About Jamaal Ali

Like most kids growing up I always wanted to be rich, drive fast beautiful cars, have the pretty girl, be a star, you know, to be great at
something, every 10 year old boys dream, right?

I had a great time growing up, the best mom in the world, great family and friends. Though we didn’t have much materially, I was happy,
very wealthy in character, morals, values and principles. In those days we showed respect to everyone especially the elders.

My school days  were typical for the times and fairly normal. I was a good student and  athlete. My legendary fourth grade English teacher
told me one day i would be a great writer. I was always a lock to make whatever team i was trying out for. I played baseball, basketball and

football and even though I never ran track, I was often the fastest kid around and went on to play college basketball and football, then eventually
had two professional football tryouts.

After being cut both times it was time to give up the dream and get a “real job”. The problem was that I didn’t want a real job. I always seen
myself as a successful business man with the crisp pressed shirt, tie, shiny shoes, tailored suit with briefcase in tow heading to the office to
conduct power business.

I fell in love with Sales because it gave me a sense of freedom and in a lot of cases unlimited income. I sold everything from water purifiers to
pre- need funeral plots, went door to door with vacuum cleaners, jewelry, pots and pans, hawking insurance etc.

I had some success, everyone said I was  a natural salesman, I had the gift of gab and  so on. I won my share of salesman of the month awards,
plaques and certificates the free dinners and all that crap. I was miserable, I didn’t know what the hell I wanted but I did know  life was not
fulfilling.

I lost focus and didn’t have any direction and just floated along.  This lack of direction and focus cost me dearly as I would slip into the deep
dark world of drug and alcohol addiction. For 15 years I self destructed and very very fortunate and grateful to have my life. Through much soul
searching, crying and praying I was able to cold turkey and I’ve been clean as a whistle for 17 years now, thank G’d.

When you do that much damage to yourself it takes a long time to get back to even board, so it was back to working any job I could get and
true to form I still had the gift of gab and talked my way into to some pretty good situations. But hey, no matter how good it was it was still
just over broke.

I was looking for a way out when I came across an ad talking about making $10,000 per month selling nutritional products. It was my first
venture into MLM, I made a little money, and I mean a little. Like most I was out in a couple of months. Little did I know I was hooked.

For the next ten years I was in no less than 8 companies. As is typical of the industry,  I was in the 95% that spends more money than
they make while working some job you hate just to make ends meet and spending all you can on funding your business so you can get out of
the rat race. It’s a vicious, vicious cycle.

I would swear off  Network Marketing every six months only to get started again when the opportunity looked right, and when you want out
they all look right.  Then I got to the point where I said, this is it, never again, I’ll make it in some other business cause I’m not be cut out for
this networking thing, other people are making money but not me.

Then one day while working at an exclusive country club where a Network Marketing legend was throwing a 18th birthday party for his son, I
found out midway through the party the tab was a $100 grand, I was like, what in the hell is this guy doing?  Network Marketing, you got to
be kidding me,  we gotta talk.

I did get the opportunity to meet this gentleman, shake hands and congratulate him and his son. He had his Rolls Royce, two Mercedes, a
Lamborghini, a SUV and a serious customized Mustang parked out front, live band, great food, family, friends and lots of love. Now, the bug bit me again, I was in
deep. This reminded me when I was 10, the dream was still alive.

I did not have a dime to even think about getting started in his business at the time, but a funny thing happened. About six months later, at
the request of a friend, I went to a business overview meeting at a hotel, and,  got to tell you, I wasn’t really excited about going. After the
meeting started we were introduced to the quest speaker for the night who had just made it in from Miami, I almost fell out the chair when I
seen it was the same networking legend who spent the $100 grand on his son’s birthday party six months earlier. I should have guessed it when I seen the
Rolls out front.

I was fortunate enough to be invited to a special training he was holding the next week, now he’s my mentor, and the rest they say “is
history”.

I am so glad I kept my options open.  I am now achieving on a high level I knew I was always capable of and destined for. I am living
the life of my dreams and it’s getting better and better day by day.

I no longer worry about how I’m gonna pay the bills. No more rush hour traffic, no stress, no boss, no more guilt for not excelling, no more
predetermined weekly income based on what someone else felt I was worth, finally, no more trading time for almost no money. Finally, I’m in
control of my life, just like i dreamed when I was 10.

Trust me when I say,  if I can do it so can you, just don’t give up and eventually you will meet with the people, places, circumstances,
conditions, events, relationships and transactions necessary for your success. Be yourself, never give up and understand, when you know EXACTLY what you want, when you focus and persevere, the universe yields to your efforts.

I’m just trying to figure out what color the Bentley’s gonna be….

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