Dr. Joe Vitale’s Blog

21
Aug

How to Write Your Own E-book – in 7 days

Jim Edwards and I released our e-book, How to Write and Publish Your Own E-book – in only 7 days, five years ago today.

We have sold tens of thousands of copies of it.

The book was a #1 bestseller for about two years straight.

Hundreds of people used it to write their own ebooks.

Many people told me they didn’t write their ebook in seven days, but that the system Jim and I revealed helped them get it written, period.

The ebook continues to sell and Jim and I continue to celebrate.

So today, let’s toast the book that built an empire and helped many people taste the sweet nectar of e-gold.

See www.7dayebook.com

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS – My new book hits the streets today. It’s Meet and Grow Rich, written by Bill Hibbler and me. It reveals how to create your own mastermind group. This is the definitive book on masterminds. Get it today and get a ton of freebies. See www.meetandgrowrich.com

PPS – Nerissa posted a new short video of me and Mark J. Ryan talking in the car about trust and letting go. See http://drjoevitale.blogspot.com/ Enjoy.

18
Aug

The Question that Explodes in Your Head

A wonderful woman by the name of Debra Anne Nagy interviewed me during the recent hypnosis convention.

Debbie is the author of a book titled Inner Metamorphosis and she’s a real sweetheart. I easily agreed to the interview but had no idea of the transformation about to occur.

We sat in a gazebo with cool air and tall green trees around us. There were also several people quietly and intently listening. I enjoyed the questions, but one of them really blew the lid off my brain.

If you take this one question to heart, it can lift you out of any mental blocks and limits you’ve ever experienced before. Debrah’s question was:

“What would be the one thing so big, that if you ever accomplished and/or achieved it, it would knock your socks off and make the world stand up and say, ‘holy shit!'”

When I heard her question, I lit up, exclaimed it was a mind bender, and found myself having trouble answering it.

It’s easy to come up with quick answers….like I’d like to be on Oprah…or sell millions of books…or star in my own TV show…or develop a cure for some global problem…but consider her question:

“What would be the one thing so big, that if you ever accomplished and/or achieved it, it would knock your socks off and make the world stand up and say, ‘holy shit!'”

That question requires a bigger, bolder, truly “dare something worthy” answer.

After a few minutes I remembered that I wrote in my book, The Attractor Factor, that I wanted to be the world’s first trillionaire.

Well, that would be something, wouldn’t it?

I invite you to play with Debrah’s question. You don’t need to know how you will accomplish the answer, you just need to know the answer.

From there, the magic begins.

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS — Reminders: I’ll be speaking at Pat O’Bryan’s next “Portable Empire” event in Austin, Texas in late September. The last one took newbies to netreprenuer level. This next one will rock with a delightful twist. It’s not been done before. If you want to know the proven system to make it online, then get to Pat’s un-seminar. But only 33 can attend. Details are at www.marketerschoice.com/app/?Clk=1554504 Also, the next Manifestation Weekend will be Nov 11 – 12 in Austin, Texas. Price is just like the original one: $1,000. If you’re interested, send an email to my assistant Suzanne at [email protected] Hope to see you at these events.

17
Aug

What does the Gold Plated Cigar Lighter Mean? or, Your Money Test: Part Two

Yesterday I told you about buying a gold plated cigar lighter for $612. I asked you to note how it made you feel. Now I’ll tell you why I made that request.

The night I bought the David Off luxury lighter, Nerissa, Mark and I went out for dinner. The conversation was deep and entrancing. Whenever anyone said anything wise, insightful, or positive, I flipped open the lighter to anchor the moment with a “ping.”

Sometimes they noticed what I was doing, but often they did not. The “ping” was becoming a tool for sealing beautiful moments into our minds. Milton Erickson would have loved it. So would Pavlov and his dogs.

The next day I had breakfast with Brian Dean, a remarkable cruise ship stage hypnotist. Brian told me he used my Hypnotic Selling Secrets package to take his site, which was making $600 a month, to a site making $53,000 a month.

He also told me he had no emotional attachment to money. He said it was just a tool. Since very few people have this mindset towards money, I wanted to know more.

“Let me test you,” I said.

I then told him about buying the lighter for six hundred dollars.

I asked him what he thought.

“I know exactly why you bought that lighter,” he said.

“Tell me,” I encouraged.

