I went from bankrupt to successful.
From alone to happily married.
From suicidal to fulfilled.
What was my secret?
Not the typical self-help stuff. Instead, it was this…
I learned a spiritual practice that’s thousands of years old. At first, I was skeptical – everything else I’d tried had failed. But I started with 1 minute per day and the results compounded and completely changed my life.
I hated myself. I hated that I was alone. I hated how I became a loser drenched in so much debt that I was terrified I’d end up homeless. My thoughts were like a faceless darkness drilling pain deep into my mind. How could I escape this? Would I need to die?
Ever felt like that?
I did. Then I found daylight.
I found a way to relieve my worst emotional pain. I freed myself from debt, built wealth, and fell in love with an amazing woman. We’re now married.
But you’ve heard this story before. “My life sucked and now it’s perfect. I did it and you can too!” We’ve all seen this from the world of self-help.
Ever gotten seduced into that world?
I devoured self-help for years. After I set goals, thought positive, and visualized what I wanted, feeling like I was shooting up joy into my bloodstream, the high wore off and I had nothing to show for it but how frustrated and confused I felt as my dreams shattered.
I got desperate enough to try that law of attraction stuff. The only thing I manifested was more debt. I also tried meditating, which made me feel hazy and restless. All the techniques that were supposed to work…didn’t work. I felt hopeless. Angry. Betrayed.
Ever been there?
That’s when I felt like killing myself. I drank vodka every morning to drown the darkness.
But I was too stubborn to give up – there’s a reason my mother called me “pigheaded” – and my persistence led me in a different direction. I found a practice from a spiritual tradition that’s thousands of years old. I stopped the modern self-help tricks and started training in an ancient practice, beginning with one minute per day.
I was surprised by the results. The practice wasn’t about changing my thoughts, yet my thoughts turned from hurtful to happy. I wasn’t trying to imagine a different life, yet when my emotional pain healed, I erased my self-sabotaging behaviors and leaped into a new career.
I escaped the darkness. Even better, I excelled – I built wealth doing what I enjoy and married the woman of my dreams. The journey wasn’t easy or pain-free, but I feel blessed that I got to walk it.
This book tells my story and how you can use this practice to transform your life.
“Hey!” the woman shouted as she crouched and lunged at me, limbs pumping and body weaving like a two-legged spider.
She closed the sidewalk distance between us and wrenched out her arm.
“What’s this?” she growled. The black spots of her missing teeth looked like a pair of giant dice in her mouth.
Her hand clenched my inner thigh, like a toothless dog chomping me with its gums.
As I lurched back, she scampered away, cackling, “I told you this was my sidewalk!”
I was on the southwest corner of Broadway and Nassau Street in Englewood, Colorado, a regular stumbling ground for drug addicts. To the north, the buildings of downtown Denver floated and shimmered as if a mirage. Heat pulsed from the concrete of the sidewalk, the asphalt of the road, the cinderblocks of buildings, dull red and grey paint chipping. A row of thirsty bushes lived in a bed of rocks beside the road. A single nearby tree sprouted from another pile of rocks, shading the rubble.
For 40 hours per week – excluding a half-hour lunch and two 10-minute breaks – I stood on this corner waving a sign. Every workday morning, I shimmied into a costume that looked like a giant $100 bill – ten times more than my hourly pay.
Because thousands of cars and trucks chugged by me daily, the smock got caked with a combo of exhaust fumes, sweat, and the occasional BBQ sauce stain from a co-worker who used the costume as a bib for his lunch. Hours of high-elevation Colorado sun baked everything into the fabric. Sunburns stung my skin and made it feel like rubber. A “Stop” sign cast an octagonal shadow. I looked down to the sidewalk find the shadow of my head and the shadow of the sign and merged them to protect my face.
How the heck did my life end up here? And how much crack did that woman smoke before she grabbed me?
I could answer the first question.
Six years earlier, I dreamed of becoming a millionaire. I fantasized about dating gorgeous women. I studied…. I took action on everything I learned. Six years later, I’d grown a compost heap of entrepreneurial failures and debt. You are such a loser. My thoughts, like starving animals, turned on me, clawing at my brain. I wanted to put a bullet through my head.
Debt-collectors hounded me. Each time my phone buzzed, I cringed and didn’t dare touch it. Even after the ringing stopped, the phone murmured a beep for a voicemail, reminding me that the delusions I’d constructed about growing wealthy were crumbling. When I played the message and heard a voice reading from a script, “This is an attempt to collect a debt…” I pressed the #7 button to delete the sentence before it finished.
My $10-an-hour wage wasn’t enough to pay them off or the IRS debt hanging over my head.
In a few months, I’d file for bankruptcy, which lowered my debt to “only” $50,000.
A couple years earlier, I’d started a business with two partners. One morning, I woke up in my Denver apartment, plopped in front of my computer, and typed my username and password for some of our online software.
The login information you entered was incorrect.
Huh? I slowly typed it again. Incorrect. Once more, this time watching my fingers on the keyboard. Incorrect. I tried logging into a different piece of software connected to the business. Same result.
My gut twisted. They had locked me out overnight.
