I’m Rick Emmerich, in Salt Lake City with Dr. Malia.  It’s her first

time and my 5th, I believe.  Liv International is partnering with the

health conscious, healers, and regular people concerned with their

health.  Everyone I have met truly cares about the health and wealth

of others and this company does seem unique in that respect.

   This is the kickoff, and for a company that was previously known for

its weight loss products mainly, this re-branding that has taken place is a

real breath of fresh air, (like the cool blasts coming off the Wasatch Moun-

tains to keep these Hawaiian visitors chilled.)

   We look forward to the last day of the “Liftoff” Sat, and wonder what

else can they throw our way.  A well-known author and motivational

speaker, a top nutritional expert, the co-founder and product formulator,

Jeff Tuttle, Glenna Delisle-company spark plug and inspirer and a fired up

Spud buster from Idaho named Austin have all kept us in stitches, tears,

wonderment and just on the edge of our seats.  Austin won a lease on a

Black BMW for some dedicated and inspired work these last 4 months or so.

   You know how so many people are concerned about their health?

We can help.

   You know how many, if not most people want to have their own busi-

ness, or another income stream?  Dr. Malia and Rick Emmerich can help

with that.

   You know how many appreciate the blast it is to run around in stretch

limos and eat at a fancy dinner free-on the company!  That was us tonite.

Stay Tuned, or take a peek at http://buddhainabottle.com

baby wants to jetski       She MAY actually want A jetski.  She mentions it, under her breath sometimes, then out loud during certain moods.  She has this picture.  When she was about 15, they had jetskis (two of them) lined up outside the house.  As you may have figured out, they lived on the water…….in Hawaii.

She has expensive dreams.  But that’s good.  Got to have a why.  You want to know the other one?

Baby wants a BMW 3 series.  Red, with a little blueish in it.  Or Metallic Gray, or Silver.  (Not purple, not maroon.)  I want her to have one.  I could see myself in a new car, but I don’t have a clear picture yet.  No car for Ricky!  She can’t either until she gets this color thing right.

I don’t think you can really start a journey and have a plan, if you don’t know where you are going.  We are going to the jetski store…in the future.  I can see us on the darn things.  Bouncing as we catch the waves.  Catching air.    THAT’S how I roll.

Salt water spraying, in our eyes, getting some sun.

I just kinda sneak into her dreams, because I can.

Otherwise the long hours working at home can be tedious.  The turn downs, the idiots, the wrong numbers on the phone seem like a weight on my shoulders with no reason to continue on.  Her years at Dr. school were rough, except for when she saw that carrot just ahead of her.

Baby likes to travel.  She’s no Motel 6, Super 8, or Zinger Motel kind of lady.  We pay someone to watch the cats, and THAT’S not a bad gig.  We’ve been in the seats of the front of the plane, and we never want to go back.

Baby likes the restaurant leaning over the cliff, rather than the steakhouse chain, or the cafeteria style place.  She deserves it, she’s a Dr.  I deserve it, I’m with her.

She sends fruit baskets for Christmas (not fruitcakes), she always gives good gifts.

Baby pays some of my bills as I move towards my financial goals (which are hers as well).  Lost a couple of the women there, did’nt I?

I see us at some fancy couples resort, or maybe a cruise ship spa, side by side, getting treatments with oils, getting massaged and loving life.  She’s really led me to great health.  I rub her feet like no one else can.  And by the way, no one else can.

We’ll be there, in a convertible, cruising up Highway 1 towards San Francisco, from Pismo Beach.  You either know what I am talking about, or you need to get out more.  I mean c’mon, put us in a Visa commercial or something!

The old Rick used phrases like “I can’t afford that” “Wish I could go there   “  “When I get outta debt, I’ll…..”(fill in the blank)  “Someday I’ll”

YOU NEVER GET TO SOMEDAY I’LL.  Your ship does not JUST come in.  That’s like expecting to win the lottery but not purchasing a ticket.  Not going to work.

To get somewhere, you HAVE to see it, see yourself there, kick the tires, take it for a spin, make an offer, have a plan, pretend, act as if you’re already there.  Some put the pics up in the office, bathroom etc.

You also have to believe that you are worthy, deserving, and see yourself in possession, earning it, etc.  You have to earn enough money to buy it, lease it, maybe even rent it.

For a good 14 years I had a governor on my financial go-cart.  Remember the go-carts you get in and race against your friends.  Who won?  Assuming you all floored it the whole way, probably the one that happened to be in the front row.  Because of the governors.

Or would you prefer ceiling.

Can’t get over that.  Like a long time employee trading his/her hours for dollars, at the top of the pay scale.  Now THAT’S a motivated worker…….NOT.

I’m not a good employee for someone else.  Any of you employers that took a wrong turn on the way to see your Careerbuilder post for employees…..keep walking and don’t look back.

You won’t get your dreams and goals working for someone else.  Well maybe, but I bet you adjusted down those lofty goals when reality hit you, somewhere through the years.

So what do you do?

Assuming you are NOT the next Beckham (who?) or Peyton Manning, or Prince Fielder, or Tiger Woods….And if you aren’t threatening Carrie Underwood or Beyonce, or Bruce Springsteen for performing excellence…….

For ‘normal’ people like me, Network Marketing, home-based business, perhaps internet marketing, all seem to be the best hope.  That is, to make the big bucks, get free(r) with your time, and hit those big goals.

Get that clear picture of a Why, a plan to achieve it, find a GREAT company, and you could be off to the races.