Achim Belkenheid
Outline of my life
I would like to use this page, to introduceyou to a part of my life with a few stations. Because just like you are probably (still) experiencing, I was trapped in my illusion for most of my life! Here you can find out what my illusion looked like, what mistakes I made and how my life has changed.
Prologue
Firstly, I would like to say a big thank you , to people who have significantly influenced my life.
First and foremost, I would like to thank my parents, We really demanded everything from each other. They were always there when the going got tough.
My ex-wife comes next. She was faithful to me during the darkest time of my life. I will never forget that.
Stephan Möritz comes next – I have him to thank for awakening my gift.
And finally , my thanks go to my youngest daughter, who I love more than anything in this world. Without them, I would no longer exist today.
I would also like to take this opportunity to apologize to a few people who I have consciously or unconsciously stepped on.
I start with my two big children, who don’t want anything more to do with me. I must not have done too much right with you. I hope you will forgive me.
Then I apologise to all former employees, who placed their trust in my hands.
And to all those who are not listed here, but for whom an apology would be appropriate.
My childhood
Childhood - the origin of our deepest traumas
I was born north of Karlsruhe. As creative as my parents were, they named me after a small sleepy community in the no man’s land of Lower Saxony: Achim – that’s how I caught my first trauma ;-). I was allowed to move 5 times before I turned 18. This honed my cognitive skills at an early age. I moved from Baden-Württemberg to North Rhine-Westphalia, from there to Lower Saxony and then back to Baden-Württemberg. To date, I have moved 12 more times. Each time, I have built up a new circle of friends with full vigour, but the fact is that I have lost my roots with the moves. What I found in return was courage, independence and flexibility. My parents worked day and night and had only one goal: to get out of scarcity and into abundance. They gave it their all. Unfortunately, there was no more time for me. What do you do with so much free space? – Nonsense, of course! I’ve sometimes done things out of sheer boredom that I’m still ashamed of today.
The madness of my school career
After primary school, my parents sent me to a comprehensive school in Germany. A comprehensive school is an amalgamation of a Hauptschule, Realschule and Gymnasium with all-day supervision. For me, it was a total nightmare. “It’ll work out” was the theory of the SPD government. In practice, however, things looked completely different for me. Nothing worked out for me and I would have much preferred to go to a grammar school.
I only learnt one thing at comprehensive school: how not to learn. After two years, my parents took pity on me and sent me to a grammar school. Not a great idea at the time, because I was supposed to make up an additional 2 years in the first year at grammar school, which I had missed completely. Of course, that didn’t work out.
When I moved to southern Germany, I finished secondary school and was happy to finally be out of school.
My story
The first years of work
My enthusiasm for motorcycles was awakened when I was 14 and there was really nothing more important to me than riding a moped and motorcycles. After my time in the army, I started an apprenticeship as a salesman at the largest Ford dealer in the world at the time. That was, of course, really amazing. It also had its own motorcycle department, which was Germany’s largest Honda motorcycle dealer at the time. As an enthusiastic motorcyclist, I was quickly put into the sales area. It was a dream come true for me – I had turned my hobby into a profession.
After my apprenticeship, I stayed there and was responsible for the entire accessories department. However, the department was pretty run down, so I turned the range completely inside out and only listed products that I would use myself. I was able to increase turnover by 50% in the first year. I also managed to attract not only Honda customers, but also my rocker boys and my other cliques. Word got around in the scene and the salesroom with the large coffee machine quickly became a meeting place for petrolhead conversations and the best humor. After 2 years, however, it was over for me again. I was earning too much money for them and was going beyond all limits! I had negotiated my salary based on commission, i.e. a small fixed salary plus my commission. That basically meant a manageable risk for the company. What they didn’t have on the list was my innate sales talent. Back then, in the early 90s, I was earning over DM 10,000 a month in the prime-time months from April to September. That was CEO level! I went beyond any limits in this conservative giant company. From then on, they made life difficult for me by repeatedly throwing clubs between my legs and I lost interest.
