Archive for January, 2019

How My Client Lost His $100 Million Empire

January 28, 2019

Here’s a blurry picture that he took of me next to his Lamborghini in his parking garage. See the angled object to the left? The doors open up to reveal the steering wheel and car’s interior. It’s one powerful beast of a car to ride in.

 

I remember the day he told me that he “got it.” While driving after a team meeting, the words he’d been hearing woke him up. His imagination creates his world, and he controls his imagination. That was his turning point.

Joining one of my first Success Teams in 1995, he was so brilliant then that I sometimes took notes when he spoke.

He started as a small business owner and then moved out-of-state where he built an empire valued around $100 million in a cutthroat industry. His personal monthly take home, not including his business profits, was $40,000 a month.

Looking to pass on techniques that created his success, he flew me in to train his salesmen. Sitting at one end of the conference table, he introduced me as the reason he achieved what he did.

There’s a 1970’s commercial that says, “When EF Hutton talks, people listen.” When he finished talking, not only did everyone turn 180 degrees to hear what I had to say, I literally heard the swish as their heads swung in my direction.

That month, he hit his first million dollar month.

However, his focus changed, and he wanted to be free to fulfill… well, anything he wanted.

After that, we lost contact for three years. It wasn’t until his lifestyle behaviors, let’s say of wine, women, song and ego gratification, created such heavy, negative consequences that he reached out to me again.

Being very conscious of his physical appearance, he worked out a lot. He told me later that he knew alcohol put on weight… so he started to use cocaine instead.

With dramatic personality changes, he felt that as long as he paid people well, including close family members who worked for him, he could be verbally abusive and treat them however he wanted.

As time went on, things became very bad. That’s when he contacted me to fly in and work for him.


Once, while looking for validation, he said to me, “Come on, Virginia, I’m your most successful client. Right?” For him, money was the penultimate symbol of success.


The drugs rewired his brain, and I slowly began to acknowledge that he wasn’t the same man I once knew. Too slowly. I still bought into his reasoning, his excuses.

I still saw him as the awesome man he used to be. I’d known this man for decades and saw him through that filter. Even after I bailed him out of jail. Even as I was asked to sit outside his office the next day when I went to work and discovered the law put on locks to bar entry.

His family staged clever, false, illegal strategies against him. However, the way he reacted and handled it nailed his own coffin.

There was always an explanation that it was someone else’s fault. This included when he railed against the judge in a long letter to all his clients that the judge was in cahoots with the other side.

We were shopping in Whole Foods when he told me that, earlier in the day, in a court in another state, a judge officially stripped him of it all. His $100 million empire — gone.

This occurred during the time I invited him into my home to offer a safe haven and supportive modalities to help him get back on track.

At least, that’s what I thought was happening.

That week, I watched him sit in a chair in my living room, lost in a world of his own, angrily and vulgarly name-calling siblings who did him wrong.

On the fifth day of his visit, his welcome abruptly ended when he viciously shouted at me like a repeating rifle, in my own home where he was a guest, accusing me of trying to get him killed. How much were they paying me? How could I betray him like that? Why was I lying?

With a drug-addled brain, his former good discernment was replaced with a dark and out-of-control imagination. Earlier in the week, he shared with me how he was paranoiac, afraid and suspicious of people.

It reminded me of when I walked behind a man on a sidewalk in Times Square, New York City, who was having an angry conversation with someone who didn’t exist physically but was very alive in his head, like an endless, repetitive loop of a broken record.


My client, my friend, became a cherry on top of my life lesson of the year, ranging from business to an intimate relationship:

See people for who they are and how they’re showing up NOW — not how they used to be, not who their words tell you they are, not as a fantasy of how you’d like them to be.


I realized how I did this in a relationship, too. I saw a man that I was dating not for how he was showing up in the world. I believed the image he was projecting to me.

The worst part is that he believed his own lies.

Once, I told him, “I don’t trust you.” He replied, “You don’t trust yourself.” 

He was redirecting my attention so I would doubt myself, but I think he believed he was communicating some insightful truth. Later I realized: yes, he was right. I didn’t trust myself that he wasn’t a man to be trusted.

Not long after he spoke those words, drama from his emotional dishonesty overflowed into my life.

