About 5 days ago I was sitting on an airplane enroute to Austin and got major intuition to just start writing down everything I desire in my dream man.

I started writing, writing, writing… and before I knew it, I had a HUGE list.

It felt so empowering to create that list. So freeing. So… LIBERATING.

As I’ve mentioned in other posts, I know we have the power to create anything we want.

And I feel I’m so much closer to my “order” now.

I know the process works.

Have you seen my boyfriend test?

A few years ago I’d created a boyfriend test.

People left comments on my blog post saying I was being “delusional”. That I would need two men to fit everything I wanted into one man. That it was “absurd and unattainable”.

But, as expected, I got everything I wanted.

Otto fit every single thing except for blue eyes (he had green).

So I’m confident in the process. But I did realize I have to change my process around. So…

…I supercharged it.

While I am VERY glad I met Otto and love him dearly… what I learned from the process is I don’t need to control so much.

The universe has a much bigger imagination than I do.

It can give me WAY better than what I even know to ask for.

So now my list is (mostly) about FEELINGS. I want to FEEL a certain way. My ultimate man doesn’t need to have read specific books, or gone to certain camps, or whatever else I had before.

I just need the chemistry. The attraction. The deep rooted love.

And I know what people might be thinking…

“Who do you think you are, Rachel?”

So many people say that when you’re clear about what you want in the opposite sex, you’ve got to judge yourself. See if you’ve got what it takes for your Ultimate to come along.

I’m not sure how I feel about this right now.

For example… I feel I have a lot of things together. I’m successful, meet friends easily, am generally well liked.

But the one thing I thought I’d need to “fix” before my man came along was to release the weight I had gained in the past few months.

I figured… a man of THIS caliber would want someone with an incredible body.

But then Jaime reminded me that it’s very possible for Him to find me beautiful just the way I am.

(The thought honestly didn’t enter my stream of possibility. I figured sure… some people could find me beautiful… but HIM?)

Once I acknowledged that as a possibility though… holy moley. I just got back from two stores. I was feeling bloated, tired, and dehydrated. But FIVE men showed interest in me at TWO stores. I found 3.5 very attractive. One guy stuttered, told me he was very attracted to me, and said several times he couldn’t believe he was being so shy around me.

I say this because I think so many people feel they need to be someone or do something else before they can be happy.

I don’t feel that’s true.

“Why are you sharing this?”

Two reasons:

1. When I got off the plane I emailed my list to two of my two best friends.

One of them told me it completely changed around her mood from super-depressed for a week…. to EXTREMELY liberated.

She said she’d never given herself permission to ask for everything she REALLY wanted. That she didn’t want to say “I want to travel first class”. It didn’t feel like she was “allowed” to ask for that.

She immediately made her own list, which she said she really feels is bringing her man in much quicker.

If it could help her, I’d love to see if it could help you too.

2. I know I haven’t answered any messages from the divorce blog post. But please believe they have touched me in a HUMONGOUS way. I was too drained to respond, but wow… the responses people gave me blew my mind.

Several people told me they were in the same situation and my post gave them courage.

One woman forwarded the post to her 19 year old son. She felt he was getting ready to marry out of obligation to his high school sweetheart.

Another person told me he could see himself settling in the future and my post may have saved his future marriage.

It goes on and on and on.

Each communication around my posts touched me PROFOUNDLY.

And because of it, I just feel like continuing to be vulnerable might help someone somehow.

Also… I’d like to acknowledge that we’re all just learning. If I’m missing something in this list, or I’m being shortsighted somehow, or whatever… I put in the last line…

“And if there’s anything even BETTER for me than what I can create on my own… I request that, please.”

Here’s what I want in my man:

(Note: As I realize new things, I’ll edit this.
It’s also pretty much unedited from the plane.)

I desire someone who will ravish me. Worship me. Look at me with looks of deep, passionate love, or lust, depending, but have huge mountains of depth of feeling on both sides.

Someone who penetrates me with his stare.

Who I feel extremely safe with. Who I know would always protect me. Would look wounded if I felt pain. Would do anything to protect me.

Who would make me feel like I can lay back and feel comfortable. He would take care of me if I needed. Is financially abundant. I can work if I want to but I know it doesn’t matter… He has enough to support me should I choose to stop working at times.

He respects me, adores me, loves me with the fiercest love he’s ever felt.

