Frailty of the Spirit

Being human is an experience. It is one though that I do not relish. I hate how unpredictable people are fueled by their emotions and lack of respect. Disheartening is an understatement. I will never comprehend how you can be infatuated with someone in one moment and then throw them away like common trash the next. The value we place on the lives of others is disgusting. So self absorbed and concerned.Only thinking about yourselves and what you want out of this life. There is so much more that life is about than the material things. Yet you cling to them. You search them out and refuse to stop until you have more and more. When is enough enough? Do you even know? This here will usher in the fall of man. Until you get past you simple thoughts and self focus and bring balance back to this world there will be no hope. 

Man In the Mirror

Whew, Man here we go. Something I have spent a lifetime thinking about. I am digging real deep with these words so bear with me while you read this. A lifetime of thoughts and emotions into one single post. Events of late revealed to me it is time to tell my story. My lessons are a way to teach others to realize who they are and what they are capable of. Too many of us live in fear and afraid of what others think of us. We like to stay in the box that society has created for us. That way people know how to approach us and what to think of us. Perception is everything to so many people and governs daily life. I still fall victim to it sometimes but I fight daily to free my mind of such confining thoughts which leads to destructive behavior. Now let's get to getting. 

What I write here I make no apologies for. I do not filter myself because then I become a puppet and fall victim to the conditioning we are all told is acceptable. I am always respectful and courteous. I always welcome discussion if it comes from a place of respect and the other party is knowledgeable and has a sound argument based on solid evidence and fact. If you come at me with how you feel and what you think without any foundation, I will dismiss you quicker than a woman of color on the Bachelor. Don't try it. 

This week our nation witnessed one of the most deadly shootings in our history. We all have heard about it. We have seen the sympathy and the support. We also have seen the tremendous outpouring of hate and neglect for the Queer community. Yup I said Queer and I will use that term. The LQBTQI and God knows who else is out there is becoming too much. Lets stick to one name and brand it. 

I just find it funny those saying pray for Orlando today were screaming how much they hate Trans and Gay people last week, but I digress. Telling me you are praying for me is like saying the old southern saying of "Bless your heart". We all know that is the polite old lady way of saying F you LOL. Take it as you please but with me if you say I'm praying for you I will return that prayer to you my friend. Get where I am going. Be authentic. Show me what you are doing to show compassion. Write a message of hope and inspiration. Get out and do consistent work and lead by example. Stop building these mega churches and monstrosities. Bro if you think that is God you are learning the wrong lesson. Jesus used to hang with people like me. The real folks who were on a path of learning and spirituality. The ones who lived in the world but had a relationship with the Big Man upstairs. He got that. Not the ones who relished in their religion, danced for their own glory and made sure everyone knew how Holy and Sanctified they were. He spoke of these people they were called Pharisees. Remember them? Read up again kiddos and see who you look the most like. 

Now let's get to me and my struggle. No I don't like the word struggle. I will say awakening. From childhood I knew I was different. I did not fit into the box I was supposed to fit in. I was always smarter, more intelligent and just good at things. Things I wasn't the best at I worked hard and became a contender. Oh man writing this is harder than I thought it would be. There is a level of vulnerability when you put yourself and life out for the world to see. You risk being judged, criticized and open yourself up for attack when you are this vulnerable. However, I know it is something I have to do and just got to roll with it. Sexuality is something that is fluid. We are taught it is dirty, a no no and the thing we don't like to address. That is wrong. How did we all get here? Somebody has to get it on. Its natural and we need to learn to not be so ashamed of what makes us who we are. 

Now with saying that there is this teaching that we are wired to be attracted to the opposite sex only and anything else is an anomaly. Here is what I don't get. If we are all created in the image of God and designed from his master design how can a person who loves someone of their own sex be an error? Yes we get into the whole choice thing, etc. but lets dive into that. Most think of me as the guy who had everything. Before I came out to my family and friends I was seen as an inspiration and everyone wanted to know how everything I touched turned to gold. Now I wish you could be me. To see the faces of old classmates and family when they look at me. They couldn't careless about what I have done in my life, how I barely made it out of law school, how I went to school full time, worked during the day and worked overnight, how I struggled to pay my bills and get by. How through all the adversity and trials I made it and become the first person in my family to accomplish one of the highest degrees to date. I passed the bar on my first attempt when I was told by my school I would fail and should probably not do it. Nope. They look at me like I am broken. Like something is wrong with me. They don't have to say it. You can see and feel it. I try not to dwell on it but it hurts. Some are more vocal and make sure you know how they feel and that is fine. I choose here to quiet my soul and not let the rage take over. I know what I can do and if I was that man many lives would be ruined right now. But I travel the high road. I even had one family member I helped with an issue and he told me that even though the family says such things about me, most of whom I have helped and never said anything to my face about me being me, that I was okay in his book. That hit me hard. I said damn. I got where he was coming from but that there was tough. I am still me. The same kid who grew up with you. Who played with you as a kid. Who shared those birthdays, family reunions, soccer games and football glory days. I just stopped living a lie. 