When I asked one of my teachers what those experiences were all about, he told me, “People hear and believe what they want to believe.” He added to see people for how they’re showing up, not how you want them to be or their potential.

That was my HUGE wake-up call!!

People Hear and Believe What They Want to Believe. 

I wasn’t paying attention to what is but living out of past images that were!

I see the same things in today’s world.

When politicians’ true colors start to show, some people remain in denial. They won’t separate their wishful thinking about who they thought the politicians were from how they’re actually showing up. Evidence to the contrary be damned.

May you wake up to SEE.  May you have the courage to set aside your filters, those oh so comforting protective mechanisms, to see whatever there is in your life that would benefit from your clear sight.

 

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who choose to share their gifts
or business in a BIGGER way
but don’t know how, feel stuck
or would benefit from new tools
or support.

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On a Dark, Desolate Road in Spain, This Happened to Me

January 21, 2019

The landscape looked like this, but the night sky was much darker.

After enjoying a month on the island of Ibiza in Spain, I traveled across the Mediterranean Sea to the eastern city of Valencia and then hitchhiked south along the coast to catch a boat and meet a friend in Tangiers. From there, we would travel across northern Morocco on his classic British Matchless motorcycle.

Hitchhiking in Europe was common when I was in my early twenties, and I met many people who graciously acted as if they were personal European hosts to foreigners.

Late afternoon, following a day of quick rides, a man treated me to my first experience of tapas, a Spanish appetizer, at a busy tapas bar.

After eating, I continued my journey as I put out my thumb for the next part of my journey, this time with a trucker.

Soon the sunny day turned to a gorgeous sunset, which turned to a dimly lit evening, and the vacation-spirited, coastal road turned inland. I missed the implications of that shift on the map.

During my 1 1/2 years in Europe and surrounding countries, I only ran into two potential problems while hitchhiking. The night after my transatlantic flight was the first potentially ugly episode. This was to become the second.

Although I couldn’t understand his Spanish while conversing, there was no problem in communication when he stopped at the side of the road.

I had a choice: sex or get out.

Of course, I got out. Then I saw where I was — desolate, surrounded by sand and what looked like a semi-arid desert with the outline of mountains in the distance, miles and miles away from anything or anybody.

I secretly opened my pocket knife, chipping off part of my tooth in the process.

Of course, I thought, he couldn’t possibly leave me here alone, so I went back into the truck’s cab.

Of course, he thought, this meant I agreed to have a romp with him.

Of course, I got out again. And he drove off and left me.

I was alone in the silent dark, in the middle of nothingness and nowhere, in the literal midst of no man’s land… and captivated by the still moment of exquisite Presence. Someone was watching out for me because I felt awe instead of fear.

Not too long after, I saw small lights undulating their way to me on the curvy road. In the several minutes that followed, I wondered how a speeding vehicle could see me in the dark and stop, and who was in the vehicle?

I decided to trust fate about the passengers — most people I met weren’t loonies like that trucker. Anyway, I didn’t have a lot of choices.

About how to highlight my physical existence, I remembered I had a matchbook with fewer than 20 matches in my backpack. As the lights drew closer, I lit one, single match, after another.

The driver stopped.

Much to my delight, the man spoke fluent English and was a perfect gentleman. He told me that all hotels in the port city would be booked by now. He dropped me off at a hotel in a nearby town where I could easily catch a ride the next morning in time for a boat.

Then he paid for my hotel room. No strings attached!

Actually, even though I never asked, countless people I met along the way gave me accommodations during my European trek. In addition to paying for several hotel rooms, twice I was given an apartment to myself for an entire month, once in Paris and another in Vienna, plus extended weeks at people’s homes. I believe they understood the travel adventure and wanted to help a young sojourner. All for free, asking nothing in return.

I can’t imagine how I would’ve spent the night in a port city with no vacancies and the endless time trying to figure out what to do if it weren’t for the incident with the trucker and the kind man who helped. Blessings are often in disguise.

I didn’t let fear persuade me to make a bad choice, and it worked out for the best.

Bullies, no matter what their position, don’t have to win unless we let them.


“The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.”
Martin Luther King Jr.


