There is a saying in English, “all comes to those that wait.”
There is another English saying, “strike whilst the iron is hot.”
Here is another one, “if you have a problem sleep on it.”
The sayings above will all have their counterparts, or similar sayings in most cultures, as has proven in my trainings throughout the world.
Small world, isn’t it?
Many years ago in Carnaby Street, Central London, the birthplace of “mod” fashion of the 1960’s, the place to be seen with the rock stars, I came across a shop selling rings, and saw a special ring that caught my eye. For some time I pondered whether to buy the ring, but I never did, even though I returned many times to the shop, the eye stood out, but my hand never went into my pocket to get the money out to buy it.
One day, perhaps two years after initially setting my eye on the ring, I went back to Carnaby Street to buy the ring. The shop had changed. Now it was sports shirts, running shoes, no jewelry.
Oh Poo Poo. click to understand.
I asked in the new shop where had the old shop gone, no one knew. I asked in neighbouring shops, still no-one knew.
Perhaps I become obsessive with what I do. Yes I think I do.
When I want to know something, to learn something, I search for the information, go the best to learn from them, that is why I sought-out, Paul McKenna, Ormond McGill, Joe McMoneagle, Richard bandler, John Grinder, Paul Scheele, Dr Win Wenger, Tony Buzan, Gianni Golfera, Doug O’Brian, et al, then I can teach others.
When I have a problem, I know I can solve it, perhaps using technology, I will search for the solution, and not rest until I resolve it, for example the Dualphone 3088. (click)
I searched all over London for the ring. Nothing.
Asu joined in the search. Together we would scour the jewelry shops in the back streets of Istanbul only to be offered the Turkish eye.
Asuman and myself, one evening in Kadikoy, following a strange meal in a square I think named after a duck, came across a shopkeeper that said he could get one, but next week.
I felt good, at last I had it. Or had I? No.
The Turkish EyeMy search continued, Italy, Turkey, Spain, England, India. Nothing.
Then last Sunday, always searching, always seeking the impossible, the missing, I was in Covent Garden Market, I asked a stall holder, and he told me of a shop just off Carnaby Street, The Great Frog, they had them. With hope in my heart, I went to the shop, only to find it closed and with a grill over the window which made it impossible to view the goods on sale.
Undeterred, I returned Monday, and yes they had one, just the one I wanted.
After all these years of searching, the shop was less than 100 yards (metres) from the original shop I had seen all those years ago.
Yavaş Yavaş