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Posted by Cristina Munoz on October 17, 2005 at 02:20:36:
Hi Fellow Networkers,
This post is for anyone who still has remembers what it was like to be a child. When my family moved to Australia from Spain I was seven years old. At that age I developed a stubborn passion for climbing trees. I would climb small trees. Big Trees. Tall Trees. Wide trees. Basically if it smelt of a branch I was there.
At the very first primary school my mother enrolled me in she would pick me up and find me not at the front gate like all the other kids but up one of the trees in the school yard. Now she wasn’t happy about this so she spoke to the principle who didn't do anything about it as I would still be up a tree when she would pick me up.
My mother was anything but a quitter so she simply enrolled me into another school. Smart cookie my mother as that school was one of those really old schools. Walls of solid blue stone, massive and imposing with towering steeples. The school yard itself was barren. Aside from a few boring monkey bars and swings it was simply one huge wide expanse of endless grey concrete.
Bingo my Mum must have thought, not a tree in sight.
I wasn’t particularly thrilled by these turn of events but I guess even at that age I was open to improvising so very quickly heard the call of those enticing, towering steeples. The very first afternoon my mother came to pick me up I was not waiting at the front gate like the rest of the kids, oh no I was way up high on top of the school roof leaning against that very enticing towering steeple and best of all I could see my mother approaching well before she could see me.
It was absolutely magical being up there and when she got closer to the school I started waving, and yelling to catch her attention and the moment she caught sight of me and where I was she literally stopped in her tracks and screamed at me in Spanish to get down!
Back to the Principle she went and again no joy so again a new school for me and this time it was a catholic primary school with, wait for it, nuns at the helm.
I remember sitting in the Principles office with my Mother, my legs dangling and my feet way up high while the Principle took one good intense look at me and promptly assurred my mother that I would be on the ground in future when she came to pick me up.
Well, this particular school with a lovely row of trees which I prompty started climbing and the nuns however promptly started getting me down.
It became a mission for me, every day the same scenario until one day I decided to climb onto the school roof which was crowded with pigeons. After that little episode I found myself in front of the Principle again this time however without my mother.
She was a stern, forceful woman with direct, blue eyes. She took another intense look at me and simply said, ‘Come with me’ so I did.
I followed her as we walked right to the other side of the building until we reached the library. She strode right into a particular Isle then stopped and pulled out a book. She then knelt down at eye level to me and told me, ‘Since Cristina you love climbing trees so much this library is filled with trees to climb in your own mind. And you can climb them as much as you want starting with this one.’ She handed me a book called ‘The Magic Faraway Tree’ by Enid Blyton.
There are moments that change your life and that was one such moment for me. Of course I didn’t realise this at the time, though looking back I know I would be in a very different place now if it were not for her.
You see what I loved about climbing trees was the feeling of excitement it gave me. Of once reaching the top of being so high above everything and everyone. I loved the feeling of the wind on my face with no barriers, of being part of the sky.
Climbing trees was Glorious and I felt invincible. Most of all being that high caused everything to be okay, every little thing that annoyed me or upset me disapated into thin air, into nothing. It was worth the sore knees, the scratches and even the occasional falls.
From the moment I started diving into ‘The Magic Faraway Tree’ that book felt like climbing the most challenging tree that ever existed. My comprehension skills were not the best, I was young, still learning english but the story, my god that story captured my imagination in such a way I then spent every lunchtime and recess from then on in the library.
After finishing the Magic Faraway tree, I started the Enchanted Wood and every single book Enid Blyton wrote. The more I finished books the better my english became and it started a love of books, of learning that I know is a gift I will take with me till the day I die.
I never stopped climbing trees or school buildings when I was a kid, I just did so from then on out of sight of my mother and not in school. I simply also begun climbing them in my own mind. What is amazing to me now, almost 30 years later is the fact I have my very own real life Magic Faraway tree in my backyard.
It even has a magnificent hollow and thick wide branches that curl and is so tall it towers over every other gum tree on our property. Everytime I look at it, it makes me feel so happy, so at peace, so inspired and makes me feel what it was like to be seven again, full of wonder and as a grown up now so aware of how magical life can be.
I realised recently, and this is the main point of sharing this story so thanks for hanging in there with me. Is the fact, that our Compensation Plan are like the Magic Faraway Tree. One I began climbing just on over four years ago with every level of course being one branch.
Depending on what income you are chasing to help you realise your dreams, know how high up your Compensation Plan you want to climb, the very branch you are chasing and then set about doing so one branch at a time.
Think about which branch you are on now and the best wisdom I can then give you is to focus on the next branch above you, and never take your eyes off it.
Never look back as looking down encourages vertigo and can pull you straight back where you don’t want to be. Keep your eyes up, firmly focused above, on how high you want to climb and why and then little by little, one branch at a time you will get there.
It’s important to understand and accept that some branches will be easier to reach and others won’t be, others will involve a few scratches and sore knees to get to and others if your quest involves being in the company of eagles will involve enourmous concentration and patience to reach.
Remember Success takes years.
Sometimes you may even fall off and will need to pick yourself up, dust yourself off and start again.
Most people don’t do that. They fall off and quit. Join the masses on the ground. If you want to be more than most people then please pick yourself up, dust yourself off and start again.
Keep focused and keep climbing as one glorious day you will reach the top whatever that means to you and guess what guys.
Jim Rohn taught me a wonderful philosophy that if you buy into as I have can change your life and this is:
From testimonials and personal experience we have enough information to conclude that its possible to design and live an extraordinary life’.
And in our case this means you are not climbing this tree by yourself. You are not alone. Others have climbed this incredible tree before us and are up there on higher branches cheering us on, encouraging us upwards towards reaching our dreams one branch at a time.
After all it seems to me life is just one great big gigantic tree and there are no limits to how high we can climb.
It’s up to us.
And lastly, quietly to end, please take a twig off my Principles tree and make sure as you begin this glorious quest that you climb into as many books as you can as well.
Educate yourself. Spend time on your personal development. Study books written by those who are further up the tree than you. Or where you want to be. They, including your Why will give you the courage and they will teach you the skills you need.
Plus they will give you the mental and emotional strength to keep climbing no matter how many sore knees, scratches or falls you may need to endure and I for one can’t wait to feel the wind, can’t wait to be part of the sky, up there in the company of eagle's with as many of you as possible in the future.
Here’s to living an extraordinary life and happy climbing.
I hope this helps.
Cristina Munoz 2005