Work Your Way Out Of The Desert. Is this how your business sometimes seems? Is it a lonely trek across a desert with no landmarks, no signposts and no trace of help? Are you reaching the point where survival seems hopeless, your destination just a mirage and even your life in danger of ebbing away? If the answer is YES, you must keep hold of the thought that, unlike the picture, where the footsteps disappear without a trace, you do still have options. You always have a choice as to your next move. This was me physically and in business. I spent six months in the Negev Desert and always found the "short looking walk" to the mountains took 2 hours, before the climb. 2020...And My Personal Desert In 2020, I found myself in the desert that was the pandemic and the loss of my businesses. I was on my own, stability was years away, and the future bleak. So bleak, I spent four months in a tent in the woods. Fortunately, help was available, and thanks to Helping Hands in Leamington Spa and the support groups, I am able to step back onto firm ground and start a new journey. - Have you been there? Are you still in that desert with the footsteps disappearing? - You keep going, determined that things will work out. You give in and set about rebuilding your life... Or you have planned for hardship and prepared for backup. - I'm just curious to see if, working together, we can both thrive. Everyone knows they will face events in business that will test them to the limit, but those who have prepared, have reached out to fellow professionals for support, and have the best chance of survival. - Reach out NOW! You can plan not just for survival but also growth and success. You have the opportunity to spend an hour with me to Make More Impact On More People and chart your path back to success. This is your chance to plan for success and prepare for survival. TAKE IT BEFORE THE FOOTSTEPS IN THE DESERT DISAPPEAR... You will walk away with a personalised Plan for a Perfect Presentation: A MindMap for your Perfect Story, and a 30-minute one-to-one Zoom call with me.

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Love is Pain. Through the hours of pregnancy searchng my breast for an escape. An escape that cannot exist. Because Love is Pain. And I have known love. I have known love...I have loved and been loved, and it brought great pleasure. It brought wonderful women into my life and beautiful daughters, and grandchildren. It brought wondeful memories...and that's why it was painful, so painful that it forced me to look at myself. And that was painful. But, now it's painful in different ways. Now the pain is loss. I am at an age where the people of my past are leaving, the people I loved, but didn't live with as a partner. The mother of my first daughter, died last year. I loved her. I cried like I've never cried before. I was able to touch her lips with my finger one more time at the funeral parlor. I touched her coffin before it disappeared, and I think of her today. I met the love of my life in 1964, through air mail, and met her physically in 1968. It was painful because I didn't understand her, or her past, But, even when I flew out of America, I knew I loved her, and it hurt all the way home. I didn't understand then, that she had a lifelong effect on my life. Through the miracle of the internet, we reconnected again in 2004 and have been talking on Face book and other platforms virtually every week. And I love her, and it hurts that I can't be with her. Especially at a time when she has suffered the losses of a husband and a son. But that's not the only pain. We found that we had different views on the American political scene, and that has led to arguments and shouting at each other over the bloody internet, and occasions where we have refused to connect for months...but I love her. The conclusion? I guess to know love you have to know pain. To know you can love, you have to know that you will be hurt along the way. I am grateful for the pain, because it means that I can still love.

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