We’re here in Salt Lake City at the 2016 Grand Convention with over 23,000 members! Seeing the Vivint Arena and Salt Palace filled with enthusiastic members and employees having a fabulous time is amazing! We hope you’re here with us.
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In 2014 Gary gave his “Live Your Dream” presentation to 9,000 Young Living members. Remember when we thought that was an astounding number? In 2015 we had two sessions with over 8,000 in each session. Today, the 23,000 members in attendance have filled the Vivint Arena and flowed over into the Salt Palace! What a thrill!
Gary told Mary he would one day have a distillery in Oman. Here he is in Salalah, Oman, at the Young Living distillery where, indeed, frankincense and myrrh are distilled. The oil is then shipped to the Young Living warehouse in Utah.
I dreamed about exploring the jungle and finding new plants, and I made eight expeditions into the jungle in Ecuador, three into Peru, one into Somalia, two into Yemen, two to Socotra Island, many into Saudi Arabia, and many into other places in the world.
I dreamed about going to Arabia to study frankincense, and I went there in 1985. When I was there and saw the frankincense, I had another dream that I shared with my sweetheart. I said, “Honey, one day I’m going to come back and build a distillery and have a farm here.” Did we do it? Yes, we did.
In 2010 I built a distillery in Salalah, Oman; and later we built the farm there where we grow our frankincense trees. How many Diamonds were there and planted frankincense trees last year? Yes. It was fantastic. Thank you.
I dreamed about being a doctor and helping people, and now I help people all over the world.
I dreamed about having a ranch again, and now I have so many that I have a hard time taking care of them.
I dreamed about building a distillery and being the best distiller in the world, and now we have 12 distilleries around the world.
I dreamed about having a farm in France, and we have a farm in France.
So sometimes you have to define your dreams. You need to specify how much work you really want because once you dream it, once you put it out there, once you see it, once you conceive it and can believe it—it’s time to do it. Then there’s one more step that it takes to make it happen.
In 1996 Gary and his partner, Jean Noël Landel, began growing lavender on their first permanent Young Living farm in Simiane-la-Rotonde, France.
From his wheelchair, Gary dreamed about being able to ride his horse again. That dream would come true in multiple ways—stallions, pack horses, jousting horses, Friesian show horses, sturdy Percherons to drag logs at Winter Harvest—so many horses!
I dreamed of riding my horse again. I dreamed about going back to school and getting an education to be able to read and write better and have a new career, so I could feed my family.
That was motivated the day my wife brought groceries home from the store. I asked her where she got the money for the groceries because we had no unemployment and no worker’s comp because I was self-employed when I had the accident. The ranch was sold, the stock was sold, all the equipment was sold, and two years later there was no money. She said, “We’re on welfare.”
I said, “No, I will not accept it. As long as I can breathe, I will not accept being a charity case and taking welfare.”
She said, “We’ve got to feed the children.”
And I said, “There’s got to be another way.” I was so angry that I told her to take back the groceries.
You see, sometimes, sometimes you have to sink into the pits of the worst despair there is before you really start to ignite the spark to fight for life. That’s what it took for me.
After his accident Gary dreamed about walking again. Other dreams would follow: building farms and distilleries around the world, writing books (Gary is signing The One Gift), and teaching the God-given benefits of essential oils to millions.
Then I started to thank God for the gifts of dreaming and choosing my own thoughts. It took a long time for me to thank God for the accident that put me in the wheelchair in a paralyzed body riddled with pain, but now I do. I then started to thank God for the gift, and my dreams became real.
Then another phenomenal thing happened. For over two years, I dreamed every day about walking. My children would come home from school, and their mother would say, “Becky, Troy, go out to the mailbox and get the mail.”
And I would say to them, “Come on, kids, I’ll race you out to the mailbox.”
“Dad, you can’t race us; you can’t even walk.”
I said, “Well, just help me get my wheelchair down the ramp.”
I had only one hand that worked at that time, but I dreamed of doing it.