The Snobbery of Imagined Success

It has been 3 weeks and 3 days since I escaped from "The Farm". I have regrouped and come up with some great new ideas and I am feeling pretty good about myself. Just when I was telling myself that I was the greatest thing since sliced bread, The Imp cleared it's throat and whispered seductively..."yeah, that's right. You rock now, but remember the last time you were feeling too damn good? Look what happened! You went down like a lead balloon - straight onto your overgrown behind! you ALWAYS feel good right before you take a tumble to Failsville...hahhahahhaha!"

Here we go again. The Imp strikes once more. Robbing me of my confidence and telling me that there is no way! A soggy peanut has a greater chance in the bowels of hell than I do! I close my eyes, take a deep breath, focus, and feel the joy that I can spread if I do my level best and approach this new life of self employment as a humble acolyte, not some hot shot here to re-write history.

I kept my promise and launched that Executive Support Service and was totally amazed at the speed with which the idea grew wings and took flight. Reader - I PROMISE you. I will take this new opportunity with grace and humility and make sure that I serve and lead with sincerity. This might be the only way that I can keep the Imp from tearing me down. I look back now and see that I operated with a "license for snobbery". I thought that I had arrived at some lofty place of exclusive membership reserved only for the "successful". I didn't realise that to climb that mountain of "true personal success", I would have to come down out of the tree I had been sitting in at the base of the mountain and start the climb up to the summit of the mountain. I had been at ground zero the whole time that I was enjoying my so called success and never knew that a Groovy Journey of personal development awaited me! How can we be so blind in our own lives?? Today there are so many companies closing and so many people scared about how they are going to feed their children and pay their bills. Looking good doesn't amount to a hill of beans when you have no plan for tomorrow. I urge you to get a plan for tomorrow. Somehow, someway.

I am so grateful today. Without my travel business, I would never have had the experience or the tools to move forward. I would be stuck, with The Imp running rings around me, tying me up in knots and causing me to implode with inactivity and confusion.

The Groovy Journey is holding me to the road and to the declarations that I made in public to pursue a life of entrepreneurship. The Groovy Journey has me in a grip of accountability so strong that I have given up trying to break free. I must continue to build my travel business and apply myself to supporting anyone who needs my help. I hope that you are continuing to keep your eye on your personal horizon. Become your own genius, your own compass star for the direction that your heart and spirit takes you. Every single one of us has a "portal" built especially for us by The Divine Power. Your mission in life is to find it, define it and step boldly through it. It is then that your personal genius will propel you forward in any direction you wish to take. Don't spend another minute unfulfilled working for "wages" (Work And Get Extra Stress!) to pay for stuff you don't need. Instead, use your personal genius to show you your purpose so that you can make profit and spread joy in your life and in the lives of others. You can save YOU! Throw off your fear, it is a mouldy old blanket and it will stink up your dreams. Your dreams should be so clear and lofty, and smell so good that they make you giddy!

I want to get on the road and get dizzy with freedom and joy. I want to reach out and grab at the chance for personal health, wealth and happiness. I urge you to do the same! If you need a traveling companion for a while, give me a shout!

Security and Comfort

A long time ago, in a land far, far away called "Youth & Trust", I thought that hard work at work would get me to the land of prosperity and wealth. Fast forward a few decades, and I have taken the reality tour. I have come to know, understand, realize and accept that no one is irreplaceable in the work place, and the land of prosperity and wealth are not to be found at your office desk. After all, no one ever worked their way to the top and inherited the company, did they?

Wages. This is the problem. Stands for Work And Get Extra Stress. We live with stress, we get used to it, we don't remember life without it. We work to get it, we work with it, some of us can't work without it. Wages keep us tied to the machine. There is no profit in wages, yet we feel we have to have them, even if it means doing something we don't like to get them. Call me Victim #1 for being a believer of this system. I am now an ex-believer.

The Groovy Journey caused me to take a massive detour from Wages and comfort to Reality this past Thursday at 6:30pm. It seems the older I get, the less I am able to live without my principles and standards. Some things just are not worth compromising. The Groovy Journey is nothing without honour. I resigned from my high paying job with the perks, prestige and high end connections on Thursday, February 5th at 6:25pm. I remembered all that I had promised myself this past year and decided to do what would get me closer to my goals.

So, I am firmly on the road again. What does this mean?

1. I am more committed than ever to building a healthy, thriving travel business


2. I want so badly to have financial and time freedom


3. I want to surgically remove The Imp from the deepest recesses of my conscience

How am I going to do this? I am going to freelance my executive assistant skills, and build my travel business as quickly as possible. I am also going to keep an even closer track of my experiences and continue documenting them.

It is a big step! I am excited. I don't have much, but I do have friends, connections, opportunities and hope. It might just be enough. I do know this, though, I am 100% sure that I really want to embrace this opportunity. Resigning my job might just be the best thing I ever did!

Watch this space, and keep your eyes on the road!

Here we go again. January 1st and all is fresh

Every January 1st, I feel as if I am standing in front of a refrigerator full of fresh produce, high end gourmet grub and the best wines imaginable! I can have anything I want. Someone pinch me, the future is as bright as a refridgerator lightbulb! Shining on the goodies, illuminating the ingredients, urging me to pick and taste something. yummy!

But here is the hitch... If I don't decide between what I want and what I need, I can end up with a severe case of bloat from over-eating and bang will go the diet I planned on December 31st as I lay on the couch soggy and full from the New Year's eve dinner I had with my family. My will is most sincere on December 31st, and my will is at it's most hopeful on January 1st. Somewhere in between, it goes wrong and downright soft.

2009 - things are going to be different. I swear it here in public! Viola will prevail! Healthy, strong, successful, and ready to climb mountains. Here is the plan for the groovy journey of 2009 and I am sharing it with you. Sure! Go ahead and laugh! I can take the humour. The aim here is to not let "The Imp" shut the door on my public self and give my inner confidence an arse kicking. As long as the door is open and I can see you, and you can see me, we can have an honest 2009 and eat all the goodies in the fridge in moderation. No one wants to be seen cramming grub in their mouths at 2am in the morning and looking like a human smorgasbord, do they???

1. http://www.gettherevacations.com/. I pledge here that I will make a massive success out of this travel business that I have. I will use it to travel and see the world, earn extra money for my family and help anyone who, like me, wanted to own their own business and gain a little independance.


2. My health: I spent a week with my sister-in-law, Ananta in Washington State. Ayurvedic life style. This top carnivour is going to cut back on meat and gain balance and harmony from a healthy cooking style


3. More 5k's. I am going to be 43 January 25th and I must give this one more hurrah. My work outs need me as much as I need them


4. This Blog: I always wanted to write, now is my big chance!


5. The Imp. I will tackle the little bastard and put him in his place.....no more whispering negativity, and painting my walls a nasty shade of non-confident blue when my back is turned. We are going to introduce some passionate reds and calming shades of cream to my inner spiritual decor.

My groovy journey starts today and I want you to join me. Please say hi to me as you pass me by. We can even chat for a minute or two.

Right - here we go.......