I fought my whole life trying to figure out who I was. I had to go on a journey to figure that out. i knew that me staying in a private school that I couldn't find it there. That was tough. My perception of the world was forever changed. I saw the religious for who they really are. I started to question and I was rejected. I used to sit in my dorm room at night so confused and fragile. Constantly ridiculed on campus but thank goodness I had great friends and my grandparents close to be there for me. I will always be grateful to them for that. One night my Sophomore year of college I was laying in bed one night in Ornelas Hall and broke into tears. I asked God what is wrong with me? Why did you make me this way? Why did you subject me to a life of being constantly hated and pushed away for being who I am? Then God spoke to me in the clearest voice. He said there is nothing wrong with you. I made you that way for a reason. I took the deepest comfort and solace in that. I could finally stop living this made for TV movie and figure out who the hell I am. 

So when people say being gay is a choice, you are right. You have a choice to live a lie or live in your truth. I have always found other guys attractive. Now let me clarify something so that some of you reading this don't get all crazy and weird. Just because another person of your sex finds other people of that sex attractive does NOT mean they find you attractive. Okay? If you aren't a looker to women dudes and they are not clawing at your door to get them draws guess what? I am probably right there with them. Aight, now that that is settled let's move on. I swore to myself I would never ever marry someone just to convince others I am living the prescribed life for me. That would not be fair to my wife and children. I would always want to know what if and if I strayed from that path I could not forgive myself. You can say whatever you want about me but one thing you cannot call me is a liar. I have tried my best to be honest and straight forward with everyone. Its easier that way. 

Now its out there but just because you think I am gay that isn't exactly the truth. Do I still find women beautiful? Yes. Do I find transgender people both FTM and MTF beautiful? Yes. Honestly I am about the connection with the person. I honestly do not care what life you life as long as you live in your own truth. There is nothing more attractive than a person who is confident and strong with who they are. Nothing. And honestly what I do with my life is my business. Like RuPaul says "If they ain't paying your bills, don't pay them heifers no mind."

I wrote all of this to make a point. This shooting this week could have been avoided. This tortured soul was fighting this battle. How can I honor my God and still be true to myself? He was living under the perception that God comes from religion. Wrong. Religion can be a good tool to lead you to God but Religion without spirituality is government. Think on it. I learned that and I am loving my spiritual journey. Being able to be free to learn and study without the confinements and being in this tiny box is so liberating. I know so so so so many men and women who want to be free and just love how they feel but cannot because of what others would do to them. Names tarnished and tossed in the dirt. Their lives could be destroyed. If you are one of these people and just need someone to talk to please reach out to me. Everything is completely confidential and even if you want I can throw some Attorney Client Privilege on it. Remember we are Attorneys and Counselors at Law. Some of us aren't as good at the counseling part but I think I do a damn good job. 

Am I afraid of the judgment and having my soul cast into the everlasting fire pit of hell to burn for eternity? Boy bye. Man I cannot wait to begin teaching so many things that are contrary to the mainstream unquestioned and unchallenged belief systems. Some call it dangerous and sacrilegious. Well they said the same thing about women and colored people voting. About opposite races marrying. We can go on and on. There is no deception in the truth. Strip those chains and begin to feel. Connect with God truly and let God speak to you, not those decades of conditioning. You can think outside of what is being sold to you. You are allowed to feel. It is not perverted and dangerous. It is life. Live it. 

Too many of us leave this world with regrets and asking what if. I will not. I will say I tried and I lived this life of mine. I did everything I could and experienced what I wanted to. If just half of ya'll spent your time working on your own spiritual life and figuring out who you were I can testify that you wouldn't have any time to spend talking about how others live their lives. So before you decided to share this post and say "You see what he wrote? You know he talking about us!" or investing hours tearing someone down, how about you refocus that energy in building someone or yourself up. Stop running around here all high and mighty with those proverbial sticks up your butts. You actually might start enjoying your life and guess what people might even start to like you. Voodoo. I know. All about perspective. Marinate on that kiddos. On that note I bid you all a good night. 

