The day Bob Proctor pulled me out from under the bed
In honor of Bob's upcoming birthday
Bob Proctor’s birthday is tomorrow, Friday, July 5th. After I first met Bob way back in 1994, he became my 27-year mentor and there-for-me friend who instigated almost unbelievable transformation in my life.
I’m posting this story about Bob one day in advance of his birthday for two reasons. First, with Bob “gone” now, I prefer to just go quiet and take the day to honor his landing on the planet - what a mighty, mighty shakeup that caused, tell you what!
And it seems almost more suiting to post these two quick stories about Bob on our U.S. 4th of July Independence Day because that’s what Bob gifted with me with – a real understanding of just how independent I could be.
“Independence” as it’s defined is “free from outside control.” There was no better teacher than Bob to help me understand that we all have the ability to choose for our lives, that we each are significant catalysts in this world of ours. You are the only one on the planet – in the history of time – with your unique combination of skills, talents and abilities, and that IS why you are here. When you understand that you, and only you, are in charge of directing the magic of your life, you truly have come to understand freedom.
What I learned from Bob … it caused such amazing, seismic shift in my life that it’s why I chose to mentor and teach a world of clients, just as Bob did for me. When you understand how much freedom you truly have been gifted with, everything changes.
Quick Background …
I want to get to two stories today about Bob, but first just 2.5 paragraphs of back story here:
In 1995, Bob and I began working together as writing partners, and that continued for 27 years. In fact, we were working on a project very close to his heart just weeks before he transitioned from our planet.
The writing partnership was clearly the most fun I’ve ever had in my life because Bob was always coming up with out-of-the-box ideas that he “KNEW we could create” (he was the greatest salesman ever) and I could “sizzle market” (he’d say with absolute confidence) to help many millions of people around the world. He lived every day of his life in Assumption and Happy Expectation which, alone, was such a contrast to the vast majority of … well, everyone.
Beyond that business partnership, though, Bob was an extraordinary mentor and truly a best friend to me. Day in and day out, he patiently mentored this young protégé along, teaching me how to create my world my way through the most advanced levels of belief. Because of Bob, I teach this now to my own clients with a plethora of new lessons that just seem to keep rolling out of me. (I suspect Bob has a hand in this.)
Today’s 1st Story About Bob Proctor -
2:30 AM Conference Calls Have Been Reinstituted
However woo-woo it may sound to you, I’m very sure that Bob is still lurking about in my life right now. In fact it’s more like he took up residence on my couch about a day after he left the planet. He’s been quite vocal about this, too.
In fact, I’m pretty sure it was his idea that we reconvene our “Coffee Hours,” which we used to do on the phone from our kitchen tables - Bob in his Toronto home and me in my Laguna Beach home. Now, we’ve just agreed to meet at my kitchen table, and I pull out a chair for his invisible self and pour him a cup of coffee, too.
But that’s another story. Staying on point here …
I have a really wonderful new consulting client, Ravi, who lives in Dubai. (He found me through first watching Bob Proctor videos, actually.) The other morning at about 2:30 AM my time, I started tapping a note to Ravi.
He replied from his afternoon there, wondering what I was doing up at 2:30 a.m., here. I responded:
Lately, I’ve been waking up at 2:30 AM, and I just assume it’s Bob wanting us to get to work.
When he was on the planet in physical form, he was always at his desk by 5:30 or 6:00 AM EST, waiting for me to wake up in Pacific time three hours later. He used to kid me that he’d watch the clock tick-tick-tick and he’d holler in his head:
“WAKE UP DI!! We’ve got work to do!”
Now I figure he’s just louder in his new dimension and it’s actually working. I sit bolt upright in bed, wide awake. I throw off the covers and I’m trotting out to my weekly project journal there on the kitchen table before I even think to look at the clock.
And, just like those old days when I would actually jolt awake at an ungodly pre-dawn hour and call Bob, I can still hear him chuckle in a very satisfied way.
Today’s 2nd Story About Bob Proctor -
The Day Bob Rescued Me On One Of My Worst Days Ever
I’ve been threatening a “Conversations with Bob” completed book for about four years now. Bob actually wrote the foreword to it, so I can imagine he’s thinking it’s time for me to get the book out, too.
I’ve decided to start publishing bits and pieces of it here, but that’s another story for later, too. Here’s why I mentioned it:
The day Bob had to pull me out from under the bed is my most favorite story about Bob ever. It was likely the most impactful conversation he ever had with me, and shows you what a phenomenally caring spirit Bob was to his very core. As I write this, the Randy Newman song, “You’ve Got a Friend in Me,” wafts through my mind –
“If you've got troubles, I've got 'em too
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you
We stick together and can see it through
’Cause you've got a friend in me.”
Bob was always that person to me; he just never let me go.
I talked about “The Day Bob Pulled Me Out From Under the Bed” in one of my classes, so have re-posted it here:
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