We showed up at the secret location. Up in the mountains in San Dimas, Glendora, CA. I first spotted the 40-foot Skool Bus from the road, and I was excited! We pulled into the property that is a classic old Spanish-style mansion, as it were. The homeowners are so nice! Barb let us use the facilities. I was so excited to see Goose standing near the bus! I recognized him immediately, but I had to ask him, "Did you color your hair darker?" He said no, this is it." His hair looks much lighter on film! Anyway, you have to understand what it is like to get a hug- hello from this giant of a man! He is really strong and tall. He towers over everyone with a brilliant mind and a heart of GOLD! After the hug, I introduced him to my son. Those two hit it off brilliantly! World Tour Magical Skool Bus April 2026

Every morning I wake up with it. This dread sitting in my head before my eyes are even open. So this morning I asked myself who in me is feeling this? And I found him. A boy. 14, maybe 15. Hiding in a corner. Shaking. Wouldn’t even look at me. And I understood why. He watched his family go from abundance to nothing. The house, the traveling, the freedom gone. His father contracted into lack and never came back out. He asked for art supplies for school and was told no. He was asked to drop his education. He was last. His father died and his last words were hold on to your money. A dying father trying to protect his son. But what that boy received in that moment was the wound dressed up as wisdom. And he carried it. Honored it. Let it pull him out of abundance and into lack at the most vulnerable moment of his life. Then his sister took her life in 2008. His wife left in 2019 because he was a shell of a man. He built all of it in his body and kept walking. This morning I went to that corner. I didn’t demand he come to me. I went to him. I said I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I love you. I should have kept you safe. He put his hand on my head. And then he let me hold him. And I took him to the beach and we played in the water and the tears came so hard and so fast and so deep from somewhere I don’t even have words for. Deep wood. Deep wound. I don’t want to live from the pain anymore. I refuse it. I am cracked wide open right now and I can’t stop crying and it is the most beautiful thing I have felt in a long time. Because I accepted. Not performed acceptance. Not visualized it. Accepted. If this moved something in you drop a 🙏 You are not alone.

Hello! I'm Rith. This community seems like a ton of fun and I feel like it will set the standard for what Skool communities should be like. I'm so excited to learn from the group! Now, to the real questions: - 🦄 Favorite color? Forest Green - 🌈 Favorite Pokemon? Breloom - 🐛 Ur current skool challenge? Growing my copywriting client's paid Skool community from 300 to 500+ members at $97/month (I have no idea where to start)