It's only money. Money shouldn't cause emotion.

The last few months of pregnancy, the fading months of 2019, felt like they were sent to remind me what is important in ones’ life story. Would I remember this time for the sweetness of our first Christmas in New Zealand, our first quiet Christmas as a little family alone without the noise and without the extended families, or would I remember the seemingly never-ending barrage of challenges that this Big Deal seemed to throw us? Little did I know - did any of us know - the t

Five days remaining. No extensions. No deposit money. No JV. A cracking deal. What would you do?

The Big Deal began as a mere curiousity. An agent contact in Whanganui approached me quietly about a motel for sale in Whanganui East in early September. The Vendors apparently refused to pay any advertising fees and so the sale was word of mouth only. I had been aware of a motel deal Ellie and Charles were investigating about six months earlier but were unable to come to an agreement with the vendor on value and passed it over. I was professionally curious as a result of the

It was in May that we committed to Tony Robbins. September, and the next opportunity to learn from this Guru [‘don’t become a follower become a student’ -Jim Rohn] seemed a long way away; mountains of days when I would be not reaching my potential because I had not experienced the magic of the full message. I felt a frustration and impatience to grow with the knowledge I knew he could share. In this time I finally began to mediate. Just 5 minutes a day in the morning. Cleari

After the yoga class of shame I suspected I would not have to wait for a very long time before clarity and relief would begin to arrive. I felt this because as I struggled through the weight and shame in that class I began to despair of ever finding the way, and I know that when I begin to despair the answer is always very very close. The universe did not disappoint. Before I unfold the breakthrough I must first explain that the uneasiness did not simply sit around my persona

Yesterday I discovered that I have unconsciously embedded upper limits on the amount of wealth that I can tolerate. The consciousness descended on me as I drove, like a confusing mist punctuated with brilliant momentary rays of sunshine clarity that vanished nearly as immediately as they appeared. The mist settled inside me, initially with an uneasiness coupled with rising emotion and as the words rolled through the car speakers I found myself wanting to cry for a reason I co

The first steps are the hardest. Where to begin telling a story when life does not present simple entries and exits into a long unbroken thread of living? The mind does not stop spooling, growing, changing, events come like mountains, are determined, climaxed, resolved and then the protagonist (or antagonist - we do not judge a subjects worthiness on goodness) continues to the next. And so I sit with words in motion in my head, wild without the crafting into written form for