Freedom Day: Break Loose

A couple weeks ago, I attended my first Millionaire Mind Workshop. It probably is my last, however, the experience was another turning point one for me.

Coming right in the middle of the Breaking Loose Challenge that is ending today and hosted on my coaching page, my being at the workshop was no accident. Neither was it a coincidence.

The point of the Challenge is breaking ties with all that bind us to a life we no longer wish to live. For some, it was a chain and for others it was a single thread. Whatever it was the effect was the same - rooting and holding you (and me) in a past or aspects of our pasts that no longer serve us.

When the Challenge began, it was my distinct view that my knot had to do primarily with intimate relationships. This area of my life has been the most challenging, the most upsetting, the most crazy-making and the most outstanding. Quite a few "mosts" eh?

That view was not wrong but it was myopic.

One of the things that have proven very important for my growth over the years is the ability to listen and follow inner guidance. There is a hymn that goes, "He never fails me yet, He never fails me yet..." Attributing this steadfastness to Jesus, the writer of this hymn affirms paying attention to the Unseen but the somehow Omniscient.

My "He" is that Still Small Voice that speaks to me always. Sad to say, I do not always hear or listen. The idea of the 30-Day Breaking Loose Challenge was "His" and I listened and followed. As with every thing that I write about in this blog, this Challenge was primarily for me.

I am always grateful when at least one other is supported through my sharing my journey.

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At the start of the Workshop, the lead trainer asked us, the participants, to quiet the other voice that would shut us down to what was being shared. He gave several examples of what that voice in our heads would suggest. The one that resonated most with me was, "I know that already!"

Ignoring that suggestion, granted I did know many of the affirmations, the techniques and the exercises to take control of one's habitual thinking patterns, my "learning" moment arrived. It was the moment that made clear why I had to attend and linked my relationship thread with a bigger issue for me.

Money.

In the informational email we got after registering for this Workshop, there was an instruction to bring $100. I forgot and only had $45 on the day. The Workshop Leader insisted that the few of us who did not follow the instruction stand up. If that was not embarrassing enough, he then gave us two minutes to "beg, borrow or somehow" get the money in order to participate in the exercise.

Right there, right in that he tugged on my chain!

Browse through this blog's archive and you will find many stories about my:

• Issues with money
• Reaction to begging
• Childhood in near "poverty"
• Bankruptcy
• Challenges mixing intimacy with money
• Strong sense of independence

Yes, I had gotten over, worked my way through, unpacked and healed even most of the above but this man wanted ME to go begging strangers for money? Me - the only black woman standing, never mind the other women! "Hell no, @$%& no!"

It took all of two seconds for all of my residual pain to rise and drag me back into my seat. Short of breath, I weighed my options:

1. Beg the money
2. Sneak out of the room

Shame either way - in my eyes.

To cut a long story short, I accepted $55 offered to me by a young lady sitting in front of me. A Caucasian woman. I am being honest and vulnerable here folks. This was another touchstone moment. Read more in an upcoming article.

The Universe was not finished with me. The chain was not off yet.

Suave, handsome and a self-made millionaire, according to the literature and his testimony, the Workshop Leader then led us through an exercise to burn the $100!

His team came to the front with lit candles, extinguishers and buckets filled with water. We were snaking our way - all 200+ of us -  towards them to burn the money!

"Hell, @$%& no, I am not burning this money!"

"It is not my @$%& money!"

"Is he @$%& mad??"

I was not chanting but cussing like a prison worker that I once was. There was no way I was burning that money.

It was a test. He stopped us just as the first in line was about to burn their $100.

Assessing ourselves and the exercise after, most said they were going to do it. Some said they would not have. Those who loaned money said they were concerned for their money and, saving the young lady who loaned me $55, none of them got a "loan agreement."

My response got an A+. I was not going to burn the money because:

1. I take orders from no human to do something that goes against my principles
2. My principle is to respect other people's property and what I work for
3. I no longer need to burn money - metaphorically and in reality - to prove anything to anyone.

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Ties cut! Breaking Loose Challenge a success for me!

Did you participate? If yes, did you learn anything new about your ties and did you cut them? If no, it can be done anytime. Simply browse here and follow my coaching page for details. You can also, always contact me.

Enjoy your Freedom Day!

You Just Talk Too Much

"You talk too much 

You worry me to death 

You talk too much 

You even worry my pet 

You just talk

Talk too much..."

