Faerie-Hippie-Shit & Old Cliches: Ryze-ified

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I felt a weird tingle in my chest.

I was in kind of an intense chat, but also… not.

Is there a word for intense-but-warm-and-gentle?

I tuned in to Brooke’s voice as she was wrapping up:

"I wanna go deeper, there’s a lot of energy to work with here. Your anger’s good, your voice is meant for this story." Brooke of Bloomtopia.org finished telling me during our session together.

I felt moved.

Brooke saw my anger as beautiful. She saw my passion. She knew my voice and wisdom could help people and instead of fighting the cliched story I’d heard so many times – I could transform it.

Most people aren’t comfortable working with "intuitive" energetic coaches, but I find that they’re mainly the only one’s that are able to help me.

And of course, I can learn massive amounts about marketing from people like Danny Iny and Clay Collins…

But I’m gonna share something a bit taboo.

I’m gonna tell you about my ties to ‘weird, esoteric shit.’

‘Cause some of my most powerful breakthroughs came when I finally opened my mind and explored astrology.

See… I already intellectually and emotionally… "understand" a lot about life.

I "get things."

Lately, some of my biggest personal breakthroughs and insights come from my chats with Brooke Meservy.

And she’s not someone the sexy-and-classy J-Ryze would ‘normally’ associate with.

You practically have to speak another language to connect with her. It’s all "be seen" and "heart centered" and "energy-work"

If that puts you off, if you’ve decided that anyone using that language *isnt for you, ever* – you’re missing out.

And Brooke has what some might call a ‘weak’ online presence.

She’s definitely kind of ‘woo-woo’ and ‘out there’.

She’s super-wordy, and writes pages of ‘poetry’ as a response to a simple question.

Which to me, is her strength. It’s awesome.

Honest: You’ll never feel like someone cares so much about your confusion or struggle or need or hurt, more than when you read a page of Brooke’s outpourings.

Is it ‘efficient’ ? Maybe not obviously.

Is it ‘normal’? Nope, but what is?

And what portion of the population is publicly open and comfortable with this kind of thing?

In mid-level business circles? Like– none.

1%? Who knows.

lol.

But throughout history, all the great kings had advisors, oracles, seers, wizards, etc.

Successful kings had people who had some powerful element of mysticism about them, but who powerfully contributed to empires.

I’m a "King’s Kid".

Well, Mom always affectionately and semi-playfully told me I was "a king’s kid", and that’s a deep belief in me — so it makes sense that I’d roll with someone like Brooke.

My powerful intellect LOVES words. It loves explaining things logically, sensibily, and verbally.

But guess-fucking-what — and this is key –

LIFE IS NOT all about words.

There’s deep, powerful concepts like `love`, `prosperity`, and `catharsis` that our big cities & our brilliant minds have NO CLUE how to truly benefit from.

And then we wonder why we’re confused. We wonder why we suffer.

Well when you’re missing out on a huge chunk of what makes people happy, like love, prosperity, and catharsis… what would you expect?

It took me a while to get my shit together and open my mind to this side of things, but all I can do is share my experience — involving and exposing myself to this side of life changed everything.

And Brooke’s like queen of this stuff.

And whether you like it or not, you’re benefitting from her right now, because she inspired my "pain experiment" posts.

She also inspired this post, which takes an ancient, cliched story you’ve probably heard a million times, and turns it on it’s ass.

Mwahaha – let’s roll.

***

The original, cliched story:

I was raised Christian by absolutely incredible parents. Our family was always the envy of everyone in school, and our house was constantly full of people and guests and celebration.

One story I was told many times though, that always made me epically furious, but that I just sucked up, smiled, and nodded, was the story of the Man & The Passing Boats : "God Will Save Me."

Have you heard it? (I think it’s used in the Will Smith movie, Pursuit Of Happyness.)

It goes like this:

There was an old man sitting on his porch watching the rain fall. Pretty soon the water was coming over the porch and into the house.

The old man was still sitting there when a rescue boat came and the people on board said, "You can’t stay here you have to come with us."

The old man replied, "No, God will save me." So the boat left. A little while later the water was up to the second floor, and another rescue boat came, and again told the old man he had to come with them.

The old man again replied, "God will save me." So the boat left him again.

An hour later the water was up to the roof and a third rescue boat approached the old man, and tried to get him to come with them.

Again the old man refused to leave stating that, "God will save him." So the boat left him again.

Soon after, the man drowns and goes to heaven, and when he sees God he asks him, "Why didn’t you save me?"

God replied, "You dummy! I tried. I sent three boats after you!!"

Makes sense at first right? (here it narrated in this video)

Why I kinda hated it:

It’s basically a story of some foolish guy, ignoring the signs and opportunities right in front of him.

I’ve had this story told to me many times. Most recently when I wouldn’t cheapen my brand/pricing, go to a homeless shelter, or get a job.

I’m that the people who told me this story were well-meaning people.

But the basic message that shone through wasn’t "I really wanna help you, J"

It was heavily hinting that Jason was being foolish, blind, and ignorant by not choosing one of the Clear Solutions they ‘saw’ for me.

• As if I hadn’t already considered these options many times.
• As if I wasn’t masterfully gifted with clarity, wisdom, and insight — since birth.
• As if they knew better than I did, what was right for my life.

And at first, everytime I heard the story, I began to doubt myself.

Why?

Because it’s an intellectual story meant to persuade, and meant to create doubt, and meant to nudge people towards taking the solution a friend deems ‘good’.

• It’s not a story that says "yay! you’re a champ! you’re on the right path!"
• It’s not a story that says "follow your heart first, and everyone else second!"
• It’s not a story that says "everyone’s path is unique, and you will know best for you."

