KYMS :)

After the “Board Plan” there was homework.

Read another book: “Pro-Sumer Power II!”

Listen to five audio files my sponsor would send me.

Write down every question I could think of for my sponsor to answer.

Come up with a list of one-year, two-year and five-year goals.

Go to another “Board Plan.”

And most importantly, “KYMS 🙂 .” Keep Your Mouth Shut.

After “Mr. Millionaire” had finished getting the crowd motivated, he finally revealed the big secret.

AMWAY.

He was part of an organization called WorldWide Group, also known as WorldWide DreamBuilders.

WorldWide was a group of mentors who would teach people how to make lots of money. Partially by selling Amway products, but mostly by recruiting other people. Who would recruit other people. Etc.

But if you told people up front when recruiting them that this was Amway, a lot of them would never hear anything else you said to them.

Of course, it wasn’t Amway’s fault. It was just the fault of a few flaky Independent Business Owners.

I read the book.

I listened to the audios.

One audio was “Mr. Millionaire” and “Mrs. Millionaire” telling an expanded version of their story. It was mostly very motivational. One thing that I found off-putting, though, was “Mrs. Millionaire” bragging about how she had to have her closet enlarged to fit her collection of 300 pairs of shoes. Who was this woman, Imelda Marcos?

Another audio described why this business was the perfect business, partially because the things being sold were consumables. Customers would use them up and buy them over and over again.

I wrote down my questions and my goals.

I met with my sponsor again. He liked my goals. He answered my questions to my satisfaction.

We met a few more times, then had a conference call with his mentor. His mentor would also be my mentor, if he decided I was a worthy candidate.

His mentor didn’t like that I didn’t have a job. I would need some form of income to pay for business overhead.

I had promised myself I’d never take another phone job again. I ran out and got the first phone job I could.

I didn’t want to lose this opportunity.

Board Plan

I met with my sponsor (the young guy from the steam room) at a coffee shop.

He asked me if I was process oriented or outcome focused. Was I willing to do whatever it took to be successful?

Of course I was outcome focused.

There would be a vetting process. Most people didn’t get through it.

He gave me a book to read: “The Business of the 21st Century” by Robert Kiyosaki.

It was pretty short. I finished it in a few days.

We met at the coffee shop again and discussed it.

He had me go with him to a different kind of meeting. A “Board Plan.” His mentor’s mentor, a “Cash Flow, Debt-Free Millionaire,” would be speaking.

“Mr. Millionaire” told the crowd how broke he and Mrs. Millionaire had been. The duplex they had lived in, where there had been a fire. The owner had slapped paneling over the charred walls. It smelled like a hot dog roast, all year around. The cars constantly in need of repairs. The meager food they had to live on.

“Mr. Millionaire” had gotten two degrees: one in History (which apparently qualified him to operate a broom, job-wise), and one in Nursing.

He was the first male nurse at the Salt Lake City/County Health Department. A dubious distinction. He gave kids shots all day.

He hated his life.

Then he and his wife met some millionaires. Millionaires just looking for people to mentor.

Of course, he and the wife begged to be mentored by them.

Now they were millionaires. They made thousands upon thousands of dollars every month in passive income.

Wouldn’t you love the chance to have their life?

He emphasized that none of us would get rich quick.

Most people wouldn’t get through the qualification process. Only 2 out of 10 would make it.

It would be a lot of hard work up front, but it was possible.

You could have the life of your dreams.

Recruited

I was a mess.

I’d never been away from my boys that long before.

Last May my still-not-yet-ex-wife took my boys to California. They were gone for a week and a half.

They left on a Sunday morning.

Despite it being Sunday I went to the gym to shower. I hadn’t showered for a few days.

I steam for a while before showing. Then it’s less noticeable that I’m only there to shower.

That day a young guy walked into the steam room after me. He had a seat and started talking to me. I started thinking of excuses to leave.

He asked me if I liked to read. We started discussing self-help books.

He told me about a group of mentors he was a part of.

A few days earlier I’d watched a video called “DO NOT be a Lone Wolf.” It said to find help achieving my goals. So I’d decided to try to find a mentor.

He asked me for my phone number. I told him I never answer my phone.

Something inside said not to let him get away.

I gave him my email address.

The next day I was at Barnes and Noble. I was looking for Robert Kiyosaki’s Cashflow Quadrant. While pulling it off the shelf, I heard someone call my name.

It was the young guy from the steam room.

He hadn’t emailed me yet. I’d worried he wasn’t going to.

I thought this must be a sign.

Learning

Teach children to speak.

To read.

To write.

Teach them how to think.

NOT what to think.

Teach them to think critically.

Teach them to ask questions.

Show them how to find answers to their questions.

Nurture their curiosity.

Offer them help when they need it.

Then, for heaven’s sake, get out of their way.

I’m not saying they should be allowed to spend all day on social media.  Or playing video games.

Give them supervision.  Make sure they’re learning something.

Make sure they know the skills they’ll actually need as an adult.

Give them the resources they need.

Don’t force them to memorize a bunch of facts, regurgitate them onto a test, then never use them again.

Help them find their talents and grow them.

Let them run around and play when they need to.  They’ll focus better afterwards.

Don’t turn learning into drudgery.

Someone who loves learning will become a lifelong learner and make a great contribution to the world.

Someone who hates learning will become a dullard who never picks up a book again after they finish school.

I’m intelligent

I could count to 20 when I was two years old.

I could read at a fifth grade level when I was in kindergarten.  At least that’s what my mom says my kindergarten teacher told her.

My senior year in high school I took AP Physics.  We did an experiment on projectile motion.

The experiment used a spring-loaded cannon which would launch a metal ball.  We were supposed to launch it through some hoops.  We had to calculate the right heights for the hoops.

I did the math for our team.  We finished first, and we were the only group to get it right the first time.

I could think of other examples, but I think those are sufficient.

College ≠ SUCCESS

Ray Bradbury’s parents couldn’t afford to send him to college.

Since he couldn’t go to college, he read every book in the town’s public library.

He turned out okay.

If you’re reading this you have access to the greatest library the world has ever known.

Make the most of it.

I don’t want to rush into a new relationship

Don’t worry about finding the right person.  Become the right person.

– Source Unknown

The first step to being the right person is loving yourself.

I’ve hated myself for a long as I can remember.

I’m working on loving myself now.  I feel pretty good about myself now.  I’ve got a lot of bad qualities, but there are a lot of good ones, too.  I can work on the bad ones, and the good ones can always get better.

My relationships with my boys are more important than any romantic relationships right now.  I’m a better father than I’ve been in the past, but there’s still plenty of room for improvement.

I’m not satisfied with a lot of things in my life right now.

I want to be able to go to the temple, and that’s not something I can do right now.  I want to improve my spirituality and get to the temple.

I’ve been doing phone jobs for most of my life.  I hate talking on the phone.  I ‘m burned out and I really need to do something else.

I’m not healthy.  I’m fat.  I go for walks, but not every day.  I don’t eat healthy.  I’m on an antidepressant and blood pressure meds.  I want to get off those.

I need to start reading books on a daily basis.  I want to learn and develop new skills.

I want to be my own boss.  I wants to build websites and make money from those.

I want to be able to afford to support myself, my wife and kids.  I want my mom to be able to stop working.

I don’t feel like I have to self-actualize before pursuing a romantic relationship.  I do want to get moving in the right direction and make some real progress first.

Making the changes I want will make me a different person.  Someone who would fall in love with the man I am now wouldn’t fall in love with the man I want to become.

The woman I really want to marry is someone who’d love that guy.