Most spiritual entrepreneurs I work with have everything they need to scale: - The gift - The message - The people waiting for their help But they're stuck in a pattern of waiting. Waiting until they "figure it out." Waiting until they feel "ready." Waiting until they finish their holiday Waiting for some external sign that says "NOW." Here's what I've learned after 18 years in business and 14+ years of consciousness work: THE UNIVERSE DOESN'T REWARD HESITATION. IT REWARDS DECISION. Be FIRM, have CONVICTION! When you're operating from GOD frequency, from pure presence, you're not making decisions from fear or scarcity. You're not calculating risk from the limited perspective of the character. You're moving from TRUTH. And from that place? There's no such thing as time or the perfect feeling. I've watched clients sit on their gifts for YEARS because they were waiting for conditions to be perfect. Meanwhile, the people who needed them kept suffering. The calculated risk isn't "Will this work?" The calculated risk is: "What does it cost me, and the world, if I don't move NOW?" The people need what you have. The only question is: Are you willing to bet on yourself? Theirs no question in my mind that many peeps lack TRUE certainty in what they can accomplish. They rest in trying or hoping... instead of "it's done!" Their lack of fuel... not enough, whatever it takes energy. God has already bet on you. You're here. You made it. You are all of that which you're experiencing and all that came for you to be here now. The delay isn't about timing. It's about identity. Are you still operating as the character who needs permission or Delays until the right moment? Or are you ready to move as the CREATOR you actually are? YOU ARE A CREATOR A TRANCENDENT CREATOR I've seen people delay investing in themselves because they're "travelling soon" or "waiting for the right quarter" or "need to think about it." Then six months later, they're in the exact same place.

Coming before the community I am so grateful and humbled that my book will soon be published on amazon and apple. I know my silence may not be totally acceptable, but this has consumed much of my time. With that said, special thanks to Gavin. I've felt your push to step out of my comfort zone from the start. I can still here you and see you in my visions saying "Just Do It!". That I have done.

He typed the message. Read it back. Deleted it. Typed it again. "Hey, can we talk about what happened?" His thumb hovered over send. And then he noticed something. His chest was tight. His breath was shallow. His shoulders were up around his ears. He put the phone down. Put his hand on his chest. Took a breath. What was he actually feeling? Under the need to send the text, under the need to fix it, under the need to be understood? Fear. Just fear. Simple. Clear. Nothing complicated about it. He sat with it. Didn't try to make it go away. Didn't try to logic it away. Just... felt it. In his chest. In his throat. In his hands. And after a minute, maybe two, something shifted. The fear didn't disappear. But it got quieter. Less urgent. Less like an emergency. He picked up his phone again. Looked at the message. "Hey, can we talk about what happened?" And he realized something. He didn't need to send it. Not right now. Not from this place. Not from fear trying to control the outcome. Maybe later he'd reach out. Maybe from a different place. A calmer place. A place that wasn't gripping. But right now? Right now he was just going to breathe. He deleted the message. Put the phone down. And went for a walk. See you in presence.

The no mind technique is beyond genius so freeing expanding calming so grateful to be able to receive this information

She was in the produce section reaching for apples when time slowed down. Not dramatically. Not like a movie. Just... slower. Like someone adjusted the speed slightly and everything became more spacious. Her hand touching the apple. The cool smooth skin. The weight of it. The red gradient from dark to light. She stood there holding it. And for some reason, she started crying. Not sad crying. Something else. Something that didn't have a name. An old woman next to her noticed. "You okay, dear?" She nodded. Smiled. "Yeah. Just... really present with this apple for some reason." The woman laughed. "Well, they are particularly good this week." And then the moment passed. Time sped back up. She put the apple in her bag. Kept shopping. But something had shifted. Every item she picked up after that—the bread, the cheese, the oranges—she noticed. Really noticed. Like she was touching them for the first time. At checkout, the cashier asked how her day was going. "Good," she said. And meant it. Not because anything special happened. Because she was actually there to answer the question. Driving home, she thought about it. The apple. The crying. The noticing. And she realized something. She'd been grocery shopping for thirty years. Same store. Same routine. But she'd never actually been there. She'd always been thinking about the next thing. Planning dinner. Replaying conversations. Anywhere but the produce section. Until today. Today she touched an apple. And the apple was enough. See you in presence.