At that time, I had wealthy customers my age who drove up in their Porsche and bought a new motorcycle and complete outfit every year. Respect, but I couldn’t afford that. So one day I asked the boss of the “rich” about his profession – he worked in real estate. When I asked if you had to have studied for it, he replied in the negative. I then asked if he had a job vacancy. He looked at me and promised to get back to me. I hypnotized the phone for 4 weeks. Then he finally called and invited me to come over. That’s how I slipped into a direct sales job in real estate – with broad shoulders, a T-shirt, jeans and cowboy boots, but that was soon to change.
The somewhat bumpy start to your career
The early days in direct sales were very, very hard for me, because I had no customers, no doors opened, no customers came in. But now I was wearing a smart suit. One day I was sitting in the office, frustrated, when my boss came in and wanted to know what was going on. I grumbled at him that I had no contacts. He left the room briefly, came back with the Stuttgart phone book and said. “There are 500,000 here, start making calls!” Cold calling, damn it! What is that? You call a stranger, tell them on the phone that they have a tax problem and you’re the only one who can solve it for them. What can I say? It only worked when my bank account was empty and my savings were exhausted. I worked best under pressure. I learned quickly, moved elsewhere and eventually I persuaded my father to start his own business as a property developer. In the real estate industry, you do best when you have this part of the added value. In 1994, we founded a property development company in Berlin. What we hadn’t thought through was that he was an alpha animal, but I was one too. There were constant clashes between us until we parted company two years later. After that, I was fed up with East Germany and looked for new inspiration – I found it on Mallorca. A friend persuaded me to buy a bakery there. I’d never been to the island before, had no idea how to bake bread and there was no money to buy one. But I found the sales idea exciting, which is why we went to see Heiner Tamsen in Bremen, a buddy of my buddy. At the time, he was the biggest luxury car dealer in Europe. He lent us 250,000 DM and we bought the bakery on Mallorca. Back on the island, I realized what a fatal mistake I had made. The Mallorca odyssey ended 9 months later and I was back in Stuttgart without a mark and 250,000 DM in debt. I saw only one chance to get out of this dilemma: I had to get back into sales! The alternatives were jumping off the bridge or raising my fingers. But the word “give up” doesn’t exist in my vocabulary!
So I started working in a sales department in Stuttgart again, selling investments. Nothing worked for the first six months, I didn’t manage to close any deals. But I instinctively knew that this was the right thing for me. So I went to Plauen to study and looked over the shoulder of the office manager to see how he did it, because unlike me, he was successful. I was a silent spectator during one of his sales talks. Afterwards, I looked at him and just said: “Really, that’s it?” The penny had dropped. With my new knowledge, I made the next month the month with the highest turnover ever in the entire sales organization. I founded my empire with the commission I earned.
The ascent
An invisible force drew me to Leipzig in April 1999. I opened an office with almost 400 square meters. I had only visited Leipzig once before and I didn’t know anyone in the city. All the other office managers thought I was crazy. So there I was, alone in this huge office with no one but my big mouth.
The start was bumpy. The first 50 interviews didn’t work out. Shortly before giving up, I changed my job interview to a sales interview. By Christmas, I had signed over 100 sales people and opened the first branch in Dresden! I was working around 360 hours a month and was completely overwhelmed with everything. Nobody showed me how to turn someone who had never sold anything before into an independent and successful salesperson, how to manage them etc.. It was all learning by doing! Along the way, I also set up the back office, designed a training and education system and built a call center from scratch that generated leads for sales.
