Argentina Here I Come!

Wonderful human beings!

I woke up this morning head heavy, sore throat, and an aching body. I haven’t taken a day off in a while. Until today. I get to add ‘recovery specialist to the toolbox!

I’m sitting outside the wooded Ohana Guesthouse one last time. Overlooking the banana trees, bamboo, and lush greenery all around. The smell of soil, the chirps of birds. Each morning, a cardinal comes to feed ten feet in front of me. I take in its deep red color. What a magical place.

Writing and life. They are one and the same.

Sometimes I flow, and sometimes I feel blocked.

This week, the words didn’t seem to flow.

So is life.

I find myself learning to be a King. King energy. Except I don’t understand it, yet. I see it, I feel it’s power, but it doesn’t roll off the tongue as I’d like it.

It is declaring. It is overseeing the kingdom. My life. It is being the champion for both myself and those around me.

There is much to be learned. There is much I’m learning.

Tomorrow, I leave for Argentina. I have a backpack and a duffel.

I’m the most ready I’ll ever be.

Yesterday, I parted ways with my chief of staff role and will be all in on soccer.

I create through vision. Not from commitment to the past.

What do I mean?

I mean, I am not doing this because, a month ago, I commited to playing soccer for the University of Notre Dame next year. I’m not letting the past decide.

I am doing this because of the incredible question: How great can I become in the process of playing soccer every single day, with the vision of becoming an All-American center back for a national championship team?

Big difference. One has me trapped and the other has be empowered.

I once lived by old commitments: “Because I said I’d do x back then, I have to do x now.”

NO. That’s not the energy I’m bringing with me.

This weekend, I was on the phone with a friend I used to play club soccer with. I told him my commitment: I will be an All-American center back for a national championship team next year.

Except…I didn’t say “All-American,” because I thought he’d think I’m crazy. Going from club soccer to the pinnacle of the sport!?

Absolutely!

But being “crazy” is no reason to not say or do it. I can hold both truths.

I will be an All-American center back AND I think I’m crazy.

A 47-year-old client of Wayne Dyer once mentioned that he had always wanted to be an announcer. But he was a doctor.

Wayne asked why he hadn’t pursued it. The man said, “Because I committed to medicine.”

Wayne asked, “When did you commit to it?”

The man replied, “When I was 17.”

So you’re going to let your 17-year-old self, who made a commitment 30 years ago, run the rest of your life? Does that sound like a good idea?

I commit each and every day to this. I go towards my vision. I step into power.

I will be reporting next week from wonderful Argentina.

Thank you JP, Kalpna, and the boys for the most increidlbe 5 weeks. Mahalo!

With all my love,

Double B!