A couple of days ago, a fan of Masters of the Secret wrote to me on Facebook, and told me she liked the video that Barry and I did on top of the mountain in Colorado…

And she wanted to know if there was drinking involved.

Barry and I had a little giggle over that, but then we thought about it a bit harder.

Isn’t it interesting that in today’s world, with so many celebrities heading into rehab, people assume that having fun or being a bit silly, and just letting go of the inhibitions most of us carry around with us, means that there has to be alcohol (or drugs) in the equation?

>>> CONTINUE READING Drunk on Wisdom, High on Altitude…

I’m sitting here unwrapped… literally… except for a blanket from the couch (so I guess I’m actually wrapped).

The reason I’m not wearing any clothes is because I just had a massage/Rolfing session from Barry. Kind of like the epitome of pain and pleasure in life (Rolfing can be painful before the pleasure, while the oily Swedish part of the massage is just messy along with the pleasure).

“Don’t forget to breathe,” Barry kept reminding me, as I would tense up.

“Be in the moment and just enjoy it.”

When I took that advice to heart, I was able to enjoy both the physical sensations and the emotional sensations that go with it. Yes, when the physical body is worked, it releases emotional energies that were stuck as well.

>>> CONTINUE READING Don’t Forget to Breathe……

I just wrote an article for the Masters of the Secret affiliates to use on their blogs or newsletters… probably the most personal article I’ve ever shared with our community or affiliates.

It’s called Time-Flying: How to Employ the Law of Perspective to Master Manifesting; but I like to just refer to it as My Perspective on Perspective.

It’s about an experience Barry and I had when out hiking, just before I went to Toronto to get my stuff.

This is how it starts out:

Have you ever noticed that it always seems to take longer going somewhere than it does coming back?

It doesn’t matter if we’re walking or driving or taking a plane; I have never had the experience where it seemed to take longer on the way back, and I’m pretty confident in betting that your experiences have been the same.

Is it anticipation on the way to a destination that seems to make it take longer? That factor that prompts kids to repeatedly ask, “Are we there yet?” when on a travel vacation?

Or is it the grand-daddy of all fears, the fear that is at the basis of almost every fear known to man; the fear of the unknown?

The fear of the unknown is really why we think we’re afraid of success. It’s also why we’re afraid of failure, rejection, the dark, heights, public speaking, and yes, death. Think about it. When somebody asks you why you’re afraid of something, chances are you’re going to answer, “because I don’t know what’s going to happen if…”

Similarly, when you’re going somewhere you’ve never been before, you “don’t know what’s going to happen if…” which could conceivably make it seem longer than coming back from that destination, where you know exactly what’s in store for you.

>>> CONTINUE READING My Perspective on Perspective…

I just spent the last few days doing what felt like spring cleaning… where everything is scoured over and evaluated for future destinies.

Why spring cleaning when it’s almost fall? Because this is when I went back to Toronto to pick up some of my stuff. And as it happened to unfold, I didn’t have a choice over what I was going to take or how I was going to pack it; as a result I don’t have a lot of things I was looking for, and a lot of things I need, but you can’t always direct every part of your life play.

Sometimes somebody else directs, and you just play your role as best you can.

Turns out that despite a back-and-forth conversation over the past three weeks regarding how I was going to pick up my personal stuff, Wil packed all my belongings up in boxes and dropped them off by the street where my Dad and I loaded them into a truck.

And… well, there were pros and cons to this scenario. A few days ago it looked like I was going to be drowning in just the cons, so I’m only going to look at the pros now.

>>> CONTINUE READING Spring Cleaning For Fall…

Next week I’m going back to Toronto to move out my personal belongings from the place I shared with my husband, Wil, for over 15 years.

In some ways, it’s scary. In other ways, it’s sad.

And in still other ways, it’s inspiring. I’m moving on with my life, following my heart, following my dreams. And I need to close that part of my life in order to fully move on.

For the past several years, Wil and I bred cats; the world’s smallest cat breeds, Abitibi and Algonquin (which we developed ourselves) and Singapuras (the world’s smallest recognized breed).

A big part of me will be missing those cats, because I really loved each and every one of them. I loved watching them be born, and I loved helping to raise them. The hardest part was selling them to new owners, but it was made easier because they always loved the cats as much as we did.

There’s only one of those cats that I want to bring back with me, though. My gut instinct tells me she’s my soulmate cat, and she’s been with me many, many times over the years (at least 3 and possibly 4 or more just in this life).

>>> CONTINUE READING Soulmates Can Be Animals, Too……

Yesterday I was from Toronto, Canada… today I’m from Southern Oregon. 3,000 miles and 3 time zones away.

Not to mention a different country.

How does that work?

Well, it was only a matter of time. My life has been changing, and moving forward. My values, my goals, my mission in life has been moving in one direction, while my husband Wil’s has been moving the other way.

