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When it Rains, it Pours

We were spending the majority of our Sunday afternoon lounging around and enjoying a nice tranquil day. The forecast showed rain all throughout the day and into the next. It was kind of funny, because we were listening to Jack Johnson’s song Banana Pancakes… while making banana pancakes. Suzy got me onto putting almond butter on top then adding honey or syrup, let me tell you, it changed my life. The day was really lovely actually, watching the rain come down and all the greenery activate like a Christmas light show. Our little guy was napping like a champion while Suzy and I reviewed a few considerations in my novel. I went to take the dogs out before noticing that water was seeping through some storm windows in our three seasons room. It was trickling at first then that dialed up along with the rains. Next thing we knew we had multiple puddles because every single window was now allowing a fair amount of rainwater through. Not the end of the world but not great news as we recently put our house on the market with the intention of moving back to San Diego. This is when I began watching how my mind perceived the events that were unraveling right before me. Lots on my mental plate regarding the house. We’re supposed to be hosting an open house this upcoming Saturday, people are scheduling showings whenever they like, and we're trying to prepare for the big move. I sensed the tremor of anxiety beginning to bloom when considering all these things. Then I noticed water was seeping through our kitchen walls underneath our windows. “Well shit.”

"Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned." - Buddha -

Things got a little bit more serious to say the least. At this point a year ago, I would’ve called my father and he would’ve easily provided all the answers on what I should do next. Luckily I have some great people in my life to help me out and lots of towels. The main battle was in our minds. Suzy and I kept busy straining all the towels and replacing them while reassuring each other that everything was gonna be perfectly okay. It’s not easy when something happens that jeopardizes a particular goal line or even standard of life. But I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason, even if I don’t know what that reason is. This mindset helps me stay centered in the moment, knowing that all we can do is:

  • Our best to maintain a peaceful mind.

  • Be grateful for the resources and our ability to manage any unexpected challenge.

  • Discover gratitude knowing that it could’ve been so much worse.

I did find myself thinking back on how I would’ve reacted many years ago and I knew I would’ve been a stressed out maniac. I would’ve been racing through the house swearing up a storm and highlighting every single reason why all the stuff that was happening was just so horrible. Then I would’ve started getting panicked and much more angry at how much trouble this was going to bring our way with us trying to sell the house and all. And none of that would’ve done a damn thing to help me out. It would’ve made things much worse. It would have amplified the hardship and the struggle while stealing all the good moments, like watching my beautiful son step into his eight month old self. I’m writing this newsletter between sessions of wringing out towels, loads of laundry, and checking in on Suzanne and Oliver, breathing the moment in and enjoying his smiles and giggles. And the situation could’ve been a whole lot more challenging without Suzanne and I comforting, encouraging, and settling each other down throughout the entire process. It feels good to be where I am in life, and life happens to us all, the good - the bad - the ugly. There’s always good reason to be grateful for who you are and what you have… if you’re looking in the right place. Edit: Okay so while writing this the power just went out too. “Serenity NOW!” Suzy and I are on the coach, surrounded by candles, writing about all the beauty that Oliver brings into our life. It's a long list. I keep telling her I'm proud and so grateful to be doing “this” together. It's an incredible feeling. If you’d like a little help establishing a peaceful mindset that works for you instead of against you be sure to check out how we can do that together. Work with Joe And thank you to everyone who purchased a copy of my debut novel, dreams of antiquity, The reviews are starting to come in and they really are so generous and beautiful. If you’d like to experience a profound and stirring emotional roller coaster about one man’s spiritual journey through many lifetimes, be sure to grab your copy today. Order my copy I’m so grateful for each and every one of you, Joe

In other news… my debut novel, Dreams of Antiquity – The Awakening”, will be released within two weeks! If you haven't already, please let me know if you're interested in getting your copy!

Three days after her passing, author Joe Hehn received a message from his late wife: “I want you to tell a story, to write a book.” Dreams of Antiquity is that story. The Awakening, the first book in the fictional series, Dreams of Antiquity is a stirring, unpredictable, and adventurous debut novel filled with passion and sorrow, pain and joy. The epic tale begins with the king of ancient Babylonia. Gracien is madly in love with his Queen: his Ayadonna. But what will happen when the pair face tragedy? A heartbroken Gracien must embark on a journey filled with lifetimes of despair, adventure, and realization. Betrayed and forsaken, his solitary quest unfolds only to reveal that his wounded soul may not be alone after all. When faced with mystical guidance, clouded memories, and lucid dreams, Gracien wonders if he’s losing his grip on reality or being guided from the Beyond. Travel over 2,000 years into the past as royalty is reborn, grown men see with the innocence of a child, and love is rediscovered. Join Gracien’s adventure through time as he is cast from the kingdom of Babylonia into the embrace of an Aboriginal tribe, where a shamaness attempts to guide him towards a path of healing. It isn’t long before Gracien finds himself enduring the perils of the Great Pyramid and the hardships of Egyptian slums, all before venturing through the Himalayas in search of a Buddhist sage tucked away in a secret sanctuary. Gracien’s adventures culminate, traversing through the many marvels of Beijing while balancing the burden of discipleship and the dangers of forbidden love. A coming-of-age story, Hehn has created a masterpiece by sharing the journey one must go on to ascend from grief to triumph, a journey he is all too familiar with. This incredibly original novel is a testament to the path of soulful evolution, as Hehn ponders past lives, soulmates, the notion of self, true loss, and true love.

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