Dreams of a kid

What did you dream of as a kid? (I’m interested to find out what dreams you had as a kid, so please email me. I’m planning of making up a Top 20 list…)

As a kid, I had all kinds of dreams…

• I dreamt of being a member of G-Force.
• I dreamt of being an ordinary person with a superhero secret identity. I dreamt that I would spend all my day hours rescuing people with my awesome M.A.S.K. car.
• I dreamt that I was the daughter of Matt Trakker, who was rich and a superhero, the leader of M.A.S.K. (even though he had a son in the cartoon…)
• I dreamt of becoming a fighter jet pilot.
• When I started wearing glasses, I dreamt of becoming a helicopter pilot instead – specifically, an Airwolf helicopter pilot.
• I dreamt of living in a log cabin in the woods in the mountains (with Jan-Michael Vincent and playing the cello with him?).
• I dreamt of becoming a veterinarian.
• I dreamt of being a Gold-winning Olympic swimmer who was also a secret superhero.
• I dreamt of owning and driving a Honda Accord. (Hey, it was a big thing where I came from because my family didn’t own a car and it was extremely expensive to even own a dinky little Subaru Justy!)
• I dreamt that I was Laura in Remington Steele, working with Pierce Brosnan.
• In a culture where families live together under the same roof, even after marriage, my best friend and I dreamt of getting an apartment together and getting 2 dogs. We’d name the dogs Oxford and Cambridge, and the rooms London and England.
• When I got older, I dreamt of finding the cure to save the world. (I went into Medicinal Chemistry thanks to “Medicine Man”, starring Sean Connery.)
• I dreamt of riding a motorcycle.
• I dreamt that I’d marry a Flyers hockey player (the star of the team) and that he’d win the Stanley Cup.

As you can see, I had some crazy dreams. Some have come true – I love my Accord, and don’t tell my mom about me and motorcycles… Some dreams will be coming true in the future – like being the rich secret superhero, rescuing people from the prison of no financial freedom, and helping build stronger families. And sadly, some dreams have been buried– I am resigned to the fact that I will never become a member of G-Force or M.A.S.K (sniff sniff), nor will I become an Olympic swimmer. Yet some of the dead dreams were replaced with something even better, like my awesome husband. (Hon, you’re such a warrior and you beat Jan-Michael Vincent and the Flyers hands down.) I even have new dreams now, and they keep me going. In fact, they get me pretty excited about Life. Someone once said something like the following, “When your dreams are bigger than your problems, you will keep moving forward.”

Am I the only one who feels sad that many of us have had amazing and marvelous dreams as kids and we’ve let them die? And worse yet, we’ve allowed ourselves to shrink our remaining dreams? As an adult, do you have any dreams left?

Are not dreams the stuff (not fluff) of life? Why do we allow ourselves to smother our dreams? Why do you let others steal your dreams, and listen to them tell you that you can’t do it? I’m going to say it to you today, “You can!”

Your dreams may change the way they look over the years, but don’t give them up. What would the 10 year-old You say about the You today? Would that 10 year-old ask, “What happened to me? Did I sell myself out? Am I really such a loser?” I say to you, get back your dreams! And then pursue them! And when the going gets tough, dream bigger and get tougher!

You have one life to live – make it worthwhile and make good choices.

Carpe Diem!

"Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises." – Demosthenes

Hmm… So if I started the little 5k training for running, I’m going to win the Olympic Marathon? Okay, maybe not. But let’s examine Demosthenes’ statement…

For all who have had the opportunity to go to (and finish) school, regardless of the level attained, you’ve been offered jobs, which theoretically could lead you up to being CEO. (We all know about glass ceilings, but for all intents and purposes of feeling out this post, we naively assume that glass ceilings are non-existent and difficult work environments/situations are not factors.) So “small opportunities” = going to school, working hard, getting a job, completing projects/assignments in half the expected time, getting promotion after promotion, developing leadership skills; “great enterprises” = becoming CEO, leader of a company.

Another example, Boy meets Girl somewhere and they strike up a conversation. And next thing they know, they’ve been talking for hours, so Boy asks Girl out. Girl accepts and after some period of time, Boy and Girl become Husband and Wife. They start a family. They have grandkids. So “small opportunities” = they meet, they converse, she accepts a date (and then more dates), she accepts the marriage proposal, etc; “great enterprises” = they raise kids, who decide to follow the same path and then raise kids of their own. Next thing you know, there’s a whole clan from that one Boy and one Girl.

How about You meet Someone/Friend and find out You have what they’re looking for? You offer your help, maybe make a referral. Maybe you end up developing a strong friendship and Someone/Friend’s life is changed – maybe it was a health supplement which improved the quality of life, or an extra stream of income, or some counsel to strengthen their marriage… Maybe through a business of referrals, Someone/Friend makes extra money through meeting more Someone (Else)/Friends and offering some help they need. So “small opportunities” = You meeting Someone/Friend, You have what they need, You offer it to them, Someone/Friend meets Someone Else/Friend and offers the help that is needed, etc.; “great enterprises” = lasting friendships, changed lives, big booming business.

