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lead with your mind


Change is not easy.

But you’ve lived long enough to figure that out.

Change is hard.

It’s terribly easy to imagine a bright future, just as it is regret and contemplate the wasted past. The could have been, should have been, might have been. 

Change is unappreciated.

Accepting change is the key to everything. Because everything that surrounds us, is in a state of constant motion and every action, no matter how big or small, has an equal and opposite reaction. It’s Newton’s third law. Every choice a consequence. Every push has a pull. 

And when we cannot change we feel stuck.

Stuck in our lives. 

Stuck in the quicksand of our own making.

We cannot lose weight. We can’t find time to exercise. We cannon summon the courage to leave our abusive husbands and we don’t have time to slow down.

It’s because we don’t lead with our minds.

We are lead by the herd.

We only respond to the herd. 

We trade our autonomy for promises of comfort and than we wait for signs.

Signs that its time.

Signs that we’re ready.

Sings that we won’t make a mistake.

So when the heard begins to change, we begin to change. 

When they move, we move.

When they make resolutions, we make resolutions. 

When word reachers us that our friend or a colleague has garnered some success, we dust ourselves off and resume our tired old journey towards our dreams. 

That life we forgot. 

The life we abandoned. 

The life we put on hold, for someday and inconveniently forgot.

Our problem is that we don’t lead with our mind.

I was there.

Not so very long ago too.

I’m still there at times, when I forget. 

Sometimes, I feel like my will is getting torn in a million different directions. Just as I settle into one thing, something else rises on the horizon, and displaces me. 

Steals my time. 

Distracts me. 

Seduces me.

But through it all, I have remembered to lead with my mind.

Over a year ago I made a choice to be a writer.

A professional writer.

A writer that writes every day. 

Someone who has made a commitment for at least the next five years.

To write. To be self published. To stop hiding and become visible.

And to see how things shake out.

This wasn’t an easy choice.

It’s never easy to write. It’s never convenient to write.

It’s never easy to do anything that matters.

So sharing my thoughts feels very joyous and cathartic, but it’s not without moments of doubt. Doubts creep up. Sometimes they are fast and furious. Sometimes they linger.

Doubts about the usefulness of my work. Doubts of being good enough. Fears of being publicly shamed and exposed as the fraud immigrant I sometimes feel myself to be.

I have doubts because I have always made spelling mistakes. 

I have doubts because I make grammatical mistakes. 

I have doubts because my syntax may not be too sexy at times.

I sometimes get long winded, on go on a long journey with one of my stories.

But despite these doubts I still choose to write.

I made a commitment to my work and that doesn’t make me special but it does make me a writer.

A good or bad writer is up to you. 

I am realizing a childhood dream, inspired by my father and mother, who encouraged me long ago, but life got in the way. 

And so today I lead with my mind.

Every day I keep a promise to myself.

A promise to a little boy.

I write and ship each day.

For better or for worse.

I will write.

And I write for you because I hope you’ll lead with your mind too.

There is really nothing like it.

Nothing that makes you feel more human. More alive. More connected. 

So, dust off your dreams. 

Take some time to revisit your purpose.

Don’t take too long.

Don’t think too long.

You already know what you want.

You already know what you need.

Lead with your mind.


it's not complicated

It’s not complicated.

Dream it. 

Plan it. 

Work for it.

But sometimes it all falls apart.

Sometimes we get in our own way. Sometimes, we tell ourselves stories that don’t serve us too well. We await big opportunities, seek inspiration and puddle jump from one exciting event to another, but what we really need is a bit of truth. A bit of the ordinary.

I read an exchange recently between Jacko Willink and one of his fans.

This young man wanted to know how he could avoid carbohydrates. He wanted to hear some insights and wisdom on how to persevere over his temptation. He explained that ever since he was a little boy, he loved indulged gorged on bread and sweets. He struggled with this, his entire life. Recently though he made some changes and experienced great results. But still, in his weakest, darkest moments, he always gos back to the carbs. No matter how hard he tries or what technique he employs, he continuously becomes the victim.

He wanted to know and asked Jacko Willink what he should do.

The reply was swift and not overly complicated.

“Don’t put it in your mouth”.

Simple. Direct. To the point.

Don’t put it in your mouth cuts right through everything. It stops all the stories because it doesn’t matter what your life was like as a child. It doesn’t matter how sexy and seductive bread is. How wide your ass is getting. 

It doesn’t matter how busy your life is. How hard you’ve tried. How good you’ve been. 

It doesn’t matter what your metabolism is doing or how negligent your overactive thyroid gland is becoming. 

It doesn’t matter that your gym isn’t open early enough, or that you’re to tired to exercise when you get home from work.

What matters at all.

What matters is that you don’t put that shite in your mouth.


The same holds true for all other aspects of your life and you are the key to everything.

You have to stop overcomplicating things and gathering your friends to your side to discuss how unfair life is, and how hard you’ve tried.

You have to stop blaming yourself, blaming your mother, blaming your father, blaming your children, or blaming Donald Trump for that matter.

Just don’t put it in your mouth.

Go and do something.

Dream out loud.

Make a plan.

Work your ass off.

There is little use in getting excited or going to motivational seminars if you’re not prepared to commit to the years of work that it will take to see things through.

There is little use blaming your past mistakes, or getting upset about how little time you have left, because that too doesn’t matter.

What matters is that you’re alive.

What matters is that you have something to give.

What matters is that you have time.

All you need is the effort.

It’s not complicated.

Becoming rich and famous is complicated.

But happiness and success are quite simple.

Do what you can.

When you can.

Correct your course.

And don’t ever. 


Don’t ever put it in your mouth.