He’s a living breathing example of everything he preaches.
I like the way this guy thinks.
He’s my kind of guy.
The crew goes out to dinner for our final night together.
We enjoy a beautiful night on the outdoor patio of a Mexican restaurant with live music and increasingly intense games of cornhole being played near by.
As darkness falls, half the crew heads to the casino.
Half of the crew goes back to the mansion.
I’m not a gambler and can’t hardly wrap my mind around giving away money at the casino when I’ve got access to a fully stocked mansion up the hill. So it’s back to the mansion for me.
With drink in hand, the lively exchange of story and conversation picks up where it left off the night before.
I end up chatting with some of the characters I haven’t yet spoken to during our 3-day trip.
I know I’ve got an early flight at 6am the next morning… will need an hour to get to my terminal… and also need to account for a 1 hour drive to the airport… my bags aren’t yet packed… and it’s already 10pm.
But I decide I don’t care.
I’ll stay up all night with these people.
I’ll squeeze every last drop out of this experience that I can.
It’s amazing how close you can become with relative strangers during a 3-day excursion.
It’s amazing what you can learn about others and yourself through exchanging story.
Dani tells me that her close friends run Fitness Blender (which has a massive audience on YouTube) and other Instagram friends of hers that are absolutely killing it. She spends over an hour selflessly showing me businesses to follow and why they’re successful.
Ian tells me about his hesitation to tell stories that might offend his family… even though they’re stories that he thinks might help others and even provide perspective for himself.
Brandon tells me about his mission to buy his mom a $15M mansion like the one we’re standing in.
This, by the way, turned into a massive rabbit hole that spoke volumes about Brandon’s perceived self worth, deep seated guilt, and a super-dangerous belief he was holding about not being able to be happy until he paid back his mom.
We spoke until the wee hours of the morning trying to unpack a lot of this baggage.
I’m no therapist, but I have gotten better at spotting limiting beliefs when I see them. And spent a large portion of the night trying to help him crush them.
After all, who among us can ever really repay our mom?
Mom: “I gave you life…Your move.”
Game over, right?
Besides that, maybe mom doesn’t even want that big mansion. Now she feels guilty that you went to all that work just for her.
It’s a perpetual cycle of guilt that’s never ending… and still, nobody’s happy!
If you’ve ever used the phrase, “I’ll be happy when…”
Danger, danger, Will Robinson!
You better address that dragon ASAP!
Because you can choose happiness in any moment.
You can pen that into existence.
It’s not conditional on any future event. Unless you’ve crafted a story that dictates othewise.
I’m not suggesting that you be satisfied with everything the way it is.
It’s our mission in life to see what we can improve and what positive influence we can have.
But happiness is in the moment.
What say you my fellow author?
Does your character deserve peace, love, and happiness?
Your next chapter starts now!