“There is a Power for good in the universe greater than we are, and we can use It!” –Ernest Holmes
I was running a small public access television studio in Marina del Rey, CA, when I was told by my manager that I was going to be assigned the role of supervisor at another production facility in Los Angeles. The additional studio was where our network news program was produced. This looked like a great opportunity. However, he warned me that this place was a hornet's nest. There was bickering among the crew and the facility was rundown. He said it was probably going to be extremely difficult before it got easy, but was confident I was up for the challenge. His hope was that I’d extinguish the fires among the crewmembers, elevate morale and renovate the studio to flagship status.
Immediately upon my arrival I discovered that the existing manager didn't like me. This became apparent when one of my newly assigned crewmembers confided in me that I better watch my back. He went on to explain that the manager told everyone in the studio that, and I quote, “If Darrell Fusaro so much as peeps anything that can possibly be misconstrued as harassment I'm going to make sure Human Resources hears about it and he goes down." She was out to get me.
My feelings ran the gamut from worry, panic, hurt, anger, self-pity, and finally, surrender. I knew deep down that no amount of self-will could manipulate the situation in my favor. So I put all my faith in the spiritual axiom, "Bless a thing and it will bless you. Curse a thing and it will curse you.” I knew the choice was mine. I could have my indignation or my demonstration. I couldn’t have both.
In spite of dreading having to interact with her each day, I applied the following: Every morning when I did my prayer and meditation routine I’d include her. During these times I’d imagine her happy and smiling with her family and friends. Happiness is a wonderful thing to bless a person with since the wealth of the Universe always showers upon happy people. I was also motivated by the fact that happy people don’t seek to stick it to others. They’re too happy.
I’d keep this practice up throughout the day. When thoughts of fear, worry and anger would crop up, I would quickly sweep them aside by switching to thoughts of love, happiness, harmony and success for everyone at the studio. The key to all of this was clinging to the belief that it was all coming to pass. Faith has been defined as joyous expectancy. I put my joyous expectancy in choosing to believe God was working on the unseen plane and transforming this situation for the better. Some days this came easy—other days, not so much.
I’d make studio renovations and she’d give negative commentary. I’d rearrange crew positions according to their individual strengths and she’d have a rebuttal. I used the affirmation, “God makes a way where there is no way,” to maintain my poise. One day I pulled into the lot and noticed that she had parked her car in the handicapped space. I wanted to call the authorities and have her car ticketed and towed. After all it seemed justified. Instead I reminded myself, “Darrell that’s not in your square. Leave it alone. Forget about it.” I blessed her instead and let it go.
Day in and day out I continued and within a month seemingly impossible changes began to take place. One of my habits was to belt out a joyful verse from a showtune as we set up to shoot a segment. This was something she detested. I’d sing a line and she’d slam her office door shut in protest—but not anymore. One day I belted out, “Oh what a beautiful morning!” There was no door slam. Instead she joined in with the next line, “Oh what a beautiful day!” singing it as enthusiastically as I.
As the days went on she initiated pleasant conversations. Being a longtime Los Angeles resident, she would recommend hip local weekend outings for my wife and I. It was remarkable. I actually looked forward to seeing her each day. Things had improved so much that those who knew her often joked that I was putting something in her coffee. Visitors and celebrity guests who came to the studio would comment how pleasant it felt to be there. Within a year the show we produced together was nominated for an Emmy Award and we continued to enjoy each other’s company until we moved on in our separate careers.
“We prove God by directing God-power and trusting in It to do the work.” – Florence Scovel Shinn
Artist Darrell Fusaro is a decorated U.S. Coast Guard veteran, author of “What if Godzilla Just Wanted a Hug?” and a sought after speaker on the topics of Leadership and Positive Mindset. For more information or to request Darrell as a speaker visit www.ThisWillMakeYouHappy.com
I was running a small public access television studio in Marina del Rey, CA, when I was told by my manager that I was going to be assigned the role of supervisor at another production facility in Los Angeles. The additional studio was where our network news program was produced. This looked like a great opportunity. However, he warned me that this place was a hornet's nest. There was bickering among the crew and the facility was rundown. He said it was probably going to be extremely difficult before it got easy, but was confident I was up for the challenge. His hope was that I’d extinguish the fires among the crewmembers, elevate morale and renovate the studio to flagship status.
Immediately upon my arrival I discovered that the existing manager didn't like me. This became apparent when one of my newly assigned crewmembers confided in me that I better watch my back. He went on to explain that the manager told everyone in the studio that, and I quote, “If Darrell Fusaro so much as peeps anything that can possibly be misconstrued as harassment I'm going to make sure Human Resources hears about it and he goes down." She was out to get me.
My feelings ran the gamut from worry, panic, hurt, anger, self-pity, and finally, surrender. I knew deep down that no amount of self-will could manipulate the situation in my favor. So I put all my faith in the spiritual axiom, "Bless a thing and it will bless you. Curse a thing and it will curse you.” I knew the choice was mine. I could have my indignation or my demonstration. I couldn’t have both.
In spite of dreading having to interact with her each day, I applied the following: Every morning when I did my prayer and meditation routine I’d include her. During these times I’d imagine her happy and smiling with her family and friends. Happiness is a wonderful thing to bless a person with since the wealth of the Universe always showers upon happy people. I was also motivated by the fact that happy people don’t seek to stick it to others. They’re too happy.
I’d keep this practice up throughout the day. When thoughts of fear, worry and anger would crop up, I would quickly sweep them aside by switching to thoughts of love, happiness, harmony and success for everyone at the studio. The key to all of this was clinging to the belief that it was all coming to pass. Faith has been defined as joyous expectancy. I put my joyous expectancy in choosing to believe God was working on the unseen plane and transforming this situation for the better. Some days this came easy—other days, not so much.
I’d make studio renovations and she’d give negative commentary. I’d rearrange crew positions according to their individual strengths and she’d have a rebuttal. I used the affirmation, “God makes a way where there is no way,” to maintain my poise. One day I pulled into the lot and noticed that she had parked her car in the handicapped space. I wanted to call the authorities and have her car ticketed and towed. After all it seemed justified. Instead I reminded myself, “Darrell that’s not in your square. Leave it alone. Forget about it.” I blessed her instead and let it go.
Day in and day out I continued and within a month seemingly impossible changes began to take place. One of my habits was to belt out a joyful verse from a showtune as we set up to shoot a segment. This was something she detested. I’d sing a line and she’d slam her office door shut in protest—but not anymore. One day I belted out, “Oh what a beautiful morning!” There was no door slam. Instead she joined in with the next line, “Oh what a beautiful day!” singing it as enthusiastically as I.
As the days went on she initiated pleasant conversations. Being a longtime Los Angeles resident, she would recommend hip local weekend outings for my wife and I. It was remarkable. I actually looked forward to seeing her each day. Things had improved so much that those who knew her often joked that I was putting something in her coffee. Visitors and celebrity guests who came to the studio would comment how pleasant it felt to be there. Within a year the show we produced together was nominated for an Emmy Award and we continued to enjoy each other’s company until we moved on in our separate careers.
“We prove God by directing God-power and trusting in It to do the work.” – Florence Scovel Shinn
Artist Darrell Fusaro is a decorated U.S. Coast Guard veteran, author of “What if Godzilla Just Wanted a Hug?” and a sought after speaker on the topics of Leadership and Positive Mindset. For more information or to request Darrell as a speaker visit www.ThisWillMakeYouHappy.com
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