I don’t read novels, fairytales or books based on vampires, up and coming warlocks and witches or love stories so powerful they begin to affect late night dreams. I’m part of the flock that Barnes and Nobel, Boarders and Joseph Beth handle with true tenderness, compassionate love and honest care—the wanderers who’ve turned Warren Buffet’s adventures into heavenly praised guides and lines that an outsider might see as being more mighty than the big book itself.
Anthony Robbins says jump and 98.7% of his readers turn gravity into something they can climb, walk around or dig a tunnel under.
You don’t need John C Maxwell or former Philadelphia 76er’s owner Pat Croce to tell you that a successful life is based on how much focus you slam into the channels of effort. How many people do you know whose career and productive lives resemble a drug or gambling addict—a willing and able mind and body numb to the idea of introducing injury to themselves and those around them all in the name of touching, if but only for a second a sliver of success?
The majority locate such air holes inside books of business and motivation. Each are creatively crafted to play off self doubt, fear of failure and a need to be greedy without coming across that you’ve swiped from the planet what the 80’s band Tears for Fears used to claim that everybody wanted...to rule of the world.
Who and what pours fuel into the tanks of accomplishment?
Wouldn’t you have to know what accomplishment is first?
The owner of my favorite Chinese restaurant seems to unbelievably successful. His employees are constantly connected to three different telephones taking orders while he and four others stand at the counter greeting customers with great big smiles and quick delicious and flavorful rice, chicken and shrimp.
I asked him how it felt to be successful—he sat quickly and sharply replied, “Why would you assume I’ve made it big in business. I spend way too much time at work. I can’t keep a full staff, constantly hiring and the electric bill refuses to give me a break. Where in the average day do you see success in my business?”
The owner of a Greek restaurant is moving his mother from his homeland because he can no longer find the time or finances to visit her. The owner of several car dealerships looks at me with total stress in his eyes admitting that his biggest dream is to sell things off and get back to a simple life. A brilliant guitarist and producer whose been part of several new beginnings is beginning to allow an impossible measurement of success to seep into his aging fingers claiming its no longer fun nor profitable to dedicate so much energy to a career that will never reach his personal potential.
Why was my stepfather happy about being a welder? He was never embarrassed to admit that pasted chunks of junk together. One generation later, I find it extremely difficult to discuss what I do. I’m completely embarrassed by its presentation. It’s not the glamorous side of the radio biz that everybody assumes comes with a microphone and endless amounts of Lady Gaga and The Black Eyed Peas…I do the commercials.
To which people react with,“Ohhhhh I never hear them…I tune out…”
Exactly…hey did you know radio remains 100% free because of me? Hello? Come back! I can show you how to turn 80 seconds of talk, talk, talk into 30 seconds of I scored a great deal…did you see the size of that sale, sale sale?
Research shows the average working person wants instant success. One look at America’s Got Talent and So You Think You Can Dance and you’re introduced to the tears of faith loving performers who wanted to be recognized for their efforts by way of capturing what they see success as being.
Award winning actor Ben Kingsley wanted to be a rock star…his talent caught the attention of Beatles manager Brian Epstein who took the budding star straight to John Lennon—his response was mumbles, which Kingsley took as a message to get classically trained…once in school Ben fell in love with acting leaving behind his drive to write and perform music.
The 90’s boy band ‘N Sync was forced to leave America to find fans—they spent four years in Germany developing a following which went un-noticed until one day the Backstreet Boys stood up Disney—rather than leave fans dry, executives trusted a group of screaming girls and put on the German band with American roots…creating a force that continues by way of Justin Timberlake becoming one of the most influential performers of the new millennium.
I don’t read novels, fairytales or books based on vampires, up and coming warlocks and witches or love stories so powerful they begin to affect late night dreams. Real life carries with it every reason to believe that what you want to be, what you’re going to be and how you got into being are completely separate walks of life.
Is there anyone who wants to be simply happy?
Who and what pours fuel into the tanks of happiness?
Wouldn’t you have to know what happiness is first?
This is why I paint. Love blending colors on a canvas. Mont Blanc ink slipped between the rules that govern acrylics with a pinch of White Out creates a texture that cracks the essence of perfection.
Legendary artist Peter Max blanketed our 45 minute conversation with every reason why he couldn’t stand being a well educated artist…it was boring, so he let go and became happy masterminding thick, rich releases that have inspired four decades of rainbow chasing color collectors. Paul Stanley of Kiss, Evil Knievil, actress Jane Seymore, Ron Wood of the Rolling Stones and a mountain of other overworked, sold souls have located happiness by letting go.
That doesn’t say I quit. That’s far from telling people you aren’t the best. Letting go creates air to breathe. It makes the real you visible to the other image standing in the mirror. Letting go could very well be heaven on earth…because there’s no feeling better than the end result of something you created.
Your only job in life is to be you not give it away to a company whose only mission is to use you for their benefit then fire you.
Stand up…walk through that granite mountain and be you. If you think it sucks…then be the best at it because for some reason people who suck seem to be making it big in the world today. That’s not being negative…Jonha Hill and Russell Brand are scoring major amounts of money being anything but Hollywood legend like.
Open your eyes to you being you!
arroecollins@clearchannel.com
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