In early 2008, a friend of mine named Noah invited me to a presentation for a class called the PSI Basic Seminar. I didn’t know anything about the class; although I knew my friend Noah was into personal and professional development and I trusted him. He was several years younger than me, yet radiated an indescribable characteristic that I admired. So I attended the presentation.
The cynic in me had many doubts and criticisms at the presentation. Yet, there were areas in my life that I wanted to improve. I wasn’t really living the life I wanted to live. I was going through the motions of life, having some success without truly feeling inspired by anything. I had always wanted to be a writer, talking about writing a book over the past decade without ever taking any steps toward my dream. That’s all I thought it was: a dream. People from Cleveland, Ohio don’t become successful writers. Do they?
Torn between doubt that the class wouldn’t offer anything of value and desire to live the life I wanted, I enrolled into the Basic. Five years later, I happily admit that it was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. It was a life-altering, benchmark, “what rock had I been living under” kind of weekend. Simply put, it was all about mirrors. Read more