HA!  I chant this over and over again: peaceful and pure poise.  Poised and peaceful purity.  Purity as peace and poise.  Peace.  Pure.  Poise.

The vibration of these words now enter and soothe every cell in my body.  My blood easily flows in pure peace.  Each muscle of every limb is poised in pure peace.  Words are peaceful.  Sight is poised.  Smile is easy and pure. 

This is called the “Preparing for a long weekend at a trade show chant.”  We are entering into a human laboratory.  First secure a brilliant visionary with a new business–sharp, exact and analytic.  Add a supportive co-dependent big sister type “not-so-silent” partner.  Throw in a couple employees, sales reps and missing price tags.  Mix well with thousands of gear-head wide-eyed old geezer Harley riders and hopping grinning young men leading bored tough cute chicks and POOF!  You have a perfect observation ground for the effectiveness of this chant.

Peace.  Poise.  Purity.