“I wasted my whole life!”
He’s holding his favorite cupful of coffee reheated in the monster microwave more than once this morning. His small plate with a piece of toast on it, piled so high with strawberry jam that it should be called jam with a side of toast sits in front of him. “My grandmother used to put tons of sugar on her blackberries,” he says, assigning guilt for his overabundant sweet tooth. Funny, he’s always stayed the same weight, too since his Army days. I can’t sweeten this moment enough for him now though. My father just turned 90 years old.
Sitting across from him, I want to turn back time, turn back the clock for him and watch him go to medical school, become a doctor or the Professor of Asian Studies he dreamt of being. I want to make it all better.
I will never forget this moment. It’s what spurred me on to a life of entrepreneurship, to be the captain of my own ship, designer of my own life, choreographer of my own dance. I knew, then and there, if I didn’t make a change, I would end up exactly where my father was–regretting his life.
What’s holding you back? What lies do you tell yourself at night that keep you from dancing your path to your own happiness? No one can complete that mission but you. But, I can help.
Let me be your Mentor of Movement.
Become the person you were meant to be.