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But Maxwell has finally settled on the final draft of his life’s sentence: “I want to add value to leaders who will multiply value to others.” I always have goals because my life is data driven; if I am working on a project, I need to be able to measure the progress. I have never had a life’s sentence; this is an overarching vision that defines your life.
According to Mark Cuban, owner of the Dallas Mavericks, “It's not about money or connections, it's the willingness to outwork and outlearn everyone." Yes, you have to swallow the red pill to allow the righteous indignation uncover the injustice.
You have a vision of a better life. That vision paints a remarkable life populated with financial independence, exotic vacations, and Caribbean homes.
What if you lived life on your terms? What does that life look like? Unfortunately, there is no one correct response because the metrics are different for everyone.
How many hours do you think you need to put in before you are considered an expert? Author, Malcolm Gladwell, popularized the answer by stating that it would take 10,000 hours to become an expert. Specifically, Gladwell says, "Ten thousand hours is the magic number of greatness." But do you need to put in 10,000 hours into your craft, before you can label yourself great
If you could increase your output to 10x, what would your life and the value you add to others look like?
What are your rules for success? These are the guidelines that will help you get from where you are to where you want to be; without them your success is in jeopardy.
Les Brown, an international motivational speaker, has ten rules that will help you live your life on purpose. While I think those rules are necessary I want to focus on the most important item:
Rule #1. You Must Believe in Yourself.
Do you feel that your conversations with others are pedestrian? Or perhaps the conversation originates with some exciting possibilities but then it quickly devolves into, “The weather has been crazy these last few days.”
Lately, I have been finding it difficult to maintain conversations of value with others. Yes, I am fully aware that not every conversation will develop into an intellectual orgasm, but my most recent conversations have left me feeling rather impotent.
I was having lunch with a good friend, let’s call him John.
John explained that he is practicing gratitude over expectation. John expressed ever since he turned that practice into a habit; John has been happier, laser focused and deliberate about his actions.
After lunch I began to think, have I been grateful? The better question is, "Have you been practicing gratitude?"
I dare you to try being happy without any external stimuli. How? Simple, invest in yourself. For me it’s never being at the service of someone else’s agenda. And I have developed a plan to become that person.
So because I did not believe I had the potential, I took little action, and I gave birth to pathetic results. This shit became a self-fulling prophecy, and my life became nothing more than a psychedelic journey rooted in lottery dreams.
Stop trying to be successful. It’s a selfish act that leaves you a slave to the circumstance.
Instead, deliver value. Solve interesting problems. Lead well. But most importantly endeavor to become so valuable that you are never at the mercy of someone else's decisions.
You are wrong to allow the narrative to discourage you. Why, because I was you. What makes us different today? I took an active role in reprogramming my mind, so I no longer gave in to the negative words and disempowering conversations.
You are struggling to get the work done. The work that moves you one step closer to your goal of writing that book, or building that mobile application, or starting that company. It’s not that you are uninspired by the work, it’s quite the opposite; the work is your purpose.
Do you seek to understand profoundly, to push back the darkness of conformity, to trudge through the anticlimax only to be in awe of your ontological relationships; the connections between you, your mental events and the world as it is; not as you want it to be?
That is the question that short circuits your nervous system. It leaves you bewildered and frantically searching for a coherent response. Sadly, your anxiety launches a coup d'é·tat, and you proclaim with a fabricated confidence...
I am scared of failing in front of you. The anxiety is crippling and imprisons me to operate, exclusively, within my comfort zone. Not only is my internal dialogue stuck on, “I am just not good enough.” but there is a chorus of, “Who do you think you are?” that I hear from you.
What if this was the last week of your life? What if today you knew, without equivocation, that you will die. What would you do? Would you complain about your job? Or binge watch something on Netflix? Or lay in bed depressed because dying sucks?