Typical of my sloppy thinking, I hadn’t bothered to get listed on the corporate papers or bank account. With just a few taps on a keyboard, they’d guaranteed I’d never see a dime of the profits. There weren’t any shouting matches, demands or drama. I didn’t even bother trying to sue.
That betrayal was the last morsel of rotting food to top off the financial compost pile I’d built. Which was why, instead of enjoying a prosperous career, I was a 25-year-old college dropout who worked as a living, breathing punchline on a street corner.
If you were one of the thousands of people who drove by me, you might have looked at me with a sad smile.
Plenty did, including a couple of high school kids who stopped in front of me on the sidewalk as if viewing a zoo exhibit, shook their heads, and, deciding to talk to the animal, said, “I’m so sorry.”
“Oh, don’t be!” I replied.
Even though it appeared as if my outer world was burning down, my inner world was already rising from the ashes. My dreams of riches were splattered on the sidewalk. But something was different inside me.
I felt the happiest I’d ever been — in my entire life.
My thoughts were encouraging, I buzzed with energy, and I smiled way more than in the past.
How could this be?
I was practicing a unique way to rid myself of emotional gunk and re-write my mental programming – and it was working. Rather than the latest self-help fad, which always failed me, this secret was thousands of years old.
You just read the first 1,251 words of my book The Standing Meditation, which has already hit the #1 New Release in multiple categories on Amazon.
If you want to keep reading, then I have a challenge for you and a warning.
Here’s my challenge for you.
Get your copy of The Standing Meditation and give this meditation an honest try.
Here’s my warning for you.
You might become a different person. When some people get a taste of how this meditation can transform them, they discover there’s no turning back. That was certainly true for me.
But it’s not true for everyone. Some people don’t resonate with this practice at all. There’s only one way to find out. Get your hands on this book and discover for yourself.
In The Standing Meditation, I detail exact, step-by-step instructions on how to do the practice that changed my life, as well as:
•3 ways to quiet your mind
•The surprising method to take advantage of your bad habits to create good ones
•How I started with just 1 minute of practice per day yet still changed my life
•How the richest value investors, including billionaires, make decisions (Hint: If you’re merely weighing the pros and cons of a decision, you’re missing a key factor)
•How little-known things called egregores sabotage your success, especially when it seems like you’re just about to attain it
•The spiritual way to use social media
•4 simple questions to ask yourself to protect yourself from hidden dangers in your career and the business world
•How ancient Daoists maintained mental clarity and focus when life threw challenges their way
•The biochemical reason why you might feel awful after you achieve something you wanted (this can save you from feeling misery on top of misery… and help you achieve more things that excite and fulfill you)
•How to use hard times to set yourself up for greater success
•The truth about patience versus impatience
•What spiritual surrender truly is (this is often misinterpreted, which is why many people trying to be spiritual end up lazy and why many people work hard but end up courting disaster)
•The Daoist’s way of entering The Zone, both on and off the sports arena
•The 80/20 Rule On Steroids: How to use tiny changes to “snowball” the good things in your life and force away the bad
•And more. Clocking in at 360+ printed pages, The Standing Meditation covers way, way more than how to meditate. It peels back the curtain on the most powerful strategies, tactics, and mindset shifts I used to turn my life around. Plus, this book shows how to integrate everything into your life.
This is the book I wish someone had handed to me when I graduated high school… or before I spent thousands of dollars on coaching programs for setting goals… building habits… visualizing… and trying to harness some law of attraction… and failing so miserably that I wanted to kill myself.
I wish someone had grabbed me by the lapels and demanded I read every page. But that didn’t happen so, after years of learning the hard way, I wrote the book.
Of course, it’d be rude for me to make a reach for your lapels and that’s not possible via the internet, so consider this my emphatic challenge to you.
If you’re frustrated with how goal setting, visualization, affirmations, or other popular self-help tactics have failed you… test the methods revealed in this book.
If you believe meditation could improve your life but you’ve only gotten “meh” results from trying it… test the methods revealed in this book.
If you’re in a dark place and you feel called to walk a more spiritual path, I believe your best start is with this book.
And, if you’re skeptical, I suggest reading the book’s reviews on Amazon.
Click here to check out my book’s Amazon page.
The worst-case scenario is, you get your hands on this book, read some stories that might make you laugh, bug out your eyes in surprise, or even make your heart ache. You try the standing meditation and decide it doesn’t help you. If so, you can always return the book or give it to someone.
Or you might find this practice is the missing key for you. You might find a whole new world opens to you, where you feel more confident, energized, and old emotional patterns that used to trip you up… disappear. But there’s only one way to find out.
You’ve read my challenge and my warning – how you respond is up to you…
My new book reveals the rest of my story. Read it and experience the standing meditation for yourself. Click here to get your copy.
P.S. If you’re still on the fence, then I invite you to click here to check out my book’s reviews on Amazon.
P.P.S. To summarize: After trying all the self-help stuff and failing, going into debt, drinking alcohol every morning, and wanting to kill myself… I learned a spiritual discipline that helped me transform my life. Today I’m successful, happily married, and fulfilled. I wrote a book titled The Standing Meditation showing how to practice this spiritual discipline. It’s now available on Amazon. Does the book deliver on what I’m promising? I’ll let the reviews speak for me. Click here to read them and grab your copy.