Day (362) – Up My Spine
Ever since I was a teenager, I would put in my headphones and press play on a few songs that would give me this very human feeling running up my back…a shiver of goosebumps. The music is great, but that’s not what does it for me. It’s the sound of the crowd. The roar…the energy…the flow of emotion. I have always been a part of the crowd, but the dream is to be in front of the crowd. Keep dreaming big.
I have been invited to speak at the BIL conference on March 1, 2, 3 in Long Beach CA @ the Queen Mary. I can’t tell you how excited I am about this…primarily because it launches me right into what I really really want to do, which is travel the country, even the world, and go speak. I will continue writing for the rest of my life because it has taught me things that I will never forget. It has made me who I am today and has created unbreakable links that cannot be removed from me. Incredible.
That feeling of a shiver up my spine will never be forgotten. It keeps me grounded. And isn’t that important. In the midst of everything that is going on…I have this little Kerr jar full of sand from my favorite place in the world to fish, with a toothpick in it…with a little makeshift sign that says “Love. Passion. Never Quit.” It reminds me to enjoy every single moment for what it is, but to stay walking on the sand that created me in the first place. I think where things go wrong for people is when they try to walk above the ground everyone else is on. So stay on the floor. It’s where the magic happens.
Realism is the most commonly traveled path to mediocrity. It was unrealistic to walk into a room and flip a switch, and light to come on…fortunately, Edison and Tesla didn’t think so. It was unrealistic to bend a piece of metal and fly over an ocean…fortunately, the Wright brothers didn’t think so. It was unrealistic to replace the horse as the common means of transportation…fortunately, Ford didn’t think so.
If I had three pieces of advice to give anyone, its to find what you love, don’t be afraid to swim upstream, and develop a sickeningly hard work ethic.
The last piece, is a piece that people often forget. Yes, when I was in college, I heard a lot of people talking about “Well Steve Jobs dropped out of school, why can’t I?” I kept my answers to myself. It isn’t because you don’t know what you want to do, it is because you have close to 0 shot of actually working as hard as it takes to get to the point that the famous Outliers of our society have. I don’t say that to shoot down your dreams…but standing amidst the potheads, permanently drunk, beer pong bros and the list goes on and on…its unlikely to prove me wrong. I was inspired by listening to the stories of my heroes, what it took for them to get there, and how hard they worked. I made the choice to stay in and work, to write and write and write. Not because I didn’t think partying would be fun (I did indulge once in a while) but because I knew that putting in the work would pay off. Now I am looking at it.
We are the result of everything we have done in the past. Your body, your attitude, your soul. You are what you eat, you are what you think, you are what you believe. There is no other equation. Life will life you, but you have your life in your hands.
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