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My Journey to an emotional week

What a great way to finish the week as I am watching the Dallas Mavericks win a well deserved NBA championship. I guess they knew I was about to leave North America, and they did not want me to miss game seven.

I had a very emotional week at many levels. It was my last week at my job as I am transitioning into being in business for myself full time, and I am about to go back home to spend three months with my family and live the married life. What a dream come true!

It's a new beginning for me, but things have not been that easy as I have been struggling for years to finally live my dream. I had to overcome a number of obstacles, but there is a lot to celebrate (boy I had so many things to change on me!). What a journey!

I remember telling a friend of mine in 2002, freshly new to Canada, that I will be a millionaire in three years. I am glad she did not ask me about it in 2005 (when I couldn't even pay attention lol). Was I naive? Maybe. But I am glad I did not give up on my dream. As I look back now, I wanted to succeed, yes, but it was for wrong reasons. I was driven by self-promoting ambitions to prove to the whole world that I was the man, that I could do anything.

Here I am, nine years later! Am I a millionaire yet? Not at all. But my mindset is different. I want to succeed by helping others. I had to go through a lot of painful pruning to become who I am today. Now, I understand that it is all about the journey not the destination. The hard times were for me to get rid of what was preventing me from succeeding. I had to learn to be patient, to get rid of my anger, to stop trying to look good, and accept to be myself no matter what.

It was humbling to hear what my boss had to say about me at my farewell party at work. I thought she was talking about Oprah. The gifts I received from my co-workers, the financial contribution I received from my community and friends, and the words of encouragement from my business partners were just unbelievable. It has been a while since I had cried this much. I really did not know what I meant to people around me. It is really humbling. I kept asking myself: what did I really do to deserve all this? I can tentatively say that, maybe it is my decision to be a servant of God and help my fellow citizens of the world.

The focus is not on me anymore. I have learned so much in my nine years in Canada that I think it's time for me to share it with the world. I remember reading and finishing five books in a week, listening to 33 Cds in 3 days, going to sleep at 3 AM night after night while studying the Bible, getting home at 1 AM every night, traveling every three months to go to conferences and seminars to learn from successful people, spending days without eating as all my money was going into my education. You know what? If I could do it all over again, I would not hesitate a second. The peace of mind I have now is worth the whole world. I think I have invested in my biggest commodity: Me

I came a long way, but what lies ahead of me is something amazing. I just feel it. My biggest celebration now is to go home and see my mom living her dream as her two sons are getting married at the same time. She is a hero of mine. She went through a lot as a single mom raising three boys, one of them being a brilliant, intelligent and yet modest blog writer (why are you laughing?).

I am staring a series of FREE lessons that I will be posting on my website. The first eight lessons are already available. You can check them by clicking here: http://goalachieverscanada.com/free-8-lesson-audio-program/

I am so excited to be posting my blogs in the next few months from the sunny and beautiful Burundi in a very good company (if you know what I mean).

Moral of the story? Do you want to enjoy a trip to Africa? Just keep reading my blog and I will update you on my adventures

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman
patrick@goalchieverscanada.com

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  1. All the best on your next journey in Burundi! You will create more wonders!

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