TNR Happenings, February 26, 2024
The Tao of TNR
This training showcases the invisible principles that guide TNR and everything else. Participants will learn to be guided by this intelligence/force instead of fighting against it. There is nothing new age about it; it has always been there regardless of your observation or belief of its presence. It will look at obstacles and introduce you to solutions that will become a template for living an uncommon, ultra-successful life without sacrificing your humanity or putting profit over people. Why do some doctors have it while others struggle for their entire careers? It’s not talent, academics, or techniques, as all doctors have degrees. You know a person has this ingredient when you meet them almost instantaneously. They are warm, engaging, and have a certain mystique to them, and they are memorable as opposed to being a face in the crowd. They also know something about boundaries and don’t get pushed around. This is a training not to be missed! Discounted tickets are available until Monday, March 4th.
Level 2 vs. Level 1
As most of our training participants know all too well, the barn at 521 Walpole St. has old pipes, and recently, simple toilet flushing caused basement flooding. At trainings, I encouraged participants to lessen the amount of flushes. Four years ago we paid a sewer company to put a video camera snake in the sewer drain to see the extent of the clog caused by tree roots, and then they dug out as much as they could. We knew the day would come when we would have to replace the pipe ($$$) that led to the main sewer line. A couple of weeks ago, we contacted a Level 1 sewer guy we found online (no referral!) He had no camera and only light-duty equipment to remove the clog. He was crabby and stoic. He makes a living being a Level 1 person. He said the pipe would need to be replaced and suggested we call the Town of Norwood for a list of contractors that they would recommend. His work on our pipes only lasted a few days, as the basement flooded even with controlled flushing. My wife called the town hall for a list of contractors to replace the pipe, and a guy said let us come out there first and see what’s going on. I had my doubts about town bureaucracy, etc. They responded in a big way. They came out with a crew of articulate, friendly, thorough workmen (not just townies), and they pulled up in a truck tank that made the other guys' look like a Tonka toy. The job was done in no time. They said we didn’t need new pipes, and it was good to go!
How can workers who stand around in sh*# all day be so heavy-duty, polite, and take charge? It’s not the job at hand; it’s the character of the people involved. They even cleaned up after themselves as best as they could. What a difference Level 2 makes! It restores your faith in people. They are like this for all jobs. They are like sewer commandos. They spring into action for each job and don’t leave until it is finished. No excuses, no whining about the stink; they get sh*& done.
LHNC News
The Reservation just received an unexpected HUGE supply of Reebok apparel and sneakers! Kenny was over the moon about it. They will reach kids in ultra-need, those with meritorious achievement levels, those who participate at the Thundering Buffalo Health and Wellness Center, those with fitness goals, etc. The boxes came in separate shipments but could probably have filled a semi-truck. A contact at Taylor Family Chiropractic came through for us in a big way…again! 365 days a year, Love Has No Color grinds away at making the lives of kids on the Reservation just a bit easier by restoring the health, dignity, and hope of America’s forgotten, invisible kids.
The Mind of Miyagi
Where have the miracles gone? I took a break from creating the new training event for May 17th & 18th with Kenny Smoker and got out my testimonials from decades ago. Torn ACL ligaments, brain injuries, autism, mutes, and every disease imaginable were so familiar and normal; it was what I did. When did Chiropractic stop being a miracle profession and turn into a drab, spirit-robbing, my back, my back profession of mediocrity? Pain relief only is a very small part of the world of Chiropractic and healing. The new normal is billing software, constant insurance woes, BSOs, and how to procure low-quality new patients and plow through them. Outside of our TNR family, it’s like the day the music died. Is this the end of miracles in our profession? My son has a saying above the door of his adjustment room: ‘Expect Miracles.’ I wonder where he got that idea.
Being in the middle of it all those years, I didn’t think it was crazy, paranormal, way out, etc. I expected miracles, and that’s the way my mentor, Dr. Joe Flesia, trained me. It was my life. I studied and studied and was open to my mentor’s direction of making the limited into the unlimited. Seeing hundreds of people in a single day was not in my comprehension without his training, love, and guidance. He lifted me out of my limited training at Chiropractic College. At the time, I thought it was harsh and over the top with other dimension nonsense like Carlos Casteneda. At times, it seemed like nothing was ever good enough. I know he loved me, but it didn’t always feel that way going through the process. I now realize I was forged in fire, as he knew what would become of the profession without being guided by a precious few next-generation thinking individuals. I wasn’t going to limit what the unlimited could bring in the form of less human suffering. My mentor assured me that the average DC did not see the extent of miraculous healing in their offices. In his last writing to me he prophetically said, “Being a warrior does not mean you live on the ‘good side of the force’ or that all Warriors agree on the same values, it just means your high achievement was made following the rules of personal power. Now, it’s be nice to him or her - don’t expect too much, it’s not excellence that counts, now what counts is making a false financial success out of a sh*% bag.” Wherever I went, people lined up to be adjusted by me. Why would DCs ask me to adjust them at seminars with so many DCs around? What made me different from them?
Over the years, I have noticed that regardless of who the DC is or where they hail from, the ones that devour, highlight, print, and three-hole punch the newsletter are the same ones who don’t miss a single event. They ask questions. They don’t allow gold to be swallowed up and forever forgotten on their computers. They are interested in being ultra-successful, getting out-of-this-world clinical results, and being humanitarian. They live boldly; there is a hero persona that goes along with them. They don’t get caught up in drama or being held hostage. It doesn’t make a difference what the training is called, and they are there. The trainings are a tongue-and-groove journey into being a once-in-a-lifetime doctor, spouse, and parent. They are Level 2 all the way. TNR members carry a mantra with them: you can trust me with your life. This is so uncommon today; no wonder nobody knows what you are talking about.
DCME Confidential
See the above article on flushing the toilet.
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