He makes me feel like I’m the most incredible woman in the world.

He supports me. He’s extremely spiritually connected. He has a deep sense of intuition and trusts mine too. He respects my femininity.

He is strong masculine.

He’s a rock.

I can sway, swirl, feel everything I need to feel, and he stands there, lovingly, receptive to anything I feel. He does not swirl in response to me… He just lovingly remains a rock.

He is delighted by my free spirit and finds it endearing.

He loves to travel and we do it often. First class. We go to beautiful places.

I can take him to events and feel like not only does he fit in everywhere, but people absolutely love him. I am so proud to call him my man.

He’s very direct but with a softness. He would never knowingly hurt my feelings. He takes my needs into consideration very deeply.

He takes care of himself but makes space for me to shower all my love onto him, which he gratefully receives.

He’s passionately romantic. Forever. He says sweet things, constantly compliments me and makes me feel beautiful, loved, smart, respected, sexy, endearing, powerful, and like I’m making a difference in the world.

He is extremely positive by nature though he isn’t afraid to surrender into other feelings.

He doesn’t let me get away with anything but my best. He calls me out when he thinks I can improve somewhere and lovingly holds my hand through it. He encourages me. I feel so supported.

I feel I can just lay back. It feels easy. I feel he’s safe, I’m safe, we’re safe. Our material needs are met abundantly and I don’t have to push for that to happen.

He’s extremely passionate about making sure I take care of myself. He loves to draw baths for me. Call my friends and ask for their help if necessary. He brings me flowers and doesn’t let me work too hard for too long. He helps me stay charged up and dynamic.

He loves my magnetism.

He loves me.

I feel I can stay myself with him. I don’t feel any need to change. If anything I just want to illuminate even more who I am. He draws out the best in me. He sees things in me I’ve never even seen.

He’s extremely generous. He is lavish at times. He supports me and my feelings.

He’s brilliant. He finds me brilliant but our relationship is not cerebral first. Once in a while he’ll ask me for hits on business stuff but our relationship is a magic place where that’s not the center. The center is creating new experiences, creating new things, loving each other, being present with each other, bringing a ton of joy into the world. We work on charitable causes and get fueled by it. We love to make an impact on the world.

I can lay back. I can lay back. I can lay back.

Not forever – but if I need to, I can. I am supported!!!

He would be honored to have children with me. He’s a phenomenal father. We have the same values. He can’t wait to take his children around the world. He’s patient, caring, non-attached to minor things and lets everyone just blossom without any control.

He knows how to surrender.

He’s open minded. He realizes we all do the best we can with what we have.

He wouldn’t dream of asking me to pay for things, especially in the beginning. It would almost disgust him.

He would raise our children to be entrepreneurial. They could do whatever they wanted, but they’d have the values instilled in them just in case.

He’s tall. At least 6 foot. With blue eyes preferably. Open to other eyes if I can get lost in them.

He respects me. He sees me as an equal, but with different skill sets. He trusts my opinion.

He playfully teases me. We goof around at times and laugh. A lot. I find him extremely funny and he’s generous with his jokes.

I feel better whenever he’s in my presence. We energetically feed each other. Not in a codependent way… We just relish each other’s energy.

We absolutely love eating healthy foods. We have access to fresh fruits and vegetables. We’re not obsessive about our health but it’s certainly something we’re cognizant of.

He cares about himself a lot. He’s constantly striving to be the best man he can be.

He doesn’t feed into drama. He will openly listen to me if I’m frustrated about something and make me feel heard and accepted, but he just stands firm and loves me. He doesn’t move around with my emotions… Though he’ll laugh when I laugh, get pissed if he feels I’ve been wronged, and instinctively want to make me feel better.

He is open and honest and communicative. He can identify his needs and ask for them. He lets me love him.

He laughs at my jokes. He thinks I’m very funny and just gets tickled by me.

He sees the best in me… Sees positive things I never saw.

He deeply feels I am his Queen.

He can’t wait to see me when we’re apart, even for a few hours. He’s okay by himself and doesn’t NEED me… But he’s still very excited to see me, and I, him.

He is worldly. He’s either from another country or comfortable going to places around the world.

He doesn’t let me push him around, yet he still deeply considers my needs and desires.

He tells me he loves me often.

We are blissful.

