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 Last Monday a wonderful couple came to our home to claim their one hour consultation with me.

A friend of theirs had purchased one hour of my consulting time (which I don’t do anymore) and gave it to them as a gift for last Christmas. They then made an appointment with my office and waited until the day arrived.

Marj and Paul Barlow were right on time. They smiled big and radiated love and good vibes. Nerissa and I instantly liked them.

We sat around the kitchen table, made small talk for a few minutes, and then I was ready to get down to business.

“How can I help you?” I asked.

Marj looked at me and said words that shook me:

“We’re here just to say thank you.”

I stumbled around for something to say.

Marj went on to explain that they have never gotten as much value from any books or audios or talks as they have gotten from my work.

I still didn’t know what to say.

She went on to say they had heard me speak last year at one of the Austin events. They had their picture taken with me and used it as a vision board. Their goal was to get to spend time with me.

If you look at the photo above (left click on it to enlarge it), you’ll see their vision board picture in it. Their goal did in fact come true.

You have to imagine my predicament:

These people used a $2,500 consultation hour to tell me how grateful they are for my work.

I had to sit there and take it.

On top of that, they gave me books as gifts, including one Marj wrote, The Possible Woman.

For most people, receiving is hard.

It pushes our buttons of deservingness.

It makes us squirm.

It made me squirm, too.

But receiving is part of the flow of life. There’s giving, and there’s receiving. There has to be. It doesn’t work any other way.

I loved my time with Marj and Paul, and count them as new friends in our lives.

Where in your life are you not giving — and where in your life are you not allowing receiving?

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS — In the course of conversation, I mentioned that Nerissa’s birthday was the next day. Well, Paul and Marj sent her flowers. She, too, had to experience receiving. There are lessons here for all of us.

What if you’re trying to attract money and nothing seems to work?

What if you’re trying to attract a loving relationship and nothing seems to be happening?

What if you’re trying to attract a new car, or a new home, or — fill in the blank — and everything you do seems to lead to a dead end?

What then?

My stance is that the blocks are in you, not in the outer world.

Clear the blocks in your unconscious mind and, son of a gun, you start easily attracting what you said you wanted — or something even better.

I’ve written about clearing methods in my books — from The Key to of course The Attractor Factor.

I’ve recorded powerful clearing methods in my new audio program The Missing Secret.

I’ve created a coaching program to help clear blocks, too.

They all work, of course.

But what’s a new way to get clear of the blocks to what you want to attract?

And what’s the real reason you don’t always attract what you say you want?

It’s all explained at www.theclearingaudio.com 

This is a breakthrough in self-help, and I invite you to at least check it out.

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com  

PS — “The Clearing Audio” may be the most amazing thing you’ve ever heard. All the details are at www.theclearingaudio.com Go see.

A few days ago a squirrel clubbed me on the head with a copper pipe.

I’ve told the story (a true one) a few times to friends, and they all enjoyed it, so I thought you might, too. Here goes…

One day a squirrel moved into the attic of our home. Since my office is on the second floor, and the squirrel moved in right beside it, I could hear him all day long watching TV, playing loud music, cracking nuts, throwing balls against the wall, and just generally distracting me with his antics.

I told Nerissa about it and she went searching online for a humane solution.

She found a place that sells squirrel houses. They are made out of recycled materials, mostly an old tire. You hang it in a tree, the squirrel sees the better deal, and he moves out of the house and into his own hanging apartment.

So I bought it.

It arrived quickly. Nerissa read the instructions. They were detailed except for one small oversight.

I’ll get to that in a minute.

We went outside and began the process of hanging the squirrel house in a tree. It couldn’t be any tree, though. It had to be a tree right beside the house. And it had to be a tree limb where the squirrel could easily see it and get to it.

That was easier said than done.

We have a lot of trees here. And a lot of tree limbs. We spent thirty minutes taking turns trying to throw a rope over the right tree limb. We’d get it over a lot of limbs, and occasionally over the phone line, but hitting the right limb was like trying to shoot a flying mosquito with a dart gun.