During this time, I subsisted on cigarettes, pizza and alcohol. One day, disoriented, I woke up at 4:00 a.m. next to my washing machine in the bathroom. On the way to bed, I passed out. My body’s warning shot came on, but that’s another story…
Another year later, I had several branches in Germany. What can I say? – It worked. After a short time, I was generating more turnover for the holding company with my structure than all the other structures of the holding company put together. I was able to pay off my debt to Heiner Tamsen in the second year. I put DM 125,000 on the table plus interest. He thanked me politely and asked where the other DM 125,000 was. I said I wasn’t responsible for that, my buddy was paying it! He explained to me the word joint and several (what a sh… word in the contract) and that nothing was to be expected from my best friend Michi anyway; he was right. Shocked, I went back to Leipzig. A few months later, I put the other part on his desk and ordered a Ferrari.
The big bang - Part 1
I won a gold watch in an Insentiv competition. I had the most successful structure in the organization for 9 months in a row. This watch was ceremoniously presented to me at an event. After this event, I was asked to come to an office in the hotel. The two bosses and their in-house lawyer were sitting there. They handed me a letter which I was asked to sign. It said: “The watch is on loan from the company and must be returned when you leave.” I was shocked. I had won this watch, it was mine. Now I had two options: I could take physical action against the boss, throw the watch at the lawyer’s head and tell them to go fuck themselves, or I could sign and quietly resign. I opted for the clever one, the last option. Later outside, I took my secretary Schröti and my buddy Achim aside and told them about the incident. We decided to go our own way from then on.
The summit and the crash
The three of us started in Berlin, built up a structure there and sold real estate. It worked, but we were miserable there. Achim once asked me why we didn’t set up our own investment company and sell investments again. I told him off, saying that we were sales people and nothing else. Well, the flea was in my ear and it was working in my subconscious. A short time later, I made the decision that we would do it after all. Back in Leipzig, I rented a large villa and the three of us worked day and night and restructured ourselves. Achim worked on the sales concept, while I founded a stock corporation, designed the sales brochure, wrote the general terms and conditions and did many other things that go with it. Schröti worked with us. Only 4 months after the idea was born, we had finished everything – and I was broke. There was still a bit of room on the credit card. We were subsisting on bread rolls and cheese from the Aral petrol station, which was just about enough, but the next rent payment was no longer possible. So we had the best conditions to get off to a fresh start.
3 days later, in April 2001, we had closed our first deal and by the end of the year we had built up a new structure with over 100 of our own sales staff. A year later, we had over 10 locations in Germany. At the same time, I set up the largest outbound call center in Germany, which supplied my sales team with leads. Here is a key figure to give you an idea of the scale of what we achieved: The call center generated 10,000 leads every month, from which we made 8,000 appointments. The king of sales is the one who has appointments and my team had 2,000 customer appointments every week. I was earning up to 400,000 euros a month. I felt like Superman and thought I was the hottest guy west of the Urals. From double 0 to 007 within a year!
More or less overnight, I lost everything again in 2006: my 6 companies, my reputation, my dignity and my pride. Read more about it in my book.
The deep valley of suffering
I married my girlfriend in 2005 and we moved to Stuttgart in 2007. My daughter was born shortly afterwards. After the bitter defeat in 2006, I regained my energy and set up a new sales department. It went fantastically well – until I suddenly stopped receiving commission from the real estate agent. I was stunned.
The second time I lost my sales job for inexplicable reasons, it bordered on sabotage! I got burn-out and became seriously ill.
I felt sorry for myself and we moved from the house to an apartment. What was bound to happen happened: my wife split up. Nothing damages a relationship more than failure. It caught me off guard and I didn’t know what to do next. So I packed my 7 things and moved to Mallorca. Then I brought my little daughter to live with me and we had a really great summer there. A year later I was clear in my head again, knew what I wanted and came back to Germany.
My next project was waiting: a trading robot. I got to know a programmer who had programmed a trading robot. It trades currencies automatically and works like this: Currencies are automatically bought and sold on the market via a broker, regardless of the direction in which the price moves. The result after 7 years was incredible: 100% profit every year! I signed a cooperation agreement with the programmer. He takes care of the technology, I take care of the rest. So I developed a new sales system, invested heavily in software and a billing system. The idea and the sales model were new in Germany and were very popular. It went like hotcakes. After 2 years, just before we had our international breakthrough, the big bang came.
