Time to catch up...
Well, it's been a bit chaotic for the world at large, hasn't it? Maybe just the people likely to read this. Some of my most beloved friends have moved or will be moving away. For that matter, so have I, though not to Canada or Washington.
I've been cut off from the net till today so I've felt a bit more isolated/insulated than normal.
My brother has a son -- good news!
My Dad had a stroke -- bad news!
My sister in law has had a ton of complications due to an incompetent hospital staff -- bad
My Dad's recovery has been nothing short of amazing -- good
My sister/business partner is focused on everything but our business -- bad
Another sister is finally extricating herself from a nasty ex-husband situation -- good
I think I paid myself almost $8,000 ... yesterday -- good, but I'm not sure how it all happened and I don't think I could duplicate it on a bet.
I'm in a really weird place. I'm just cruising through each day like it's a slalom. Each action just sort of flows out of the momentum of the hour. I'm so used to planning out each day with a tactical eye. Sort of my own Promethean Plan for my bright, shiny future. This begs the question. If Prometheus had such great foresight then why did he end up chained to a rock with his liver ripped out every morning? I'm sure there is a lesson in there somewhere.
My mentors (who do earn $8k per day -- 365 days per year) tell me that I'm in "the zone" and that it's a very good place to be. They tell me that I've done enough work on myself to make all those little lessons second nature and that I only need to exist a while here and everything will seem to grow up around me. In short, they say that I can't direct the wind (Prometheus) but only set the sails to catch the wind (the Zone) and that this feeling is a good indication that I'm well on my way. Sounds like a bunch of bullshit to me. Who knows though, maybe it's similar to what Catherine does when she's painting.
I spend more time with my family, more time helping those clients I enjoy, and more time meeting interesting people; which are the three things I love most about what I do. I really can't complain.
I guess I just feel odd, which is nothing new. I am an odd duck. Not many people choose to build great wealth by a means that forces the discipline necessary to use it responsibly. Some shy away from wealth, more look for a "quick score", and others don't give it any real thought or importance. Perspective is funny that way.
Well, things seem clearer to me now. I'm sure this will make interesting reading for Catherine, and in time, Bobby and Jessica. For those of you who are clients; have no fear. I'm more effective and knowledgeable than ever and your finances are sound. I just need to put this stuff out there sometime and allow it to crystallize in my mind.
Now that I'm plugged back in, I'll be in touch with all of you in the next day or so.
--Willem
I've been cut off from the net till today so I've felt a bit more isolated/insulated than normal.
My brother has a son -- good news!
My Dad had a stroke -- bad news!
My sister in law has had a ton of complications due to an incompetent hospital staff -- bad
My Dad's recovery has been nothing short of amazing -- good
My sister/business partner is focused on everything but our business -- bad
Another sister is finally extricating herself from a nasty ex-husband situation -- good
I think I paid myself almost $8,000 ... yesterday -- good, but I'm not sure how it all happened and I don't think I could duplicate it on a bet.
I'm in a really weird place. I'm just cruising through each day like it's a slalom. Each action just sort of flows out of the momentum of the hour. I'm so used to planning out each day with a tactical eye. Sort of my own Promethean Plan for my bright, shiny future. This begs the question. If Prometheus had such great foresight then why did he end up chained to a rock with his liver ripped out every morning? I'm sure there is a lesson in there somewhere.
My mentors (who do earn $8k per day -- 365 days per year) tell me that I'm in "the zone" and that it's a very good place to be. They tell me that I've done enough work on myself to make all those little lessons second nature and that I only need to exist a while here and everything will seem to grow up around me. In short, they say that I can't direct the wind (Prometheus) but only set the sails to catch the wind (the Zone) and that this feeling is a good indication that I'm well on my way. Sounds like a bunch of bullshit to me. Who knows though, maybe it's similar to what Catherine does when she's painting.
I spend more time with my family, more time helping those clients I enjoy, and more time meeting interesting people; which are the three things I love most about what I do. I really can't complain.
I guess I just feel odd, which is nothing new. I am an odd duck. Not many people choose to build great wealth by a means that forces the discipline necessary to use it responsibly. Some shy away from wealth, more look for a "quick score", and others don't give it any real thought or importance. Perspective is funny that way.
Well, things seem clearer to me now. I'm sure this will make interesting reading for Catherine, and in time, Bobby and Jessica. For those of you who are clients; have no fear. I'm more effective and knowledgeable than ever and your finances are sound. I just need to put this stuff out there sometime and allow it to crystallize in my mind.
Now that I'm plugged back in, I'll be in touch with all of you in the next day or so.
--Willem