Demosthenes’ statement is exactly what we do in our business. We offer the opportunity to earn money, and/or save money, and/or save time. The startup costs are low (read “very low-risk”, aka small opportunity) but the potential is unlimited (aka great enterprise). Little opportunities to meet people at their needs can result in deep, lasting friendships. Little opportunities to offer some help can result in thousands of changed lives. Little opportunities add up to great opportunities, and great opportunities multiply into great enterprises. Isn’t that exciting??

What little opportunities are you missing out on? Open your eyes and minds, and carpe diem!

Day 16 of the 5k Training

I’ve been really good keeping with the 5k training schedule since we started doing it 2 weeks ago. Everyday; sometimes running even on a designated rest day. Well, I was really good… Today was a running day and we skipped the running. In our defense, I have to say that it was for a really good reason (despite our kin in Texas laughing at us) – the temperature was a crazy 96 degrees and the Heat Index was over 100 degrees. It didn’t feel a whole lot cooler when I opened the back door around 9pm… Yeesh!!

I have to say that I might actually begin to like running, but it’s still a very distant last place from swimming and biking… It is free though (no membership required and no crazy startup costs). And this training program really isn’t bad. It’s actually pretty good. I mean, come on, I’m doing it! I’m actually running! So here’s my encouragement to all fellow non-runners: If I can do it, so can you!

In the words of Nike,

"Just Do It"

(And in my words, “Make sure you take your XS Energy Drinks, Nutrilite Rhodiola, Nutrilite Double X, etc.”)

(Fighting) Health Insurance Companies

Life is always full of ups and downs, and often together with two-steps-forward-and-one-step-back. Being self-employed, one gets to deal with much more than the average person who works for somebody. Health insurance is one such thing. It often seems like there's more regress than progress in these areas… It is not my nature, nor my intention, to do a smear campaign though I am very inclined to speak truth. After much thought, I decided that you can figure out the name of the company… with some help. This blog is about life, and this is something that happened in mine. (Mind you, my emotional response is long gone and therefore I can calmly write about it now…)

A couple of months ago, I had done a whole bunch of research into obtaining health insurance for my hubby and myself. Between a tight budget and something labeled as a pre-existing condition, our choices were pretty limited. Still, we found something that reasonably compromised our needs and limitations. Our client-minded agent had even contacted this particular Underwriting department to make sure that I had a good chance of being approved despite my “pre-existing condition” (which by the way is just about non-existent anymore). So through our agent, we applied for the policy, which is underwritten by G*ld*n R*l* Insurance Company (based in Illinois and underwrites for at least 3 health insurance companies) at the end of June and then waited…

Long story short, GR had contracted a vendor to request my medical records (which I did much follow up with both GR and my doctor’s office to make sure they were faxed immediately) and the vendor didn’t pass it on after receiving it. Repeated phonecalls to GR did nothing. Due to “the way the phone system is [set up]”, I couldn’t be transferred to Underwriting, nor could I even speak with a Customer Service Manager. Customer Service was basically the messenger service for the Underwriting Department, and a response would take up to 48hours. (Incidentally, I never received a single one.) I told our agent about it, and he pursued the matter with GR on our behalf.

We received finally a response on the last day of July. The phonecall from our agent started with, “L, I have some news for you. Let me just say that I’m not happy with it.”

The bunch of baloney from GR included:

• a rider to not cover bee stings (how ridiculous is that?? Does that mean that if you've broken a bone before, you'll never be covered for another broken bone?)
• the choice to keep the effective date in June or change the effective date and pay the rate hike
• bumping from the Preferred Rate to Standard Rate
• (here’s the biggest lunacy of all) not insuring me because there is a 2-year clearance period for my condition

That last “reason” really bothered me. Okay, even though access to the information about clearance periods is limited to certain departments, why didn’t the underwriter tell our agent when he spoke with him/her??? That one statement would have saved our agent and us from even making the application back in June!

Maybe I’m spoiled with the way our business does business with customers, business-owners and other companies we work with. We would never jerk someone around like that, especially a customer. Our focus is always: How can we serve the Customer or Business-owner and how can we serve them better? Is it so wrong to expect that from businesses we deal with on a personal level? I feel absolutely insulted as a customer, and ashamed and horrified at such practices as a business-owner.

Let me be clear in saying that the Customer Service Reps were not the problem; rather, it is the Company’s various policies related to the way they conduct business. I’m thankful that we found out how they treat potential customers before getting approved and then having to submit a claim.

(I guess I'm still venting a little...)

