About Me
I am originally from a little town called South Windsor in the state of Connecticut. I was the youngest of four boys, and each of us were unique in our own right. I’m sure my parents would agree and probably agree with a hardened grin. We were and average family usually living above our means, which seemed to be pretty typical in our neck of the woods. Our parents made sure we had clothes on our backs, food on the table, and some sort of leisure activity going on to keep us out of trouble.
My passion growing up was sports. I played Hockey, Soccer, Baseball, football and skied quite a bit. The Hockey team I was on had a lot of talent, and we went to the regionals in my part of the state several times. It was really cool to travel New England. I saw many things form Maine to Rhode Island and every little state in between. No matter what state I was in, Hockey was king in the winter. We were fed Hockey and we breathed Hockey, no exceptions. While in High School, as far as sports went, I mainly focused on Hockey and Football.I made the Varsity Hockey team my junior year. That was pretty exciting for me and I was proud of my accomplishment.
Being from a winter haven, skiing went hand in hand with hockey. In order to hit the really good slopes, we had to travel a little bit. In our demographic, Vermont had the best mountains but the drive was kinda of a bummer. Not that two hours is a long drive, but back then, excited kids in a car for two hours really wasn’t a joy for the driver. When we planned to travel to Mt. Stowe, in my opinion the best in the Northeast, it was either be there or hang up the skies for the winter. That’s all our friends would talk about for the rest of the season and if you weren’t there, you could enjoy the conversation.
After High school I went to a local community college that just didn’t excite me all that much. Traditional education for a traditional job wasn’t really appealing to me. I did that for a couple of miserable semesters and couldn’t get anything out of it. I had the bright idea of trying school in a different state, thinking that would get my creative juices flowing. Moving to Boston was invigorating, but after a few semesters I was basically in the same place. Stuck in a rut with college, only going because that’s how supposedly you get a good job. I’ve had it.
In the year of 97, a few friends called me up and said they had found paradise. I was intrigued so I took the trip out to San Diego and found a new energy. I really need it. I was a lost soul still looking, until now. I worked odd jobs to support myself until I could finish my education, I mean I was almost done with my A.A. I didn’t want to feel like I wasted my time and it was a decent accomplishment for me.
Without going into to much detail, I managed to produce two wonderful kids, who really are the joy of my life. I think that my two boys really were the catalyst that I needed to give my Life some focus and direction of what I really wanted to do with my life. Unfortunately though, at this point I didn’t know it yet.
After working my butt of for most of my life, it dawned upon me that I will never get anywhere working for someone else. Yes, I did side jobs for myself on occasion, but it just wasn’t gratifying, nor was it rewarding. Looking at my kids everyday, I finally made a promise to myself. I was going to do what ever I could possibly do to make their lives one level better than mine, which brings me to this point in my life.
I was really looking high and low on the Internet for an idea, a direction, a glimpse, a speck of light that would radiate some hope of what was possible out there for a guy like me to do. I had a solid work ethic, so by no means was I looking for a get rich quick scheme, which seems to be plentiful, and seemingly on every corner of every web page out there in cyberland. I did some research on a few possible opportunities that I could possible start to take a hold of. I felt the only thing that really kept me from pursuing these opportunities is the almighty time clock that me and so many others become enslaved to.
I was sitting at a local park one Wednesday morning in mid May, really debating what I was going to do. Was I going to go to my bid, to make my employer one day closer to his million dollar dream, or was I going to call myself out to do what I knew I had to do. It was a picture perfect day, the only thing that was missing was the picture that I didn’t take. But I didn’t need to, it was burnt in my brain. I looked out over Mission Bay in San Diego. I stared at the water, the tree line, the city line. I was frozen. It was a perfect day, and this day had meaning to me. I just stared and I remember it clearly. At that moment, that very moment, my life changed forever.
I, for the first time in my life, had my AH HA moment. It was one of the most beautiful moments I’ve ever experienced, next to the birth of my two boys of course. But it was damn close i tell you. I’ve always heard about that moment. I’ve read about that moment, but for the first time I got it. I got what that moment was and what that moment felt like. No one can describe that felling of clarity, but it is a felling I will never forget. It was the inception of my whole new purpose in life.
I called my boss and told him I quit. I was done working for him or for anyone else for that matter. I got the usual lip service that every great employee gets, or should get at least, but I couldn’t hear Him. I was a million miles away. I was in AH HA land. I could only think about the freedom that I was experiencing. I was beautiful. It still is beautiful and I will never forget that moment as long as I live. I was, and still is that powerful. Sadly, only a few people get to experience that feeling. I’m not sure why I got to get the joy of AH HA, but I’m sure glad I did.
I wish everyone could experience the AH HA moment, and deep down I truly think anyone can. In everyone’s life there is conflict about ones situation, weather it be personal, financial, spiritual, or motivational. The difference between getting the AH HA and not getting the AH HA comes down to this. Are you going to do something about your life and take some personal responsibility, or are you going to let someone else dictate your life for you in the form of a paycheck. Only when you take a serious look at yourself and take some inventory of your self can you answer this question.
When you decide what path you are willing to travel down, maybe you too, will get that AH HA. When you do, I would love to share it with you. Maybe I can offer you some help, to make your journey easier. When you give without expecting in return, it has been said you usually receive ten fold in one form or another.
Thank you for taking the time to read who I am…I hope you can relate
Jeffrey House