“You bought it to anchor in the emotions of success and deservingness. Whenever you touch that lighter, you’ll recall being here and all the success you’ve had. I think it’s a brilliant investment. It’s worth far more than the six hundred dollars. I applaud you.”

Later that same day, I was sitting in a gazebo, being interviewed by friends. I asked a couple there what they thought of my buying a lighter for hundreds of dollars.

“That’s stupid!” one gent exclaimed.

“Tell me what you really feel,” I said.

“You can light a cigar with a match,” he continued. “You don’t need a lighter, let alone one for six hundred dollars! That’s just stupid!”

Brian dean was there, and he explained his view. As the discussion grew, my gold lighter with the special “ping” became a tool for self-awareness. It revealed where people were in their prosperity consciousness.

In fact, Brian suggested he and I write a book about the whole mindset of money as a tool, which meant my lighter was becoming a money-making new project.

“Let me tell you what I think,” I began. “I have a belief in my head that says the more money I spend, the more money I receive. So when I spend six hundred dollars, I start looking for the six thousand dollars coming around the corner.”

“But you can use that money for other things, like feeding people,” the skeptic said.

“That’s a comment from a scarcity mind,” I said. “I believe you can help feed people and spend six hundred dollars on a lighter. The only limits are self-created ones.”

By now you can see why I asked you how it felt to hear about my lighter. It was simply a way to hold up a mirror to your own beliefs. That shiny gold lighter reflects your money IQ.

If you like your beliefs, keep them.

If you don’t, consider taking on new ones.

If you want to investigate all of this more deeply, the next Manifestation Weekend will be Nov. 11 – 12 in Austin, Texas. Price is just like the original one (just a little more than a gold lighter): $1,000. If you’re interested in attending, send an email to my assistant Suzanne at [email protected]

If you want to know what the first manifestation weekend was like, see www.BeyondManifestation.com

“Ping”

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS — I received my Zager guitar. It’s beautiful, sounds lyrical, and somehow seems to make me a better guitar player. Their service is off the charts wonderful, too. I wrote to them complaining that I expected a guitar case but only got a t-shirt with the guitar. They instantly wrote back, said it wasn’t their policy to send cases, but they would send me one for free because they didn’t want a disappointed customer. Now that is service to model. I’m very pleased.

15
Aug

The Story of the Gold Plated Cigar Lighter, or, Your Money Test: Part One

One night after the recent hypnosis convention, my dear friend Mark Ryan drove Nerissa and me out and away from the hypnotic buzz of a few thousand passionate hypnotists all talking at once.

We needed the break. Between the traveling and the socializing, the groupies and the interviews, the buying and the selling, there was not much time to sleep, let alone just relax. My talks were sold-out hits and my booth sold-out of all product by the second day. We were the only table with nothing on it but our elbows and a white cloth.

To celebrate, we went for a drive.

Nerissa and Mark wanted coffee, so we stopped at a Starbucks. I think we passed seven of them during one block in rural Massachusetts. One day, Starbucks will rule the earth.

I wasn’t interested in calorie-rich coffees or in sugar-infested desserts, but I was interested in finding a good cigar store.

Mark asked the spacey coffee maker at Starbucks if there were any cigar stores near by. After staring into space for thirty minutes, or so it seemed, he mumbled some directions that seemed to mean there was a cigar store someplace in New England, which gave us six states to cover.

Anyway, we went for a wonderful, relaxing ride, enjoying the tall green trees, the lack of billboards along the highway, the beautiful lakes here and there, and more. It was very relaxing.

After a while, I spotted an actual dedicated cigar store.

Mark turned around and pulled into it.

I’m new to cigar smoking and have never been inside a huge store of cigars and pipes. There were hundreds if not a thousand or more cigars to look at. We asked the manager for some guidance. Turns out the manager, Ernie, was personable and informative.

He told us the truth: All cigars are pretty much the same except for marketing.

The difference between a $50 cigar and a $5 cigar is really $45.

He went on to explain that some companies market themselves as the luxury, never-make-a-bad-cigar brand, such as David Off.

Other companies only make a limited amount of a good cigar, and then advertise the scarcity of their item.

It was all pretty fascinating.

I told Ernie I needed a lighter.

But I added that I didn’t want just any lighter.

“Pretend Donald Trump walked in,” I said. “What kind of lighter would you show him or any other tycoon?”

