My Business Started with a Secret!

This is the story of how I became a small-time entrepreneur and started living my life on my terms rather than by the rules of someone else.

The problem being I was confused and frustrated as I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life.

If I had, then I would have gone to college to study. I was stupidly frightened I would spend years learning and becoming proficient in a specific subject, only to discover it wasn’t what I wanted to do. 

For that reason, I did nothing, which was a BIG mistake. 

I now know inaction and procrastination is suicide, while momentum is essential. If you make a mistake by doing the wrong thing, you can always change direction, but not when you’re standing still. I was so static and frightened of doing the wrong thing and making a mistake.

Stagnation was setting in.

I was just nineteen years young, and even at that tender age, I truly hated my job with a passion. In fact, I hated everything about it. Particularly, the twice daily commute which wasted sixty minutes of my time every trip, or two full hours each and every day watching life pass me by. I disliked the miserable faces of the other commuters who were also on-route to their own dead-end jobs, which were taking them nowhere.

Just imagine, I only had forty-six years to go before I could retire, and it was that thought which I found the most unbearable.

Monkeys could have done my job, and as a result they payed peanuts for my services. I knew it was time for me to escape before I became a permanent fixture.

But what would I do?

Replace one dead-end job with another?

No, thank you!

So I stupidly did nothing and stayed at the same miserable job while I wallowed in my pity and frustrations.

I now know that action is always the key to success. That it’s always better to do something, rather than nothing!

My salvation, however, was closer than I knew and lay hidden in the printed word. I was already a voracious reader and devoured books at a frightening speed, with which the local library kept me well supplied.

Unfortunately, in 1980, the local library didn't yet stock the type of books I most needed, although I didn't know that at this point. 

These being the "How Too!" Pop psychology, motivational type books which were becoming both popular and were much needed.

Until that point, I had never had much time for magazines.

However, as I was always short of reading material, I was quick to pick up discarded magazines which I collected to read at a later stage.

Soon a huge pile of colourful magazine had grown into a small table in my bedroom, on which my lovely mom placed my morning cup of tea.

One weekend, the temptation not to dive in became too great, and I started reading. Although I didn’t know it then, this was to prove a pinnacle turning point in my life. 

The personal nature of the stories surprised me, although the adverts held far more appeal. One which captured my full attention promised to reveal the secrets of how to attract virtually anything I desired into my life!

Really?

I read and re-read the advert so many times I felt sure the ink on the page started to fade. It fascinated me and I couldn't put it down and kept going back to it. The vendor was very definite. This special secret could be mine for just £1 plus a stamped addressed envelope.

It was truly tempting…

You may now snigger and say that £1 sounded like a pittance. Today it is. 

However, at the time, my take-home wage was just £6 per week. Half of which my mother took to keep me warm and fed.

Then, and after paying for my bus fare, it left me with the princely sum of just £2.50 in disposable income.

At that time, £1 was 40% of my net wage, which I had traded my valuable time for, and at that time of my life, it was a big deal.

What if this was a confidence trick? 

How would I feel then if I lost my money? But, more importantly, how, if this material really contained a secret which would help me improve my lifestyle?

Could I afford to miss it? 

The answer was a simple no.

I needed this opportunity to develop positive momentum in my life. The moment I made the buy decision, my positive action delivered an unexpected benefit. 

My mindset changed and went into overdrive. I became impatient and my head filled with potential and possibilities and a million and one thoughts filled my head.

I wrote my short order letter out the morning before I went to work and double and treble checked I had written my address accurately. 

Again, my mind became very positive, and I started to smile at the other commuters on the bus, and many glared back at me in surprise, presumably wondering what I had to feel happy about.

In truth, I was feeling certain I WOULDN’T have to do this journey for much longer. 

But what I would be doing I had no idea?

My mind speculated creatively, and I was sure, in fact, certain, whatever, I wouldn't be doing it for somebody else!

That lunchtime, I almost ran to the post office to buy a postal order to the value of £1, which I quickly sealed in the envelope. Then I posted it in the red letterbox outside and grinned contentedly to myself at the knowledge I had just taken a life-changing action.