Perhaps there’s a seemingly impossible situation where you feel stuck and don’t know what to do. Maybe it appears to be someone else’s fault.

Somehow you got yourself into it, and somehow you can get yourself out.

There’s always a way out. Trust yourself and listen to the voice within for guidance.

My mother frequently said, “Where there’s a will there’s a way.”

As you’re finding your way, look for the silver lining, too. It’s there. 

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iT waz oNe of tHOse Dayz… and I Feel Great Anyway!

January 14, 2019

I’ve given countless workshops, but I never had more enthusiasm than I had while putting the one together last week. In addition to preparing for the workshop, I lovingly made food for nine people, cleaned and decided it was time for several house upgrades, etc., etc.

The night before the workshop, I awoke way early with less than two hours of sleep, but I didn’t feel tired.

I LOVED the workshop on Saturday, had an essential time out on Sunday and then Monday I jumped right into a full schedule.

Apparently because of all my activity, I wasn’t firing on all cylinders, and things got wonky.

Usually, I write this blog in advance, with a couple of days to edit and mail it to my list a little after 7 AM.

I didn’t get up until 7:30 and had no writing done at all.

A rough draft came together, and I edited between coaching sessions… only to discover after I mailed it that I completely wrote the wrong last name of a dear client.

The client in my first session had a brilliant insight that was so good I was going to write a blog about it. I mean, it even mirrored what I was learning last year. I carefully wordsmithed her ideas as she talked and wrote them down. At the end of her session, I hurried off the phone because of a scheduled call, a woman who’s always on time.

No call came.

Nonetheless, I was in my rush to send the client’s notes from the first session to her. I mixed up her last month’s and this month’s files I was closing and didn’t save her current one. All those wonderful ideas I carefully crafted for her and my future writing — poof! Gone.

While waiting for the call that was very late, another client called to reschedule. We did that, and then I commented about an experience that was happening to him. I soon realized I had been talking to myself. I don’t know if my phone disconnected or his. I called back and got his voicemail.

The woman who was supposed to call me got the time zones mixed up. We had a great conversation. We were starting to talk about her registering for my program when her baby did what babies do after they eat… everywhere. Yes, let’s talk another day.

And so the day continued to go.

However, what interested me throughout the day is the way I felt.

It’s probably a combination of getting tired of years of reacting to a lifetime of crazies and, as a consequence, what I’ve learned about being in present time, that I didn’t trigger an emotional OMG response to any of these.

Add to that the weekend workshop where we were aligning with a higher level of focus, and this was definitely small stuff.

Whatever the reason, it didn’t register that I should be upset or feel self-judgment. I was quite familiar with how those felt having mastered those responses in my past. Instead, I cleaned up the missteps and moved on.

I could’ve been sunning or watching a movie or going to the dentist.

Emotionally, it felt all the same. No charge but interesting to observe. Clean it up and go on to the next thing. I later realized how the missteps were piling up, and I needed a break because I was leaving behind an atypical pile of weirdness.

I felt that I’d been riding a large wave that came to shore, and what a ride it was. However, there were signs it was time to take a breather. Simultaneously, I was able to rearrange my schedule to take a few days for myself.

I know there are things you think you screwed up or aren’t working like you thought they would. Maybe they’re things that didn’t come out right when you said or did them. Some may be big whoppers.

Today you can start fresh. The crazy stuff will one day be a distant memory. No reason to self-flagellate. Realign your energy: be kind, learn and it’s called Next.

If life is working as you imagined, enjoy it guilt-free. You deserve it.

You’re really doing all right. You’re becoming aware of new things. Life moves on, and so can you.

You have a choice. Suffer and make it hard on yourself or choose to live your life with grace and ease.

Hint: the latter takes a load off your shoulders.

With all the missteps I made, I felt better making a decision to take a time out and regroup.

Getting upset is optional and doesn’t help anything.

How can you take a time out for yourself to gain perspective, even if it’s just to take a pause in your own thinking?

 

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who choose to share their gifts
or business in a BIGGER way
but don’t know how, feel stuck
or would benefit from new tools
or support.

I help them be richly compensated
doing what they love by discovering
their Soul’s goals.

Decide that this is your year!
Contact me for a complimentary
Do What You Love Break-Free Session.

