Jan 27 Eve
A few weeks ago, I tot I wanted to do public speaking workshop or seminar and was asking around. Coincidentally, I spoke to a Trainer about my need.
She just mailed me an excerpt of training called Samurai Game.
Training send by a Trainer
The Samurai Game takes you on a journey of internal self-awareness and mastery. The realisations you stand to gain are profound yet very private. Although it is conducted in a group, no one knows what anyone else is going through.
The outcome is different for each individual as everyone would be at a different level of self-awareness. The best way I can put it down in words is that The Samurai Game is almost like a ‘Test of Character’ where you peel away your external skills and behaviours to discover the core essence of who you are, and the outcome is an understanding of The Bushido Code and how it will bring fulfillment in life as well as business.
Father, I saw that brochure email and I ignored it as the brochure doesn't indicate much. Now that the Trainer explained it, I am keen to explore. Then 10 minutes later, I received another internal mail that asked me if I want to join. So, double whammy! I am going and its from 10 Feb to 12 Feb in outstation. Sathsang is on Sunday 13 Feb. Mmm, I was thinking staying back 1 day and let J do the sathsang. But on second tot, it may be great to see how I fare after the pgm.
This morning tot of having a collaborator. I want someone that I can bounce ideas/concept and who can give me input on my article. My current editor provides only english output. Tot of H, but know that her graduation will lead her to go to 2nd phase of her teaching career. Tot of M, but she did not revert. While she can do pix, she would not be able to discuss concept/idea with me.
Yday, I shared with S, a junior colleague that I have finally launched my ebook. S asked for a copy, which I ignored. S was persistent and I finally gave him the least controversial article that I have written on 80 dead end loss/20 extrapolated wins. He read and told me he like it. Then I gave him a second article on The power of deflation and he said he like it very much.
He asked if I had planned out the scope for the writing. He said the stories are good, but the main attraction is the zest / concept and it stayed in his mind. I replied there is no planning, the insight arise when the experience happens.
Then I asked him to think for me promotion points. He said to put pix that relates to the article's zest.
Father, I think he could be my collaborator.
I told him that I am still not sure on the promotion as I am bit worried about the controversy and since my stories involved office people, it may be 'hurt' my career. S said the story are not bias and I tell it as it is. So, the person involved should not be hurt.
I shared about 2 friends who got lighted up after reading both articles. Such a coincidence that the 2 articles I send S is the articles that light up my friends. That got S even more interested. Will explore more with him.
(Feb 6 - Have open up and send him my website. I am learning to trust!)
Today, we have a great meeting of volunteers. I led the meeting. I then realised these are my close friends. We shared our experience and I told them about my dancing and alternative writing career. I told them I want to be a famous writer and then I quit my corporate job. I hug each and everyone of them. I invited them to my house for new year. Finally I accepted them into my life.
Came back and told my mom of the invite. Mom shudder the bit of the different race and said she cannot understand why I still continue with them. Now I know where I got my racism influence.
Tot of Z. He look tired and more older with his grey hair. Wonder if he is trying to make himself look older because he knew he is 5 years younger than me. That was unnecessary as I looked 10 years younger than my age. I wanted to hug him and gave him support. I also tot of having his kisses. Father, it has been a long long time since I have such inclination. The period of drought is finally over and my spring time is here now. Amen.
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