We hug a lot. Deep, soulful hugs.

Sex is out of this world incredible. He devours me, ravishes me, loves and adores my body.

I feel so nourished when I’m with him. My soul feels nourished. It feels so… right. We give each other energy back and forth and feel consistently fed by each others’ presence.

He courts me.

He feels I’m very special – not in a way that serves my ego, but he just feels very lucky to be with me, and I, him.

Life is magical with him in it.

He is perfect for me and I am perfect for him.

And if there’s anything even BETTER for me than what I can create on my own… I request that, please.

Yep – what the title says.

This experience has been crazy.

Not fun.

Emotional.

Embarrassing as all get-out.

I’ve hyperventilated a few times. One time for over an hour.

But… I know it needs to happen.

Otto and I were flawed from the beginning.

Neither of us ever got the feeling the other was “The One”.

We had so much love for each other though… so much respect, such a deep soul to soul connection… that we tried to override the fact that we never had the passion, the romance, the stuff that separates lovers from best friends.

It’s been 3 years and 3 days since we first got together.

And even on January 11, 2009, I remember sitting in a car with Otto, talking about if we should get together.

He was torn. He said he really liked me, we had so much in common, etc… but I just wasn’t his “type” and it was really messing up his mind.

Now before you judge that… please realize that most men have a “type”. It might not be a specific body type, or hair color, or whatever… but most men are hard-wired to be drawn to a particular type of woman.

And since men are visual creatures… this is important.

I don’t know why we got together even then. I think it’s because we both knew we had things to learn from each other.

Since we got together we’ve had 4 or 5 conversations about us breaking up. We even did break up for a few months.

But we ultimately kept getting back together.

I guess we had more to learn.

Through our relationship we’ve always had impeccable communication. We’re both always incredibly honest with each other and I know we’ll still be there for each other no matter what.

My family loves Otto and he loves them.

Otto and I will still do a few biz things together (which was another flaw I think… I don’t want to do business with a romantic partner again in the future. It can be a real passion-slasher.)

I just know we need to not be together in a marriage capacity. That it’s time to transition our relationship.

I have zero desire to settle.

And both of us would be settling.

Bigtime.

I know I have a lot to do while I’m here on earth.

A LOT.

And while I don’t know what all of that is yet… I do know that having a relationship that I don’t feel completely congruent with isn’t helping me find out my purpose any time sooner.

And having a husband who has never really been that attracted to me is terrible for my sense of self-confidence and esteem.

We both deserve better than that. We deserve passion. We deserve total head-over-heels in love.

I’m not crazy. I know that things aren’t always going to be rosy. I know that marriages need to be worked on. I get all that.

But this isn’t about a rough patch.

Our relationship has always had this undertone.

I think the universe agrees with us. The day after we decided to divorce, after Otto had been having a string of bad luck business-wise, he closed $10k worth of business and acquired a big piece of a company.

I might be coming off as nonchalant about all of this, but trust me, I’m not. I’ve been extremely eaten up about it. Like I said, I had my hyperventilation sessions. I cried in the middle of Starbucks (more than once). I had my screaming sessions. I cursed the universe (with real “OOMPH” on the f-word.)

I felt like a FOOL. We’ve only been married 7 months. And I know people have such judgment about divorce, how people don’t give it enough effort, etc etc…

But we really have tried. We’ve been together for 3 years.

Both of us had huge freak-out sessions the day before the wedding. I think we both knew it wasn’t right… but our love for each other on a best friend level made us do it anyway, because we didn’t want to hurt the other person.

At the end of the day though… my heart knew it was coming. Otto and I made 2012 goals on December 31st. Last night we were talking about how Otto never included me in his. And mine said, “I am in the relationship of my dreams” and “My man worships me and I worship him”.

I never specifically said Otto’s name.

When I mentioned this to Otto yesterday, he said “I do worship you, but not in the way you want.”

Case closed I guess.

Edit: We’re getting annulled. We just learned that since Otto doesn’t know if he’ll be ready to have kids in the 3 years he initially promised, we legally fall into an annulment. That was another huge reason for us to lean this way.

I was invited to go for a hike and then to the hot springs last Sunday.

I was very excited about the hike part, but not about the hot springs. I didn’t want to wear a bathing suit.

