Time to Make It Stop: the How of Now Paperback – October 22, 2012

This is a good one to keep around if you are prone to bad moods, as the illustrations alone, never mind the great advice succinctly put, make it a quick and clear read. Also great to give as a gift for both the super-involved and the person who is maybe at loose ends emotionally right now.

This little book would be well worth the time it takes to read it for just about anyone. Having studied spirituality, religion and psychology to some degree I can say that Mr. George gets to the point of it all just about as quickly and clearly as anything I've ever read. If you’re a person like me, who likes to pole-vault mouse terds, taking these few pages to heart may prove invaluable.

Super simple to read, yet able to teach a concept of mediation that I have never seen or attempted before. And yes, it works as the title states.

This book takes the mystery out of the practice of stilling the mind. There are no esoteric theories or complicated rationales for sitting quietly each day. It makes a meditative practice very accessible for anyone. The term "meditation" is not even used until the end when the author is answering frequently asked questions.

I read this in one gulp ! It really helped me to focus more in this crazy world we're living in!

I was hoping for something a lot more substantial. He makes it seem like all you need is to "just say no". Doesn't work that way in the real world.

Best book ever written!!!! I love Jim and everything about his advise, suggestions, and laughter!!!

Professor Swift was driving along the `Rest and Be Thankful' on his way home to Glasgow, when he ran into a snow- storm. He rubbed his eyes, sneezed, skidded off the road and landed in a dark forest.It was then that he first saw the Sandrabbits, though at the time he wasn't sure who they were or what they were doing. Hundreds of rabbits were digging in a quarry, which was lit up by stars and a bright moon that had punched a hole in the midnight sky. The professor passed out.A passing farmer, Frank Finlay, came to his rescue and took him back to his farm.The next day, the farmer's wife called the doctor who gave Professor Swift a thorough examination. "Physically you are fine. A weeks rest and you'll be as good as new," said the doctor. "You can stay with us on the farm," said little Elizabeth, the farmer's daughter."A week's break? I can't remember when I had such a thing. I'll have to make some phone calls," said the Professor. Still a little shaky, he made some calls and went back to bed and slept for the rest of the day.Farmer Finlay, Mother Finlay, Grandpa Finlay and Elizabeth Finlay, who was `seven and a quarter', lived on the farm.The farm lay in the middle of a mountain valley. They had forty cows, ten pigs, twenty-four chickens and two cats.That night at dinner Professor Swift asked if anyone had seen odd little creatures at work in the forest. "What sort of creatures?" said Farmer Finlay. "This may seem strange, but I'm sure I saw rabbits wearing tartan Wellington boots, filling bags with some sort of dust. "He saw the Sandrabbits," cried Elizabeth.Farmer Finlay looked up in shock. "To my knowledge no-one has seen such creatures," said Mammy Finlay. Nothing more was said on the matter. Professor Swift went for a short walk then went to bed.After dark, Elizabeth crept downstairs and woke the Professor."Come with me and I'll introduce you to the Sandrabbits. They're keen to meet you!" said Elizabeth.She gave the Professor a torch and led him to the basement of the farmhouse. "Help me lift this cover," said Elizabeth. "It takes us to the tunnels that lead to the forest." "Do your parents know about this?" asked the Professor."The tunnels have been here for years, but I don't think they really believe in the Sandrabbits," replied Elizabeth. "So they haven't seen them?" said the Professor."No-one has. Just you and me," whispered Elizabeth."Who are they? And what is it they do exactly?" asked the Professor."It's probably best if they explain it to you themselves. Stay close to me and put your torch off when we get there," replied Elizabeth.As they came out of the tunnel Dougal, the head rabbit, approached them."Hello Elizabeth, how are you?" said Dougal."Fine thanks. I've brought Professor Swift just like you asked," replied Elizabeth."Ah good. Would you like some tea Professor?" asked Dougal."No, but I would like to know why you have asked me here?" replied the Professor. "Of course, of course," replied Dougal."Well Professor we have been doing the same job for thousands of years. The rabbits gather sleepy dust, mix it with a special formula, and sprinkle drops in the eyes of humans just after they fall asleep," said Dougal. "Why?" asked the Professor."To help people get a good sleep," replied Dougal. "Recently though, our Bunny-boffins have been carrying out studies with shocking results. It seems people just aren't getting enough rest. "Can't humans put sleepy dust in their own eyes?" said Professor Swift."Most certainly not. Only a few rabbits know the secret formula. Our work has remained a secret for centuries and, it takes up to three years to train a dust bunny," replied Dougal. "How can I help?" asked the Professor. "Elizabeth tells me that humans have machines called computers that speak to people all over the world," said Dougal."He's talking about the internet. I think he wants a site for the Sandrabbits," Elizabeth whispered to the Professor. "Yes, this could be a useful tool to us Sandrabbits. Travelling overseas can be very complicated. As I understand it, we would be able to contact our relatives all over the world without actually telling people where we live!" said Dougal. "Will they have any problems using it when it's up and running?" said the Professor. "I shouldn't think so. We know lots of children who can use these machines very well. Come back and see us before you travel to Glasgow and I'll have everything ready for you," said Dougal.Elizabeth and the Professor returned to the farm. It had been a very strange few days for Professor Swift. He spent the rest of the week resting and going on long walks to clear his head. Elizabeth showed him how to milk a cow and where to gather the eggs from the chickens.On his last night he made his way into the forest on his own. Dougal was waiting. He handed the Professor some Sandrabbit information along with photos of Sandrabbits from all over the world. "Thank you," said the Professor."What for?" replied Dougal."I've seen how hard Sandrabbits work, yet you have shown me just how important it is to get a good nights rest," said the Professor."The next day the Professor thanked the Finlay family for their kindness and said goodbye to `life on a farm'.

it is a nice book which you can read in 15 minutes and more or less it is either a common sence or already been written about for really many times. I swallowed it at once and never came back. The only good advice is a breathing exercise, basically to slow down your breathing in order to clear your mind.

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