Needless to say, we withdrew our application, demanded our refund, and are looking for someone else. We’re exercising our choice to pick someone worthy of our money.

Me -- Run a 5k??

Okay, so I felt “inspired” to write more tonight…

When we attended the product expo at a business function in Portland, OR last month, we came across an awesome brochure – “12 weeks to running your first 5k”. The training schedule is meant to help the beginner (non-runner in my case) make exercise habitual and eventually do enough to be able to run a 5k, like the Avia OC Marathon on Jan 6, 2008. The guy who developed this is a running/sports Hall of Famer, and the last American to win the Boston Marathon – Greg Meyer. He is a Team Nutrilite coach; Nutrilite is our awesome Health line. (You can purchase it at our business website.)

Anyway, I mentioned all that just to preface the fact that I’m attempting this training now. No, it’s not because I want to run a 5k. In fact, I don’t even like running. I’m a swimmer and like most swimmers, I can’t run. (It’s a whole other blog entry to address why I think swimmers can’t run…)

So why in the world am I subjecting myself to it then? Well, for one, I need to lose a little weight so that I don’t have to buy a new wardrobe of clothes. (Hey, in the last 9 months, there was Thanksgiving, Christmas, Chinese New Year, and 2 trips to the eating capital of the world – Singapore. Of course I put on weight!!) For another, I need exercise. Lastly, I wanted to do it just so that I can encourage someone else to, and prove that it can be done. Email me if you’re interested in a copy of this training.

In the meanwhile, I’m going to scrounge up something from the fridge and rest my protesting body…

Motivation & Motive Part II -- What's your dream?

Life is not wreckage to be saved out of the world, but an investment to be used in the world. – Anonymous

That one sentence could sum up what we’re trying to do. We’re teaching folks how to leverage time and money to regain their freedom (ie. do what they want when they want – legally, morally, and ethically, of course!) so that they can then focus on what’s truly important. All too often, people either have time and no money, or money and no time.

What’s important to you? Taking care of Family? Staying home with your kids? Sending your kids to private school or an Ivy League school or Templeton Honors College? What’s important to a person is also their motive for doing what they do.

What’s your dream? Helping out someone else financially, like a family member with humongous medical bills? Giving your time to a worthy cause? How about sending your kids to college without college loans? Earning an extra couple of hundred (or thousands) a month? Do you need to replace your car? How about retiring early? (That could be 50 for some and as young as 21 for others. I kid you not!) Your dreams are your motivation to keep going, and you can only achieve as much as the size of your dream.

I dream about my husband and I being 2 full-time parents. I dream about the eco-efficient/-friendly house that we will one day have. I dream about tithing $10,000 a month. I dream about my Cobalt Blue 806-HP Koenigsegg CCX. I dream about treating our entire family (ourselves and our kids, our siblings and their kids, our parents – biological and “adopted”) to an all-expense paid 2 week-long vacation. I dream about helping out the family who is so desperately struggling to put food on the table. I dream about adopting kids to give them a great future. I dream about supporting communities worldwide with numerous simple things like digging a well for the village or buying cattle so that they can support themselves (like the “gifts” you can buy at World Vision), and so on and so forth. I dream about helping other families leave great legacies for future generations. I dream about having homes in different places in the world so that we can throw the keys to someone dear and bless them with a place to stay for a vacation. I dream about taking friends out to awesome events and buying them things they dream of but can’t ever afford. I dream about seeing friends having the freedom to stay home with their families and do what’s important to them because the financial stuff is taken care of (because they built the same business we’re building). I dream about sending deserving students to college when there is no sane way for them to afford it. I dream about being able to finally open that clean and dry nightclub where young people (and the young-at-heart) can hang out so that they're off the streets and not getting into trouble. I dream about getting to know those youngsters and impacting them to leave good legacies of their own.

My dreams go on and on and on. Many of them are material. Yet the material bring about experiences that are priceless. What’s the look on the family’s faces as they’re skiing down the Swiss Alps on a Tuesday? Or the laugh of the kids while we’re at Peter Island? (How about having that trip paid by the company??) Imagine this: “Honey, I think I want to experience living in the Netherlands for a month, Germany for 2 months, and maybe Greece and Spain for another couple of months? The kids could easily pick up half a dozen languages in as many months.”

My dreams keep me motivated in building this business; I am spending my life helping other people create additional and residual income so that they can know freedom, so that they can impact other people and exponentially increase the amount of good that we can do. Just think: How much good can you do if you could take all that time that you now spend working to help someone else? What happens when you throw money into that equation?

So, there’s Motive and Motivation. I might come back and revisit this in the future, but for now, I leave you with this: What’s your life – are you wreckage needing to be saved or are you an investment? If you need saving, email me -- I'm not the answer but I can point you in the right direction.

