A mentor is someone - perhaps a family member, friend or business associate - who is more experienced in business who is willing to give you some of their time, advice and support. Mentors never do this for money. They enter into relationship because they want to help you. They see some potential in you and maybe a little of themselves in you. They want to help and you must be ready.

Besides advice and coaching, they can help you by opening doors - allowing you to use their name, or by introducing you to key contacts. They may include you on one of their projects, refer overflow business to you, or drop your name in conversations.

How to find a mentor Just because you need a mentor does not mean you will find one. You must adopt a marketing approach to finding a mentor. Get out to business functions, get known in your community, associations, clubs, and industry. Watch news for potential mentors - send them notes -thank you’s and congratulations. Call them to meet for breakfast or coffee.

Are you still squirming with excitement to get up in morning? Do you have zest in your relationships, career and spiritual life you dreamed of having when you were a kid? If your answer is "Not yet," why haven’t you been able to create abundance you want?

WE ARE EACH BEINGS OF LIGHT

Within that light are all colors of rainbow—all aspects of God and humanity—all power of our natural spiritual abilities. Why do some of us open to full spectrum of our magnificence and power?

BLACK AND WHITE

Why do most of us continue to see only black and white? My Dad was colorblind his whole life. He was a "good" man—faithful husband, dutiful father, respectful son, hard worker, trusted employee, solid citizen, on school board, town council, church elders—heck, he was even Mayor of city—but he only saw world as various shades of gray. He often asked me as a child what color different flowers were. I’d describe to him planet I perceived as best I could. As a child, I often wondered why he chose not to see all colors of rainbow of life.

TOO MANY CHOICES?

Funny, I always saw his colorblindness as a choice, a decision. I could feel my father’s fear of being bombarded with too many colors to look at—too many attractive choices, too many exciting paths to follow in life. I could feel his relief, his comfortableness, in not seeing too many attractive possibilities—and in doing so, not having to choose between too many intense passions and divergent options.

I cry for my father and all other men, and women, who choose to limit their exposure to disappointment and frustration in life by limiting their vision—who decide to be safe, rather than sorry, within their gray skies and gray walls.

I CRY OUT OF LOVE—AND UNDERSTANDING

I know why they look away from alluring bright lights, captivation of dazzling dawn, and frighteningly brilliant hues of a fiery sunset. They are scared of bring snared, captured, by wonders of world if they acknowledge infinite magic of each moment, aliveness of unchecked spontaneity, wild electricity of every life encounter. They feel risk where others see adventure. They feel threat where others see opportunity. They feel danger where others see liberation.

ADVENTURE OR RISK?