Ernie went over to a glass display case and pointed at several lighters inside it. They were all gold and silver. They looked stunning and luxurious. I was pretty sure they would cost $50 or more, at least.

The gold one caught my eye.

“Tell me about that one,” I said, pointing to it.

“Ah, the David Off gold plated lighter,” he said, savoring the words as he spoke them. “You don’t get much better than that.”

He pulled it from the display case and flicked the flint. Double blue flames appeared. It was a hypnotic dance of fire.

“It looks like two flames,” I noted.

“It is,” he said. “This is to light all sides of your cigar at one time.”

He then added something interesting.

“What this lighter is known for is something else, though.”

He then paused, closed the lighter, and popped it open again.

“You hear that ping?” he asked.

He opened and closed the lighter a few more times.

There was a clear crystal like “ping” that appeared in the air as he flipped the lighter open.

“People who know the brand of David Off can recognize that ping from across the room.”

I asked to hold the lighter.

It was heavy, like solid metal should be. It looked like something a King or Queen would have. It felt comfortable in my hand. And when I opened that lid, the “ping” seemed entrancing.

I opened and closed it a few more times, letting Nerissa and Mark hear the “ping.”

Mark dug it, smiling every time he heard it. Nerissa didn’t say anything one way or the other. She was looking at humidors and imagining them as jewelry boxes.

“How much is it?” I asked Ernie.

By now Ernie was helping someone else. He raised his hand to ask me to wait. While he did that, Mark looked in the display case and saw the price of another lighter.

“Looks like it’s over four hundred bucks, Joe.”

“No, that’s not the price,” Ernie interrupted.

He then reached into the case and pulled out the box for the gold plated lighter.

I read the price tag.

It said $612.

Six hundred and twleve dollars.

Six hundred and twelve dollars for a lighter.

I thought about it for maybe one minute, and then said I wanted it.

I bought it, too.

Now let me ask you this:

What do you think of my spending $612 on a lighter?

You don’t have to tell me, but you do need to tell yourself.

How do you feel about it?

Stay tuned to Part Two, where we will go deeper into this story and Your Money Test.

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS — I’ll be speaking at Pat O’Bryan’s next Portable Empire event. The last one took newbies to netrepreneur level. This next one will rock the house with a delightful twist. It’s never been done before. Leave it to Pat to take his own innovative program to a whole new level. All the details are at www.marketerschoice.com/app/?Clk=1554504 Show up and I’ll let you hear my lighter go “ping.”

PPS — UPI (United Press International) picked up my “Happiness Burns More Calories” news release that I told you about last week. UPI is one of the wire services that feeds news to all media. This means the entire world may eventually learn of my news release. This is very, very good. It also demonstrates the power of publicity. You need to be doing this, too. See www.upi.com/ConsumerHealthDaily/view.php?StoryID=20060809-032401-4800r

14
Aug

A First-Hand Report on Traveling During Orange Alert

Nerissa and I headed to the airport early last Thursday morning, oblivious to the just implemented orange alert at all the airports.

We were surprised to learn we couldn’t take water or lotions on the plane. I rely on water to stay healthy. I take gel-like nutritional packs with me so I don’t eat the airline food. All of that had to be trashed.

No one explained why to us, or to anyone else.

When security stopped me and went through my carry-on bag, the gent examining my stuff was kind enough to tell me about the potential terroritst attacks and the new level of high security. Knowing what was happening helped a lot in reducing our anxiety and confusion.

After we got through security, we saw the television sets in the airport blasting the news out to the world. As I listened, they sure made the airport experience sound worse than what it really was. If I were planning to go to the airport, the media warnings might have talked me out of it. But I was in the airport, and everything was totally fine.

Nerissa and I got on two flights that day, and two more yesterday.

We never had a problem.

We didn’t encoutner long lines.

We didn’t hear any unhappy travelers.

And every flight was sold out.

Life was pretty much going on as usual, simply minus some water and lotions.

Again, the media focuses on the negative and distorts reality. A front-page close-up photo of a guard at an airport holding a machine gun makes you think some negative thoughts. But the truth is, I never saw a guard carrying any weapon at all.

I’m glad we are being protected.

But don’t let the media rule your experiences.

Ao Akua,

Joe
www.mrfire.com

PS – I have much to report about the hypnosis convention. It was a whirlwind adventure with non-stop magic and miracles. Stay tuned.