What’s important to you? What’s your dream? I hope it's big.

Motivation and Motive -- Part I

I must say, I'm beginning to like putting my (creative/philosophical/etc.) thoughts down on... well, not paper. I haven't been a faithful journaler (so I made up a word!) in the last 2 decades but the personal stuff still makes it there from time to time. However, there are so many thoughts and ideas and other stuff that I just never get round to writing them out somewhere. Then comes this plunge into blogging...

Now I'm not a writer, nor am I inclined to become one. (As you can tell, I digress way too much...) I had a lot of trouble writing papers in college. Papers took me almost forever to write and it wasn't until my Junior year that I rushed through writing one of my papers, which incidentally earned my highest paper grade ever, and learned that the art of writing papers was a creative blast, full of BS. Apparently my points go through in some sort of an organized way though.

Anyway, it was almost a sad day when I realized that I type much faster than I write. The notes I took at the last business seminar I attended were not in my usual "short-hand" on paper but completely electronically on this laptop. These notes were longer since I couldn't quite condense them the way I do with paper notes, yet I was still rather impressed at how much information my humble little fingers managed to squeeze in. (Perhaps even a little more than if I had hand-written them?)

So what's my motivation for using the laptop and producing electronic notes? For one, like I said, I type faster than I write nowadays. (Probably won't help with the arthritic-prone hands...) For another, I don't have to re-copy my notes for them to be reproduced legibly and already deciphered.

What's my motive? So that I can pass these notes down to people we train/mentor in business. So that I can go back to these notes later and remember what I learned (and re-learn them!).

There's a bigger question than my motivation or motive for doing something like that: What's the difference between Motivation and Motive?

I'm afraid I'm going to have to let you chew on that one for a couple of days before I address it. And I will likely launch off into a dozen tangents along the way... My "creative" time's up for today, so A bientot!

Technology and Life

I remember back in 10th or 11th grade (or something like that), we had a discussion about whether we were slaves to technology. My family wasn't exactly part of the middle class and we had just gotten a microwave/convection oven, which was a really big deal for us. I loved how convenient it made life for us (even though Mom made us unplug it whenever we were done using it) and needless to say, I was on the side of technology being slaves of us.

Fast forward a few years (okay, so it’s more than a few...) and here in the 21st Century, I constantly ask myself if everything we have is everything we need. I love my cell phone since I can make calls anywhere. (Though at times it does feel like an electronic leash…) I love the beautiful car I drive, the digital camera we have, etc.

I love my our laptop (Sorry Hon!) and how portable it is. It is packed with power and *blush* some status. Seriously, it’s absolutely fantastic for our business. Our Flash presentations include so much more information than our paper presentations that I can’t imagine going back to sharing our business on paper. Don’t get me wrong, our business is often built by people with no computers at all. However I can’t deny that technology is indeed a wonderful servant, making life easier for us. We can show our business model to someone in Hawaii while sitting comfortably in bed thousands of miles away, or we can run our business in the United States while spending time in Singapore.

Yet, we’ve spent a good part of the last month trying to deal with technological and trust issues since a Trojan virus snuck in through an Adobe update. We’ve tried various virus/spyware/cleaning programs to remove it and the rogue cleaner that was used. We used a real pain-in-the-tushy program that picked up everything, including the connection to our printer! Finally, we have decided to sacrifice the remaining month on our protection program subscription. As I am blogging, I’m in the process of installing Norton 360 on both computers.

So I think about the numerous hours spent on trying to get the computers back up to speed (literally too since one was bogged down by phantom processes), about whether our various transactions and other sensitive information have been safe, and again wonder: Is technology really freeing us or making slaves of us?

Can I live without technology? Probably not. (Even if I thought I could, it probably wouldn’t be for long…) Does this stop me from using it? Of course not. It is a very useful tool. As we know in our business, people are the most important. All our presentations, technological tools and other hi-tech stuff will never compare to the people. And that is where Life is: relationships.

Brand New Day

Here's my first blog... ever. Sounds like I just emerged from the Dark Ages. There's always something new to learn, something new to try. Afterall, that's what spices up life, right?

So, what led me here? What compels a woman such as I (who is comfortable using software but afraid of everything else in the "technological thing" category) to embark on something such as this? My husband and I are in the business of Life, at least regaining it. What better place to spread that than on the web? So here's my opening toast:

To my first readers,

We begin a new journey here. As you learn of the (edited, of course) happenings in my life, through all my technological fumbles in blogging, I hope to inspire you to Life. It is more than just some number of years, or the events within it. Life is not defined by status or wealth (though it helps in achieving Life) but by relationships and personal impact. Here is my opportunity to add to the legacy I will leave behind some day... a legacy of wealth, service, heart for others and lasting impact on the legacy of many other families. Welcome to Future Unlimited!

Cheers to you!