goes on until it looks like I’m doing some new fangled dance in the middle of the hallway. By this time my brother has made it around to the front, so I decide to let him know where the bat is play by play... “He’s on the screen!, he’s off the screen!, he’s on the screen!, he’s off the screen!” all the while I’m still dancing back and forth with the bat. Finally my brother with his night stick of a flashlight tears down the screen, the bat escapes and I slam the door shut, but now as I’m looking out the window I see the light of my brother’s flashlight waving wildly around and he is running back and forth, then I see him dashing for the front door. I open it just in time for him to come rushing in. At about the same time my sister-in-law comes in carrying the pool skimmer in hope that this would be the tool to catch the intruder to free us from this torment. We all finally get reassembled back in the kitchen and my nephew blurts out “at least it wasn’t a bear!” We all start laughing. Such the optimist!