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I told a story once on my blog about how I had been laid off from my cushy software development job where I was working from home making about a hundred thousand a year (which is great for a wage slave). It was exactly the kick in the ass I needed to get serious about building my own business and my own income.
It gave me the breathing room to begin writing my blog again, and the strong impetus to make this company work. They played off each other since the blogosphere loves pornographic stories about passive income.
I was ready for that one, and glad that it happened at the time.
Fast forward one year and one divorce later, my ex and I work out a deal in which she continues operating the business and I agree to collect only half of my half. We both have enough to pay the bills without slaving (because I designed the company to be automated). Everyone wins.
But I knew it was downhill when she told me she planned to let the company die and just use the resources from it to start another, identical company that I have no stake in. (Keepin’ it classy.)
Big, Ugly, Out for Blood
So my income has been dwindling from enough to pay my bills, to enough to buy me lunch sometimes and I’ve been stressed out because of that. I know how long it takes to get a business running, and I don’t have that kind of runway.
This kick almost caught me unaware. This one almost had me crying into my skirt, until I recognized the wake up call for what it is. I sat down to write this very article about the previous kick with the software job. That put me in exactly the right frame of mind to see that this situation is a message.
I’ve had enough time to rest on my laurels, and now it’s time to get really serious about my next step, my big passion. For me, that’s energy work.
I already figured out what I need to focus on at the beginning of 2011, and I jumped on it, but then I got distracted.
I’ve been doing sessions that have been going fantastically, and I even worked with Jenny to get a sales letter ready so I wasn’t so reliant on referrals. But that was a month ago, and the letter still isn’t up, for X, Y, and Z reasons, none of which I’ll recount here because all of them are bullshit.
When the universe sees you stall on the path, it sends exactly the messenger you need down the path after you. In my experience, the messenger is ugly, scary, and out for blood.
Sure I’ve been doing sessions, but not the eight per month I planned to do. Sure I’ve been writing on my blog, but not with the passion and conviction I feel in my heart. Sure I’ve been “working on” a book, but it took that big, ugly low bank balance to say: look Pete, stop fucking around and release something already, you shmuck.
Your Mind is a Terrible Thing
The reality is that the stress of not having options is complete bullshit. When I started on this path I had nothing but time and willpower, and I did it. I started a business that supported me passively. Now I have those same things plus people are willing to pay me thousands of dollars for a day of my time.
I’m a fucking poster child for the truth of financial blocks being entirely mental.
Maybe you missed that.
Financial blocks are entirely, 100%, unequivocally projections from your mind.
It’s how lottery winners make themselves poor, and how well-liked and connected bloggers worry about the rent.
Find Your Path and Stick to It
So look, if you’re curious about Energy Work and Energy Healing, buy my book because it’s fucking awesome. [Editor’s note: /jenny confirms it’s fucking awesome/].
But what I really want to tell you about is my readings. My photo readings are blowing peoples’ mind out their ears.
The deal is that you, stranger, send me a photo, and I first give you an overview of your core personality traits, strengths, weaknesses, so you know I’m not blowing smoke up your ass (unless you’re into that). Then I list your current major challenges, and solutions for them that fit your personality and situation.
Said another way, I follow my path by helping you find your path.
Maybe you don’t believe that I have access to that kind of information from a photo. Bravo, don’t believe me.
When I first started, I asked that people allow me to use their readings as samples, so future clients could see full readings and know the readings were relevant, specific, and spot on. Here’s a few of those readings for you to look at. Don’t believe me, believe those people.
This is the work I was born to do, and I’m damn good at it.
Do yourself a favor, Hire me.
Since any friend of Jenny’s is a friend of mine, I’m even going to give you a discount of 40 Bones (see what I did there?).
That way the reading is only $47. It’s probably too cheap, but fuck it, I don’t care, my bills are small, and I like the work.
Love and Face Tattoos
Remember, your hardships are here to teach you a lesson; they are here to guide you in love. They are surly and mean, and they have tattoos on their face that were clearly not put there by a licensed technician.
And they love you.
Sit with them, and listen to them. Because even though they love you, they are shitty house guests, and they won’t leave until you really hear them out.
And don’t forget: if you hear them, and then don’t follow through, they’ll come back with their friends.
You wouldn’t think Pete Michaud is an energy worker and a psychic because he looks a lot like a Bond villain who kicks puppies for fun. Muggers look at him and say “Yeah, I think I’ll wait for the next guy…” When he’s not intimidating muggers and juvenile canines, he does energy healing and psychic readings for clients all over the world. Pete writes about energy work and self empowerment on his blog, PeterMichaud.com. Also, he’s a teddy bear.