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100 Reasons to Stay

I ran across this video this morning on Facebook.  It is a great reminder of why we should stay.  Take a minute to watch this video, and if you are in crisis, please click on the Suicide Prevention Lifeline logo to the right and get help!


100 Reasons to Stay from Lauren Taylor on Vimeo.

You are loved!

Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom 😉

Monday Night Call inspired by Graeme Cowan

Hello everyone!
As you may or may not know, I have a Monday night call that I do each and every week. This is my outreach to you, so if there is ever anything specific you would like to cover, please let me know. I would love to share whatever you might be needing.
On Monday, 12-12-11 @ 7pm PST you can call into my call. I am no longer broadcasting via Blog Talk Radio due to technical difficulties I had last week, but I do post the call onto Blog Talk Radio after so it can be listened to by others.

Here is the call in information….

Call 559-546-1200 Meeting ID# 440-924-308

This information will not change. The call in number and meeting ID will be the same every week.

So, mark your calendars for Monday evening and call in about 5 minutes before the start.


This week I will be talking about an author I found by the name of Graeme Cowan. He suffered from severe depression for over 5 years.
I also attended a webinar that he did today on enhancing your wellbeing during the holiday season. I will share information from that webinar as well.
He has also written a book, and I have an excerpt from that book that may give you an idea of whether or not you would like to purchase it.
Back from the Brink, Graeme Cowan
Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom

Worldwide Candle Lighting Program 12-11-11 in Reedley CA

I am gathering music for our Worldwide Candle Lighting on Sunday evening…..I came across some videos with music I thought would be appropriate.

So if you are unable to join us in Reedley, CA or in your area, feel free to stop by this page, light a candle at 7pm your local time and you will be with us in spirit!

Go to CompassionateFriends.org to find a location near you.


Precious_Child_by_Karen_Taylor-Good Music

The Spirit of the Child Music


Christmas in Heaven


Goodbye for now……

Do not stand at my grave and weep……


“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future .. Jeremiah 29:11.


Our Angels in Heaven……


Heaven was needing a Hero…..

In memory of Loved Ones, Ships of Heaven……..

Never be Forgotten……


Finale……Christmas in Heaven


Go to the Compassionate Friends website and leave a message in the Remembrance Book

May GOD Bless you and give you peace during the holidays!

Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom


Karma’s Story

Karma’s Story….from the GentleBarn.org

Our task must be to free ourselves….by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty.  ~Albert Einstein
Watch this video about Karma……so touching!~


Some day we will save animals just as they do at the Gentle Barn at “Clifford’s House”.
Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom



Join us for Worldwide Candle Lighting in Reedley, CA

Click Here to open a pdf document you can print with event information! 😉

I have the most amazing news. We will be putting together a last minute location to celebrate the “Worldwide Candle Lighting”! Thank you so much to Mike and Cindy Kelly for accomodating this very last minute request.
Please share this information with everyone you know in the Fresno County area. The only other event in the county will be in Kerman.
This is a worldwide candle lighting memorial service that commemorates and honors children, siblings, and grandchildren of all ages who have died from any cause and transcends all ethnic, cultural, religious, and political boundaries.
The Worldwide Candle Lighting is TCF’s gift to the bereavement community. By holding an organized candle lighting service, allied organizations and all caring groups show unity by joining with TCF and its many chapters in remembering the lives of the precious children of this world who are no longer with us.
It does not matter how old your child was when they died, they are still our children of whom we have lost. Please join me, Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom from “CliffsStory.com” and light a candle for your lost child.
Here are the details:

Please join us Sunday December 11th at 6:30pm at Kelly’s Beach in the grass area. (9200 S. Kings River Road, Reedley, CA) We will have you sign in your childs name as you arrive and place an ornament you bring with you, on the tree provided. Also, please bring a candle in a jar that you will light with us all at 7pm and remain lit until 8pm. You may also bring a photo of your loved one to be placed on a remembrance table.

After the event, we will most likely join each other at the restaurant to remember our loved ones.
I would be honored to share this time with you as I honor my son Cliff.
Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom 😉

Worldwide Candle Lighting

On the second Sunday in December every year, a Worldwide Candle Lighting ceremony in conjuction with “The Compassionate Friends Worldwide Candle Lighting”, are held.

These ceremonies are for families that have experienced the death of a child, sibling, or granchild, no matter how long ago, or at what age.

At 7pm local time, a candle is lit for every child being remembered. So as they are lit over the entire globe, the light shines for 24 hours to commemorate and honor children, siblings, and granchildren of all ages who have died from any cause and transcends all ethnic, cultural, religious, and political boundaries.

Take a look at this video…….

Whether or not there is a service in your area, please join me in lighting a candle at 7pm your local time this Sunday, December 11, 2011.