Those are some words from the oldies "You Talk Too Much," sung by John Jones. I have a fairly good, would even say excellent memory but it can be selective at times. One such time was when I had this song sung right into my face!

The memory of it only came to me as I sat to tap out this post on my Smart phone. Who and when did not accompany it but the pain and, yes, shame of the ridicule and admonishment are not forgotten.

That was back in my days as a major gossiper.

Talking too much and doing nothing or very little, is the focus today rather than gossip. Both however have one thing in common - they waste time.

Instead of doing what needs to be done in our own lives, many of us set up shopping selling the details of other people's lives or the fairy tales in our minds.

Why not spend the time doing, resolving, fixing our own situations than just gabbing about them?

My morning was quite busy doing just that. My previous evening as well. Committed to practicing my religion - Love - last evening I did exactly the opposite of what was suggested to me.

There is an individual in my current experience who I have joined on a roller coaster ride. Amusement parks are great places but I am not a fan of roller coasters. That is also true in my personal life. Excitement and exciting people I love but in measured amounts. This up and down ride that I have been on has been taking an emotional toll and I have been quite annoyed at the person. 

Yesterday, that annoyance hit the roof.

Music came to my assistance, Kenny G and then some of my other favourites. By nightfall, when I was still enough, from that place deep inside of me, I heard, "Walk your talk."

I knew exactly what and to whom It was referring. It has been telling me the same thing about coming into integrity on another personal matter.

Humor led the way. With a joke, I sent a message and asked my "friend" to let us just meet and have a face-to-face instead of the coldness and easily misunderstood emailing/texting back and forth.

This morning, after doing my early morning routine, I hunted and gathered three years worth of paperwork and went about setting my house in full order. In the process, and this is how The Universe works, I came across and unopened envelope from a former employer. About to put it aside once again, the urge to open it became strong so I did. To my utter delight, there was a cheque enclosed for a nice chunk of change!

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Hours later, bridges are being rebuilt, even if they are leading somewhere other than initially intended between my "friend" and I. A replacement cheque is in the mail for the 18-month old one that I found, and my paperwork is sorted and the necessary filing completed bringing me back into full compliance with the powers that be.

It is easy to talk, say the right things, preach the "gospel" of the good and moral way, tell or comment on other people's living but so hard to be what we preach.

My 'remedy' for that is: "Grab the bull by the horn, confront what's holding you back from living what you are speaking and, incrementally if needs be, just do it."

Wish there was another way but there really is not. Gandhi said it "Be the change you want to see." I will add "Be what you want to see in your life and in others."

Take it for a test drive this evening with one "small" thing and let me know how it went.

Have a great and " horn-grabbing" day!

Plato's Allegory Of The Cave: Relevant or Obsolete?

Refreshing my memory on some of the details and nuance of Plato's "Allegory of The Cave," I read a couple scholarly article on the work.

One that I came across was actually an professorial assignment, requiring students to write an essay responding to the question whether the "Allegory of The Cave" remains relevant to our times. The professor wrote:

"In Plato’s Allegory of the Cave, he describes a world where prisoners live chained in a cave.  The puppeteers cast shadows on the wall and these shadows construct reality for the prisoners.  One of the prisoners breaks free and leaves the cave.  At first, he is blinded by the sun and apprehensive about the new world.  The shadows in the cave had always seemed so real to him.  After he has spent some time in this new world, he realizes that his entire existence has been controlled by others and he now knows the truth.  Thousands of years later, is this allegory relevant to our lives today?  Do we live in a cave where reality is constructed by someone else?  Conversely, is this allegory outdated?  Has the internet, public education, and improvements in transportation metaphorically killed the puppeteer?  Is our world more transparent than it ever has been?"

The several responses that I read all agreed that the "Allegory" still holds relevance to current times. However, 'how' was where the views mixed. You can read the responses for yourselves.

Were I to respond and write in 250 words at least it would be along these lines:

"Indeed we now live in what is widely and loosely called a Global Village, with technological advances casting a bright light in just about every dark corner.

Nonetheless, as was then so is now, the "Caves" remain legion and can be found not only on hillsides but in uptowns, downtowns, the suburbs, rural communities, in bars, in churches, temples and synagogues across our world. There are caves in many educational institutions - places of so-called higher learning, ironically.

Spiritual leaders, politicians, financiers and many movers and shakers of modern-day society are either shackled themselves in caves or keeping others shackled in caves of their digging.

Money, status, fame, beliefs, culture and prestige form the chain that hold many in these caves. Conversely, these are the same things that call many out from the confines - they are the bright lights.

