I thought I would kick off my blogging over here on this brand new site with a post I wrote, oh about 4 months ago. I am using this as my first re-post (Please see my first post) so any new followers can have an instant feel of what I write and why I have my Purpose in life. Anyway, it is below. Edits have been freshly made to the original.
It is a strange thing success, or it can be, and it certainly was at one stage of my life anyway. You may recognize in what I write, some patterns that may have occurred to you too.
One of these patterns I am referring to is that when we feel we have ‘made it’ we seem to take our foot off the accelerator. The biggest enemy of success is complacency. We mistakenly think that the strategies that we used to get us to success are no longer needed. We can relax. We no longer have to write our goals out, visualize them, break them into achievable chunks and doggedly pursue them.
We can easily forget that what us got to where we are is not enough to keep us there.
And that’s what I did. I stopped applying the strategies that had until then made me successful and had kept me stress free and generally happy. I was vulnerable and susceptible to the pitfalls life throws at us all.
After some personal, unexpected and premature bereavements of my closest family members, the break-up of my 2nd marriage and losing my home and business, things went sour; very sour.
I could feel myself sliding down a slippery slope into oblivion but I had nothing to hold on to, nothing to grasp that would stop me falling. I could see very clearly where I was heading and it didn’t look very nice. I was filled with apathy, no energy, black moods and morbid thoughts and no mental strength to even apply any brakes on my downward spiral.
Finally, I went to the Doctors (Males are more reluctant to seek help) and I was diagnosed with moderate to severe depression and went on medication.
To cut a long story short I spent spells on and off the medication and both choices seemed to make me feel worse. I sank so low mentally that I seriously considered taking the easy way out and was a hairs breath away from doing so. Just at the moment the bed sheets were tied firmly to the bannister and tested to take my weight, I had a glimmer of hope. A small voice inside of me seemed to whisper, “Everything happens for a reason”
(This was not one of those moments you see in films where I had a eureka moment and instantly went on a personal crusade. I simply made a conscious choice to fight back. It took me another six months of hell to get anywhere near back to normality)
I put a plan of action together. I started to exercise, slowly at first. If you know about depression you don’t want to do anything. Getting out of your chair to take a pee takes mental effort. I became extra conscious of my thoughts and focused to change them. I began visualizing again starting with just two minutes a day.
My second strategy was to put a positive thinking course together and teach it! Now that was tough. I had no money at all so how was I going to market it? Where would I teach it? How would I pay for the room to teach it? How would I get anyone to attend?
Fighting and overcoming these thoughts of lack with a depressed mind wasn’t easy but I persevered relentlessly and with as much enthusiasm as I could summon.
The no money malarkey forced me to get creative, which I did.
Meanwhile I changed my label from I am depressed or I am suffering from depression to one of, I used to suffer depression. I cemented it into the past tense. I convinced myself that I was a person who had beaten depression without drugs. And remember, I was still suffering at the time. I knew full well that our unconscious mind does not know the difference between truth and lies.
Did this simple as it sounds strategy work? Yes. Did my visualizing kick in and work also? Yes. Serendipity came into play and helped out too because I was taking huge action to help myself. Life is like that.
12 weeks later I had 9 people on my course that all paid me. The course lasted for six weeks. Little did the attendee’s know that the course was really for me than any of the wonderful people who attended?
Four years later I have my first book published, found a new vocation in life, which I have become world-class at (Copywriting) and have worked hard to become a Group CEO.
And of course I am mentoring people how to overcome adversity and kick start their life; how to have the success they crave and stay happy and fulfilled. Life is bliss once more.
You may now be able to grasp why I like my saying: Anything really IS possible.
I know. I am living proof it is.