Sometimes the universe gives you a friendly nudge.
Usually, it happens near the point of exhaustion.
Then, out of nowhere, the clouds open up,
and the sun shines through.
Illuminating the dark path which was making your life
harder than it should be.
I love those moments.
They seem to be timed purposely to feel like a spiritual nudge.
During those dark times when it feels like life is testing you,
after getting a few cosmic slaps. A push of positivity from the universe,
or the hand of God tapping you on the shoulder.
Depending on how you choose to look at it.
Either way, it’s a sign that you’re on the right path, and things will only get better from here. It’s a glimpse into a potential future that’s waiting for you, IF, you steadily keep working toward your goals and have the self-discipline to make measurable efforts every single day.
As I’ve shared before. This year has not been an easy one. It was the year when I officially unplugged myself from the matrix. I left my very comfortable, stable job. Which was also very well paid, compared to the average salary. I could work from home, had full benefits, over a month
paid vacation each year, etc…
I left it to start a business with a childhood friend.
And it didn’t work out as we had planned.
It lasted nearly a year, during that year I accumulated more debt than I thought was possible. And it grew exponentially since the paychecks
were occasional and measly.
After much soul searching, I realized that I hated what I was doing, and had to leave if I wanted to preserve my healthy mind and body. I exited the business very quickly, damaging an old friendship in the process.
During that year I lost another close friend, a best friend, to crack.
He’s alive physically, but my friend is gone. The drug took over his soul and mind, like an insidious parasite. I still have hope that he’ll be back, but there have been so many false hopes that it’s weaker than ever.
The nail in the coffin for me was suddenly losing my boy Peppy.
My sweet, beautiful and loving 9-year-old Ridgeback.
A dog that I loved more than some people love their kids.
The emotional pain that I felt during that week beat all my previous records. Less than 10 days later, Puma, my 17yr old Tonkinese cat also died. This was the cherry on top…
I still kept my head up. Once I was able to function normally, eat and sleep regularly, at reasonable times. I got back to my 90-day challenge. It was dark, but I stuck with it. Slowly at first, I’m still not back to
full momentum, but getting there.
I write every day. The same goes for physical training, learning Instagram,
and doing at least one small task each day to get closer to
all my FBA and lifestyle goals.
I’m glad to say that after much effort, and a few close encounters with negative thinking, I received a little one of those unicorn nudges.
My aunt, who is a fantastic artist, offered to help with the sketches I’ll be sending to China. I accepted, never imagining how precious her help would become. Now I see that her skills allow me to communicate my needs with suppliers in a way that’s even better than if I could speak Chinese.
If you want to eliminate any type of misunderstanding or cultural barrier and communicate surgically precise information, what could be better than a DRAWING? Who is my aunt’s specialty, she’s a master!
Right off the bat, I have a unique competitive advantage over 95% of
new or aspiring sellers out there. I have other tricks up my sleeve as well, but this was a real unexpected gift!
While we discussed what I wanted to create, she was creating the first draft- live! Something I didn’t expect. And it blew my mind!
It was so precise, it managed to help me figure out some details that I wasn’t even able to imagine. This is the exact moment when I first felt the hand of God. A helping hand, in time of need. As I was leaving, my aunt casually asked if I was ok with her friend looking over the design, since she’s a professional patternmaker who has the mind of an engineer…
Holy shit. If my aunt’s offer to help was the hand of God, her friend looking over our plans and giving me feedback THE VERY NEXT DAY was like a hug from God. Now I feel even better about the direction I chose.
Those cosmic confirmations just warmed my heart and made me smile at a time when I desperately needed it.
Midlifemorphosis 