(If you haven’t read, I’ve gained a lot of weight since eating meat. And I am FINALLY OK with it… so much so that I’m a little embarrassed to recount this story, but feel called to, so I am.)

Here’s what happened:

I am very aware that everything I say comes true. The power of our subconscious is HUGE.

When I was younger, if I ever tried to get out of going to school by saying I was sick, I’d get sick. Even if I was totally healthy before.

When I was working as a cashier in high school I wanted to call out of work. I knew that I’d get sick if I told them that, so I decided to go a different route. I had my stepfather name a random car part. He told me “catalytic converter”, so I called and said my catalytic converter broke.

The next week… boom,  my catalytic converter went out.

I’d never even heard of that before.

So while I know lying isn’t that great anyway, this fast manifestation stuff ensures I generally don’t do it.

But I was so worked up about the stupid bathing suit that Saturday night I told Otto I was sick. I figured I’d get myself sick real quick so I could avoid having to go on the hike the next day.

(I am not proud of this.)

I felt very bad for lying, and so in the morning, the first thing I did was wake Otto up and (tearfully) confess. I hate lying and feel bad that I did it. It’s amazing how much emotion and power I had been giving to this weight gain.

After I confessed I realized I was being ridiculous and I went on the hike. I had an AWESOME time. In fact, I think it “clicked” me back. I’d been having a not-stellar few months, and after the hike I feel like I got “me” back. No more cranky, miserable Rachel, thank you.

But I guess I’d already set the process in motion for getting sick, because on Monday, boom… runny nose, sore throat, laid around for 3 days because I couldn’t work up any motivation to get out and go to the cafe.

(As a side note, it was kind of nice to be lazy. I drew, journaled, and drank lots of tea.)

Last night I was sicker than any other day.

I was sick of feeling yucky, so I decided I was finished.

Before I went to bed, I told my mind that I wanted to wake up feeling good, with enough motivation to go to the cafe, no more runny nose and no more sore throat.

I still have a slight runny nose (much less than yesterday), woke up with no sore throat, and am at a cafe right now. Motivation is running through my veins.

It’s fascinating how much power we have over our minds.

And to make myself feel better about the fact that I’ve been so whiny about my weight… I’d like to mention I’ve made tremendous strides to stop being so upset.

I bought a pair of jeans yesterday in a new size. I was resisting buying new clothes because I didn’t want to admit defeat, that this size is the new size I’d be…

But I decided yesterday that I’d feel better if I wore something that fit well and made me feel good.

So I got a new pair of jeans in a size that would’ve been unthinkable for me in the past.

And I am OK with it.

So I am moving forward, and definitely using the “power of my mind” to make magic happen.

Next up… changing the world.

Yesterday was a great day.

I finally got to meet Alexis in person (after partnering on a business together, haha!), see Craig again (who is so nourishing to my soul), and see Steve Pavlina again (who rocks).

I also got to meet Alexis’ two kids, Kaia and Noah, who are great.

Steve was talking about his blog, and I just got such an overwhelming urge to start blogging again.

So here I am.

A really fascinating concept Steve mentioned yesterday is “social currency”… and how people with social networks online are canceling out the need for money in a lot of cases.

For example, with Steve… he just did a 30 day music trial. And when he talked about it at his workshop, he got tons of help from people who read his blog. He got free Skype sessions, one-on-one help, and lots of feedback on the music he was producing.

When he went on a road trip, people who read his blog offered him places to stay as he drove along. (I was one of them – he stayed with Otto and I in Ashland.)

It’s truly a very fascinating way to look at things.

I’ve been noticing it too. The other day I had a wonderful woman contact me and offer to talk with me on the phone. She said she’d been noticing I was going through some tough times lately and wanted to offer some ways to make me feel better.

(Turns out she is a very well-read therapist, knows a lot about Myers Briggs and was using my temperament to teach me some interesting things, and has family connections that give her very “cutting edge” health information that’s about 2 years ahead of the media.)

I would have paid to connect with her if I knew all of that beforehand.

And the more I think about it, the more I realize I’ve been offered a lot of great things actually, just from people who knew me online.

It’s kind of a very empowering way to look at things.

There are many people (understandably) worried about the state of the economy. But I think a lot of people are forgetting that even if the money system goes completely kaput… we’re still all human. And social connections will save us.

Granted, I’ve always been an idealist.

