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My Journey in the Snow


As I am writing now, I can tell you that I am not with a hundred percent of my strength. I have been in bed with a nasty cold. I guess that the snow and crazy temperatures that we have been experiencing in Toronto got the best out of me. So, bear with me if I write less stuff today.

Even though the last few days have been rough, there are a lot of positives I can talk about. First, our church moved into a new location (a long-time coming project) and we kicked things off with a conference with an outstanding speaker and mentor of ours. He was amazing as usual.

Another positive? I am currently speaking with a movie production company who will do a documentary about my speaking tour with the Black History Month. I was so surprised when the speakers’ bureau contacted me about this project. The shooting will begin this week.

I would like to add that the Toronto Raptors are winning again as part of the positives of the week.
Speaking of Basketball, my daughter has been observing me watching the game, and hear me shout “come on!” whenever there is a bad play. Now, whenever she sees Basketball on TV, she just shouts “come on!!!”. I find it funny

The last positive I will share with you is that the outstanding speaker I told you about in the beginning of this blog, is about to visit my house. It is a great honour for my family to host such a great world changer. It was another great surprise when I got the call that he was coming.

You may be asking yourselves why I am speaking about all these things. It is because that all that happened this week was not that positive. I am trying my best to focus on the positive for my own sanity. It is an exercise that has helped me over the years. I am just following an advice of a wise man I heard saying that energy flows where attention goes.

Moral of the story? Do you want to focus on the positive? Just make attend a conference and they will make a movie about you

Always a pleasure
Patrick
The Journeyman


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