In the early 1960’s on a cold winter day – a young man (whose name I’ll tell you in a minute) found himself awakened by the (always dreaded and feared) alarm clock.
It was a few minutes past five in the early morning.
And only God knows how cold it must have been outside.
I’ve always wanted to make videos.
Always (here’s the proof).
And I spent a good two years doing just that.
The pain had finally reached a point where I couldn’t stand to live another day.
My heart was about to stop.
After years of being conditioned to believe that getting a job was the most secure thing that I could do, that it was the only way to live – I finally got the call.
I’ve been asking myself this question a lot lately.
What the f*** am I doing with my life?
Sure, I’m partner at a business I absolutely love and adore – I get to write weekly articles for my small audience on this blog (you’re awesome!)… but so what?
Talking about energy might sound a little weird.
And if I were to be honest with you… it actually is a little weird.
When most people think about energy they start to imagine white men in suits at a massive auditorium preaching their faith in cosmic powers and such fluff.
You’ve heard all the promises.
You’ve been sold on all of the success stories.
And deep down inside you told yourself that if you can just be 1% as successful as the most popular people in your particular industry then you’ll be a happy bunny.
You’ll end up spending obscene amounts of money on materialistic things to make yourself feel better – new clothes, new gadgets, new events, new everything.
You’ll become attached and give your heart to the people who deserve it the least.