Be Blessed. 

Justin 

Rebuilding

I wasn't intending to write this post at all but it is necessary. Its funny how things happen to bring out the right things at the right time. The past two days I have been being feeling on edge and unsettled. I decided to go dance last night at Zumba to get things back on track. Great class and after I was invigorated all night. This meant a hard time getting to sleep. I caught up on my latest Dance Moms episode and saw that Fuller House was being released on Netflix tonight. 2am rolled around and boom there it was. I started to watch and wow. So many memories. I got 3/4 of the way through and decided to call it a night. All of this will connect soon so keep reading. I am laying the puzzle pieces out slowly.

Work has been crazy to say in the least this week. So much confusion. I also was told after 3 months of interviewing I was passed over for another position. I am not upset but disappointed. I hate wasting time. Americans are too systematically polite and it causes too much confusion instead of saying no from the get. My current employer let us know that we would receive an email when to come in today due to technical issues. At 9:30am it finally came in and 11am arrival time. I opted out and will return Monday once things even out and they figure out what they need to do. Also this weekend I am judging a ton of cheer tryouts and will be heading to Houston to move out the last of my stuff.

About a week ago I called my mom and asked about the pups. She said they are fine and missing me. I miss them so much and I know our reunion is coming soon. But I am worried. Soon I will have my own place and a job. I will have to again take care of them by myself. I am terrified. The last time almost broke me. I was so overwhelmed and hurt. Now they stay outside so much at mom's and have someone to watch them most of the day. They are rarely crated and I am going to have to put them back into that life. Yes I can hire a sitter, walker, and send them to daycare but I feel I need to be there for them. Also my student loans are kicking in faster than I expected so everything is solely on me. Two years ago it was different. I can take care of me alone but now I have two defenseless beings who depend on me for everything. Its terrifying.

Now the connection. Today since I decided to stay in and prepare for the weekend I watched the last of Fuller House while eating breakfast. DJs family was preparing to leave and she was stressed out dealing with her three kids, all of their activities, moving, work and just life. She broke down and said she was terrified how she was going to make this work. I began to tear up during this part and literally cried for the next ten minutes because the emotions came rolling in like a wave. This was me. Everything she was experiencing and going through was my life exactly. Having her husband die and being left alone to run their worlds on her own. Its hard and exhausting. You can only be a super hero for so long. Her family stepped up to help and it is going to shape up to be a good season. I have had that and I am so thankful but I am beyond scared to be alone again. I never thought I would ever say that. I know I will find a way to make it but man I can't describe how terrified I am. Part of it is that I haven't fully healed yet. I don't know if I ever will only time will tell.

Stepping into this huge unknown is mystifying. I don't know how to feel. I am excited, scared, and apprehensive. Nothing is taking shape yet it is. Faith and hope can only take you so far. Sometimes you need a little solid evidence to show you guess what its getting better.

Despicable Me

I can tell you that this will be one of the rawest posts I have ever written. True vulnerability. But in order to change my life I have to put it out there in full honesty to bring the things in the dark to light.

Today was a hard day. It was trying. It was cold but I wasn't too cold. I was actually sweating when I went shopping this evening. My body didn't feel right. Something was off. I don't feel healthy. I don't feel like my body is operating right. That's because it isn't and it is telling me that I need to do something about it now. Time is up. Crisis mode is here. You have maxed out all of your IOUs, tomorrows and just one more days Justin. You are out of shape. You are morbidly obese. You are fat. You have to change your mindset to make a change. You have some muscle yes, but you have more fat than muscle so you have to change how you see yourself. Let go of the false image you see in your head and think that you are fine and one day you will make the change. Today I broke. Today hurt. I realized I am dying. I am literally killing myself. I probably have diabetes but I am scared to check. I know I have high blood pressure. My blood sugar is probably pure red liquid sugar.

I got ready this morning and put on my jeans. They were tight because I washed them. I then tied my shoes. It was touch getting down there because of my gut. I hate it. My back hurts. My feet hurt. I hate how my clothes fit. The shirts are too short in the front and I feel the wind against my belly. My sweatshirt will not stay down in the back because when I walk my pants ride up. Ugh I hate it. I want to be comfortable in my own skin. I workout. I lift weights and do cardio. But it is not enough. The problem is that I have no discipline. I am not consistent. My life has been a living crisis for the past two years. I need stability. I need a base of operations so I can get to work on me. Always something else to deal with and handle. But things are better. I know now now much of an emergency I am now.

