Hey,
It feels like it’s been forever since I wrote a letter directly to
you.
I’ve had some problems to deal with lately.
I’m dealing with two sick dogs. If you love dogs, you will be able to
relate to this.
Sydney is an Aussie/Retriever mix who had a brain seizure at Christmas and has gotten worse in the last two weeks. She’s walking around with a blank look (seizure made her blind in the right eye), banging into walls and now, peeing about 2 gallons without notice. She’s a special needs
girl and always was just a “little off”, as my vet tech girlfriend likes to say.
The other dog, Chauncey (with me in the picture) is quite possibly the most perfect dog in the world. You may think your dog is the best in the world. Wrong. It’s Chauncey. I have a much closer bond with this “Special Only Dog” than I do with Sydney. Chauncey loves me without
question and will do anything I ask her to do.
And she is dying of thyroid cancer just discovered a few weeks ago.
The twin
tumors on each side of her throat grow a little more each week. I’ve opted not to go through possible surgeries, radiation and chemo on a 9 yr. old dog. Instead, she’s getting a complicated mix of organ support medicine prescribed by a pretty highfalutin holistic vet in Glenwood Springs, CO. She got to go on a road trip there with my girlfriend for a check-up.
I don’t know how long she’ll be around and I’m told at some point she won’t be able to breathe and/or eat properly. And we all know what that means. Dang it all to hell.
Then I’ve got this
pain-in-the-ass stye in my eye. It feels like I just got punched in the eye after someone poured sand in it. I makes me crabby and I tried to pick a fight with my girlfriend.
Didn’t work. She just laughed. I like that about her. My crabby moods amuse
her.
Anyway…it was good timing for that 9 day email series about Pete and Mike to go out to you. It kept me in touch with you (kind of) while I was tending to my personal crap.
If you read the story
about Pete, Barb and Mike you noticed I wanted to share part of my story with you. (If you didn’t receive those emails, tell me and I’ll hook you up)
I hope you enjoyed it. It was fun to write and made me dig into my past to find some of the emotion and frustration you may be feeling right now. I
also hope the story gave you hope that there’s a way out of the “stuck” feeling you might have.
Are you feeling stuck in your relationship? Neutral gear? Walking on egg shells? Damned if you do or don’t?
This can make you feel stuck in your job and business as well.
Being stuck sucks. It makes you feel like you’ve got no real choices.
If you do nothing you will feel hopelessness. If you try to change things in your relationship you wind up in arguments. Your conversations always end up the exact same way and it seems that talking is no longer an option.
It’s like Groundhog Day – the movie.
Except in that movie, Bill Murray had the advantage of knowing what was going to happen each day because he already lived that day – the day before.
He kept using the knowledge of what was going to happen to improve a little bit each day. He got more and more confident that he knew how to handle the situations that just tripped him up 24 hours earlier.
That’s a good example of how I can work with you.
In addition to my own 28 year version of Groundhog Day, I’ve got LOADS of experience working with guys like you. My most recent clients are software specialists, furniture makers, unemployed teachers and retired
millionaires.
They are just guys. Like you. Like me.
My work with them gives me keen insight into the common mistakes
and patterns that constantly trip you up and make you feel stuck. I can help you avoid that stuff. You'll see it coming. From this point forward.
I don’t tell you what to do or what decisions to make. But I DO share secrets, guidance and encouragement you’ve never had
before.
Then YOU acquire the courage and confidence to do what you know you must do. YOU will be able to make the decisions you’ve been afraid to make.
And that, my brother, feels like
freedom.
But don’t click on that if you don’t want to know what freedom feels like.