Email me at:
virginia@soulgoals.com

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These Conscious Creators’ Designed Their 2019

January 7, 2019

Top row, left to right: Melinda Everett, Howard Hestand, LisaBeth (LB) Thomas Bottom row, left to right: Lisa Schnitzer, Carol Warkoczewski, Virginia Goszewska, Lisa Bargsley, Suzy Schwartz, Emily Werbow

Upon meeting, this community of kindred spirits quickly bonded. They gathered from Santa Fe, NM and the Texas cities of Dallas, San Antonio, Austin, Marble Falls, Blanco and Wimberley.

Having enjoyed my Soulgoals and Conscious Creators’ programs, they came together to launch their new year at the Conscious Creators’ 2019 Blast Off!

The day began with introductions by everyone sharing some of their best manifestations. It was inspiring to hear their stories and how they transformed their lives in a few months following their challenges, and some of those challenges had been considerably significant and long-term.

  • From debilitating pain to being pain-free
  • From decades of depression to being extraordinarily happy living a fulfilling life
  • From being left flat due to devastating losses, personal and financial, to enjoying her true love and soaring in business with millionaires and billionaires
  • From lack of confidence and monetary upsets because of a business transition to feeling satisfaction while enjoying a new approach that’s bringing financial success
  • From investment losses because of head overriding gut-level guidance to a significant spiritual awakening
  • And overall amazing successes and manifestations!

Conscious manifesting begins with the recognition of one’s true Essence. Following exercises that deepened their connections to the Source within and their Divine Blueprint, they activated their Soul-inspired awareness to design their ideal year.

We ate together and laughed a lot. It was heart warming to feel the love, caring and support everyone had for each other to clarify and bring chosen goals to fruition.

I started the day setting our intention on goal setting from a higher bandwidth.

Entropy describes the physical world where energy dissipates, order decreases and structures disintegrate.

Syntropy describes life.

“Syntropy consists in a force, opposed to entropy, which attracts living systems towards higher levels of organization and order.”  Albert Szent-Gyorgyi, Nobel Laureate

Throughout the day our energy lifted to this higher organization and order of awareness, being and the world of possibilities, a world they could now embrace as their own…

And from this higher level of thinking and being, they designed their new year. They did this with confidence and seeing how their goals were right for them and completely doable. They aligned with their most cherished goals, not from their head or ego-driven desires, but from the inside out.

LisaBeth Thomas wrote, “I see my goals coming to fruition now — it’s so exciting knowing that all is possible and I deserve it! Virginia… well, she just rocks.”

Emily Werbow wrote: “Clarity. Encouragement to continue. Validation. Everyone regardless of their station are striving to evolve… Evolution happens.”

Carol Warkoczewski wrote: “Once again, today’s workshop brought amazing insights for my 2019-2020 goals. The energy among the participants was palpable, and I feel a sense of peace, clarity and surety about my life.” FANTASTIC!”

Lisa Bargsley wrote, “I always have ah ha moments whenever I participate in a workshop with Virginia. The Conscious Creators’ workshop opened my thinking to new possibilities to another level, another bandwidth. Thank you again!”

Melinda Everett wrote:” Today’s workshop was full of wonderful energy. The love and support help me clarify my goals for 2019. Virginia always designs exercises that help you delve into what your true goals in life are all about.”

Suzy Schwartz wrote: “The Conscious Creators’ workshop left me calmer, at ease, knowing all is set in motion for me to have a successful year. The group energy was palpable, and the exercises gave life to increasing our own individual energy to a place of manifestation.”

Howard Hestand wrote: “The Conscious Creators’ workshop gave me confidence to believe my goals will be accomplished. It was great to be around like-minded individuals and share ideas. Very inspirational.”

Lisa Schnitzer wrote: “Virginia’s Conscious Creators’ workshop was a vortex of energy and spiritually uplifting. There is strength in being around that energy… we are creating our best lives thanks to Virginia.”

If you’re interested in designing your ideal life this year… and beyond… contact me for a complimentary Do What You Love Break-Free Session at virginia@soulgoals.com

Visit my website and get a copy of my free book at http://www.soulgoals.com

May you enjoy your best year ever!