The problems are that I don't eat enough. I skip meals. I don't take my supplements. I eat dirty shit. Fried, sugar addiction, crap. I don't feed my body and now I have this blubber of a mess called a body to show for it. Nothing fits and I hate buying new clothes that are huge. Today I went to Kohl's and got new pants. Three sizes bigger than I should be. I went into the dressing room to try them on so I wouldn't waste money yet again on something I can't wear. They fit. I made eye contact with myself in the mirror. I was hot, sweaty, irritable, and annoyed. I held back the tears. How did I get here again man? Why? I can't blame Steve anymore. This is all me. My fault. My sin. My burden. My shame. I don't hate myself. I love myself. I have that self love because I know that I need and want the change. Life is so much harder being larger. Riding the train is uncomfortable. The chairs are work are a nightmare. Going to dance classes hurt. My feet get so sore and I can't move like I used to. I can't bring myself to teach again until I feel like I look the part. I don't have to be perfect but I have to drop weight first to get my body into teaching mode.

On the ride home from the store I realized I was disappointed in myself. I about cried 10x the whole night but I can't. This is who I am for now. I have a mission to complete. I have to fight my addiction for sugar. Fuck your fast foods. No more sweet tea, sweet drinks and desserts. I have to say no. No more bread and heavy items. Fried foods? Naw bro. Well in moderation after I make progress. I need green foods. Fruits and veggies. I have a plan man. I have to stick to it. I want to feel and look better. I feel like I have aged 10 years because of this. Thank God for the beard because my face is so round and plump now. I hate how my body is shaped. I gain weight in the weirdest spots. I don't feel attractive and have no passion to date anyone or even meet them because I don't like what I have to offer. I feel like the cheapest grade of ground beef out there full of fat when I should be God damn lean chuck shit!

It's okay. I won't buy into the crap we tell ourselves as Americans. Its ok to be unhealthy and overweight. No it isn't. I want a good long life. Healthy and strong. Fat is whack. Ain't that was Whitney said. I am better than tis version of me. Something for the last six months has been in my head saying go run. Just go run and start running. Everything will fall into place. I am so scared though. I don't want to be the fat guy everyone looks at on the street running. But I have to eat my pride and do this shit. I miss my clothes. I hate wearing things that only stretch so I can fit them. I hate blending in with the other obese folks in america. This isn't me. I got to let all of this go and now. Its time. Its been time. But now I am ready.

Enter The Winter Solstice

As the incense burns my mind opens. My heart calms and I can begin. My spirit has been urging me to write today.  I was sitting at the office and I have been drawn to do this therefore it has to happen. I have no idea what words will appear here but I will just let my mind and soul flow and see what comes of it. So if these words some foreign or untamed, good. Appreciate that. Take a moment to absorb the message and understand. Break your traditional concepts and theories. Read this passage outside of the box. Stop trying to categorize everything and just feel the words as you take them in. You will understand and have a completely different experience if you let go.

We are entering the Winter Solstice. This is the time of the year where we have the shortest day and longest night of the transpiring. In a way it is a parallel to my year. Little light and a great deal of darkness. So lost, confused, hurt and abandoned. So many lows and so much pain. But now I am beginning to heal. Slowly. It needs to be slow. I need to rebuild myself into the person I am destined to be. This will take time. I need to appreciate the process. I need to understand why each thing is happening. Many spiritual leaders who have spoken to me have told me that I have always followed my heart. It has always led me on the right path and I need to continue to do that. I have a great destiny to fulfill. This time has taught me many lessons to shape and mold me. I have transcended the person I was each time shedding a layer and going deeper into a sense of self awareness and understanding.

The hardest part to explain to people who do not understand the process is the location. Why back and forth? If I truly knew I would tell you. But I do feel that is coming to an end. I see this anchor in my mind and have this deep yearning to go home. Until I get there my life will not have peace and this pain will not cease. I am not where I need to be. Imagine a fish trying to survive on the land when he needs water to survive. That is me. I sacrificed my water so that another could grow. It took me to the point of self destruction. Now I have the opportunity to do what I need for me without apologies and regret. I know where I need to be. I know where I need to go. It is already written and things are lining up to bring me there. Then I can begin my true work and start to shape myself to my higher purpose.

