Thanks to the field of network marketing, I have lived a charmed life. It didn’t start out this way, though; like most of my baby boomer peers, I blindly accepted and lived according to a significant lie until I was 36 years old: I believed that I had to choose between quantity of stuff or quality of life. In essence, I either had to give up precious time with those I loved, or I needed to accept a less demanding career with minimal rewards in exchange for enhanced personal freedom. I took a shot at both scenarios, and neither brought fulfillment.
When I succeeded financially in my early twenties, by working 60-hour weeks, I desperately longed for more time to enjoy my family. After changing careers and shifting my focus from the automobile industry to the ministry, I found myself with plenty of time but limited income. Had network marketing never surfaced, I’m sure, like most of my friends, I would have gone to my grave believing the lie. But for the past 25 years, I’ve been able to enjoy wealth and time-freedom—compliments of network marketing.
As luck would have it, a close friend and church member approached me in April of 1986 with a ground-floor network marketing opportunity at precisely the time that my banker was threatening to repossess my used car. With no college degree to fall back on and limited time to solve my debt crisis, I decided to give this industry a shot. It was a serious gamble; I had to borrow some capital just to pay bills, and ...