My Book, Life Reset 5 practical steps

Life ResetQuestion:  What is the one thing that you feel genuinely passionate about?
What was the first thing you thought of? Are you living the life you really have passion for?

Starting to live your dream can be a huge challenge and for most people it is simply possible to just start doing.

But with few tools it is possible and in the book you can download for free, there are some things you can do.

What I want to tell you is about the five steps you need to take
take to restore your own life. It doesn’t happen overnight, and it does
will take courage, determination, guts and hard work, but me
hope I can inspire you to take that important first step.

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The book contains

✅ Step One: Find Your Vision
✅ Step Two: Make Your Life Plan
✅ Step Three: Be Accountable
✅ Step Four: Stick to Your Goals
✅ Step Five: Don’t Do This

When you download the book you will get six very good automatic email that complements the book. Can even say that they are better than the book you download even.

I have taken help from bestselling author Barbro Bronsberg to help write these six emails to give you even more step by step in detail how the tools work. They are really amazing all six emails. Without Barbro this would not have been possible.

I have taken the best that I have seen, which causes people to get results in life.
These are parts of my 1: 1 Life Coaching of 1000’s of people since I started in 1978 and since then 20,000 hours of one to one coaching.

Don’t miss this opportunity if you want to make changes in your life to get these six emails

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Catch in life

Add a heading(1)Catch in life. Fishing lure passes through the air and lands at the edge of the reeds. The pike chops the fishing tackle directly. The pike is a little when it is up on the gray rock. How many hours in my life have I seen the fishing tackle go through the air? Fishing has followed me since childhood. Fishing herring in the spring and pimple perch on the winter, with the ice drill drilling hole after hole. Now only the memories are left of the happiness’s face when the fish nipped. I am chasing completely different things in my life now. The biggest I haven’t had to nip, yet. The happiness of being able to succeed, catching the happiness. So it becomes permanent as an immobile rock by the sea. Happiness is thinner than air and infuses away through the gaps in life’s crackled corridors of cotton-like, air castles. Does it even exist? It is said that you must have a counter-pole in order to experience the other. So the opposite of happiness may be sorrow. Without the grip of grief in the River of Life, happiness cannot be captured.
The cat mom eats up the kittens is a picture I try to push away. But it is not possible and maybe it is the picture that takes me closer to happiness. How many times do I have to face the opposite pole before it becomes permanently anchored in the frozen core of my heart? There are so many questions I can’t answer. Imagine if I could just be ordinary. Don’t philosophize much. Just think of everyday events in life. Jobs, rest, food and where to go next vacation. Simple and concise. I crank the line of life, once again and hope that this catch is what I want most. But once again I am disappointed. Another road choice that gave fiasco. I clear the lure and prepare the next throws. Faith is said to be able to move mountains. I think everything will be better, I throw in the stream of life.
Now I will pull up the catch of the happiness of life that takes me to the stone by the sea, where time stands still and everything is ok….

Stress that never settles

Stress that never settlesThe stress that never settles in life. All the time, things happen, and things that can’t be covered. Small things to take when time is in abundance. Time that never comes and things that never get done. Life just goes on and maybe it doesn’t matter if the thing is done.

There is an effort required by force that does not exist. The postponement becomes a vicious circle. Just one more day and the whole week went by. That turned into months and years. Imagine if we chose something else. Some other way of life. Where had we been then. Happier than now or maybe not at all happy.

Speculating about the future is the only thing we can focus on. Speculating about time that has been, is like being late.

Had missions in Bangkok last month. 250 students between 12-18 years old. Is it possible to influence life choices? Is it possible to get people to choose the right path? Is there a right path?

Isn’t everything just pastime until death?

When you go to the fun fair, you want to experience as many rides as possible, but life then? It should not be the same way. Get scared, happy, have stomach upset, expectant and all the other experiences that exist, at the fun fair.

It is said that life is not a game. But also that you should not take life so bloody seriously. What would a life look like if we had no human influence?

Quiet Flows the River

This week will be a cryptic lyrics and two cryptic poems. It is not meant to understand. The idea is to take in and let everything be. The poems are written in the late 90s … the text is written now 21 October 2016. Happy reading …

Quiet Flows the River

Quiet flows the river down to the infinite. Which direction should I take? It is said that only dead fish float with the river. It means I have to swim up the river if I should live. Up to the source of my life. For the origin of everything, I stand for in my life. When there are a current and rapids, is almost impossible to crack.

Then I jump like salmon, the salmon stairs, so I will not go down by the river.
Jump I often enough to take me on in the stream of life …

The seagulls are always on the lookout for prey like me. Screaming his croaking roar and looks for to extinguish hunger in the calm water current.

Night and day I swim up against something I do not know. Moon warms me, not. But only creates mystery, with the shimmer of water. The sun gives me hope and warmth that time does not stand still.

I rest in a hole of sadness. Dark, black as night, but printed cuddly like a chrysalis of a butterfly undeveloped.

Beautiful, you are, only you have time to rest and break out of your cocoon.

Fly freely, without fighting, into the life sprinkling stream. Wings should I get, and then you should see all the beauty of life that can be….

Poem nr 1

The lady rocks forward,
on trembling stick

Cats smarts of mice’s allure

Runny stearic, talking about
combustible’s existence

Waiting pigeons brooding among the dust-filled
nostrils in future ESTATE

 

Poem nr 2

The parable of spruce tree and tulip

a spruce tree lawn green, but not wilted, as a tulip

tulips sprout onion underground, as the bear asleep in hibernation

In the spring, the bear hibernation leaves, in hunger on the way to another wilderness.

The wind howls, on the plain, while the wolf howling in the darkness of night

In obscurity, a scarecrow standing and swaying after crows

A man takes a crow from the road to death

Without reservation coffin, flowers, go to ground

I just walk on, home to an unknown country