My Bike Was Stolen, I am not Mad, Read This To Find Out Why
About a month ago, I was soooo sad. I didn't want to get out of bed. I didn't want to work. I didn't want to eat healthy. I didn't want to work out. I didn't want to go on walks. I didn't want to read my self improvement books. I didn't want to do anything.
I was wildly unmotivated and didn't want to do any of the things that I normally LOVE doing. I went into deep analysis to try and figure out what my problem was.
I realized I lost my passion with work. Over the next 1.5 weeks I tried to figure out why. Finally, after speaking to about 6 friends (in depth) and multiple family members I realized because I made work about making money.
And, don't get me wrong, I am running a business, and income is an important metric.
But, the reason I got into business was to help people fall in love and be happy.
Thus, I needed to drastically change my mind set ASAP.
I needed every motion, every thought to be geared towards helping my clients. I needed my being to embody SERVING!
I jumped into immediate action.
One of my clients owed me money, but got diagnosed with cancer. I told her, don't worry about the bill. I GOT YOU.
Next, I had a brand new client agree to terms. Not that she needed the money, but I told her to pay me less just because it felt good and more aligned with my new guiding purpose.
That day, I started to feel a bit better.
Then, for the next few weeks, every day was about serving. How can I help more? How can I give more?
And at times, how can I hold my client more accountable instead of just thinking, "welp, they are not doing the work, but they paid me, so ohhhhhhhhhhh well."
NOPE! No more oh wells. No more packing it in.
If someone needs a virtual smack across the head, they are getting it. Because I don't care about the money, I care about delivering the result we discussed.
Now, weeks later, I am feeling like myself again. Someone with supreme purpose, someone who was put on this earth to help people.
Big Yoga "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Man do I feel good!
NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW...
On Friday February 21 my beloved bike was stolen. It was parked in my gated garage and connected to steel piping with a kryptonite lock. The burglar used bolt cutters and cut the kryptonite chain lock.
I was contacted by a friend via text that my bike was stolen. I walked over to where I parked my biked to confirm that my friend was not messing with me. She was telling the truth.
My first thought was, "Wow, how sad that someone needs to steal bikes. I am so glad I don't need to do that."
Second thought, "This is annoying, I have a busy day and will now need to do a police report and call insurance, and so on."
Third thought, "What a great opportunity to go build a new bike. I am looking forward to that."
Final thought, "I wish I could meet the burglar. I wish we could become great friends. If we became friends, and then told me his story about why he wanted the bike, I probably would have gifted it to him."
So why did I tell you this story?
A month or two ago, I didn't care about life. I felt hopeless. It was because I felt like I had zero purpose.
Although it didn't happen overnight. With the support of friends and family I discovered the one big thing I needed to change.
Next, once I get myself in order and living at my highest vibration, there was nothing that was going to derail me.