Thank you~

Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom


Help Break the Silence

Please take a moment to watch this video…..we must Break the Silence and bring awareness to Suicide Prevention and Mental Illness!

It takes all of us to “Break the Silence”!

Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom 😉

Are you fighting Depression?

Are you fighting Depression?  If so, you may want to check out a website I have subscribed to.  It is StoriedMind.com

This is a recent story that I just had to share……


Mind Over Pit Bull and Depression
2011-11-29 02:36:05-05

After a family-rich Thanksgiving week, I was hard at work Sunday morning writing a post on the placebo effect when my wife and I decided to take a refreshing walk with our two dogs. We didn’t know it, but we were on our way this foggy morning to a head-to-head confrontation with a stray pit bull.
When it was over and I’d had time to catch my breath, I was deeply thankful, in the spirit of the season, for the mind’s ability to shift so suddenly in the face of danger. All its energy and focus instantly take on the demands of one intense moment. There’s no room for depressive moods and thinking. They disappear.

Close Encounters

This was not the first of our meetings with fierce dogs. Not long ago, Cathy had been walking alone with our Australian Shepherd, Casey, and our young but enormous pup, Wilkie, a tall and lean facsimile of a Portuguese Water Dog (he was rescued so his pedigree is unknown).
All of a sudden, two pit bulls raced out for the attack. Luckily, a group of boys nearby came to the rescue and pulled the dogs off. Cathy and our guys were badly shaken but otherwise unhurt.
A couple of months before that, I found myself making “Go Home” noises to a neighbor’s handsome gray and white pit bull who was on the loose in our yard. Instead of following my commands, she charged. My Plan A in such cases, as I had always imagined it, involved grabbing dog by jowl mid-leap, wrestling beast to ground and throttling it into submission.
She was not dumb enough to give me that chance. Instead, she raced around me in a close circle, darting in from time to time to try for a bite of my lower leg. Plan A was useless. Plan B turned out to be a two-by-four propping up a young cypress. By swinging that in a circle, I was able to chase her off at the cost of only two little tooth marks on my left shin.
This time we were not so lucky.


Like most aggressive dogs, the tawny pit bull came from behind as we were happily marching along. Suddenly, we were scrambling to pull three snarling dogs apart. Once again, Plan A seemed useless (it usually is), and we were frantically grabbing at animals who were determined to keep up the furious snapping-teeth combat.
We could no sooner pull them apart than they rammed back together. If we held onto one dog, the pit bull attacked the other. Cathy was screaming as our guys took their hits. Luckily, she had just learned a trick on calming an overly feisty pet. It was like Plan A.
Grab dog by sides of head, pull sideways onto ground and sit on the pup until it calms down. The problem is that this tactic is only intended to work when training your own dog, who wants to please you even if it does go off the deep end from time to time.
But here was at least a possibility when everything else was failing.
In the midst of combat, eyes on three fast moving dogs, she managed to fall backwards onto the attacker to pin him down.
I pulled our dogs away from the pit bull but had to let go of the leashes to help Cathy. Wilkie, no fighter, fled as fast as his long, bounding stride could take him. Cathy screamed for him to come back, afraid he’d be lost or run over. I thought he had the right idea – to get as far away as possible, but there wasn’t any time to talk.
We had to shift places so Cathy could take Casey out of there. Aussies don’t walk away from fights like this. They take guarding their flock and family with deadly seriousness. So instead of running, he was determined to stay in the ring. However, he would follow Cathy if I had the pit bull under control.
She carefully got up while I kept my hands on the pit bull’s head and rolled in to take her place. Then I was lying on top of the animal, pressing his head down, while she took Casey and walked as quickly as her wearying legs could take her.

The Teflon Fighter

After a while, I thought they were far enough away and the pit bull still enough that I could relax my grip and stand up. Wrong move. The dog was off again and soon caught up with Cathy.
More mad scramble, snarling fight, but this time Cathy moved quickly to get on top of him while he was lunging at our Aussie. I was totally winded and could only walk slowly in their direction, picking up a small rock on the way. It was the only thing I saw that I could use as a weapon.
Once there, in tiring desperation I tried to stun and hobble the pit bull by pounding on his thick skull and smacking the joints of his forelegs. But this dog is bred for survival and is both heavy-boned and pain resistant. The small rock was useless.
Cathy and I swapped places again, and once more I had the menace pinned to the ground. This time I wasn’t letting go. Cathy set off with Casey for the second time to find Wilkie, who was waiting for us far down the road. I looked down at the pit bull, whose face was about a foot from mine, and tried one more trick to get him to run off in the other direction.
While holding the dog’s head with one hand, I used the other to pull from the tangle of my pocket a little sprayer filled with vinegar solution, a poor-man’s pepper spray. It works to keep Wilkie from getting too aggressive, but it’s pretty harmless for combat like this. As much as I pumped the irritant into his eyes and nose, the pit bull did nothing more than lick his lips and blink for an instant.
There I was, lying on top of a fierce animal by the side of the road, no cars in site, yelling Help, Help at a few tightly shut houses and lots of empty land. I had one thought in my mind:
Now what?