So many today are prisoners in luxurious caves, certain that that is all there is, despite the urgings of those who 'escaped' and came back to call them to the 'more'.

Still more people today fear getting even a day's parole, an opportunity to step into the light of freedom just for a taste. Before the 24 hours are over, they run back to the shackles of the cave of familiarity, the known. These are people who won the lottery and lost all their millions in short order, the abused woman who was shown the way out only to return to her domestic hell or even the person living on the streets who, given a roof of any sort, quickly destroys and abandon it.

Then there are those, who I count myself among, who got the chance to escape the darkness and took it. No, we embraced it and loving the Light so much we return to share the glory of "brightness." Some, however, become as fastidious as the prisoners still chained and refuse to understand the fear and hesitation of our friends. They get zealous and righteously indignant.

Another group of former prisoners simply forget about the cave life and those still living it. They instead focus on their own baskings in the rays.

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I am one of those who go to the fields, picking and harvesting as much as I can. At the entrance of the cave (Internet/Social Media), I set up a buffet table and spread a feast. Every day, as prisoners get parolled, attempt an escape or simply shout out to me, I invite them to my buffet.

Yes, The Cave is very much present but with the awakening gradually occurring and new ones being born who refuse to remained chained, I hold out hope that Love and Light will prevail."

Not sure how many words that is but that is my response. What would yours be? Are you in a cave of any sort? If yes, you might want to browse this archive, going back to March 2, 2015 and read the Breaking Loose posts. As well, you can check out my coaching page for more tips.

Have a blessed day and do come back for more!

Namaste.

Don't Chase Anyone Again!

"You have such long legs!" people would often remark to me when I was a child.  

The usual follow up would be, "Do you run, do track and field in school?"

"No I do not and I wish you all would stop asking me that!" is what the voice in my head responded. However a meek, "No," emanated from my lips because I was too scared they would slap me if I were to let my inside voice out.

I am a fairly tall woman. Not Michelle Obama kind of tall but I do fair justice to height. My daughter, standing at 5' 11" does an even better job and, yes, she got the same question growing up.

Maybe it was guilt or pressure to use my assumed talent for running why I did take to a different kind of athleticism.

I chased people, education, some things and even jobs.

Usain Bolt had nothing on me, particularly when it came to chasing relationships. Platonic or intimate, it mattered not. Starved as I was for the feeling of belonging, friendship and relationship, marathons were my speciality.

Then, I also took "butt-licking" and door-mat skills to greater heights! I was the best.

The challenge, however, was the sassiness that was an inherent part of my personality. I am a thinker, a very independent woman and a go getter, taking whatever risk necessary.  The latter supported my brand of athleticism and licking/mat skills but my mind in tandem with the still small voice often contradicted my behaviour.

Trouble would soon follow.

My friendships and relationships would eventually fall apart. My tongue became too engaged with sharing my views rather than licking and being still. As people departed from my life, my tenure on a much-chased job abruptly ended or I lost or had an item repossessed, it dawned on me that things were really, really not going the way I hoped.

Years would pass before several truism would be revealed, taught and then walked by me. I came to them mainly through the spiritual organization that I was a member of but most were taught to me through my lived experiences.

I offer a couple  to you today as we grow through Day #24 of this Breaking Loose Challenge. This series was designed to help break the ties, thread or chains binding us to a way of life that is no longer working for any of us.

"You become what you are be-ing." That sounds strange, wrong, stupid even but truth be told many live unconsciously and unintentionally. As you continue being a doormat, a marathon runner or an a**-kisser in certain relationships or say on the job, you transform into that in every aspect of your life. We simply cannot box off sections of our lives, thinking one will not seep into the other.

"Whatever you chase will run away." Whether it is friendship, relationship or money, they and it will run away, eluding you. This has been one of the most challenging lessons for me. I got it on the friendship easy enough and my ability to wish people goodbye heightened. It took me great financial 'losses' to absorb the same lesson regarding money and jobs. 

Where it concerns intimate relationships, the jury is still out on that one. As a giving, expressive and openly loving person, I often think to be otherwise is game playing. Regular readers know that I am no "relationship expert," and look to those who are. One such wrote this:

"The most powerful thing you can do is turn away from the person you are chasing and provoke in them the response you are looking for…for them to notice you." Dr. Sherrie Campbell

What I know for sure is that with my sitting down when it comes to certain friendships, jobs, money and 'opportunities', I have saved myself a lot of grief. Paradoxically, the friendships that I do have now are so life-enhancing and my financial resources and employment gets better every day.

