I love Killer and Jaguar more than I love myself. I love them more than I love my material possessions.
I have a successful physician neighbor who recently said, "I wish I had your life." In the context that I don't have a real job and am daily engaged in some sort of physical activity or hobby. He wants all of the fun and what seems to be no responsibility. Funny thing is, I'd like to be a successful doctor with credentials from Stanford.
But I do have them and they weigh heavily on my heart and mind. So in doing some preparation for something else I have going on I felt a strong, peaceful feeling in my heart to help Jaguar and Killer. Monetarily.
The consumer, selfish side of me was super torn but the sincere, spiritual side of me was firm and resolute. I could reduce my physical possessions and in turn help them in a way they cant currently help themselves.
So in two days I was able to sell my motorcycle. It was all I had to sacrifice.
Now I'm able to help Jaguar with her upcoming marriage in January and Killer's mission as well.
I'm not a saint. This is/was not easy for me. But it really felt like the right thing to do and came together soo quickly and for the right reasons. I hope through my sacrifice I'm able to better two other people's lives.
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