So many people tell me your life confuses me. Good. I am not to be understood by those who are not ready to understand. Have you tried to learn organic chemistry before you have taken Intro to Chem or Biology? No. There are concepts you need to master before you can move on. I am one of those. To the untrained mind this might come off as arrogant and prideful but that is the furthest from the truth. I am saying that when you only try to see what's on the surface and not dive deeper you will be confused and frustrated.

I don't question their lives because it is none of my business. Few truly know me and have seen me fully vulnerable. Those who understand see a different layer of me because they take the time to calm their minds and remove all the junk we are fed daily by the media and society. The see the struggle and comprehend the lessons from it. I am meant to teach and guide those lost along their journey. I have a spiritual gift where I can see and feel the pain, sorrow, joy and basically anything another person is going through. You can imagine it is a great gift and burden. I have to prepare myself mentally to go places because when I am out the anxious, chaotic and reckless energy is everywhere. It makes me so nervous and it is hard to absorb. I still have to master how to deflect all of that and walk in my own thoughts and feelings without taking on that of others. So I would rather stay home and enjoy an intimate evening with friends discussing moments over some wine instead of clubbing or partying. The thrill is gone.

I have made some goals for myself for 2016. It is a very important year. Time is up. I have to act. The first purpose is what I call the March to 80. What is that? 80 pounds have to go. I have to shed this weight. I never understood why it kept piling on then it hit me. Protection. I have been so hurt and used the past five years my body is terrified to let go of the weight. It feels I need to stay safe and keep it. I have to let it go and with that a lifetime of emotions and toxins. It is literally killing me. Its time to let it go. I have to do it for me. The drive is back. Its an obsession. I have been drawn to run for months now and I know that is how I will accomplish this task. I have to do it. I know where to go and who to help me along the way. It will be difficult. There will be tears, pain and hurt but I can start to peel away the layers of myself and once I am done see the man who has always been aside so scared to show himself.

Next I will do the things I want to do that give my heart joy. I miss and love dancing. A lot. It makes me sad I have lost that and I need it back. I want to share my photography skills with those who deserve it. I have done shoots I shouldn't have done and the end results frustrated me because my heart wasn't in it. I want to cook and create new things. I love sharing the amazing meals I have prepared with love with those I care about. I finally want to clean. I think I will take two clients each week and clean their homes as a side business. One day I would love to own my own cleaning service and Washateria. I love making dirty things clean. I bring order to chaos. I am a Libra. I need balance. I stand between the dark and the light. I am grey. If you know where that last statement comes from you will be my best friend.

So here it is. Written for all to see. I am a broken man healing. I am not perfect. I wanted to give up when I was torn apart and felt I had nothing left to give. I had to realize that I needed to live for me. It is fine to say no. I can ask for forgiveness and say I made a mistake and come home humbled and inspired. I miss joy. Hope. I see you. Thank you for coming back. You never left but my grief caused my eyes and heart to swell clouding my vision. I'm going home. Soon I can sit down as the sun hits my skin and I can say it is going to be okay. I am at peace and I can begin my work. The time is now.

Light in Darkness

Yesterday I had the opportunity to sit down and speak to someone about life. She was able to help me understand a few things and get life back on track. She pulled me out of the darkness and was able to help me start the healing process. As soon as I finished speaking with her I had a huge test. I went to wash my truck and for some odd reason my truck decided to lock unexpectedly. It has never done that before. My keys, wallet and phone were right there in front of me. Locked in my truck and no way to get them. So I had to ask for help. Two hours and $65 later I was able to get home. Long day was an understatement.

I can tell you that during those two hours of not being distracted I started to think and hard. Your mind goes to some very hard places when you have to face reality. It started off as it will be okay. Then I started to question why were all these horrible things happening. I had done good things and have tried my best to help others when they needed it. Then I felt I was cursed and God hated me. Then it went to maybe there is no God and if He is there why would be keep rewarding those who do bad deeds and punish those who bring light to the world? I just didn't understand. I went into a moment of numbness waiting. I sat in the bed of the truck and decided to enjoy the nice weather and soak in the beautiful warm sun. Then I began to worry. If the locksmith did not arrive soon then there would be a new beast to tackle: darkness. When the sun sets the temp drops and fast. I had just left the gym so I was rocking a sleeveless shirt and was mighty sweaty. I only had a workout towel around my neck while I was wiping down the truck. I put in over my shoulders because the cold was coming. I decided to stand up and get moving. With no way to contact anyone and no knowing if help was coming it was rough. I was told the locksmith would be 45 minutes. Two hours later he arrives. He apologized and let me know that due to an apartment fire near by that he was really delayed. He tried his best to make it even taking back roads but he was blocked. I told him I wasn't going anywhere and glad he just arrived. After about 3 minutes to prying he got the truck open. I thanked him, paid and got moving. My sister sent our friend over to make sure I was fine. She arrived just as I was leaving.

