Yesterday's memories of the Unseminar rise in my mind like the sun above the low Texas hills.
Smiling when the flame of possibility sparked in someone's eye during Bill Hibbler's mastermind session.
Squirming through Craig Perrine's inner game presentation as I realised all the reasons why I can't and why I haven't are simply BS.
Nodding in agreement with Amy Grant when she revealed her success method. But then thinking 'Okay, so you know this stuff but what are you doing with it."
Getting my head around Pat O'Bryan's unframing technique.
Laughing at Alan Abel's amazing stories of hoaxes and humbugs. But being close to tears as it struck me that here was a man in his 80s who'd lived every day of his life following his bliss. And I simply hadn't.
Discovering from Joe Vitale that I was the first member of the public to view his latest movie Humbug about the hoax Joe'd pulled with Alan Abel to promote The Attractor Factor.
Within five minutes of arriving at Vintage Villas - the location for Pat O'Bryan's Unseminar 3 - the weirdness began.
Here's what happened.
24 hours earlier as I packed my bags to fly half-way across the world, I grabbed a copy of The Robert Collier Letter Book to read on the plane. It's a book on writing sales letters written back in 1937 by undoubtedly the best copywriter of all time.
On the plane, after a wonderful meal of smoked salmon salad followed by fillet mignon - business class is amazing! - I took out The Robert Collier Letter Book and flicked through the pages.
One of the sales letters Collier wrote was for the Harvard Classics - a five foot bookshelf of classical works of literature. Sitting in the plane, I recalled when I first read this book I'd thought it would be cool to get my hands on the original Harvard Classics.
Soon I put the book back in my bag and watched the snow covered fields of Maine and New England.
After a three hour delay at Dulles, and a three and a half hour flight to Austin, I arrived after midnight at Vintage Villas. I found the key to my room in a treasure box in the lobby.
In my room, I dumped my bags and checked out the facilities. When I opened the armoire I found the TV. And stuck at the side of the TV I noticed three old books.
I wriggled them out and looked at their spines. I was stunned. Standing in a hotel room in Austin, Texas. I was holding in my hands three books from the Harvard Classics collection. The very books I'd read about in The Robert Collier Letter Book. The very books I thought would be cool to 'get my hands on'.
And I had.
Well it's time for the Unseminar to begin. I'll let you know if any more weirdness occurs.