When I finally got the rope over the limb, the next step was to attach one end of the rope to a hook on the top of the tire house and then hoist it up.

That wasn’t easy either, but we did it.

Once it’s up, you twist the rope until a hook at the top of the tire turns and clips over the limp. At that point the tire is now hung on the tree.

But you still need to get the rope off the hook.

The contraption was designed creatively and brilliantly. A copper pipe at the end of the rope was attached to the hook. When you tug on the rope, the copper pipe releases and the rope comes down.

That wasn’t a snap, either, though.

I tugged.

Nothing.

I tugged harder.

Nothing.

This is where the directions forgot to tell us something.

I tugged even harder and the copper pipe came off and came flying at my face at about thirty miles an hour. I turned away but it still hit the side of my head.

The directions forgot to tell us that when you tug hard on the rope, it’s going to release and come straight at you.

Nerissa ran over to see if I was OK.

I was dazed but fine.

I had to ask her who she was, but otherwise there was no real damage.

Now here’s the million dollar question:

Why did I attract this accident?

In my new Nightingale-Conant audioprogram, The Missing Secret, and in my Miracles Coaching program, I explain that we do almost everything unconsciously. My hitting myself in the head was unconscious, and a (somewhat) natural result of doing something new.

But there’s a larger reason for this accident.

Last week a dear friend lost his father. I love my friend and I loved his father. There was a lot of grieving, and my friend was hurting. I wanted to help, but there is rarely anything that can be said that will take grieving away.

But I now had the story of “The squirrel who clubbed me.”

I called on my grieving friend every day, to see how he was doing. He was not doing great. But when I told him the squirrel story one day, he laughed out loud. He even thanked me.

I’ve since told this story to several people, usually people who are hurting and need a diversion or distraction.

It always works.

So somehow my “squirrel clubbing me” story was attracted to help several people in pain.

That’s pretty wonderful.

I’m glad I had the experience.

I suggest not everything that hurts you is bad. It may be for your own growth. 

Or it may also be for the humor and healing of others.

Or maybe I’m just squirrely.

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS — Yes, the squirrel moved out of the house and now has his own hanging pad. I was outside the other day, saw him peeking out of the tire, and waved at him. He gave me the thumbs up sign. At least I think it was his thumb.

Note: The Attract Wealth seminar is now accepting registrations for the event. See www.attractwealthseminar.com  Hope to see you there.

Kathryn Cassidy recently recorded a videotaped astromap reading for me. She used my birth chart to calculate where the best places are for me to live and work. She did it as a gift to me, as a way of saying thanks for being mentored by my blog. It’s about fifteen minutes long. You can see it by clicking on the below image. Enjoy.

One of my subscribers is a nun in Rome.

Her name is Sister Mary Elizabeth Lloyd.

She’s a fan of my work and says she uses my Hypnotic Writing methods to write fund raising letters to help children with AIDS.

She once told me that every 14 seconds another child becomes an AIDS orphan.

By 2010 — just 2 years from now — there will be 25 million AIDS orphans.

She explained that the death of parents from AIDS leaves behind children, usually four or five of them, who desperately want to stay together as a family – as Child Headed Households.

I urged her to write a book about this, and to offer ways you and I can help.

She did just that. The book is available today, and many people have donated bonuses for you to have when you get the book.

Get the book — AIDS Orphans Rising — the one-of-a-kind interactive guide that identifies both the problem and the solutions.

The book is now 25% off at Amazon – so for as little as $11.96, you can help this very important cause.

And 100% of all profits from this book will go to help the Child Headed Households.

You can get it at www.aidsorphansrising.org/bonuses.html and when you get it today, Tuesday, Feb. 19, you will receive thousands of dollars worth of free bonuses.

Take a few minutes to read Aids Orphans Rising and you will learn how your name can be synonymous with AIDS orphans succeeding.

 Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS — Is this a sad story? No. These children want to survive with their siblings and have a great life. This is not a story about the usual street kids sniffing glue and looking for their next hit.  This is a story of families that want to stay together, but they can’t do it alone. You can help. Get the book today.