The Swiss detached their franc from the euro, plunging the global hedging market into the abyss. Nobody in the world had expected this. The euro sank into the abyss and all my client accounts went bust. And once again, so did I. You can’t tell anyone that either…
Back in the real estate industry, I bought apartments, renovated them and sold them again. It was one of the best deals I’ve ever done. But I was heading for a dead end – again!
In 2017, I met a woman from Dresden, shortly after the last final separation from my wife. She is a graphic designer and I thought it would be a good idea to work together with my partner. I developed a concept, wanted to make it big and with my ego I thought I could do anything. In short: it was a stupid idea. A know-it-all is far from being a do-gooder. Another lesson learned. After a relatively short time, we broke up again and she unknowingly pushed me into hell.
The hell
At the end of this relationship, I couldn’t wait for the finale. This relationship was coming to an end. On the one hand, I would be happy when it was finally over, but on the other hand, I held on to it with all my might. It was total ambivalence. When it was finally over, I fell into a ditch a kilometer deep. There was so much psychological pain; I didn’t know what was happening to me. I cried for 1.5 years, woke up in tears in the morning and fell asleep in tears at night. This woman was omnipresent, 24/7. I would have killed for her (literally, of course). My sister said she was suddenly taking up more space than before, there must be something else behind it. I had such a chip on my shoulder and should see a psychiatrist and stop getting on her nerves. OK, I called the emergency medical service and spoke to the first psychiatrist. He said he didn’t want to treat me because he was retiring soon. I realized I was lying, drove home and went to the next one. He even told me to my face that he didn’t want to work with me. I thanked him politely and drove home again.
What should I do? I was feeling so bad, something was eating me up from the inside. I spent the whole day trying not to call this woman. I felt like a drug addict. There was no one left to help me. In this situation, I remembered a saying from my father: “The helping hand is always on your own arm!” So, I opened my laptop and asked Dr. Google. I didn’t know what to look for. I felt so bad, something was always going on in my head. I heard strange voices and was constantly crying.
In the Harry Potter films, there is a prison called Azkaban and its little helpers are dementors. They suck the life energy out of you and that’s exactly what happened to me. I was sitting at the dinner table, in a good mood, and suddenly there was a“pop” and all my life energy was sucked out of my heart chakra. I kept seeing her picture in front of me and the magnet inside me grew stronger and stronger. This happened over and over again, every day. She was unconsciously sucking my life energy. After a while, my heart chakra hurt so much that I wanted to cut it out with a kitchen knife. Thank God a spiritual healer helped me, who was referred to me by a friend. She can log into your system and see everything: how your soul is doing, what attachments you have, what your energy level is, etc. Very spooky and unbelievable. I always called her just before suicide. 5 minutes later I was back in my living room, full of energy and drive. Unfortunately, it only lasted until the next day. Then they were there again, the tears, the dementors and the pain. It went on like this for almost 2 years! I hadn’t been able to work for a long time, but I didn’t go under. A miracle from today’s perspective. After a while, I realized that my spiritual healer could no longer help me. So I looked for other solutions and consulted pretty much everyone I could find in the country. As my intuition was completely clouded, I naturally paid a lot of tuition fees.
The way out of the valley of tears
My psychological dilemma was compounded by physical problems. My lower back hurt immensely and during the pandemic I also developed exercise-induced asthma! Conventional medicine resigned itself to both. But I didn’t give up. I wanted to get rid of all my worries, problems and aches and pains with all my might. I read lots of books, attended countless seminars and visited many healers. I can’t tell you everything I did and experienced. It was a lot. After about 2 years of going through hell, I managed to get rid of the attachments. Nothing worked out professionally anyway, no matter what I did. I couldn’t get excited about anything. It was like a curse that weighed on me. I remembered a phrase or saying that I had picked up:
When you are born, your path in life is predetermined. I instinctively suspected that I had strayed from this path because nothing, absolutely nothing, was working out in my life. I came across a website from someone who tells you your life’s purpose. I looked at the guy’s website and thought to myself that there was no way I was going to call him. Afterwards he told me I should become a spiritual healer or some such nonsense.
