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Friday, November 5, 2010

My Journey To Success: Part 3 - Untitled and unfinished

I completely recreated my life many times, taking both my spiritual life and business to new levels over and over again. I became the highest paid member of my family, though most of them never knew it. They were closed-minded and negative, full of fear-based beliefs. They usually took even the little pieces I attempted to share with them as bragging or the rambling of an ignorant kid, so I stopped telling them and had little interaction to limit exposure to their negativity.

At that point I was running a marketing and consulting business: offering business coaching, marketing and branding services, custom computers and service, with life coaching and intuitive training as a side practice I didn't advertise. My main client was a millionaire who was paying me $50-60,000 a year (after taxes, which were taken care of for me). I was putting most of my money into my business, primarily education. The millionaire was emotionally unstable and the money unreliable, so I was getting the best education and equipment I could while the money was there as an investment in my future.

I still was holding negative perspectives and mental limitations, though I was facing and dealing with them as they came into my awareness as best I could.

It is now after 3am. I will continue this again soon. Come back soon :)

My Journey To Success: Part 2 - On My Own

At the age of 17, my current mentor at the time (second of many) predicted to my mother that I would be a millionaire by the time I was 18. This mentor was an entrepreneur, successful by business standards, in that he had created and sold or given away many companies while living his passion of creating businesses from scratch. He loved the challenge, and was training me to take over his current business while at the same time teaching me to trust and use my intuition.

His prediction wouldn't come close to coming true until my early twenties because of the events that follow, though because I didn't yet fully understand the higher principles behind the creation process evolved beings use, what I created was a corrupt form. I was still holding onto negative beliefs, and so the multi-million dollar contract came with morally corrupt individuals to contend with on both sides. I wasn't yet ready to deal with that level of corruption, and so I destroyed the deal and walked away on moral grounds after reporting the corruption (with little response and no help).

My desire was not for financial success: but rather happiness, peace and freedom with my integrity intact. I was determined to create a spiritual life free from the suffering of my childhood, and in many ways lived the life of a monk. I wanted to create a life in which I worked spare to part-time and made a full-time income. This would allow me to spend the rest of my time with friends and continuing my research and education. I had become what some call a "personal development junkie". I believed in working smarter, not harder. I spent most of my time mentoring/training under and studying those who had achieved success in various areas of life.

Like Robert Kiyosaki, my family growing up lived by ignorance and lack. Their minds were filled with negative limiting beliefs, and we did not have a happy home. By the time I was 17, I had already been abandoned by my father, who had moved to another country after divorcing my mother. Most of my family on either side were lost, negative and poor in education and money.

Soon after my mother was given the above message about my potential, she became overwhelmed by her struggle to create a life for herself. That life, which she was trying to create with a man who already had three kids, conflicted with her role as a parent of two more. She soon dropped me on my uncle's doorstep, vowing to be back for me in a month or two after things calmed down, though my intuition warned me to the contrary. Within approximately the next two years, my sister (three years younger) turned on my mother and went to live with her boyfriend.

I struggled for five or six years to clear my negative beliefs, learn better ways of living, and deal with my pain. Finally, in my early twenties, I realized that I had successfully created the life I had wanted to achieve. I was my own boss, had multiple streams of income, working spare-to-part-time while making full-time income (more than most of my family at that point), and could spend most of my time on friends and human potential R&D.

However, I felt like there was something missing. I felt like I was capable of more, and saw many opportunities for growth, but didn't know what path to follow. I decided to continue my pattern of learning from the successful, and went on to learn from fortune level trainers, spiritual leaders and mystics, millionaires and even a few billionaires.

My Journey To Success: Part 1 - My Early Years:

I have never been what most people would consider to be a "normal" child. I have lived a life of seclusion, born into a Fundamental Baptist Christian home. My memories begin just before I was three, when we moved from the city where I was born to a small town in the mountains. With only one friend for most of the time I lived there, the son of my mother's friend, I was a very solitary child.

My parents married young, and didn't really know how to communicate. As the dedicated son of an ex-military soldier, my father never learned how to express his emotions or understand them, and being highly intuitive, I remember strongly how sad and frustrated he felt when he didn't know how to communicate his love for us. They married at age eighteen and fifteen (almost sixteen) to escape unhappy homes, and I was born before my mother was seventeen. They had little concept of how to raise a child, except the poor examples of their unhappy families, and so I was often left to my own devices.

My father worked a lot, and my mother busied herself around the house cleaning, cooking, reading and listening to music (we didn't own a TV until much later). I spent most of my time reading, listening to music (with her in the early years) or stories of successful people (Booker T. Washington, Clara Barton, Edison, Florence Nightingale and many others), but most often entertaining myself out on the 3/4 acre property on the edge of the woods: which I occasionally wandered into.

I was a very curious intellectual from the start, hungry for knowledge and always asking questions, which drove my parents to irritation at times. I always wanted to know why things were the way they were, why things were done one way over the other, and how they got that way. At church there were few children, most of them negative and selfish, and so I spent my time there also talking to adults, reading the Bible or contemplating life. Since I was exposed to the stories of the successful, I realized at a young age that my parents didn't live by the principles of success but by fear, and often contemplated this fact as the obvious cause of my suffering.

At the age of ten I was ripped away from my only friend when we moved to Sacramento, the capital city of California, which today is almost as crowded and crazy as Los Angeles. I had been home schooled using the best video home school program in the country. My grades were good, usually As and Bs, and I always finished hours early unless I was bored and goofing off. I got a great education, but it further retarded my social interaction and caused severe culture shock when I was placed in a private Christian school in the fifth grade.

I had nothing in common with the other children, didn't know their slang, and lacked self-confidence due to the unfamiliar social world I found myself in. I didn't know what was expected of me, how to communicate my emotions, or what to expect from my peers. I immediately became the target of bullying and ridicule as the introvert, while the teachers loved my mind and dedication, which only reinforced my isolation and mistreatment as the "teacher's pet" or "human calculator", as I was often affectionately called because I used math problems to keep my mind sharp and could think faster than they could use their calculators.

Understanding the source of my problems, I focused on the observation and analysis of my peers, developing a deep understanding of psychology and the human condition. I studied their motivations, behavior, verbal and non-verbal communication, and belief systems. As an empath I freaked them out even further by being overly emotional and insightful, not yet knowing how to shield myself from their energy emitted unconsciously, carrying to me their emotions and occasionally even thoughts.

I often cried when they were upset. I also could feel when they were thinking about me and about to look at me, only to find me looking at them: wondering why and what they were thinking about me. I was often accused of staring, even though I was responding to their focus and usually simply turning my head fast enough to look at them before they had completely turned theirs toward me, thereby giving the false impression. I came to resent my enhanced awareness and feel like a freak, after repeated attempts to talk about what I felt or saw only to find that they couldn't comprehend what I was experiencing, let alone share it.

I took refuge on the internet, testing my abilities in an environment where I could not be as directly effected. I soon became a spiritual life coach, (though I didn't know what to call myself at the time; I was just giving advice), helping people of all ages, from early teens to grandparents, deal with life: especially relationships. Then came the first movies about "psychic ability": my first glimmer of hope that someone out there, (besides Christ: he obviously knew about "spiritual gifts", even if most of his followers ignored them and his teachings because they weren't taught correctly), might actually understand and be able to help me.

I then turned my interest in books into a quest to understand psychic ability and the true human potential Christ taught. I went to the library and read every book on the subjects I could find, even getting into advanced physics to understand the science behind psychic ability. Thus began one of the most important phases of my entire life, and my awakening to the truth of the suppressed state of society, human potential, and the true history of humanity, science and religion.