It’s a story that says "yoooo-ooou might be wroooo-oooong!" and "there’s a high chance you’re being stubborn and ignorant of god!"

And the story always rubbed me the wrong way, like many old, out-dated ideas and traditions that haven’t evolved — even though EVOLUTION IS LIFE.

And so I’d feel even worse when I started LISTENING to it.

Yep, I listened.

I’d start looking into shelters again, or looking for jobs again, when I knew in my heart that was NOT the solution for me — at least not at the time. There were other things to focus on.

Like helping people, boot-strapping, and making an impact on humanity — transcending pain, discomfort, and death if it happened to arrive in my life.

The irony was, in paying attention to this powerfully persuasive, doubt-filled story, I stopped listening to ‘Real Signs’ from my gut.

And let me tell you — going against your gut is probably the most painful, most unhappiness provoking thing ever.

Evar!

So… what to do?

The story is everywhere, told by "well-meaning" people trying to help, often, in my experience.

And the new me, wont doubt himself because of some external person’s judgment or ideas.

The new me would be expressively angry that they’d even hint that I couldn’t see proper solutions that life was presenting to me.

It seemed my only option was to give them my response to dissrespect

It’s not super-fun for them, usually

But after a short talk with Brooke…

I came up with a new story, one that injects heart, soul, and personal power back into the story of intellectual solution-analysis and self-doubt.

Wanna read the updated version?

Sweet.

***

The man had been homeless for a long time.

It felt like forever.

So he was telling his story to his friend, and his friend said:

"Dude, you can’t stay homeless, you need to get a job and get yourself out of it."

And the homeless man relaxed himself and opened his mind to the possibility…

…as soon as he did, his gut reacted strongly, and he felt pain. He went back to appreciating his freedom from cubicle-life, and his gut approved.

So his friend left.

A little while later, he was texting another friend he cared about, using his last cellphone minutes, and this friend said "Dude, you can’t stay homeless, you need to go to a shelter."

Again, the homeless man relaxed himself and opened his mind to the possibility…

…bam, again he was slammed with another gut reaction in his belly and chest. He looked into this before, it felt horrible then and felt horrible now. He was still open to it, but his gut said the timing was not right. It wasn’t meant to be. It wasn’t his path or solution.

He switched to appreciating the fact that life still gave him cell phone minutes instead of forcing him in the freezing cold into an environment that did not inspire him — and his gut approved.

So this friend stopped texting.

At an internet cafe, the homeless man checked his e-mail, and what did he find?

A friend with a suggestion: "Dude, you can’t stay homeless, you need to lower your prices and quickly ‘cash-in’."

And the homeless man relaxed himself and opened his mind to the possibility…

…and waves of nausea washed over him – he’d lived a pretty intense life, and his experiences taught him to value himself, and what he was worth. He’d still volunteered more time + love than most people, but openly and publicly lowering his prices felt horrible. He went back to being happy for all the clients he had over the year who eagerly paid his full rate, even if they seemed scarce right now.

The man chuckled and told the friend it didn’t feel like the right solution for him.

His friend shook his head, thinking he was ‘right’, and left the homeless man alone.

The homeless man wondered if he was destined to starve or freeze to death, or kill himself from discomfort, becoming a martyr of someone who followed his heart, and lived his own life, to an early death.

When suddenly, he received an e-mail from Oprah + Joel Osteen, telling them they LOVED his powerful life story, and they’d pay all his expenses to get him on air.

His life completely and utterly changed.

And the homeless man sat there smiling so bright, thinking:

"If I’d have gone against my heart, and taken any of the suggested ‘tacky, passing life-boat solutions’, I’d have missed the ‘Luxury Yacht Solution’ god had queued up for me.’

"God’s Already Saved Me" [Ryze-ified by Jason Fonceca]

Can you see the key differences in my version of the story?

(I mean besides the fact that it references cellphones, email, and Oprah?)

Ryze’s version of the story focuses on inner-guidance, gut-instincts, heart, and personal power.

It focuses on not being pressured or swayed by external ‘discomfort’ or ‘pressure’.

It focuses on pursuing solutions that feel right to you, at the time they feel right to you.

And really, that’s all the encouragement anyone really needs.

• There aren’t only 3 solutions in life.
• And life isn’t sitting around calling you dumb for not settling for mediocre ones.
• And the best solutions are usually one’s your friends CAN’T see, they’re creative, inspired, and personal to you.

I trust you enjoyed it

I’d love to see my version spread, so the well-meaning friends can use a Ryze-ified cliche to help others, instead of an intellectualized one filled with doubt.

***

And I highly recommend you break your comfort zones and bring something beyond the hyper-intellect and rationality of western living into your life. Bring LOVE into your life. Bring LIGHT. Bring Brooke Meservy into your life.

Open your mind, cuz school doesn’t help much, online courses don’t help much, the latest plugin doesn’t help much, starting a blog doesn’t help much…

Standard, westernized, science-ifed techno-solutions don’t help much.

They’re band-aids on troubles that run deeply through you, your parents, and maybe your whole bloodline.

People need to get their heads out of their asses, and really, really, really start thinking differently.

You don’t need another ‘study’.

You don’t need another PhD or dissertation.

You don’t need another 10 tips fluff-magazine.

You need healing of a different kind.

"We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them." – Albert Einstein

This is my advice for anyone stuck in the grind, and spinning their gears on solutions strictly from the mind:

Bring something that makes a fucking difference into your life — beyond the latest ‘money-making’ technique or blog post.

Interact with someone special.

Interact with our generation’s version of prophets and inspirations and oracles.

Get yourself some wonder.

I love you all,
(that shit cray),
Rock on and ryze up,
J.