I saw my mother for the first time in awhile yesterday.
And I went into it ready to... whatever!
But definitely ready to use the tools.
And one of the things I've been really practicing, when I'm around these super trigger-ish people for me, is staying in and having and choosing, my reality.
Now, that is an interesting practice, as my reality isn't solid or one thing, and it has nothing to do with stating my truth or any of that stuff.
It's an energetic practice, most of all.
A practice where I don't go into their head or their world, trying to find out where I'm wrong.
You know that moment? When their face goes a little funny or the energy of the whatever changes, and all of a sudden you're in there, trying to sort out 'what went wrong'?
Which is always, always, always the place where you're trying to find what YOU did wrong?
Yea. I stayed out of that.
And what I really practiced was just being with them. Just as they are. And being interesting point of...
My life changes all the time.
I change clothes, underwear, points of view... and people.
I happen to have been with the same man for almost a year and a half now! But even in the man department, there was awhile where two weeks was a long time.
We're in the process of changing some very key every-day relationships.
The thing that was working has stopped working, and we're in the breaking up phase: not exactly able to move on from our physically proxitive situation, and not incredibly interested (read, not at all) in relating to one another.
I can't tell you exactly what changed it. Just more that, after a thing, it did. Change.
And for me, it's been a few months of getting a whole TON more clarity on what is.
What is for me. What is in regards to them.
Seeing the is-ness instead of seeing the projection that someone else wants you to see or that I'd rather see.
So, you know - good, bad and ugly.
And this morning, after a 10-second interchange...
It was early when I opened her email this morning.
I recognized her email address from a comment that I'd received on my YouTube video the other day. She was - is - a beautiful creator.
I'm new to you, but have been enjoying some of your YouTube videos over the last couple of days. One of those videos are your business accelerator.
Anyway, I wonder what your thought is related to offering too much free information out in the world - you do SoundCloud, a radio show, FB videos, youtube videos and so on - so that you're giving it all away and therefore not attracting people to sign up, because they're filled with all the free information offered?
I smiled when I read it and then answered with one line:
The more I give away, the more I make.
Everything is the opposite of what it appears to be and nothing is the opposite of what it appears to be.
The more I do business my way the more I get how weird it is. How weird I am. How...
My dad had one room in our house that was his. And it had a lock on it.
In that room was his computer.
We weren't an outside family. Or at least, the four of us older ones weren't.
All of us - my dad, mom, me and my brother would keep ourselves busy indoors. I took every opportunity I could to cuddle up in a corner somewhere and bury my nose and world in a book. My mom would take care of kids, teach piano lessons and run errands. And he would lock himself in his computer room.
The lock made that room the one room I wanted to be in more than anything.
When the door was open, I'd watch him work.
He coded things. I have no idea in what language. The coding wasn't that interesting to me. What was interesting to me was the feel and sound of those keys. And the idea that you could create stuff out of them.
He had a few games on there that he would let me and my brother play. The one with the paddle and the ball...
I am always looking at different online programs to add to what I'm creating online. To educate myself. Etc.
And today, I had this Facebook Messenger interview with a lady who runs a program, who says they can help me double my profits and half the effort.
I look at a lot of these programs. I've even purchased some of them!
And so at this point, they have to have a different kind of energy to them for me to choose them, and this one did.
Everything was going spaciously until she started to ask me questions.
HER: So the first question I have for you is pretty straightforward. What's going on in your business that made it important for you to take the time to chat with me today? What’s so broken and in need of fixing that it couldn’t wait?
Egads. I could see the agenda from a million miles away.
Really?? We were doing this?
I just couldn’t.
ME: Ahhh. Well, in truth - it’s not broken. I love my business. AND,...
Two days ago, I sent off a message that changed something I had been putting off changing for.... a while.
I had all kinds of reasons for putting it off.
I had all kinds of benefits from continuing to choose it that I would lose once I made a different choice, and all I had to do to keep those benefits coming in was choose to do more stuff that really wasn't that hard for me.
Truly, there were all the logical reasons for it not to change.
But when I asked the question: What would my life and future be like in the next 5 years if I changed it? It was incredibly light to change it.
This is the thing about following your awareness of the different future you know: it don't make no freaking sense. And on the outside it can seem... unkind. Self-centered.
I've been spending a lot of time lately looking at what I've been creating with my life. And then even more time looking at what I'd really like to be choosing.
I'd never looked at it so...
Body weight or more specifically, the needing to lose more of it, has been a conversation in our family for as long as I can remember.
My mom started her twenties with a baby, and after the birth of each one of us, there was always the post-baby weight conversation.
She gained more with this one and it was harder to lose after that one.
I literally can't even remember a moment where there wasn't a weight conversation.
I started going to Weight Watchers when I was like 14 because she did, and I thought it would be good to learn about this stuff now instead I was waiting until I was old like her.
Besides I'd always had a belly. I remember seeing pictures of myself at like 8 years old with my 8 year old belly sticking out and feeling jealous that my sister's never seemed to do that.
And so I learned about vegetables being 'zero points' and things like Wendy's burgers being just enough points to work and fit into a day as long as you ate 'zero...
The possibility of relationship is well, possible. However, a lot of us have gotten into a lot of "sticky" with our current relationships, and that's what I'd like to speak to.
See, for YEARS, I had no idea what worked for me. In fact, I would say I'm in the ongoing, active discovery of it still.
Prior to my Access Consciousness years, I was in two marriages back to back to eachtother, and in both relationships, the other person was wrong for different reasons. I felt like a sh*t for being upset all the time, but my reality was that I was upset all the time!
But let's look at upset objectively for a second. Put on your scientist glasses and let's discect it for a minute.
It can be:
Ok, so this blog is about business. But maybe I should be calling it the un-business blog.
You may have seen my Facebook rant the other day.... if you didn't, here you go.
I have really been taking my life apart. Piece by piece I've been looking at it.
Why is that number on my monthly list of "must have" moneys? Why do I want it? What does it give me?
Why am I in business for myself, anyway? Maybe I should just go work for someone else who's created something already. Easier, eh? Paycheck vs. hustle.
Well, and that's where it all started to break apart in an awesome way.
It kind of all started with this demand of myself that my business really skyrocket this year. Create income beyond anything I'd created before.
And so, like any good person looking for the answer to the "how", I bought into some classes that promised to show me. The how.
You might guess how that went.
First of all, I hate being told what to...