I have always been a very positive individual, and now I was so excited and full of expectation, although I wasn't certain of what to expect.

I became disappointed that my secret didn't arrive by return post, nor did it arrive the next day, or the one after that. There again, I am both impulsive and exceptionally impatient.

Two days later, found me mentally composing a letter of disappointment in the depths of my mind, although it would never be sent. Didn't the vendor understand how important this information was to me? Obviously not!

My secret didn't arrive that Saturday either, and I was wondering if I had been conned out of my investment.

With pouting lips I would have to wait till Monday at the earliest, and still my mind and my optimism stayed positive and worked overtime. I contemplated the things I would attract into my life using this secret when it arrived.

That Monday, I felt positive as I took the bus home that my secret would be waiting for me when I arrived home, and I wasn't disappointed.

I had never had a letter before and my mom had neatly placed my stamped addressed envelope between my knife and fork at the dinner table.

Upon seeing it my heart rate increase so much you would have thought I had just ran all the way home, rather than taking the bus.

Like someone receiving their exam results, I suddenly became exceptionally nervous about the content of the envelope. I wondered what I would do if it was disappointing or if the information was of no use to me.

I had placed such a high expectation on my investment. However, I later discovered, when I expected the best to happen, it often did.

"What is it dear?" Asked my mom with interest as she replaced the envelope with my evening meal of beans on toast.

She fondled the envelope with curiosity, highlighting the fact it didn't contain more than a sheet or two of paper, which was a little disappointing. But there again, how much space was required to write out a secret?

I was so consumed with the contents of my envelope, I hardly tasted my food that evening, and my mother grew suspicious and pressed me on what was hiding inside?

Rather than tell her a lie, and not being sure of what was in the envelope, I ran upstairs, hiding the envelope below my pillow. I returned with the magazine so my mom could see the advert for herself.

She studied it carefully for some moments before giving her head a slight shake and exhaling deeply.

She was struggling to find a non-judgmental comment while remaining encouraging. I ate my food so quickly it later gave me indigestion. But knowing what was about to happen next was important, and heartburn was just temporary.

I climbed the stairs to my small cosy bedroom and opened the envelope cautiously in case the secret fell out unseen, and landed in a dark corner. I was unsurprised by what I found. There were just two sheets of beautifully handwritten and photocopied notes in return for my investment.

What captured my attention first and most prominently was at the top of the first sheet, and written in royal blue ink, was written the number 9,827.

This puzzled me at first, and I wondered if this was the amount of secrets that the vendor had sold? I would later discover that it was.

Before reading the secret I considered this, and the sheer amount of profit they, whoever they may be, may have generated. Which, at the time to me, was truly mind blowing. This sum would buy you a nice house.

The first page was a friendly combination greeting.

A congratulations and introduction page which reinforced the fact that I now possess the simple secret to attracting virtually any desire into my life.

It was also a reminder that I should use it wisely and spend time in mastering the technique, which would serve me well for the rest of my life.

The second sheet was far more interesting, and at the top, and written in large bold letters, was printed:

"The Secret of Affirmations!"

At first, I wasn't sure what affirmations were? But a brief explanation followed close behind.

Apparently, I was about to discover the method of attracting virtually anything by using my subconscious mind, which would help me achieve it.

‘I was fascinated!’

Apparently, this was an exceptionally simple technique, where in the privacy of my mind, I only needed to repeat a positive affirmation over and over again. Although they didn't state specifically how many times I needed to use it.

I was surprised at its simplicity, but remained open-minded.

So what did I want this secret to attract for me?

A million pounds sounded nice. Or even £9,827 as I presumed, the seller of this information had already made.

I thought seriously about what I wanted to attract most and knew it was a method of giving up my horrible day job. Or making a good, if not substantial, wage working for myself without the need of a nasty boss and mind numbing daily commute?

This sounded like a very worthwhile objective, and I began to compose my first affirmation from the examples they had provided.

I read and reread the instructions several times to make certain I got it right. However, it was so simple EVEN I would find it hard to get wrong. I needed to do just 3 things:

• Write a smart verbal affirmation.

• Repeat it with genuine conviction and a smile on my face.

• Continues to affirm my desire until it manifested.

