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Discovering My Passion Over a Burger with Bacon

My journey with PSI Seminars started in November of 2006. I remember driving to a Basic presentation thinking to myself I want to get involved in giving back, doing community service projects, and providing for the less fortunate. I had never done that type of thing and didn’t know where to begin or even what I wanted to do. I arrived at the presentation and a month later I was taking the Basic.

I sat for the first two days thinking I knew this stuff…and then Saturday, “the game”. Ok, so I realized in that moment that although I knew this stuff, I was definitely not applying it in my life. I knew that I needed to look deep into myself and discover what was hiding inside. I immersed myself into all the classes PSI Seminars offered. I enrolled in PSI7 January ’07, started PLD January ‘07, and went to WLS April ’07. Read more

School Today

Little Madison and Makenzy blast into the house. “We’re hoooooome!”

“How was school today? What did you learn?” The kids eagerly recount their exciting day of geometry, English, physics, history, and more.

Adults are immersed in school-of-life subjects such as relationships, work, dreams, finance, health, etc. However, we rarely do the “what did you learn today?” routine even though we attend our schools every day. Read more

A Relationship with Time

A long time friend and I rekindled our relationship between California and New York. During the year the we were rebuilding our friendship, we had much in common. I’d say, “I heard that from Tony Robbins (or some other source), where did you?” And he’d answer, “PSI Seminars.” He told me about some seminar courses and that he staffed something called “MLS“, some sort of men’s class. I didn’t think much of it then.

And so it began. Almost a year later, I was in CA and he mentioned a mutual friend was going to “take the Basic”. I was intrigued & researched without asking him any questions. Before I knew it, I was scheduled to fly to San Diego to be in my Basic Seminar. I didn’t know what it meant then but this friend told me he was to be CHIEF of my Basic Seminar. PSI grads are likely to agree – there are no coincidences here. Read more

Write Your Name…One Woman’s Thoughts

Voices in my head. The voices in my head were having full blown conversations, and all the while I was sitting there looking busy, doing the task at hand. I’m talking about the “write your name” exercise at the Basic Seminar. Remember, “write your name as many times as you can”? Nice and simple, huh?! But the voices in my head were firing off. Crazy? I don’t think so. I think those voices are our connection to source. Pure. Direct. And only if we just cooperate and get out of our own way does the magic start to happen! Only if I get out of my own way!

With the simple request to write my name as many times as I could, the voices in my head started feeding me all kinds of information. Of course, it’s just storytelling. And for me, there in lies the lesson from this exercise: I am feeding myself these stories. All the while I am thinking, “he’s talking awfully loudly and I bet it’s distracting some of these people”. Ha! Mind you, that was a conversation I was having in my own head that was distracting me from my assignment, even though, it actually was me doing the assignment perfectly. How ironic! Read more

Screening My Way to Success

Of all the tools and techniques I’ve learned from PSI Seminars, Screen of the Mind has got to be my favorite. I’ve used this simple meditation to manifest everything from new living room furniture to a more fit physique to playing a sold-out show at the world-famous Whisky A Go-Go. Most recently, I used Screen of the Mind to land the career of my dreams and create a life of liberty and abundance.

Last year, my amazingly brave 9-year old brother was diagnosed with osteosarcoma, a bone cancer that rapidly destroyed his leg. Living in California, 3,000 miles away from my family in New York, proved to be very challenging at that time. I decided to take six weeks off from work and go home to support my family. The experience was life-changing, and in ways one might not expect.

I returned to California certain of one thing: it was time for a change. I would have stayed longer in New York, except I had to get back to work; I had to pay the bills. I realized that I was a prisoner of my own making. I had structured my life with very limited liberty, and after seeing my baby brother’s life threatened, it became clear to me that there simply is no time to waste. If I was going to live a worthwhile life for however long I might be blessed with one, I had to do it NOW. Read more