Today after yoga on my hotel towel, thought about my 2 uber drivers yesterday. KEEP READING.
PAUL. A refugee from Congo Africa. His family still in Refugee Camps back “home”. Broke. Living a life in Africa that he needed to escape from. He is young. Maybe my age, but he came here and made a life for himself. He came only with 2 pairs of pants. 1 shirt. No money in his pocket. He has a shot got wound in his leg. No license. No car. No home and was living on the streets his first night. No family. No English. Nothing but the hope and a vision of a better life.
He actually met a business man who gave him $1000, and told him to use it wisely. Stay away from drugs. Stay away from alcohol and get yourself a place to stay. An angel you could say.
Paul works for minimum wage and refuses tips. He taught himself how to speak English watching YOUTUBE videos’. He saves ALL his money, and sends it back home for his family. I was late for dinner because I wanted to know more...
I skipped dinner last night and ate half a bag of dill pickle chips alongside a glass of red wine. I could have ate the entire bag... until I looked at the calories for 14 chips and said.... oh shit I’ve eaten about 100 ... The math started... 100 divided by 14 x 270 Letting it go now.... Letting to go.
One could say that is an epic failure from a health coach. The ladies in my accountability groups will know this is real life here. Chips happen. Our soul needs it sometimes, but what matters is what we do AFTER that failure.
Failure. The stepping stone to success.
I’ve missed out on over $200,000 in quarterly bonuses this year. A goal I set. I failed. A goal I didn’t hit.... yet.
I reflected on this last year. Questions I asked myself:
What’s preventing me from growth?
What’s stopping you?
I missed goals I set for myself, my team, and my business.
I had women quit on their health journeys. I have has coaches quit when they told...
"You get in life what you have the courage to ask for" ~ Oprah Winfrey