Help from me and Helen Keller....

There’s something new behind the man over the counter. It’s a story and the million and one things he doesn’t say. He looks taller now behind a grey bland looking wall that only a week earlier was row after row of colourful trays and bright packaged boxes of cigarettes.

“We have to conceal them now,” he tells me. “we have to go dark by the end of this month”; meaning that the government now wants to restrict the look of the cigarettes, doesn’t want customers to be enticed into impulse buying. Still, it’s a legal product that costs the government billions of dollars every year from health related illnesses. And when it comes to government getting tax revenue from the sale of cigarettes, there we all know here they can’t and won’t stop you.

I’ve never smoked. It’s not cigarettes I buy when I come into the corner store. Usually it’s my favourite brand of soy milk I buy from Farouz. It's delicious, for some reason is not carried in the larger grocery store. Over several months now I've come to know a little about the man that sells me soy milk. Boxed cigarettes it seems are not the only thing on my street that has gone dark.

Farouz is a chemical engineer and he stood me up for a coffee on my birthday. I always knew that there was more to Farouz than meets the eye. It was my fault I suppose. I asked Farouz if he would consider looking outside of his current retail job and into a home business as a way to earn extra income.

I waited for Farouz and he didn’t come. I was disappointed but I understood his hesitancy to try something new. To his mind he has already tried and failed at so many things and can't face rejection and failure another time.

“I can’t afford to look at anything!" he says to me. "I can’t afford to risk. I’m finished with chemical engineering jobs. I’m going to be stuck packing groceries now until the day I die..."Maybe you don’t understand what it is like he tells me because you were born in Canada.

But you don’t have to have a foreign-sounding name and brown eyes to have things in the job front not turn out. I told Farouz that but he didn’t seem to believe me.

Months after obtaining his professional re-certification in Canada, after applying for a long list of engineering jobs it seems Farouz still has not found his engineering job. By now this same scenario is an old story having played itself out countless times.

I feel luckier these days not because I am not packing groceries but because I have found after much trial and error and a lot of soul searching a jewel and a gem. That is simply a realization that the hardest thing in the world is not being able to have what you want. If you’re willing to be open to LOOK AT a home business seriously and to study the model, like me you might be pleasantly surprised.

It’s hard work that pays off and will pay off and reward you for your efforts a million and one times over. In return for this effort you earn similiarly to an engineering degree a return on investment. In this case a life-long stream of steady residual income. That is something that a job and even chemical engineering will and cannot do. The deal is you have to be willing. Willing to give up your FEELING of security.

If life is either a daring adventure or nothing, according to Helen Keller; she also said security does not exist in nature, it's only man himself that seeks it. And it's harder to find all the time.

I wish Helen would have told Farouz that because Iknow he won’t always feel so defeated.

He won’t always be resigned to packing groceries because it is NATURAL to want more and to have more from life. It’s entirely possible in your own business. Another birthday is around the corner. If Farouz can only see things for a minute or so. Sit down over a happy cup of tea and really have a listen… like me and Helen.