Disney Leadership Keynote Speaker
Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five interconnected sites.
The mental buffet syndrome.
Focusing on too many things keeps us from doing a few things exceptionally well.
The classic “strengths assessment”.
What are you the best at?
For example: Website development versus landing page optimization.
Entirely different focus.
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We rarely see it coming.
What?
Transformation or stagnation.
He who is not busy being born is busy dying.
Bob Dylan
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It’s simply easier to do scary things than it is to think about doing scary things, even though it seems backwards.
The emotional burden and drag on our attitude is insidiously heavy when we carry around unfulfilled and untried ideas.
Rather try and fail than play it safe.
Playing it safe leads to regrets.
Regrets that we discount and amass to the point of suffocation?
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Who’s writing my story?
It’s a question that changed my life in 2008/09.
This was the timeframe that an unusually weird Disney layoff provided the gift of feeling vulnerable for the first time (at the time, i was in my 24th year at Disney).
This was the catalyst for creating a Plan B even though the layoffs were done.
The best time to worry about your next job is when you don’t need to.
My next job revolved around the dream of being the captain of my own ship – a solo entrepreneur. To take everything i learned in 30 years at Disney and retire at 55 and begin the quest to put a dent in our Universe.
PS. Unusually weird means that the process didn’t make sense to me, nor to literally all of my colleagues.
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Can you recall the last morning where you were dreading waking up?
What if you couldn’t?
i cannot recall the last time i wasn’t looking forward to the day ahead with childlike entreprenurial excitement.
There used to be a time (15 consecutive years, 1984 – 1999) when it took three separate alarm clocks (none with the real time, and all with extra time added to the actual time) to wake me up – after numerous, repetitive hitting of the snooze buttons.
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