May 17, 2023 - customer satisfaction programs

 

Since my passive income is pathetic, but I've worked on the fact that I deserve money from such sources, I'm thinking of working a little on the fact that when I launch something I think more about money and less about customer satisfaction, which is not OK, it drives away the energy of money. I work on the following:

My products are created for the benefit of my customers no

I only think about money when I dance a product

I care about my customers no

My customers care about me no

I offer useful and quality products no

I offer useful and quality services no

My products are very useful no

Everything I offer is for the benefit of my customers no

I only care about money when I launch a product

The world is interested in my products no

My products are too evolved

The world is too little evolved to understand what I offer

My products are ahead of their time

My products are too advanced for the level of consciousness of people

There are few customers who would need my products

Most potential customers are too little evolved spiritually

My products are worth buying no

People are too little evolved for my products

Let's see what changes are occurring...

May 6, 2023 - I cry with anger when my child tells me out of the blue that I'm making pizza with too hard dough

 

Today we started making pizza. We haven't made it in a long time and we all really appreciate it at home. Since we moved to the country, we don't have easy access to restaurants in the city anymore, we ordered a few times but you have to order too much or the delivery guys won't come. Once we convinced the delivery guy to drive another 2 km to our place (his km limit was 2 km further towards the city) and although we were regular customers at the pizzeria for almost 20 years, in the neighborhood where we lived, the owner of the pizzeria called us to scold us for keeping her delivery guys busy. In addition, pizza is getting more and more expensive at restaurants and with worse and worse ingredients.

So we learned to make good pizza ourselves at home. We have an electric oven that runs for free on solar panels, we have a tray, we buy the best quality ingredients and we make everything we want.

The child has always liked the pizza we make, he even said several times that it is much better than at the pizzeria (I also took him to the pizzeria in town about 2-3 times). Yesterday it suddenly hit me that I make the dough too hard and that I should do something to make it softer. I kept quiet because it is not like that, but I took his comment very personally and started crying with anger.

After I cooled down, I realized that I was overreacting again and I thought why? What button did he press this time? What trauma? The answer: the fact that I was always told in childhood that I wasn't good enough, that I didn't do things as well as others even though I was always the winner, among the first in our elite class and so on...

I write down everything that comes to my mind as limiting programs:

The things I do are bad

The things I do are worse than others'

I am capable of doing good things No

The things I do are of poor quality

The things I do are weak

The things I do are useless

People appreciate the things I do NO

I need to improve the things and services I offer

Obviously, after testing, I found them all in my subconscious. It was normal, only I wrote them, not someone else and I extracted them from my twisted mind.

I worked on them in the Theta state, healed the wounded soul, recovered the soul fragments and all the stages of working with Theta, I retested them, they came out well...I don't know exactly what I replaced them with because I did them mentally, but in general you can figure it out yourself...another problem checked off the list...let's move on...

LE: and after I had a good laugh and a good sniffle...then I worked on my programs, guess what the child told me? That I don't make bad pizza. Only THIS TIME he asks me to make the dough softer because he's losing a tooth and he wants to be able to eat it too. Pam, pam!