Make transformation unique for you

“Morning,” I smile at Bakerman all fresh to start a new week. “I think I’m understanding what the ‘4h work week’ is about…”

I pause a moment as he hands me my parcels of fresh bread and buns. “And it wasn’t what I thought when I started reading. Write a book promising riches and fortune and you’ve made a bestseller. Feed people their dreams. Let them think they can have their cake and eat it. And yes you can travel the world in all freedom but you’ve got to let go of your possessions. Less is more. Stay in hostels and travel cheap. There’s something in the travel cheap part…”

Bakerman nods at me listening intently. Encouraged by his fixed gaze I continue to recount my findings from Tim Ferriss’ best seller: “But still, it’s not filthy rich and travel in luxury. Stop pretending you’re busy with futilities. Get your work done – what you have to do – and then do the things that make you happy. But do things. Passive income remains the elusive pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Still don’t know how to do it. But Tim Ferris does. We’re all buying his book and downloading his podcasts. And Deepak Chopra. And Oprah Winfrey…”

I feel a pang of jealousy but also a sense of excitement. As if I feel I have it in me to reach this level too. “Got to say I am really enjoying this book,” I conclude.

“The self-help market is in the billions,” Bakerman confirms what I already suspected. “Most of what they say is junk. Timing is everything. Not everyone is meant to be rich. Can you copy Oprah? Will her way work for you? Here is a trick you can use. Find out what service people need and provide that service in a manner that is so well done and you will be sought after.”

“Hmmm no, I am just as scared of the camera as I am of the phone,” I vehemently shake my head. “So I’m no Oprah. Providing a service in a certain manner… Can you give an example how in my current businesses?”

“What are the key things that are asked about often?” Bakerman coaxes me to think outside of the box. “Perhaps the solution being offered today is not as good as it will be tomorrow. Investigate screen printing. How it’s done and on what types of fabric can it be done on. Guys today are more feminine than girls are. They want to make fashion statements. Socks need to be colourful or patterned. Can’t be hard to do that and sell via Facebook and Instagram.”

Stagnation is never a good place to be. Yet change provokes feelings of discomfort, fear or pain. When you experience change in your life, learn to control your response and reaction to the changes that are happening. When you stop resisting change, and instead regard it as an opportunity to grow, you’ll find yourself empowered in the face of it. Fostering a sense of optimism, enthusiasm and flexibility will greatly aid you here.

* Disclaimer : Any resemblance between the fictional characters in this story and any persons, living or dead, is a miracle by chance more than by choice.


Honey, please!

“Hey, forgot to tell you,” I greet Bakerman absentmindedly that morning. The look on my face portrays the tumult of my inner workings. “My mother gave me an envelope with all my pictures. She doesn’t want my photos anymore. Nor those of my kids. I’m not sure she realizes the gesture.”

Bakerman nods at me concerned as he hands me my parcels of fresh bread and sweet buns. He then heads back to his van to continue his daily delivery round, without a single word. I am both hurt and relieved at his silence. On the one hand, I know I am nagging. I know that my endless torment and negativity is not to be shared, that I would be better off keeping it to myself. But I can’t. I need to confide in somebody. Tell them it’s not all smiles and peachy in my world.

But relieved, oh yes definitely relieved. Bakerman, just like all other people I know don’t want to hear about what’s going on in my life. They don’t want to get involved. They want to continue in the illusion that we’re all living a wonderful life. No time for failures, set-backs of ill feelings. Keep it all to yourself. Don’t let anybody know. No response means I don’t have to talk about it and I too can continue pretending that nothing is wrong. Bottle up the pain. Live the anxiety in the midnight hours all by myself.

I can immediately think of several distractions to bring me back to my happy place:

  • Applying some skin perfecting miracle oil from my new favourite supplier, Cime-Skincare. If I could time travel back, this would be my absolute must-have for every bad hair day.
  • Put on one of my new chic satin blouses by Caroline Biss. You see, satin has evolved way past the slinky nighties my mother would wear only when visiting her parents. And it’s unlikely to shed its sexy-time roots entirely anytime soon. This actually works wonders on my mood.
  • Cuddles with my little darlings. Who doesn’t love a cuddle? Whether as a moment of caring embrace or a few minutes of parent-child bonding that even the snarliest teenager looks forward to, a cuddle is an easy, powerful way to connect with anyone you care for.

I position myself at the head of the kitchen table with my three darlings in tow. I crack into a jar of honey and quickly rationalize three delicious things to do with that too.

* Disclaimer : Any resemblance between the fictional characters in this story and any persons, living or dead, is a miracle by chance more than by choice.