Brain Stroke Miracle 4

When you think back on your life what stands out?  Graduation day? your first time making love?  Walking down the isle?  Your 30th birthday?  Maybe.  But isn’t there something beyond that?

What would be so compelling you’d risk a living death to have?

First He showed me my life.  I saw my grand daughter and grand son growing up.  My children maturing and finding their success.  I saw you, everyone on our list now and to come.  I saw my business continue to grow and succeed beyond my wildest dreams.

All well and good, but what good are grandkids you can’t hug?  Or successes you can’t celebrate?

This whole conversation was in a video format.  I’d ask a question and I’d get a movie for an answer.  Actually, I’d get a simultaneous flash of hundreds of movies, home videos, and overviews.

Kind of like going to Youtube heaven on a speed pass.

Then He showed me death.  I would be welcomed into what must have been Heaven or Abha.  It was like a giant party.  My mom and dad, aunts, uncles, friends and so many folks I didn’t know all celebrating my arrival.

Oh, my God, was it appealing.  No more pain.  No more struggle.  No more tests.  No more challenges.

No more challenges?

No more rapid growth in consciousness.  No more helping others stretch the limits of possibility.  No more Quantum Masters.   No more active role in creating the World 2.0.

I was watching a giant retirement party.  If I chose death it meant sitting on the sidelines while everybody else got to do things.  Motivate.  Initiate.  Innovate.  Connect.

I was being taken out of the big game.  No wonder Brett keeps coming back.  Once you’re out, you’re done.

Wait!  I still had something to contribute. Quantum Selling and Quantum Marketing are both powerful tools for the World 2.0.  Powerful, breakthrough selling skills and now stroke recovery.

I don’t want to retire.  I don’t even like to go to sleep at night because I have to stop doing stuff.

This is what I’ve waited for my whole life.  I’ve prepared for this time my whole life.  All the struggle and growing I’d done and it was for nothing if I couldn’t play.

How could I quit?  How could I voluntarily leave the biggest game in history with two minutes left in the fourth quarter?

This is the Super Bowl of Historic Change.  Right now!

The old ways of business have failed us.  People everywhere want change.  They want to be treated fairly and openly.  They’re tired of being cheated, abused and lied to.

This is our time to push back the old ways of doing things and build a new, better, more peaceful world

How could I leave?

I chose to stay not because God told me I’d do great things.  But because I had a chance at helping do great things.  A chance at doing something meaningful.  I had a chance.

So, I chose to live.  And here is where it gets interesting.  No, here is where the miracle begins.  Because at the very instant I chose life everything changed.   My near death experience pales in comparison to what happened next.

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Brain Stroke Miracle 3

Seems like all you ever hear about when people face death and come back is the goodie two shoes ending.  “I met God and lived.  Oh, and there was this white tunnel.”

But wasn’t there a decision process?  How’d that go?  What were the pros and cons?

Or is life so compelling the decision is a foregone conclusion?

I don’t think so.  At least, it wasn’t for me.

For me the physical pain was nothing compared to the mental and emotional anguish.  Knowing my condition and what that meant was devastating.

My life was over.

If I choose to continue breathing it meant the possibility of existing in a nightmare state, a burden to others, institutionalized for maybe 20 years, worst of all, a prisoner sealed inside a body that was little more than dead weight.  A human tomb.  Alone.  And without purpose.

Oh, I didn’t need any Doctor to tell me how bad it was.  I knew.  Your spirit always knows the truth.  Don’t blame me if I wasn’t all that anxious to live.

Life at the cost of life itself, what kind of choice is that?   A life void of joy, adventure and beauty.  No long walks on the beach, no movies or art exhibits, no more books.

God, I wouldn’t be able to write!  Or paint!  Or make love!  No creativity.  No way to express the revelations, the ideas, the fun that packs my brain 24/7.

Life without living.  Life minus all the things I love.  Even Brett Favre wouldn’t come back for that.

To spend my remaining years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes,  seconds and the eternity that seems to lie between them…all without hopes or dreams…that was my decision to make.  Thank God, I had such a wonderful, judgment free environment in which to choose.

Because I’d pretty much decided to cash in my chips.

