It’s been a remarkably awful year. A global pandemic, unscrupulous politicians, biased media pundits. You can be comfortable with being uncomfortable, but 2020 has been insanely difficult to motivate even the most resilient among us.
You have no interest in platitudes or fast track schemes. You work hard to get where you want to go. You lay a foundation of habits that support your biological system.
I’m here to tell you there are proven ways to improve your self-confidence that will drive real, long lasting change in your life.
I’m an avid reader. It’s the best way I know to “sharpen my axe”and continuously improve. Last year I read 40 books. Included among them is a favorite that I’ve read three times already. Carol Dweck’s Mindset: “The New Psychology of Success.
Instead I’d like you challenge you to be brave and address these 7 key anchors to having a better year. They’ll take daily time and attention, but they’ll have the greatest impact.
I had lunch with a friend today. She told me she wished there were other people in her industry that used social media to promote what they were doing. I told her to be the first. I told her not to ask for permission and do it. She cringed at first, and but after she saw the beads of sweat build up on my upper lip and realized that I was dead serious with my advice she perked up. Here’s what I told her:
Two years ago, my Father had come home from the hospital and was settling in for the evening. Leaving his room that night, I kissed him and told him I loved him. He called to me. “Christopher!” I turned, standing in the doorway and replied: “yeah Dad?” He said, “keep up the good work.” I replied, “ok, Dad.”
I sort of chuckled to myself at the absurdity of the comment. No context. A simple directive. I didn’t think much of it and went about my evening. Those would be the last words my Father would ever speak to me.
It’s difficult to write that sentence. It was two years ago, and as I write this I can feel a deep swell of emotion in my chest. I used to run from that emotion. Dad was ill for six years. I didn’t allow myself to feel the terror of his terminal diagnosis of ALS-Lou Gehrig’s disease.
I drank a scotch to numb the pain. I worked too much to avoid speaking about my pain with my wife. I lost myself.
On Sunday the New York Yankees will retire Derek Jeter’s number. When I heard the news, I began reminiscing about July 9, 2011, when I had the opportunity to meet the Yankee legend.
It was only hours before Jeter smashed his 3,000th career hit at Yankee Stadium. I was on the field that day because of my father, Adrian Dessi. At the time, Dad was living with ALS–Lou Gehrig’s disease–and was about to throw out the first pitch for the game.
By definition entrepreneurs are not quitters. We persevere, push through barriers and succeed. But the most successful know when it’s time to quit.
When I say quit, I don’t mean throwing in the towel and giving up. That’s not it at all. It’s deciding to go a different direction.
We can often get caught up in the well thought-out plan but sometimes, actually, often times, change is good. Those who can embrace the change are the ones who will achieve their goals.