The What turned out to be a pair of headlights about a quarter mile away moving in my direction. I disengaged one arm and waved as much as I could from my prone position while making sure I wasn’t losing control of the dog.
As the car, a big SUV, got closer I yelled HELP! PLEASE! over and over. The SUV rolled past as I waved and yelled desperately, but then to my relief it slowed to a stop. A window rolled down, a shadowy head inside the vehicle turned back toward me. I heard a man’s voice quietly asking, as though there might be some doubt:
“Do you need help?”
In a few minutes I had let the dog go, clambered into the back seat with a ten-year old boy, slammed the door and pantingly explained what had happened. As I was talking to Jason, the husband, his wife, Debbie, at the wheel, suddenly exclaimed: He’s going after them!
And so he was. The pit bull had one thing in mind: to catch our dogs and finish the fight. Anything else, like Cathy or me, was simply an obstacle in his path.
The husband urged his wife to take off in pursuit. It would take this speeding bullet dog just a couple of minutes to catch up to Cathy yet again, even though she had gotten about half a mile down the road. Debbie revved the SUV.
We caught up as the pit bull was closing fast, about 100 feet from Cathy. She had turned and was staring in shock at this new assault by the determined attacker. Head him off, yelled Jason. Get the car between them!
Debbie lurched the vehicle to a halt between the pit bull and Cathy. We flung open the door on the side opposite the dog, pulled everyone on board and slammed it shut before the pit bull could get around the SUV.
As Debbie pulled away, she paused, worried about hitting the pit bull, who had now turned his attention to the moving wheels and shiny chrome bumpers. But Jason and I urged her onward. At that point, I could have cared less about hitting the animal.


After turning a corner and heading toward our house, Debbie checked the rear-view mirror. “He’s following us! He’s not giving up!” But the SUV finally left him behind, and we got safely to our house in a couple of minutes. Effusive thanks to Debbie, Jason and their boy.
Once inside, we checked the dogs for damage. Incredibly, there were no bloody wounds, though our shepherd was exhausted. He took up his place by the front door (Aussies always guard the perimeter) and settled in for a long rest.
I was shaken but otherwise fine. It was Cathy who had been bitten on the ankle when she first tried to step in between the dogs. She’d intercepted a nasty chomp aimed across her path. So, we were off to the emergency room, but the wound, though it caused painful swelling for a few hours, was not a deep one. Next day, she could walk on it with no problem.

Looking Back

What does all this have to with the power of the mind to heal depression?
John McManamy said about one of his videos that it was a play on the Zen koan: When attacked by a mountain lion, eat a bowl of strawberries. (John chose peanut butter.) I guess that means when things are obviously beyond your control, don’t sweat it. My wife and I, however, are among the UnZen and believe there are some disadvantages in the strawberry strategy.
It had been the brain’s fight-or-flight response rather than meditative calm that took over during our run-in with the pit bull. While that may seem obvious, the response did more than help us get through a struggle. It shut off everything else that might distract body and mind from the immediate crisis.
Depressed mood? Gone.
Negative thoughts? Not one.
Poor self-esteem? What’s that?
Indifference? No way.
Irritability? Isolation from your partner? Lack of mental focus?
All the symptoms disappear. At those times, the mind has one focus and is totally immersed in the actions needed for that moment.
In a way, it’s the flip side of mindfulness. Attention is a pure fire in the moment and moves your thoughts and body as fast as possible to act in the face of physical threat.
The same thing happens to me during other deeply engaging experiences – being in the creative “flow” when I’m working well or really connecting with people or physically pushing my limits in hard labor or exercise.
If only we could summon that power of attention and energy in the midst of depression, we’d have the best antidepressant of all – the mind’s own resources for healing.

Storied Mind – Recover Life from Depression

Read online


I hope you enjoyed reading this article.  It is an amazing story, and really gives us something to think about.  Not saying that we have control over Depression, but apparently our mind does.

Have an awesome day!

Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom  😉


Do you have a favorite recipe?

Do you have a favorite recipe? If so, would you mind sharing it with us?

I am gathering recipes for our 1st Annual Cook Book! We will use this as a fundraiser, but we will need the help of all our friends to put together the best darn Cook Book around!

Please send your recipes to Priscilla email: [email protected]

God Bless you, and have an amazing Holiday Season! 😉

Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom

Meet Zach….

Meet Zach……

You are not alone. If you are in crisis…..get help! Call 1-800-273 TALK (1-800-273-8255) Go online at http://SuicidePreventionLifeLine.org or Chat online at http://CrisisChat.org

God Bless!

Priscilla, Cliff’s Mom 😉