There is much more where those came from and I am more than happy to share them with you. Email me, tweet me or visit my coaching page and let us talk more.

In the meanwhile, check the races you are running today; see where you are being a chaser, a doormat or busy licking butts and decide if that is truly serving you.

Have fun no matter what because life is supposed to feel good! Yes it is!

Namaste.

How To Be The Best Version Of You

There are two quotes that I absolutely love; so much so that both are on my personal Facebook profile. That says a lot about the importance they hold as guiding principles for me. First time visitors and stalkers to my profile have a clear understanding, I hope, of who I am and what drives me.

“To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty.

To find the best in others; to give one’s self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exaltation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived—this is to have succeeded.” Emerson

"To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. this is my symphony."William Ellery Channing

Those are the two quotes. The first is an adaptation of Bessie Stanley's words by Ralph Waldo Emerson. I came across it 'late' in life, while employed in the criminal justice system here in Canada. At a crossroad, unsure what was truly important to me and what is real success, these words literally jumped out from the pages of a book that I was reading.

When something resonates and has great significance for you, it feels like nothing else ever did. Reading these words - the simplicity and profundity of them moved me emotionally and spiritually. They made what I did next meaningful. I resigned my job and pursued my heart's calling. Was it easy? No. Did I make mistakes along the way? Many.

The second quote relates more directly to today's Breaking Loose Challenge question: "Is This The Best Version Of You?" It ties in very nicely with the first as if you define success along the lines of the Stanley/Emerson words, if you live your life composing your own symphony - then that is as close as you can get to being the best you.

In my experience and without any self-praise intended, it takes steel guts, resolve and a strong sense of humour to be the best version of you. What do I mean by that? Here are three essentials of growing into that You:

• Critical self-assessment. This requires such brutual honesty with yourself. I had the help of my "fish bowl," my chaplaincy reflection room, to help me start the process. All the stories you were told, the ones you bought wholesale along with the stories you authored have to be reviewed, edited and rescripted if they cause even an ounce of dis-ease, feeling of unworthiness, sense of lack and/or low self-image. The tools I used and continue to use until this day as this is not a one time process are writing and my mirror.

• Values List. What are those characteristics, life principles, ways of being in the world that you highly value? Parroting what your religious or spiritual affiliation taught you does not equate to YOUR values list. Here, again writing is an important to but I also used collages of images and words that stirred me from the depth of my being.
  
  

"Must Be" Index. Left with a newly revised story (and I formally review my story at least a year usually New Year's Eve) and my Values List, I then create bullet indexes for the important-to me aspects of my life. So, for example, under my "Professional Life" heading my bullet points include: community-focussed, educational, life-changing, living wages.

What is crucial to understand is that this is not a one time deal but an all-time way of being. I find that this "examined life" is both challenging and sweet! Even this morning, after waking up from a near sleepless night, I got up and went straight to my mirror, coffee in hand of course, and had a chat with the increasingly best version of Claudette.

Want to try some of these tools and methods to check in with yourself, to measure your understanding of success and to pinpoint which You you are currently being? Drop me a line here or visit my coaching page and let us continue the conversation.

Have your own strategies? Why not share a few with other readers? Either way, have your best day and life ever!

Namaste.

Comparison Is The Thief Of Joy

Pauline was her name. More than likely still is as she is about 65 years old now and the last time I saw her – some 17 years ago – she seemed in good health.

When it comes to my minimal fashion sense – she was my first tutor.

Pauline lived next door to me for about five years. My mother and I had moved so many times in my life that by the time we got to this location in “bottom” Pembroke Hall, I was hesitant of getting acquainted with anyone.

It was difficult not to get to know Pauline though. Tall, elegant and one of the first black women with bald head that I ever met – and I was mesmerized and immediately wanted to cut off my then flowing and very much permed locks.

If her looks took your breath away – her sashay would give you a heart attack!

We were poor – as far as my mother would insist – but it did not matter to me, until I met Pauline. Her sense of style was out of this world. She wore the most gorgeous dresses and skirts imaginable. 

There was no way under the sun my mother could afford to get me anything nearly as beautiful. My clothes were handmade – not from the department stores – and the fabrics were bought at the “pound store.” Those are fabric retail stores where you could purchase material not by the yardage but its weight. You got more for less but the quality was questionable.

