They boasted we would learn to ‘earn more per hour’ and have more time for life.
One year on, has it?
Can I measure that?
I’m accomplishing more – not so much by less effort, but with a different purpose in mind, a significantly changed process.
A fly on my wall a year ago witnessed me packing: a week – lovely place/weather, 85 classmates embraced neurolinguistic programming (NLP) disguised as a Ninja Selling real estate course (Ninja Selling) for top producers.
Changing one’s life – if measured as different practices, alternative tasks – might produce higher earnings, more business/clients etc., but it wouldn’t really change me, change my life. More effective, focused and clear … major progress.
I try more to eat less, exercise more, lose weight and hit the golf ball few times going ‘round the course but progress comes slowly …
Changing my life, in terms of getting more deeply in touch with what moves me to action, how different things than I thought were at the root of my actions, feelings, re-actions and reflections – well, in those departments change has been transformational. People who know me well before see some change. People who never knew me see the new me without knowledge of the old me.
Like most alumni of that program I’ve spoken with, it is difficult program to implement every part of every day. I’ve implemented many parts of it incrementally with great results.
And, not so useful, on parts I’ve been implementing sporadically.
Not that sporadacism (my invented word) is without value, clearly a knitting together the parts works better. More better. More better fine.
Measurement of that used to be largely tran$actional.
That was always changing, but not because of anything fundamental or deeply rooted.
Today, while I still measure my bank account in dollars, I measure value differently.
I create value differently – not just for clients – but in terms of how I run my life.
Some produced stellar results – we all have in different aspects of our life, business practice, friends, family and colleagues.
I know, when I stay in touch with the depths of my being, it doesn’t feel lonely or at odds with the world – rather it seems like I am wonderfully connected to it …
I run my life, it doesn’t run me.
That may not mean a lot to some people, but it is everything to me.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 16C/60F, clear and warming after cool/rainy week, Gusta found an interesting rabbit diversion and lots of smelly-long-grass stuff; my gait much improved, feeling lighter (metaphorically) on my feet … looking forward to a great day