But that being said – sure, we may lose material things… even maybe homes… but our basical survival needs can always be met, without having to rely on any bigger “outside force” like the government. We have our neighbors.

I remember once reading a story about Mother Teresa (she’s one of the top 3 people I admire most). She talked about when she came across a family who hadn’t eaten in days. They were STARVING. And when she gave them a (tiny) portion of rice, the first thing they did was split it in half to give their neighbors, who also hadn’t eaten in a while.

And then I remember this email from an American living in Japan, after they had that huge earthquake.

Wth all this fear-based talk, I think remembering things like this are very empowering.

The other day Otto told me that when we first got together, one of his friends told him he shouldn’t date me. He said I wasn’t beautiful enough.

Why did Otto tell me this? I don’t know. Probably because I push too much.

When he told me, I had several thoughts at once:

The one I verbalized: “I never liked that guy… I told you the minute I met him that I didn’t like him.”

“This is why I hate southern California! It’s so f*cking superficial!”

“I wonder who else feels the same way?”

“Let him come to me and try to get me to promote something of his. Just let him try!”

“What has he done with HIS life? I just launched 2 #1 best-selling books, am co-running a million dollar business, and raised $50k for charity last August. He’s still an unevolved asshole!”

…but mostly, I felt hurt.

If this was 6 months ago, I probably would have forgotten it by now.

But because I’ve gained so much weight since eating meat (like 10-20 pounds… I don’t know exactly how much because I’ve been too afraid to step on the scale), I’ve been incredibly sensitive about anything looks-related.

My mind has been going to how I’m probably the same weight now as I was when I first met Otto.

How the world probably sees me the way his “friend” does/did.

I told Otto about a guy I met the other day who invited me to be on his radio show within a few minutes of meeting me, but weirdly seemed to lose interest once I told him how I traveled so much. Otto told me the guy was probably hitting on me and it completely threw me for a loop.

The idea of my being hit on hasn’t even entered my realm of possibility lately.

I forgot that could actually even happen.

For a while it was my every day reality. But every time I go into coffee shops NOW, I find myself silently willing people to not look at me.

I know I “shouldn’t‘” feel this way.

And I know that looks “shouldn’t” matter so much.

But the fact of the matter is, we’re 99% chimp. And female chimps need to know that they are desirable. It’s a mating thing. If they can’t mate, they’re totally screwed.

So even if “intellect” tells me not to care… I don’t know how I can help it.

Yes… I’ve been exercising. And I’m signing up with a personal trainer this week.

The old me would just go on a juice fast and be done with this. But I’ve committed to eating the way my body wants.

See… the crappy part of all this is I’ve FELT so much better since I started eating meat.

My mind is much more alert, on focus, and I’ve been really productive.

My moods have been much more consistent.

But this f*cking weight has been the bane of my existence.

I’m going to stay with this meat-eating plan, because I FEEL (mostly) better and I’m holding on to hope that the weight will eventually come off.

The nutritionist said she gained weight initially too, and so did some of her clients, but it came off eventually.

She also told me to “love” the extra weight.

I am trying as hard as I can, but it’s not easy.

Otto gave me his sweatpants to wear the other day.

When I put them on, they felt “off”.

Tighter.

Normally I love wearing his sweatpants.

But this time I got so upset that I just lay in a ball, bawling, for a good 20 minutes.

I can’t wait for this phase of my life to end.

I woke up this morning with energy running through my veins, still so excited about what we accomplished last night.

$50k. With less than 10 hours or so hours worth of work. 100% for charity.

Here’s the back story:

Back at the last Practical Profits event, another speaker, Wil Mattos, and I were sitting on a couch and talking about how much we like to do for charity. I was telling Wil of my dreams to build a school, then he mentioned how he wants to go help underprivileged children in Brazil (where he’s from).

We were feeding off each other more and more, getting more and more passionate about things that could be done to help the world. We decided we wanted to do something ASAP.

Our first idea was to get backpacks filled with school supplies to severely underprivileged children in Brazil. Wil sent me a video of the situation for some of those kids there and it was absolutely heart wrenching.

We asked the rest of the Practical Profits team if they would be interested in helping and they immediately said yes.

At first we were going to start a nonprofit. We did apply for it, but the paperwork takes a long time and we didn’t want to wait years to do something (though the paperwork is still in progress).