Our resources left us without question – it was what we could afford. My ‘aunt’ was the seamstress and my dresses were made on a barter system. My aunt was not the best housekeeper, so my mother would do chores for her in return for her making our clothes.

Those were the years that my ability and propensity to compare my life with those around me heightened. I can recall checking out Pauline’s clothes, touching the labels as if it were silk. Very few items in my ‘wardrobe’ had labels, only my underwear and they were certainly not designer labels.

The comparisons would run beyond Pauline and clothing. Over time, just about everything was subject to comparison. With that came my feeling of unworthiness, shame, guilt but surprisingly there also came a strong desire to achieve.

“Comparison is the thief of joy,” Theodore Roosevelt is reported to have said and I had none for a long while. Joy, that is.

I compared everything and everyone to what I had or did not have; where I was in life and who was with me. It was sad.  Comparing myself was a chronic illness until I got cured. Thank God for break-ups!

Some people shy away from the end of a relationship and I was one such, particularly one that lasted for umpteen years. Brought to my belly, crawling and sliding down the slope into deep depression, it finally came to me:

1.  Stop the comparison – it is what it is (Acceptance)
2.  Be the best at whatever I am in that moment (Embrace)
3. No one can do me like me (Love)

Were those three lessons easy? Of course not! It would take a few years and, sadly, a marriage for me to finally come to accept myself for all that I was and had become. Only then was I able to step into the shoe, the dress, the pantyhose and yes the big girl panties that were made just for me.

Claudette

The greatest transformation and joy arrived and wrapped her arms around me when I learned to love myself – flaws and all.

You too can stop letting comparison steal your joy. Your process might be different from mine but at the root will be self-love. No one can teach you that. I or others may be able to model it for you. I am more than willing, so do feel free to drop me a line, inbox me on my coaching page and do subscribe to this blog.

Have a wonder-filled rest of the day!

Namaste. 

Head or Gut? Where Do You Decide?

Using one's judgment is imperative, important and even invaluable. For business, personal and interpersonal matters, being able to examine a situation and determining the value, cost, risks, etc that might be involved could prove money and life saving.

The challenge arises when judgment is clouded, skewed or biased due to longheld beliefs, practices, attitudes and views that are no longer relevant in a rapidly changing world.

Always attempting to walk the "in between," my practice is to restrict or reduce the frequency of my decisions made by judging a situation solely on my prejudices, let us say.

Case in point: I like tall men. As an on-off user of online dating sites, my profiles clearly state this preference. In some cases where the app allows, if a man is below a certain height, he cannot message me. The result has been:

1. I have eliminated a slew of eligible on all other counts men
2. I have ended up dating some tall jerks

My daughter in particular has scolded, then laughed at me regarding this practice. "How many tall a**h**** will you have to date for you to stop doing that?" She asked me only a couple months ago.

That is where discernment comes in. The dictionary consulted for a definition offers this one: "The ability to see and understand people, things, or situations clearly and intelligently."  I would go further and state that discernment involves being able to sense the unspoken and seeing what is invisible to the naked eyes.

This is an ability we all have but hardly use in some cases, undertrained in others and totally ignored by many when what is before us does not match the criteria of our 'judgments'.

Here is an example of how my judging and my ability to discern situations and people worked for and against me:

Trying to secure a more independent lifestyle for myself and support my daughter in creating one for herself, I entered into a business arrangement with an individual. My gut was telling me that there was something not upfront about this person but I ignored it. Focussed only on my daughter's and my own interests, I sunk thousands and thousands of dollars into the business. As I waited for this business partner to come through with her portion, as well as fulfill her obligations to the startup, my pockets bled. The business plan was solid but the execution was poor. I should have retrenched and reorganised earlier but did not. In the end, the business failed and I lost everything material that I possessed, including my house.

My judgment of the market and business potential needed revising and I failed to do that soon enough. Every spider nerve in my body was tingling, warning me of the potential pitfalls with the so-called business partner but I ignored them, foolishly hoping she would come through or something else would.

Together judgment and discernment can be a formidable team. Separately, they both serve a purpose. However, check the lenses that you are passing judgment through. As well, pay attention to that feeling in your gut.

The "in between" place can be uncomfortable, causing one to resort to old and familiar behaviours and judgment. Why not rest there awhile and allow your vision to clear?

As for me and kissing tall frogs, I deleted my profile and hanging out under a shady tree listening to my gut.

Be sure to browse the archive for previous posts relating to this Breaking Loose Challenge. Also, visit my facebook page for more tips on how to free yourself and live as you want.