It’s like we spent years walking along a path together until we finally reached a fork in the road, and I knew that I was meant to take one route while he took the other.

>>> CONTINUE READING How Life Changes in a Day…

Am I alive?

It’s hard to tell… we’ve been working hard on shooting The Next Internet Millionaire in Colorado, and I’ve been on set for at least 12-14 hours a day, EVERY DAY!

Wow… and I thought I was used to tough production schedules when I did TV back in Toronto.

Speaking of production, these guys really know what they’re doing. It’s a professional television-quality set with a bunch of people who have never produced TV before. And they said it couldn’t be done!

(Heck, I would have been a lot further ahead in TV if people I was working with in Toronto were as dedicated as this… but then again, maybe that wasn’t meant to be).

So yes, a new internet millionaire will be found (or rather, made) in Colorado over the next week… but I can’t give any details about any of the competition aspects because of the non-disclosure agreement.

What I can talk about is the teachers, because they’ve all been made public… and my experiences behind the scenes, and off the set.

The first few days I got to know Joel Comm and Mark Joyner much better, as Mark was hanging out and willing to help pick up supplies needed for the shoot. So the three of us spent one Sunday having lunch, picking up props at Joel’s office, and then shopping at Staples… all the while discussing the merits or credibility of manifestation and the law of attraction.

It seems Joel and Mark are leaning towards the misconception that it means, “Poof! Your wish is my command,” and that manifestation mentors advocate not taking action when it comes to getting what you want.

Hmm… anyone who believes that really should be listening to Masters of the Secret… except that Joel and Mark probably never would, since it’s not something they desire exploring further.

>>> CONTINUE READING Seeking A Millionaire in Colorado…

I just got back from a weekend in New York City for my family reunion… it happens every two years, and usually it’s at one of my aunts’ or uncles’ houses, and now that we’ve passed the torch to the next generation, at one of my cousins’ houses.

But for once, it was hosted by one of my generation who only has a small apartment in a big city… nowhere to park mobile homes or camp on the lawn, as some of the family have traditionally done.

Yup, that’s right… times are a-changin’, and my family descended from Minnesota, Kansas, Virginia, Saskatchewan and Ontario (that’s me) onto the Big Apple… Manhattan.

Start spreading the news,
I’m leaving today,
I want to be a part of it…
New York, New York…

As a souvenir, I bought myself a NY Yankees cap…

Here I am in the La Guardia airport going home with it on; the picture was taken with my camera phone.

Barry’s got a NY Yankees cap too (a little older than mine), and I’m going to be seeing him on the next trip coming up, so we thought it might be interesting to see people’s reactions… two people wearing NY hats, everywhere but NY.

The most fun I had was on the first night, Saturday night, when my cousin Jim (the native New Yorker who grew up in Kansas City then lived in Chicago during the University years) took a few of us out for a night on the town. I was the instigator… my point was, it was Saturday night in New York city… why would we want to turn in with all our parents, right after the jazz show we all attended, when we were in the city that never sleeps?

>>> CONTINUE READING Start Spreading the News… New York, New York…

I just wrote an article for the Masters of the Secret affiliates that I called The Mirror Dance.

It’s all about that phenomenon I’m sure you’ve noticed, where the relationships you have with other people reflect back to you certain things about yourself.

Or perhaps you haven’t noticed that, because a lot of us are in denial when we first encounter it.

“That can’t be a reflection of me,” we say… “I don’t even like that characteristic.”

I was going to post just an excerpt from it here, but once I started trying to edit it I realized that the whole thing was required.

>>> CONTINUE READING Dancing With Myself…

I just got back from a weekend trip to Chicago… where Barry Goss and I attended the System Seminar.

Apparently Barry has been wanting to attend it for years… but it was actually the first I had heard of it. Coincidentally, Brad Callen wanted me to interview Ken McCarthy for him — the founder of System Seminar — so it was one of those small world “coincidental” stories (except that there’s no such thing as coincidences).

Anyhow, I was able to work a deal with Ken for tickets in exchange for some work — and Barry paid for the hotel and airfare as an exchange for his ticket, so it didn’t cost me anything but some time.

The seminar itself didn’t deliver the type of advanced info I was hoping for — there’s a choice of sessions to take, and the ones I chose all seemed kind of basic for me. But I did get a chance to meet Perry Marshall, Tim Knox, Sherman Hu and Gary Ambrose face-to-face for the first time, after interviewing both of them on the phone.

I also met Charles Amith, who had been an affiliate for ClickBank Affiliate Confessions (that’s him on the left in the picture), as well as Ari Galper and John Carlton, among others.

But probably the most fun was connecting with Barry, face to face for the first time.

>>> CONTINUE READING Chicago, Chicago, It’s My Kind of Town!…