Hi ,
Listen to Today's Podcast Here: Click Here!
You are gonna love this!
Becuase I’ve got a quick suggestion for you today...
Neville Goddard says,
“The state you most commonly return to is your dwelling
place.”
Mine?
30 Karingal Drive, Eltham, Victoria, 3095.
Feel free to send me cigars and steaks. 😉
And inside the MudBrick Mansion, I’ve got my EAMES chair - a little mini dwelling
place, oh man, it’s super comfortable. I'm sitting in it right now.
🪑☕️🔥
So every day...
I return home.
Every single day.
And while home, while
sitting in my Eames chair there are other yummy dwelling places I return to... Without leaving my home, without leaving my chair...
YOU - your emails to me...
My facebook families...
The Remarkable Group.
❤️👥🌟
Now let’s get honest...
Some folks are living in what sounds epic but ain’t:
The Thunderbox.
🚽💩
Sounds badass. But it’s literally the gold
old-fashioned shithouse.
Literally.
That's what we call it here in Australia.
And you can tell who’s living there full time...
Because they keep repeating the same shitty story, day in, day out. And they
keep trying to imagine - what they think - is the shitty story solution.
🔁📉😵💫
Instead of choosing a STATE that creates something yummy, alive, and real... (This is where PURE JoGo comes into play. Want to know more about that, just reply to this email...)
So for today....
CHOOSE A YUMMY DWELLING PLACE!
IMAGINE WHAT MOVES YOU!
Imagine what actually changes - the ways - you mooove...
Don't be like the masses that sit on their asses...
Stewing in the brew...
💩💩💩💩
Bonus lesson in what to do when you have a shit show...
When I go to the Thunderbox, I don’t stay there long.
I just let shit happen quickly, then I wipe up, and get on with my day. 🧻👣💨
Rapid Revision is way coolio here...
Let me know if you want more on that sometime...
But here's the big key...
If you choose to STAYin your Thunderbox or REFUSE to shower of the shite, because the world feels too big or too spooky...
You’re not stuck. You’re just scared.
👻🚫🌍
So here’s my invite:
👉 Join us on the Playground of Possibilities. 🎢🛝🎯
When I was a kid, we had Loucks Park.
Tennis courts. Monkey bars. Basketball.
And yep, a
good old smelly shithouse.
🎾🧗♂️🚽
I used to hide in there.
And listen to the laughter, that I wasn't a part of.
Anxious. Alone.
Because it felt safe.
And the same shite stories kept repeating in my head...
And in my life....
And I could have hid in the Thunderbox forever...
But it stank.
And one day I just said, "ENOUGH!" "ENOUGH!"
I chose to stretch beyond what seemed scary.
I chose to give myself a chance.
So right now...
I’m imagining something.
I'm imagining something that moves me...
Something that moves me - take a chance - with you today.
And I'm imagining YOU...
Mooving and Grooving...
And I invite you - to dive deeper with us so you can soar higher with your dreams.
That’s what I got for ya today.
See ya inside,
Mr. Twenty Twenty
Your friendly neighborhood ex-hostage
🚔➡️🦁➡️👑
P.S. The door to the Thunderbox?
It’s always been unlocked.
Step out.
Let’s play.