Wil mentioned that he knew of a charity, Spirit Of A Giving Heart, and that we could help them for our first project.

Spirit Of A Giving Heart helps children in an Indian reservation in Arizona. There are 618 kids in this school and they’re extremely poor.

• 90% of them don’t have electricity…
• They’re bussed up to 40 miles (one way) to get to school
• 90% of them are eligible for the free lunch program
• A substantial % of their families are below the poverty line
• Many children are so poor that they have to live at the school, going home only for weekends and holidays
• 50% of the children who start kindergarden are not ready for it
• The children get a package of “Tribal” clothes once a year. The packages are becoming smaller and smaller, and last year because of funding they didn’t get their coats until February – way after they needed it….
• Every year they’re allowed to ask for 2 or 3 things for their Christmas wishes. They ask for things most children take for granted – like pens, pencils, and notebooks.

Wil and I decided we would get backpacks for every single child in that school, filled with school supplies appropriate for their age level.

I had my assistant research some prices and we thought we’d have to pay $30k or so, shipped, for everything. We knew we could raise that and were happy with it. But one day Wil randomly mentioned to someone what we were doing and they mentioned told him of a nonprofit that specifically creates and fills backpacks for nonprofit charities. He followed up with that company, and they gave us a HUGE discount.

$14k for all 600+ backpacks, filled and shipped right to the school.

WOW.

Our plan to create the money was this:

1. Ask our marketing friends if they’d donate products at a discount
2. Create mini sales pages where each product would be displayed
3. Sell limited quantities of the products, discounted, on a live webinar (with the money going right to the charity’s PayPal)

It was absolutely beautiful how many people were open to donating.

Here’s everyone who ended up donating, in alphabetical order of first name:

• Brian Johnson
• Brian Koz
• Brittany Lynch
• Dan Hollings
• Dennis Becker
• Jaime Mintun
• James Jones
• Jason Fladlien
• John Rhodes
• Keith Dougherty
• Maria Gudelis
• Matt Rhodes
• Rachel Rofe
• Shane Melaugh
• Tim Castleman
• Wil Mattos

Everything came together so seamlessly and easily.

We kept getting pleasantly surprised. Marketers were donating products that were worth $1,000, $2,000… even $4,000.

I ended up creating mini descriptions of each product and then Wil plugged them into his shopping cart. He had it set up so that there was one main sales page, and people would just have to refresh it every time a product ran out to get to see the next product.

It was SO easy! He really did a knock-out job.

When we started the webinar, James Jones, Maria Gudelis, Keith Dougherty, and John Rhodes came on to support everything.

James immediately said he was going to eat all the PayPal fees for every single product bought so the charity would get 100% of the donations. (He is one of the most generous people I have ever met.)

We started selling products, and WOW. It was unbelievable. People were so excited to be there, to support the cause, and to get such great discounts.

Wil MC’ed everything (he was GREAT at it!!) while I announced the products.

At the end of the webinar sales were showing up slowly. There was so much activity on the PayPal account! The webinar ended up going 3.5 hours!

At the end of the webinar, Wil finally announced we were at $36k in sales.  Keith Dougherty spoke up and said, “I don’t like $36… I like $37. I’m going to donate another $1,000.”At that point I guess a few more sales came in, and we got to $38k. James said, “We should push for $40k!”

Wil said he would put in $1k, then James said he would match him. I said I’d put in another $1k, and then so did Maria and John, which got us $5k even more.

Then, with all the cash donations from other marketers we got even before the webinar… we were able to round up to $50k with donations.

It was UNBELIEVABLE.

So magical.

This whole experience has forever changed me. I told Wil and Otto… I’ve had a lot of achievements in life. I’ve been a cover story in a magazine, wrote a book, lost 100 lbs, and a slew of so many other things… but this is what I am the most proud of, by FAR.

It’s just amazing. I am so grateful for everyone who supported this.

It’s incredible. This went from Wil and I sitting on a couch to asking Practical Profits to help to a few hours worth of calling people, doing some tech stuff, writing a little copy, etc… to the webinar.

We worked a grand total (including the 3.5 hour webinar) of less than 10 hours.

And it didn’t feel like work.

Most people didn’t even get to mail their lists for us. At the peak of our call we had about 250 people. If we would have pushed more, who knows what would have happened?