Namaste

Surprise Item For Sale; Price $0.00

Over my 50 years, more so with the advent of the Internet and the opening up of social media portals, apps or whatever the correct name, I have seen lots of creative things.

Most of the latest "big thing" are done largely and for maximum attention. The spotlight is on the developers, wanting to have their minute of glory.

This morning as I woke up and prepared myself for the day with a repetition of a morning mantra: "This IS a good day," I thought about the topic of today's Breaking Loose Challenge.

Three things would happen soon after the still small voice of inspiration gave me "Unconditional Love," as today's topic. Doubting the veracity of what I had heard and thinking "but we've done that several times on the DOS page," I thought to go make coffee and the true message would come.

Coffee brewing, I returned to my "pinging" smartphone to see the less celestial messages. I wrote about what happened next in my introductory post on my coaching page:

"Then I noticed three things:
1. A message in my whatsapp messenger thingy from someone that I had a turbulent 'ride' with, responding to my apology and request that we try to fix things between us.
2. Tweets from a friend in Africa that I will meet one day, responding to one of my tweets declaring my love for my followers and tweeps
3. This post/picture about Mr. Brice Royer advertisement for the sale of unconditional love.

Truly there are no accidents or coincidences in The Universe. Truly, this is a Universe grounded in Love!"

Initially I did not make the connection between the first two messages and what I had heard as the topic for today's challenge. When I opened the link to Brice Royer's post - that is when it all came together!

Unconditional Love!

Brice Royer, a human well on his way to becoming one of the most beautifully evolved souls I have virtually come across, lives here in my second country - Canada.

Relatively unknown outside of his community and possibly Vancouver to now, Mr. Royer's seemingly funny, done on a whim but terribly profound advertisement, to now, has had over one million hits. It is one of the most creative way I have seen in a long while to spread a simple message!

This number will most certainly increase as more and more of us share, write about and spread his story and advertisement.

Mr. Royer is selling a "product" that we all need, want and desire. In fact, we all already have access or better yet are born to the manor where this previous item is produced.

The sad truth is - many of us do not know that it is ours, that we can give it freely and still have lots more! My two messages prior to seeing Mr. Royer's advertisement were reminders even to me, one who thought she was onto this product, that I am one of its owners!

So what was Brice selling and what does it have to do with Day #17 Challenge? Well here is a snippet from his ad:

"Hello, I am selling unconditional love for $0.

Infinite square feet lot. Includes refreshing air, sunshine, the Earth, beautiful mountains and the ocean. A stunning 'classic' heritage made 4.5 billion years ago.
Address: Earth, Solar System, Milky Way. 

Available now to serious buyers. Perfect for the first-time buyer and experienced investors feeling empty and trapped with stress and pressure to maximize Return on Investment because of family and stakeholders expectation. 

HISTORY:
I received it a long time ago when I was born. I received the gift of life from my parents, the sun, the water, the Earth, the air, a smile, a hug, a helping hand, without being asked anything in return. I didn't earn any of them. They belong to public domain, the commons, "Mother Earth" or God, if you're religious.

At some point, my ancestors were afraid and decided to own land that once belonged to everyone, sell services that were once freely given, and even own humans through debt. 

PAYMENT:I don't accept cheques or mortgage payments, only cash payments of $0. You are also welcome to re-sale it for $0. But I must warn you... it will multiply once you do. 

CONTACT ME:If you would like to join this incredible investing opportunity, you can email me by clicking on 'reply' to this post or visiting gifteconomy.ca

Thank you,The seller 

P.S: Yes, I am for real. If you'd like to learn more about me, the seller, you can read this article on the Vancouver Sun. I'm a cancer patient who believes that love can heal me."

Read the full advertisement here, then please share it today as it will come down in approximately 35 days according to Craig list rules. That is the first part of today's assignment.

Secondly, I invite you to think of one person who did you "wrong." Nothing major like robbing you or cheating on you if you are not ready for that. Maybe it was someone who you really care about and some sort of misunderstanding happened between you and you are both still smarting from it. Reach out to him/her/them and apologise, genuinely so, hoping for nothing more than forgiveness. The relationship of course might never be the same OR it could get better??? Willing to risk that?

Finally, do something special for you, the primary channel, the owner, the main recipient of unconditional love in your life.

I have done activities one and two; now I am heading to do the third. Share with me here or on my page how did your activities go.

Have an unconditionally loving day!

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