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NEVA LEE RECLA: On Allowing #Children to Reach for Their #Dreams, Dare To Dream with Debbi Dachinger

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The Magic of a Giving Heart #onyebuchiblog #bob_proctor A seemingly homeless boy around ten from Bangkok, Thailand ended up changing my perception of life and what it means to truly be a “rich” person… For 20 years, I had the privilege of deceiving my audiences, their senses, and perception of reality as a professional illusionist on cruise ships and TV. After two decades of building my ego and chasing the “How did he do the trick” moment, it just wasn’t fulfilling anymore. I had been busy chasing so many illusions not realizing I had turned into a spiritually poor, angry, resentful, and bitter version of myself in the process. Years ago, I was performing on a 5-star cruise ship, and one day we docked in the city of Bangkok, Thailand. As we wrapped up the show onboard that night, my dancers and technicians were going ashore to experience “One Night in Bangkok”… The show hadn’t gone as I would have liked, and on those days when it didn’t, I usually stayed behind to look over the recordings to find someone or something to blame… This time I didn’t for some unbeknownst reason and I reluctantly went with my team. After “half a night” in Bangkok, I decided it was time to get back to the ship and walked my way back instead of taking a cab. With my senses slightly impaired, my foot got caught under a piece of pavement sticking up as I was walking and my entire body fell to the ground…There I was, lying with my face planted in the road and dirty water from the street staining my clothes. That is when I met a truly rich person who in hindsight ended up changing my perception on the life I was living… “Sir, Sir are you OK? Are you OK? Need help?” Still lying down, I looked up, and this young boy, around 10 years old looked down on me, sincerely concerned and insisting on helping me up. After getting back on my feet, I started to analyze the situation, and I couldn’t help but think what such a young boy was doing out this late. I asked him where he lived, and he pointed to a makeshift “house” on the side of the street. It was nothing but 4-5 big plates held together and a roof that looked like it was going to collapse any second. Here I was, heading back to a 5- https://www.instagram.com/p/BraCUczB1_2/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n1y5vhsj393q

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