The journey then continued for another 2 years through countless seminars and conversations until I attended a seminar in the late summer of 2023. There, 2 people independently told me what they thought of me. Bang, that hit home. I knew from that moment on that I was completely wrong in my thoughts, actions and self-assessment. There was only one solution. I had to call the guy and ask him to tell me my mission in life.
No sooner said than done. I called Stephan Möritz. It works like this: there are 3 conversations and he asks your soul each time. In the first conversation, he asks your soul if it is willing to give you information. In the second conversation, he tells you your life’s mission and in the third conversation, he tells you how to achieve it. In the last conversation, you can ask your soul 3 questions.
MY LIFE’S TASK IS: Deportation!
If a parent or work colleague exhausts or harasses you, then I push them away energetically.
If you have been or are being beaten up by a third party or exposed to hatred where you are not the cause and have nothing to do with it, then you are helplessly at their mercy. You are therefore systemically trapped and cannot escape it or the other person is always running after you. This is solved systemically by my soul.
The 3 questions to my soul were:
- Can I swap my life’s mission for another one (I couldn’t get on with mine at all)?
- I have experienced so much negativity, lost my companies and such great women, why did this happen?
- What do I have to do to get rid of my chronic illnesses?
The answer of my soul was:
- Question 1: My soul is me, I am my soul. So no.
- Question 2: Yes, my soul wanted to have these experiences so that I can now pursue my life’s mission in stage 2 and
- I didn’t even listen to question 3.
I was stunned by what I heard. I had to endure all this pain just because my soul wants to feast on it? I told Stephan to please give my soul my regards, she can kiss my ass for all time and please find another sucker to hold hostage in the next incarnation. I’m out of here! Stephan was audibly speechless on the phone. No one had ever said that before. The next day I was ill, my soul had put me on standby.
2024
It’s 2024, I’ve found myself. After this miserably long and rocky road, I have finally managed to find myself. Am I a different person now? Yes and no. My character hasn’t changed, but the following has:
I have resolved many traumas, I now vibrate higher and therefore have a clearer view of things. The fog is gone, most illusions have been dissolved and I have become more sensitive. In other words, I have very good antennae. I am no longer focused on higher, faster, further. I was able to change my system from having-to-do to being-to-do. And that changed everything. It took a lot of work and effort to get there. Unfortunately, when you set out on your path, there is no silver bullet. Not only do many roads lead to Rome, but also to yourself. Everyone has to find their own way.
My favorite job used to be handing employees a check at the end of the month. That was always proof that my concept was working. Today, it’s the reviews I receive. I’ve been able to get to know my soul through countless reviews. It can not only push away bullies, but pretty much anything that weighs you down. It is very strong and powerful. I energetically coach companies that have problems and now the kicker: I also free children from bullying and hostility! Isn’t that madness? And I even do it free of charge for the children.
Since I decided to serve my soul, I am no longer in a battle of attrition. Everything almost runs itself. I am in the flow, there is peace within me. There is no more planning in my life. In the past, I would have immediately drawn up a plan on how to save the world with my soul. Today I know I can’t save everyone.
I’m at peace with myself and no longer look for confirmation on the outside. Am I happy? Let’s put it this way: I’ve never felt so free and independent in my life. My self-love is at an incredibly high level and is constantly increasing. Do I still have dreams and wishes? – Yes, very few! My development and journey continues.
Why am I telling you all this? It’s never too late to correct your own life. You don’t have to be up to your neck in shit like me. Listen to your impulses and react. It’s time to take the next step in life. If I can do it, then YOU can do it! Make an appointment with me today, don’t put it off. Remember:
The long bench is the devil’s favorite piece of furniture.
