Like Minds
I have a secret.
But before me, it belonged to Bo Sanchez (and maybe before him from some really wise man).
I could still remember the time when I first heard him speak of it. I was cruising in my car and listening to one of his boxed audio seminars. It was the first CD I received from him as a member of his Truly Rich Club. I honestly did not think much about that CD – I plugged it and listened. But there’s something about a two-hour traffic and listening to Bo’s charismatic voice that gets the heart pumping and the mind dreaming dreams.
He was telling a story, of what he did a long time ago, when he was just learning about riches and dreams. He wrote about them. And when he wrote those dreams, he considered them as not just dreams. He regarded them as if they were already realities. He confessed, though, that when he was writing them – being a best selling author, being a wonderful husband, having a nipa hut (middle) with a fishpond (front) and a coconut tree (back) – he was laughing (could not help it).
I laughed too. (i thought i saw the other drivers look at me silly)