I want to tell you a quick story about unwavering determination and unconditional love. Pay attention to the statements I make at the end of this story. They may be needed to fully understand my views and a concept I’ll bring in this section.
Roughly 10 years ago I was woken up by a horrendous ratchet around 7:30 am on a Friday.
It’s way too early. What the hell is going on? I’m furious. There’s pounding on the front door. Pounding on my bedroom window. My phone will not stop ringing. I hear a familiar voice pleading for me to come to the door and talk to her. No way in hell she’s the one blowing up my phone too. I check it. Yep. Without a doubt. It’s my sister. What does she want? We don’t talk. I guess I should go see. It might be important.
I open the door, “what?” She starts talking about this seminar called P.S.I. She tells me how she thinks it might help me change and reach my potential. We don’t see each other except for Christmas. We haven’t talked in years. What does she care about my potential? All I hear is blah, blah, change. Blah, blah, self-help. Nope definitely not important. Door. Slam. In. Face.
I go to lay back down. I can still hear her. There’s this soft, constant pounding on the wall by the front door. I have no clue how long I left her out these 5, 10, 15 minutes, more? It seems like a long time. I finally get annoyed enough to go see what she’s doing.
I open the door. I see her. She’s sitting on the ground. Back against the wall. Knees pulled up to her chest. Head down. Face hidden in her hands. “What the fuck are you doing? Leave.” She looks up at me. Her face, her hands, her knees. Completely soaked.
My heart sinks. I let her come inside and tell me about this P.S.I. Basic and how it has helped her.
I didn’t care but I did play along. I went to this P.S.I. for about 2 hours. It would be 3 attempts and 7 years before I complete this 3-day seminar. And it helped.
This event with my sister 10 years ago is one of the most singularly important events in my life. In its own right, it is more important and had more influence on me, for the better, than even the births of my 2 children.
In this one event, I saw unrestricted passion, unwavering determination, unconditional love, and so much more.
This is the event that started the journey I’m on.
I’ve said and done some messed up shit to my sister. She always forgives and loves me unconditionally.
I thought she didn’t give a shit about me. Was never there for me. I look back on my life and know that, even though there were periods of silence between us, she has always been there for me.
When I acknowledge that she has always been there and decided to build a relationship with her, she was waiting with open arms.