Touch Life...and feel ALIVE!
What's happened?
What's happened to running in the rain and picnics in the meadow?
We no longer run in the rain, walk in the mud, eat in a meadow, swim in a creek.
We now drive in a car, walk in a mall, eat in a restaurant, swim in a gym.
We no longer touch life like our forefathers once did.
Gone is the sting of the evening breeze on our wet face and the welcoming warmth
of the crackling hearth fire. This has been replaced by climate control.
Gone is the bump and jolt of the wagon traveling the dusty road.
This has been replaced by automatic luxury cars.
We no longer run in the rain, walk in the mud, eat in a meadow, swim in a creek.
We now drive in a car, walk in a mall, eat in a restaurant, swim in a gym.
We no longer touch life like our forefathers once did.
Gone is the sting of the evening breeze on our wet face and the welcoming warmth
of the crackling hearth fire. This has been replaced by climate control.
Gone is the bump and jolt of the wagon traveling the dusty road.
This has been replaced by automatic luxury cars.
What's happened to our energy, our vigor, our health?
Why is it that we feel so used up? Why do we feel like we have so little energy anymore? What happened to the energy we used to have?
And so we spend millions of dollars trying to fix our waning energy and our waxing waist, our decreasing joy and our increasing stress.Yet before us lies a simple solution, we need only reach out and Touch Life! We need to rediscover the simple zest for life that people seemed to have a hundred years ago. It was a life of open fields, fresh air, hot sun, cool rivers, dusty roads - but it was a life pulsating with energy, with touch.
Why is it that we feel so used up? Why do we feel like we have so little energy anymore? What happened to the energy we used to have?
And so we spend millions of dollars trying to fix our waning energy and our waxing waist, our decreasing joy and our increasing stress.Yet before us lies a simple solution, we need only reach out and Touch Life! We need to rediscover the simple zest for life that people seemed to have a hundred years ago. It was a life of open fields, fresh air, hot sun, cool rivers, dusty roads - but it was a life pulsating with energy, with touch.
What's happened to running in the rain and picnics in the meadow?
We no longer run in the rain, walk in the mud, eat in a meadow, swim in a creek.
We now drive in a car, walk in a mall, eat in a restaurant, swim in a gym.
We no longer touch life like our forefathers once did.
Gone is the sting of the evening breeze on our wet face and the welcoming warmth
of the crackling hearth fire. This has been replaced by climate control.
Gone is the bump and jolt of the wagon traveling the dusty road.
This has been replaced by automatic luxury cars.
We no longer run in the rain, walk in the mud, eat in a meadow, swim in a creek.
We now drive in a car, walk in a mall, eat in a restaurant, swim in a gym.
We no longer touch life like our forefathers once did.
Gone is the sting of the evening breeze on our wet face and the welcoming warmth
of the crackling hearth fire. This has been replaced by climate control.
Gone is the bump and jolt of the wagon traveling the dusty road.
This has been replaced by automatic luxury cars.
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What's happned to your Persecuted Sense?
When we consider our five senses we quickly realize that four of our senses (sight, taste, hearing and smell) are enjoying sensual overload, while touch is being persecuted. Modern society with its eclectic mix of creature comforts seeking to pander to our every need is, in so doing, insulating us from touching life. The message is screamed by society, by the media, by parents, by colleagues - “Don’t Touch!” and with unerring subservience, we obey. |
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Touch Life - A Boost in Your Life Book
"Get in close touch with this book" - Ellen Tanner Marsh, New York Times Best-Selling Author
Touch Life
So what's up with us often being tired, often being sick, often being depressed? Could it be, that for many of us, it is rooted in the fact that we have lost touch with what our forefathers all enjoyed? Could it be that we live such insulated, such cocooned lives we no longer live life at all? Touch Life will not only open your eyes to how severe the condition has become, but will help you assess and rediscover your energy and vigour by re-awakening your experience of life. This is one book you must read, this is one journey you wont forget, as you rediscover the young person within.
So what's up with us often being tired, often being sick, often being depressed? Could it be, that for many of us, it is rooted in the fact that we have lost touch with what our forefathers all enjoyed? Could it be that we live such insulated, such cocooned lives we no longer live life at all? Touch Life will not only open your eyes to how severe the condition has become, but will help you assess and rediscover your energy and vigour by re-awakening your experience of life. This is one book you must read, this is one journey you wont forget, as you rediscover the young person within.
"Touch Life...is very captivating...(it) captures so much truth" Michelle Rossie, Author of All About Me
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Reviews
"Get in touch with this book", says New York Times best-selling author, Ellen Tanner Marsh says "Touch Life speaks to an essential inner need...in clear, concise prose....(It makes an) overwhelming case that we are depriving ourselves of a truly wonderful form of physical input and stimulation." By reading Touch Life and going on this journey to remember your youthful self you will "rediscover a part of your physical and emotional being". This is a book you wont put down until the journey is done! "Touch Life....is very captivating. Why do we rush through life? Isn't it short enough!....(it) captures so much truth....It is important to be reminded to slow down, take a breath, and look around!....(This book is) very useful." Michelle Rossi, author of All About Me |
Natasha Bedingfield - "Unwritten"
Besides being a great song, the lyrics of this song are what "Touch Life" is all about.
I am unwritten, Can't read my mind. I'm undefined. I'm just beginning. The pen's in my hand. Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you. Open up the dirty window. Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance. So close you can almost taste it. Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin. No one else can feel it for you. Only you can let it in. No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips. Drench yourself in words unspoken. Live your life with arms wide open. Today is where your book begins. The rest is still unwritten.
I am unwritten, Can't read my mind. I'm undefined. I'm just beginning. The pen's in my hand. Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you. Open up the dirty window. Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance. So close you can almost taste it. Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin. No one else can feel it for you. Only you can let it in. No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips. Drench yourself in words unspoken. Live your life with arms wide open. Today is where your book begins. The rest is still unwritten.