I like to fantasize as much as the next guy.
That’s not true. I like to fantasize a lot more than most people I know.
So I just saw a question online… If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you choose?
You would think that would be easy and fun one to play with. But really, not as much as you think.
Here’s the thing…anywhere that you want to live means you have to be the person who matches the environment.
And as cool as it seems to detach from all the other things, my personal brand of fantasizing needs to have context to it.
So if I say I want to live in Key West, my next question will be where? Condo? Villa? Apartment? Mansion?
And then my brain will go to, how will I maintain the lifestyle folks have in Key West?
Which of course leads to who must they become to maintain that lifestyle? I just have a really hard time plopping myself down in the middle of an environment without the consciousness to be there.
Sure, it’s a bit of a buzz kill as far as indulging in the fantasy.
But at the same time it’s exactly the type of imagination that turns things from fantasy into reality.
And that really means what I don’t do is fantasize.
A fantasy allows you to detach from any possible reality. It’s a fragmented little dreamscape. It’s escapism.
And there’s nothing wrong with a little escapism. It’s a nice little stress reducer. It’s what folks do when they sit around the Thanksgiving table, dividing up their lottery winnings among the extended family.
It’s cool, so long as you don’t actually believe that’s how your life is going to turn out.
A vision is what an architect does. They play with a the big picture of something. But then they go about creating the infrastructure to make it happen. They make sure it’s on a firm foundation. And that there’s proper access to water, and electricity. And they make sure the proper permits are in place, so the structure is in line with the norms of everything else that’s around it.
Then they build it carefully, to last forever. Or at least as long as they plan on staying.
It reminds me of an early network marketing training I attended…this was twelve or so years ago. The trainer went around the room and had people say where they wanted to wind up in this particular company’s pay plan.
All of them, except for one said they wanted to be at the very top.
At the time, there were 15 people in the company, out of more than a million who were at this level.
The only one who didn’t? Yeah…that was me.
Not because I didn’t want to make a lot of money. I did.
And not because I didn’t think I could grow into the skills and consciousness that would create it.
I just wasn’t willing to make the two hundred percent commitment I knew it took to get to that level. I knew other things were a-callin’.
And yes, I also saw the road littered with the dead bodies of those who said they wanted it all.
But I digress. Back to the “if you could live anywhere” question…
Yes, you can live anywhere you want. There’s no such thing as can’t.
But having the awareness and consciousness to do it- and the habits – that’s another story.
Because the villa in France is populated with people who come from old money. It’s handed down from generation to generation.
And with people who crack the code…not only of creating a major leveraged income, but of taking on the consciousness to keep it.
They know how to manage that kind of fortune. They know how to staff their villa, and to hire the right people to supervise the staff. And the right accountants and auditors to make sure the people they hired are doing their jobs.
And they know enough about it themselves to ask the right questions and look for the right answers.
You get the idea.
Sorry…didn’t mean to rain on your parade.
If you could live anywhere in the world, how would you want to live?
Who would you want to be?
And then yeah…where would you do it?
So…if you could live anywhere, where would you want to live?
And what are you willing to grow into to make it happen?
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