New Years 2018 message.
This got started in 2008. My, how time flies! This year’s edition is at the end.
Happy New Year, Fellow Freaks!
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January 1, 2008, 12:10 a.m.
I’m doing my own version of partying.
I’m not at a wild New Year’s party. Not in a bar. Not having a $100.00 a plate meal at a restaurant.
Not at Times Square.
I’m at home, in my living room, laptop in hand. I’m doing what I love.
I’m in “The Zone.”
Hey, I know how to have fun! We just got back from a week at Disney World.
So what did you do this New Year’s Eve? Are you reading this about the time I’m sending it?
Whatever it was, did it contribute to your wealth? Your sense of well being? Did you party out of a sense of duty or obligation?
Are you excited about the direction your life is moving?
Is the love here? Or is it on the way?
How about the money?
How about the peace of mind?
How about the health?
Keep reading. I’ve got some thoughts you’re going to want to know about.
We don’t all do things the same way, do we? We don’t think the same way. We don’t feel the same way.
We don’t perceive things the same way.
We all have things we value and things we don’t need to hold onto. Some of us have things we need to let go of!
If we all wanted the same things and did things the same way, we’d all have the same stuff.
And yet we don’t. Some have more, some have less.
Those who have more of the good stuff of life? They manifested it through having a clear vision of it.
And believing they were worthy of it.
And taking themselves seriously enough to have the discipline to stick to a plan to make it happen.
And doing what it takes to keep a state of optimism, gratitude and general sense of joy about their lives.
Those with less? They are just as loved and cherished by the Universe/God/Divine Intelligence/choose your own word.
All they’re missing are the SKILLS to make something happen.
Or perhaps the mentorship of someone who can get them into a better flow.
Or maybe some better information, so they don’t have to make the same mistakes over and over.
Or possibly a healthier environment…a sacred circle of people who will honor their commitment and invite them to contribute their own love and energy.
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In 2008 I invite you to be a FREAK…like me and others who have the commitment…the courage of their convictions.
You know…the ones who smile at “the rules,” then do what they KNOW is right…for themselves.
Maybe you’re already one of these people and are looking to run with a cooler crowd.
What you’re seeing here is ENTHUSIASM and PASSION.
Without apology. No one else is responsible for my success and prosperity. Just me.
And no one else is responsible for yours. You own it, my friend.
It’s 2008. You’re here.
Now…see it all the way through.
With All My Love And Energy,
Larry
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Wow! Ten years worth of New Years Eve notes!
New Years 2018 is just a few minutes away.
Well, it’s actually seven days away at the time I’m typing out these words.
I’m leveraging technology, because my life is way changed from the last time I put this out there.
A new life, about which I’ll go into details soon.
But I’m in a new home in Michigan, which is something I never thought I’d say.
But things change.
If you follow through on a good idea, and find your courage, desire and sense of adventure….
Sometimes it’s gonna hurt like hell.
But then you’ll get to the best stuff.
That describes my 2017.
Nothing is fatal until it actually kills you.
And you’re gonna die anyway.
Do you want to count ceiling tiles and be afraid of a dwindling bank account?
Or do you want to LIVE?
There are lots of ways to make a life.
Don’t let anyone tell you there way is the right one.
I let go of most of the things I knew for the better part of 30 years.
And I’m still working on recovering the best parts that are still lost.
And celebrating that which is new and glorious.
Find what’s right.
You can wait if you want.
But tomorrow isn’t promised.
There’s only today.
New Years 2018.
From new my home and new life in the Detroit ‘burbs…
I wish you the best.
And if you want to run with me, I’ve got space for you.
Peace Out,
Larry