I got home and just sat. I hadn't eaten all day and just felt numb. Its a weird feeling. I wasn't sad, upset, tired or irritated, I was just done. Done with being broken. Done with feeling like no one would help me. Done feeling stranded and abandoned. Done giving my everything to everyone else and then being shit out of luck. I learned this day I can still do great things but I am not meant to live a simple life. I am not meant to fit in. I am meant to ruffle feathers, to speak out, to call people out on their shit but to do it in love and be assertive. You can correct without being a dick. Not many know how to do that. So now I am faced with a deep hard task of rebuilding my life. No resources and from scratch. My life is gone. Years of stuff disappeared and with the bare minimum. I just need to find out where to go. The Philippines not happening seems to be a blessing in disguise. I do not understand how a nation and people could be so corrupt and stand for it. How people can just wait and wait for things to happen because someone refuses to do their jobs. How people will let capitalism run their lives and even cause others to lose their lives and livelihood. Where you can promise the world but refuse to act when the time comes. That is apart of their culture which is so foreign and illogical to me. But this is just a small part of the world we live in.

After I ate something I came into myself and got to work. I began to write again about topics close to my heart. I remembered why I wanted this damn HR degree and started to write posts about issues in HR on Linkedin. Some of them won't make me friends with the recruiters and hiring managers, but its the truth. I realized I was trying to play their game and not make my own way. Hence why I continued to fail. I need to redraw my game plan. Be true to myself and my words. I know what I am saying is right and have empirical evidence to support it so I am going. I refuse to just accept what I will get. I am in control of my life and destiny and have to put me first. I have a plan. I am just throwing job darts and see what lands. Got a lead? Shoot it my way. Let me talk to those hiring managers and recruiters. Let me tell my story and get connected. Once I speak to a kindred spirit I am set.

These times of late have been hard. So much heart break and disappointment. So many lies and selfishness. So much self sacrifice and burden. The weight of the world is so hard to carry for this 31 year old man. But I see the load is about to lighten and I will step into my destiny. I am coming out of the wilderness. I want to go home. It burns my soul. I want to go back to Dallas and finish what I started. I want to put my roots there and begin to change that city. I want to help bring diversity and inclusion to a city where looks matter and who can sweet talk you the best wins. We have to change our focus. We need to hone in on education, knowledge and empowerment. One of the greatest moments I had last year was going into my old elementary school and letting this children know that they too have the power of knowledge. You can learn everything that their small minds can handle and excel. Its okay to be smart and intelligent. Don't buy into the hype that being smart isn't cool. Stay strong. We need good leaders because the path we are going down now is destined for failure.

Something for me

It is time to rebuild. For that to start I have to forgive and let go. After writing that last post I have spent the day resting and calming my mind and spirit. Then everything clicked. I know how to harvest my inner power and get things rolling. I know what I want and need. Now it is time for me to harvest that power I lost so long ago and make things happen. Here is to the future.

The Winners Creed:

(“The Winner’s Creed” is based on some of the affirmations found in Napoleon Hill’s book “Think and Grow Rich”; it comes from an older Tony Robbins’ event manual, from Life Mastery, Hawaii.)

I know that I have the ability to achieve my definite purpose in life:
therefore I demand of myself, persistent, continuous action towards
its attainment and I here and now promise to render such action.
I fully realize that no wealth or position will long endure
unless it is built upon truth and justice;
therefore I will engage in no transaction which does not benefit
all to whom it effects.
I am succeeding by attracting to myself the forces I wish to use
and the cooperation of other people.
I induce others to serve me because of my willingness to serve others.
I eliminate hatred, envy, jealousy, selfishness, cynicism, anger, and fear
by developing a true love for all humanity,
because I know that a negative attitude towards others
will never bring me success.
I cause others to believe in me because I believe in them
and believe in myself.
This is my creed, my quest.
To never stop striving for the top.
To always keep moving forward.
To always be the very best I can be.
I am the power. I am the magic. I cannot be stopped. I am a winner.
I promise to always be true to myself
because I am the creator and master of my universe
and I am responsible for making a positive difference in the world
and to the quality of life in it.
I live in constant and never-ending improvement.