All I know right now is that education is huge. Knowledge is power. And everyone who helped took part in possibly rewriting a child’s destiny.

Absolutely magical.

I feel so inspired and amazed at what humans are capable of. This has forever changed me.

I’ve been out of blog updating for a few days! I tell you, the more I treat myself like royalty, the less I’m finding I want to be on the computer.

Here are some things that have been happening:

The other night I made a vlog posting about how I was going to dinner with a friend, and that when I got back, I wouldn’t come on the computer. Truth be told I thought that’d be easy since I expected us hanging out for a few hours. However, she was tired… and I got home at a very early 6:30.

I knew I committed to not going on the computer. I knew it was my highest choice and what I REALLY wanted. But I had no idea what to do with myself! Normally I just robotically go online, so this was a major pattern interrupt.

But you know what?

I ended up having such a beautiful night by committing to myself. I took a calming bubble bath, wrote some ideas for a new project I’m working on (can’t wait to unveil it to you!!!!), finished up a book, started another one, and cleaned up our dining room table. I felt SO fantastic when I went to bed and woke up with such a clear, happy head.

Treating myself like royalty is SO much fun!

The next night I went out to dinner with another friend and wanted some wine. Old Rachel may have said “No, wine is bad for losing weight!”… but I only wanted a sip, and I sure didn’t want to tell myself I COULDN’T have something. So I paid for a full glass, only had a little bit of it, and felt great. I truly felt like royalty, getting what I want and not caring that I “wasted” money (when in actuality it was FAR from wasted).

Working out is going great too. I’ve worked out every day so far (except today, but it’s still morning) and I’m loving it. The exercise routine has been a lot of fun, I like being near people when I work out, and I love dancing on the treadmill as I run and listen to great songs .

This “royal” life is going amazingly. I feel more calm, relaxed, and blissful than ever before.

The other cool thing I haven’t expected is that while I expect to get to a size 6, it almost doesn’t matter. I’ve been so busy treating myself like royalty and telling myself what I love about my body that it can’t do anything wrong!

Hey guys,

Thank you SO MUCH for all your positive feedback on Facebook + on my blog.

I am going to respond to it all very soon… since I’m running out the door now to go meet a friend for dinner, I thought I’d make a quick video update first:

Thanks again, I am SO excited for this!!!

Even in making this video I learned a lesson. Last night I took a zillion takes of it, then just

forced

myself to put it out there. Today I realized that royalty wouldn’t do that , so I took one more video, feel a LOT better about it, and put it out there.

I’m obviously going to get a lot out of this exercise

And to clarify – the goal is to get from a size 8 to a size 6 by May 22. And if you guys could help hold me accountable, I would be ever appreciative!!!

So far I’ve learned a bit from the face reading workshop.

This is a 3,000-year old science that has been REALLY cool to learn.

And it’s amazing that even though it may seem “out there”, we subconsciously use this ALL THE TIME. For example:

• There have been studies where people were given 7 seconds to look at political candidates’ faces from po’dunk towns. They had to guess which person won the election, and they did it with 70% accuracy. That’s because we’re subconsciously looking for certain things (strong jaw = unwavering integrity, wider faces = more of them to look at so they come across as more “trustable”).
• Fuller lips signifiy fertility, and it’s one of the things men LOVE in women…
• Bigger eyes are also something that people gravitate to – and big eyes signify emotional availability…

This stuff is REALLY good to use in every day life too. You can use it to know which supermarket line to go down on, how to communicate with people, how to make a strong first impression, and so forth.

Someone asked me what my GOAL for this workshop is. I don’t really have one… I just like learning all the different psychological and communication meta systems I possibly can. And it’s fascinating how much this stuff works.

There’s a guy here who was the #1 financial banker in the world a few years ago, before he left banking. He’s only coming to ONE day of the workshop out of curiousity and never read Jean’s book before. But when we were talking about how each area of the face talks about a different age, he was surprised. He said when he was 3 years old he got a huge scar on the area of the face that signifies age 27. At age 27, he got in a near-death car accident.

Many people had interesting stories like that.

Of course, one disclaimer – each area of the face can mean 3 things – the time in one’s life (each area of the face signifies a different age), the personality features, and physical issues (that’s why acupuncturists who take this course get accreditation).

So – here’s just some of what I learned yesterday. I am LOVING this!!!