Don’t worry. He won’t hurt you. Just sit there (three sentences).
Not sure why Santa scared me so much. Clowns frightened me. Women frighten me. Threes.
Scary happens in threes. Scary movie sagas frequently occur in threes, although many times I wonder why. The Godfather movies? Three. Don’t ask me why. Don’t see Godfather III. Abomination.
On occasion you need three signals to wake you, shake you, bake you – Three hammers hit you in the head, three lightning strikes. You cry, you deny, you wake up. Maybe you wake up. Most likely, you don’t wake up. Try. I try every day.
Because your brain forms protective layers. Three from what I’ve discovered about myself. As your mind tries to protect your heart. To get through to you, to others, you need to bust through the layers.
Thinking in threes, speaking in threes, can improve your life, possibly save it.
Everything you ever need to know can be learned in threes. Everything you ever need to communicate can be accomplished in threes.
1). “Leave me alone. Go away. I mean it.” Use this for bad thoughts, bad people, bad ideas, bad anything. Sure, you can stop at leave me alone but it’s not enough. Go further. There is a force in threes.
2). I love you. Three actions prove it: I’ve been there for you in rough times, I’ve been there for you when you disappear and return, I’m there for you now that you’re gone again. Being there through bad times isn’t enough to prove you love someone. It’s through the challenging times, confusing times, the times when you want to let go. But you don’t. And you should.
3). All you need are three rules to be successful with money. Save more, spend less, be thankful for what you have. It’s not rocket science people. The financial services industry makes it more complicated, sexy, confusing, on purpose. Now you may need a coach to help you save more, spend less, be thankful. Most of the time it’s a failure to accomplish one of the three simple rules that upsets the game plan. Recently, I met with a distressed lady who saved, had no debt (and a beautiful home), but was not thankful and wanted more. I spent hours taking her through an inventory of all the gifts she’s been bestowed, most of them based on her good habits.
Try writing out your throughts in three sentences. Let me know if it works.
In 2000, I received a call from a doctor I didn’t know. I was at work. 1pm.
“Mr. R? Your mother is here at our hospital. She’s been ill. She’s about to die.”
“I can speak with her. What do I say? I’m not sure.”
“Tell her you love her. Forgive her for the bad things. Help her to move on.”
He handed me the phone receiver.
“Richard? Are you there? I’m sorry.”
“I love you mom. I forgive you for everything. Grandpa is waiting for you.”
I heard three breaths. Then nothing. Then a dial tone.
Threes. What an impact.