Knowing How To Get Good Luck

December 21, 2013

Ever wonder how to get good luck fast? It’s not an accident or a gamble.

You don’t need good luck charms, the right lottery number, a magic spell or a lucky rabbit’s foot. You just need to know what to do. If you want the techniques right away, without the effort of trial-and-error, you need a good-luck coach!

Call me. I’ll teach you how to have good luck. I became fascinated by the concept of how to get good luck years ago. So, I set myself to studying the history, the good luck symbols, the action steps and the underlying dynamics of people who have extraordinarily good luck. Then I synthesized my most effective methods from my years of helping my clients using hypnosis and Neuro Linguistic Programming. And I tried it all out on myself and on my own life and relationships. The only way I can call myself a Good-Luck Coach is that it worked for me…I became a very lucky lady indeed. Then, building on my own personal success, I started mentoring others about how to get good luck in their lives, too. I now have a passion for empowering others on what to do to build their own good luck.

As your Good-Luck Coach, it’s my goal to teach you exactly how to make yourself lucky. Watching how my strategies improve your life is it’s own reward. Because I see my ideas work, I continue to be excited about sharing my knowledge and guiding you to apply it for yourself.

You may hear yourself or a friend ask, “How can I get good luck? How come I’m not as lucky as others? Is there really any such thing as luck?”

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1472059_10202313340417408_216767722_nI heard it as I floated to the surface of consciousness; was it real or just a remnant of a dream? There it was again, the “Happy Song” ring tone of my phone.  I realized it was 1:30 am as I answered the phone.

“We are at the emergency room, your dad has fallen again, please come soon!”  Her voice was different from the other times when we were called to my dad’s adventures in hospital care.

When I entered the room, I knew it was time.  I didn’t consciously know it, but somewhere deep within the minds recognition of things, I recognized the mask of death.

I knew it would happen someday but I didn’t think it would be today.

I had a tumultuous adolescence relationship with my father.  He was a hard working Mexican American man that took care and pride in his family.  He was a man of faith and active in his church. He was also sexist, chauvinistic and “muy mocho” and he expected his daughter to obey, be and act a certain way. Needless to say, it wasn’t my way.

“I hate you!  I hope you die” was my mantra and energy toward my dad during those days of finding my own place in the world.   Unknown to both of us at the time, we were each other’s teachers.

We learns so much from each other along the way like, respect for others, that failure is part of learning, you don’t have to like someone to love them, the best gift you can give someone is to listen to them, acceptance is like love; it gives of itself, I don’t have to be like you to be loved by you, even a small service can be powerful and much, much more.

I don’t know when it happened but we started to say “I love you” when we would part from a visit or signing off from a phone call.  It could have been after I spent hundreds of hours and thousands of dollars in therapy in order to tame my demons only to find out that I am human.

It really doesn’t matter why or when but that we loved each other again and we loved each for many years after.  Truth be told, we even loved each other through the challenging “I hate you! I hope you die” times too.

He is no longer here, he passed on May 4 of this year and I cannot talk to him or listen to his stories (Oh, he had stories.  Like the one during the time of segregation when he played shortstop in the Mexican baseball league and competed against some of the best, including Satchel Paige and Ernie Banks of the Kansas City Monarchs. He was so good that he was scouted by an Oklahoma farm team but fate would have it that his life took a different path.)

I am a blessed, lucky human and chosen daughter to have had him as my earthly father.  I know that we all die but I would like just one more day to say “I love you dad”.

Good Luck Coaching Point:  Who do you need to say “I love you” to before the chance is taken away from you?

Good luck my friends.  We are all human and may you find the opportunity to express love, for love is good fortune.  And take less than 5 minutes to check out this TED talk if you ever wondered if you are a human being:

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