I’ve always been fascinated with people who’d had near death experiences, but I never thought I’d have one.  Especially, not
one like I had.

See, the near death experiences (NDE) that I’ve heard about always have a tunnel of light, visions of leaving their bodies, ascending from earth and a meeting with God or an Arch Angel like Gabriel or a Manifestation like Christ, Mohammed, Buddha or Baha’u’llah.

Did you know that the Angel Gabriel visited Mother Mary and Mohammed both?  I wouldn’t be surprised if he went to the desert with Christ and again with Baha’u’llah and up the mountain with Moses.  Religions are more alike than we know.

But don’t get excited; I didn’t get one of those near death experiences…mine was more abstract.  More esoteric.  More me.

I also didn’t get the Divine directive from God saying I must go back.  That my time wasn’t up.  All I got was the opportunity to choose.

He, my Special Liaison with the afterlife, gave me a crystal clear picture of what was possible if I chose to stay in the world.

I saw what I could accomplish physically after stroke.  I also saw the effort it would take.  My stroke recovery wasn’t a pretty picture.

Learning to walk and eat all over again.  Slurred speech and thoughts I couldn’t express or even find words for.  Dragging my body around for months, maybe years.  Muscles either refusing to function or spasming involuntarily and incessantly.  Bones pulled out of alignment causing constant stabbing pain.

Not a whole lot of incentive there.  I was ready to fold cash in my chips and call it quits.

Then He showed me what I could accomplish for the ones I love and those that love me.

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Selling Skills – Quantum Selling (R) Tips

We talked about selling training for Quantum Selling and the importance of using the established protocols during a recent Masters meeting.  I thought you might like to listen.  Quantum Selling is an amazingly powerful selling skill; it goes way beyond traditional cold calling for closing sales when done correctly.

Enjoy, it’s about five minutes.

Tom Pauley

Brain Stroke Miracle 2

I’m going to get to the miracle healing I received with your help and with the help of Quantum Selling and Quantum Marketing, but first I must set the stage.

See, I had no idea what a stroke was before I had one.  If I had known maybe I would have made different decisions.  I certainly would have had a sleep study done.  I could have avoided the stroke all together.

So bear with me.  We both need to hear this.

After the big one (I had seven episodes total) they parked my body in ICU to get some rest.  I was secured with bed rails, an oxygen tube, two IVs, an automatic BP cuff that went off every ten minutes with the strength of an Anaconda, automated plastic leg squeezers from Hell and a huge harness of wires connected to a bank of machines, buzzers and alarms.

Then they turned the temperature to 65 F  so I’d be sure to sleep.  Hospitals are wonderful places to avoid.

The good news is my spirit wasn’t there.  It left my body and headed straight for the Portal.  Of course, the leg squeezers, the BP cuff and  all the buzzers and alarms were a constant reminder of my plight.

But the spirit is indomitable and I did manage to open the door to that miracle I mentioned.

I don’t really remember much.  In fact, the only thing I remember clearly those first few days was the conversations I had in the Portal.  With Him.

I talked with this magnificent Spiritual being.  Actually, the word magnificent is so inadequate it seems like an insult which I do not intend.

I like to say it was God or one of his Manifestations, you know a Divine Celebrity of some kind.  But frankly, I have no idea who I talked with.

I can’t describe or even picture Him, if it was a Him. Might have been a Her.  All I remember was a feeling of absolute safety and protection.  I knew I could say and explore anything with impunity.

I was Honored beyond my ability to explain it to be in His or Her presence.  That I remember vividly.

And the embarrassing fact is I was deciding if would live or die.  And to be honest dying held all the cards.

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Brain Stroke Miracle

I’ve had to curtail my duties at RichDreams.com.  I’ll still be on calls, but I won’t have much to do with promotions.  And for a good reason.

I found a new, powerful benefit from Quantum Selling.  Miraculous healing.

It’s imperative I tell you about my experience healing from the brain stroke I experienced March 28, 2009.

Because it’s a miracle.  A miracle you helped create.  What happened  to me could not happen, except it did.

I have avoided talking too much about it.  I needed some time to process the whole thing.

It is both very intimate and a little amazing even for me.

Talking about making and losing money is easy.  I can bare the most devastatingly intimate details without raising a sweat.  But talking about my stroke has proven a lot more difficult.