The last sentence of this short page was a clincher, which stated:

 "Be careful what you wish for! Using this simple method, you will get it!"

I composed my simple affirmation and spoke it out loud.

“Every day, many creative methods for generating an enviable income come to me!"

I later improved and upgraded it to:

“I am a profitable, creative idea magnet!”

I started to use my affirmation immediately, and as I lay back in my bed.

I TRULY believed I would get my desire, but nothing happened immediately. So I kept repeating it until sleep came to me, and still no ideas had arrived.

However, as I became drowsy and about to fall into oblivion, and although I had burning indigestion from bolting my food, a powerful feeling of positive and impending good fortune grew in my mind.

As I slept, I was fully aware of this. It was a truly good feeling, and I enjoyed a pleasant sleep, although I still didn't know how or what would happen. I knew my fortunes were set to change, and I felt wonderful.

This was the power of positive thought in action.

The next morning, I still felt positive and truly exhilarated. Although totally exhausted, and as if I hadn't had any sleep at all.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes while wondering why I felt so tired? Perhaps my subconscious mind had been working overtime? I was about to discover that it had.

Without warning, an idea popped into my mind.

In fact, it would be more accurate for me to say it exploded into my mind with a giant blast. It was a very good idea, and I immediately knew it was one which I could do for myself, and make money from.

My inner feelings were hard to describe.

I reached for a notepad and started to scribble down my thoughts and the new possibilities this idea had triggered.

I was glad I did because moments later another idea came to me, and another, then, an even better one, and I was so excited. This was followed by another, and another.

It seemed my mind had waited till the morning and then set free an avalanche of ideas. The problem was recording them all. They were now coming to me so quickly; I had to write them down as fast as I could.

My mum was calling me for breakfast, but certainly I had no appetite. I also had more important things to do than to eat.

I kept writing, and I filled mainly pages with possibilities and ideas, till my mum appeared in my bedroom doorway.

"You’re going to be late for work young lady," She said with concern.

"I'm not going to work today mum, in fact, I may never go again!" The look of astonishment on her face was wonderful.

My mum could see I was fully engaged in something, and presumably she thought this had something to do with my secret, so she left me scribbling my ideas.

The brain dump of good ideas continued for perhaps half an hour or so, although writing them down and expanding upon their potential took me till lunchtime.

By then I had six very doable ideas, and they were was still in progress and coming to me bit by bit.

My mom reappeared.

"You really should go to work," she repeated.

"I've made you a sandwich!" It never tasted as good because I was truly starving, and I agreed I would go to work.

I wasn’t really sure why but I felt that I NEEDED to go. I also needed to leave the house and get a new larger notebook.

The midday bus was empty and I could sit anywhere for my complete journey rather than standing. I wasn't sure what I was going to say when I got to work, but I instinctively felt everything would be okay.

As it happened, I didn't need to say anything. My nasty know it all boss said it for me and shot himself in the foot in doing so. He certainly didn’t expect what was about to happen.

"I'm stopping you a full day's pay, and you can leave immediately if you don't like it!" he said in the most arrogant and condescending voice he could muster.

“PERFECT,” was my simple reply, and his mouth fell open in surprise.

That was the last time he would bully or humiliate me into a bad position. Thanks boss, I was free, and now I had the confidence and the knowledge to make it happen for myself, and I did.

To keep what could be a very long story short, I spent the rest of the week in preparation for my new venture, which I would later call a side hustle.

Going out on my own was the best thing I have ever done.

Although my mum was worried for me, the following week, my first in business, and in just three days, I generated a net profit of £224 compared to the £6 I would have earned for the week in my old job.

This was just the start, and through my career I have chopped and changed my thoughts, ideas and ways in which I generate an income.

Anyone can do it, if they only believe they can, and of course take action.

The secret I purchase was simply a technique of affirming what you wanted to attract into your life. It's a powerful technique, and one which you could use also, anyone could.

The fact was, I took action, massive action towards generating momentum in my life. Since then I have made many mistakes and learned from them.

You can do the same.

Still, the morning buses are full of disappointed people on their way to their dead-end jobs, which will take them nowhere. Nothing changes, except now you know you don't have to be one of them.

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