What if we sought out the answers to a fraction of the things we wonder?
Surely we’ll find something – and therein lies my hope.
Let us be wanderers of our wonders.
When you fundamentally give someone a new way to look at their world, their purchasing, their behavior, or their thinking, you’ve then just led them somewhere….and that’s what we all deep down want with every new connection.
We all hope to meet Christopher Columbus. And we want to go somewhere new on La Pinta.
There’s a benefit in the doubts others have about your ideas, products, and services. But you’ve got to look at it backwards to find the benefit.
When you can get your ________ to benefit them – there’s no doubt it’s going to come full circle and find a way to benefit you as well.
I’m almost certain Columbus’ words when he hit the shore of the Americas was not ‘wow’…rather, I envision him turning to his comrades and asking – “now do you believe me?”
We need to find more doubters of our music and turn them into dancers.
Bravery be with us.
Chances are if you never try something, you will never know for yourself.
Chances are the longer you wait to do something the less likely you will take action to do it.
Chances are what you put off today will not happen tomorrow.
Chances are as experimentation increases so does one chance of succeeding at something.
Chances are the more we ask ‘what if we did this’ or ‘what if we did that’ we will lay the foundation for actually deciding the appropriate route to take and the chances of it actually working.
As our taking chances increases so do our odds.
Ask more. Swing more. Try more. Write more. Mix more. Make more.
Having done something > Intending to do so.
After walking through the works of Warhol, Picasso, Monet, and Renoire yesterday I came up with the Two Golden Rules of Art:
Enter. Participate.
That’s what it needs from us and, in return, will give us what we need from it.
You can’t sit this one out.
Watching Lefty win yesterday was quite refreshing. His score of five under baffled his fellow players. But not Phil. He found his swing. You could see it in his whole persona.
This reminded me of words from The Legend of Bagger Vance. Inside each and every one of us is one true authentic swing… Somethin’ we was born with… Somethin’ that’s ours and ours alone… Somethin’ that can’t be taught to ya or learned… Somethin’ that’s got to be remembered… Over time the world can, rob us of that swing… It gets buried inside us under all our wouldas and couldas and shouldas… Some folks even forget what their swing was like.
Your music is found and made in your swing. And if you’re lost, your swing will guide you to your music.
Here’s the catch. None of us know how many practice swings it took Phil to hoist that trophy yesterday.
And the one guy that does know???? He’s the one holding the trophy.
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