In fact, after writing one page I was exhausted the whole day.

I guess my fear is that if I tell too much about the aftermath of Stroke Tom, you’ll reject me.  You’ll avert your eyes and stop reading for fear it’s catching.  Like pretty people at the mall I pass in my wheel chair.

Well, it isn’t catching.

Believe me, ignoring a stroke won’t keep you from getting one.  I’ve tried that.

Now, if you rated strokes like they rate hurricanes,  I had, at least, a Class 4, maybe a Class 5.  Something along the level of Katrina.  It didn’t kill me, but damn.

The Doctors went with Class 5.  They told my family the first night, “that is it for Tom.  He will never walk, talk, write, feed or dress himself again.  He’ll spend the rest of his life in bed.”

I didn’t hear that, of course.  I was too busy choking on my own salvia.

God, that sounds gross.  I promise not to dwell on gory details, but you need to know that I was in bad shape.  And I need to know where I am.

See, that’s really why I’m writing about Stroke Tom.  It’s the first rule of Quantum Marketing.  “Before you can move forward you must know where you are.”

And of course, that’s how my stroke recovery started…with a Quantum Healing.

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Selling Skills – You can’t do it!

You can’t make money in today’s economy.  You can’t get a decent job, today.  You can’t sell anything being a good guy.

And my all time favorite, you can’t do anything for at least a year following a major stroke.

Nonsense!

You can do anything you set your mind to.  As long as you believe one thing.  And I mean really, truly believe it.

You have to believe that all things are possible.  Against impossible odds.  Against unwinnable situations.  Against common wisdom and popular opinion.

You must believe to the core of your being that all things are possible.  And you can do it with the help of the Universe.

I’ve made great money without working hard.  I was given the great job I asked for it.   I survived two bankruptcies and a dot bomb crash…

Because I believe all things are possible.

I sell everything from our Rich Dreams products to my own healing in a fifteen minute state of bliss once a day.

Oh, and I just finished a major (one handed) writing project 3 months after the doctors said I might never talk, walk or write again.

Hey! I’m a believer.

And I’m not the only one.   We have a whole army of folks just like you doing things others said they could not do.  Closing sales, staying healthy, safe and protected.

So how do you believe without a doubt?  How can you refuse to waver regardless of the pressure to give up?  How?

You work on it.  You accept the confirmations God gives you.  You refuse to dwell on the unpleasant things of life.  And you focus on everything positive.

That’s what we do.

We offer aids based on our experience., including selling training.  Some are free.  The others are well worth their price.

Don’t go it alone.  Get help.  Get connected somewhere.  If not us, then someone else.  Just do it, fast.

When you flounder you are wasting your precious life.  And the world needs you now more than ever.

God loves you and so do we,

Tom Pauley

Selling Skills – You can't do it!

You can’t make money in today’s economy.  You can’t get a decent job, today.  You can’t sell anything being a good guy.

And my all time favorite, you can’t do anything for at least a year following a major stroke.

Nonsense!

You can do anything you set your mind to.  As long as you believe one thing.  And I mean really, truly believe it.

You have to believe that all things are possible.  Against impossible odds.  Against unwinnable situations.  Against common wisdom and popular opinion.

You must believe to the core of your being that all things are possible.  And you can do it with the help of the Universe.

I’ve made great money without working hard.  I was given the great job I asked for it.   I survived two bankruptcies and a dot bomb crash…

Because I believe all things are possible.

I sell everything from our Rich Dreams products to my own healing in a fifteen minute state of bliss once a day.

Oh, and I just finished a major (one handed) writing project 3 months after the doctors said I might never talk, walk or write again.

Hey! I’m a believer.

And I’m not the only one.   We have a whole army of folks just like you doing things others said they could not do.  Closing sales, staying healthy, safe and protected.

So how do you believe without a doubt?  How can you refuse to waver regardless of the pressure to give up?  How?

You work on it.  You accept the confirmations God gives you.  You refuse to dwell on the unpleasant things of life.  And you focus on everything positive.

That’s what we do.

We offer aids based on our experience., including selling training.  Some are free.  The others are well worth their price.

Don’t go it alone.  Get help.  Get connected somewhere.  If not us, then someone else.  Just do it, fast.

