The Next Chapter...

It is not everyday that you are told the “winds of change are forcefully upon you” and that “the next chapter of your life needs to begin immediately.” It is really not everyday when you find this out from your dead grandfather. It’s even more uncommon when he’s telling you this through an odd little clairvoyant man with a thick English accent, sipping tea and rocking back and forth in a trance! But that is exactly how it started today; sitting in the living room of a strange little house in a commune out in the boonies, hearing about my chakras and my auras and my duplicate spiritual body, all the while thinking “Oh shit, wait until my friends hear about this one!” I was looking around at the bird clock and all the new age crystals and trinkets, thinking of the Seinfeld episode when George is told to lay off hot water, thinking of all the carnival gypsies, the fortune tellers, the palm readers, the crystal ball reading Oda Mae Brown hustlers out there when it suddenly happened. Somewhere in the whole process, somewhere in the animated trance...it floored me.

This Spiritual Doctor saw a very strong woman looking after my wife and our new baby girl. He said she is very, very happy with the new baby and she is making sure everything works out for us. She is fiercely protecting them both and loves them very much. She is there to help us and wants the best for us. He said this woman is fairly new to the spiritual world and she only entered it a year ago. He asked if we’ve been deeply affected by cancer because this person died as a result of it. All of a sudden I couldn’t breathe anymore and the crying started. He asked me a question and I couldn’t even answer it because I couldn’t catch my breath. And I didn’t even care! I just let it happen. I cried. I cried because this total stranger just told that my mom, a very strong woman, who loved me and my wife very much, who fiercely protected us, who died a year ago of lung cancer, is protecting my wife and my baby! What the hell would you do? Not cry? Bullshit. There were so many other things dealing with our business and my family and how I have a bright yellow aura showing creativity and how I've been lacking self-esteem in it because "someone has severely dented my confidence in being creative." I'm pretty sure I know who that is.

So here I am, writing my first blog after sitting at my desk trying to figure out what happened this morning, hoping the “winds of change” bring me out of a sinking family business which I’ve grown to hate. I’ve done this for 15 years and I’ll be lucky if I have a family left after it. I’m done. It’s time to formulate the old exit strategy and move on. So consider this my Jerry Maguire epiphany, my time to do bigger and greater things. Hopefully you’ll stay with me and help me change the world in my new life....


The Dan