When you flounder you are wasting your precious life.  And the world needs you now more than ever.

God loves you and so do we,

Tom Pauley

Selling Secrets – No Sales, No Eat.

Here is a clip from a seminar Penelope and gave with Jen Blackert.  It really came out well.

Take a few minutes and listen.  Penelope was great.  Click Here to listen.

Enjoy,

Tom & Penelope

P.S.  You can here the whole interview if you are a member of the Abundance Xcelerator Program.   When you join you get several full seminars plus regular mini seminars.   A amazing value for $49 a month.

Jen also has it posted at here website: http://coffeeshopreneur.com/

Selling Skills Come Easy

This month’s Quantum Masters was incredible.  They seem to get better every month.

In fact, these shows crackle with success energy.  We all feel it.  They give me a super charge that lasts all month.

Well, this month Marla blew us all away with her new Quantum Selling skills.  She’s struggling with her sales as so many are today.

She started doing Quantum Selling three months ago and now…maybe you better here for your self.

Tom Pauley

Good Things Happen When You Let It.

I was at my desk working on a book when the first stroke started.  It wasn’t even an X rated book.  Well, definitely R rated.  The first chapter tells how a mass murderer helped guide my life’s path.  Complete with mass hysteria and an armed posse.  But that’s a story for another time.

Suddenly my mouse felt heavy.  It felt like the darn thing was sticking to the desk top.   Thing was it came and went.  I decided I’d put off the mouse problem till after lunch.  My stomach was feeling a bit queasy.  So, I went to the kitchen to make a green drink.

I rose at 5:00 a.m. to take Diane to the airport. so it made sense I was getting hungry.  Who would suspect nausea as a warning sign for stroke?  Besides that wouldn’t happen to me; I was a good guy living right and trusting God to take care of me.

I opened the back door to let a cat in.  He’s old and either wants in or out as long as the door’s closed.  It’s very annoying, so I left the door open.  Good thing I did because the house was locked tight.

I took another step and my right leg wouldn’t work.  It slammed into the ground and seemed to weigh a ton.  I didn’t have time to shut the door if I had wanted to.  I barely made it to into a kitchen chair.  As I sat down I grabbed my Blackberry and called Penelope.  She suggested I call 911, but that was too expensive for me.

The phone beeped another call.  It was my wife, Diane, calling from the airport in El Paso.  She going back to see her mother and sister’s family in New Mexico.  She was about to rent the car which she’d use for the five hour trip across a desolate stretch of the most magnificent high desert anywhere.  Great for solitude, not great for cell phones.

I told her I was having a stroke.  She too suggested 911.  I still was counting pennies.  She hung up to call a neighbor.

By now my whole right side refused to move.  I couldn’t even stand up.  My speech was slurred and my voice…my precious honey voice was weak and strained.  I could barely say “stroke” and give my address to the 911 operator.

Those EMT’s were here in five minutes.  They rushed me to the hospital, even had a Fire Engine escort.  Believe me that ride was a bargain at twice the price.

Since I got to the hospital quickly, I got THE shot.  See the worst thing you can do with a stroke is wait.

Don’t wait to get better.  Don’t wait and try to sleep it off.  Don’t wait and hope it’s mild or over or God knows what.  DON’T WAIT.

There is one thing they do for a stroke.  They can give you a special drug…IF…and it’s a big if…if it’s less than three hours since the first attack.  After getting a brain scan to find out if it’s a clot or a bleed.

You don’t have much time.  THE shot doubles your recovery odds.  Call 911 at the first signs of a stroke.  No matter how minor.  My first stroke was nothing like the ones at the hospital.

When bad things happen to good people the Universe sends help.  Accept it eagerly.  Don’t refuse it.  Don’t worry about the money.  God handles the money.

I love you.  Take care of yourselves.  Life is full of all kinds of Adventures.  Remember the Universe opens the door, provides the means, makes safe your path and guides your way.

Regardless of the challenges life brings your way, good things happen when you allow them.

God Bless you always,

Tom Pauley

P.S.  Quantum Clearing is a great program designed to help you clear your blocks before they cause serious damage to your physical or to your financial well being.  Stay ahead of the game.

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