Wake up to who you can be…

“The worst mistake you can make is to think you’re alive, when you’re really just asleep in life’s waiting room”

The past months or so has seen me working intensively with several clients who are making massive life changes. In some way I think that they are quite literally waking up to who they can and will be.

We all have so much conditioning put upon us. From the moment we are born we are being handed a script that is full of the ‘ways’ of our parents, our teachers our peers. Now some of what they hand us in the ‘script’ is really useful and then there is the other ‘stuff’ that is really not useful, yet it is the way that they grew up and therefore they hand it to us.

Now sometimes what happens is that we start to ask questions, we start to wonder why and we question and then we might test things a little. So you might have been told to stay in your box, and then someone like me might say, ‘what box’ there is no box, for after all we are only ever limited by other people’s beliefs.

So when you have an awakening and you start to realise that you can live a different way, you can write your own rules, it really is as if you have truly woken up. When you wake up and actually start to ‘shape shift’ in to the ‘you’ that you have been waiting to become you can start to resonate in a new way with a new energy.

So I guess my question is how many of you are going to spend the rest of your time in the waiting room, or is now the time to wake up and start living.

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I often like to share stories so here goes I read this and it resonated with me,

Egg, by Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.

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I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

Read it, liked it, so blogging it…simple

by Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wing in the orange suns rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
can seldom see through his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and his feet are
tied so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the
sighing trees and the fat worms
waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and
he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the
grave of dreams his shadow shouts
on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are
tied so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.

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Drug of Choice

Drug of Choice….

Yesterday I had a great day of working with a small group of clients who are on a ‘years’ journey with me and in that time we cover NLP/Hypnosis/TFT and all sorts of to other things that have led to me being me.

Now part of our day was to design a ‘pill’ that could be prescribed by the NHS. So for want of better words we decided it would be the drug of choice and it would be a ‘happy’ pill and what’s more it would be prescribed by the National Happy Service, I mean how cool would that be.

So if for free you could get on the NHS the following:

Happiness, joy, health, fun, enjoyment, faith, trust, love, respect, self belief, great relationships, excitement, contentment and lots of other lovely stuff….

Would you take that pill….how long would the queue be, we decided it would be a long queue and that the majority would be happy to take the ‘happiness’ pill.

So have you taken yours yet? Because it really is that simple.

We have a choice to be unhappy versus happy. Now I am sure there are cries of it’s not that easy, so I will state again it is just a choice to take or not take the happiness pill.

We all know how easy it is to be sorry for ourselves to get in to the ‘woe’ is me frame and simply chose to stay there. So let’s be honest you are being ‘simple’ to make the choice to be in that frame.

Shit happens we all know that, shit will continue to happen now you can chose to bathe in it and all its nastiness or you could develop what my partner Eric calls a shit deflector; do you like the sound of that?

So when you take the ‘happy’ pill you will be actively associating to what feels really good, running movies in your mind in colour of things that make you really happy and make you feel good.

It is really quite simple the way you feel from moment to moment is a direct result to the way you are using your body, and the pictures and sounds your are creating in your mind.

So see yourself taking the ‘happy’ pill every morning, just before you clean your teeth and you might be surprised by how much better you feel now.

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Catterpillar or Butterfly…

Two caterpillars were sitting on a cabbage leaf having a chat. Suddenly, they heard a loud swishing sound, and looking up, saw a beautiful butterfly flying overhead. The first caterpillar looked at the other, shook his head and said, “You’ll never get me up in one of those things.”

As you read the words above, did you think to yourself, yeah I get that I’m not going up there, or did you think go on fly, fly fly.

Butterflies have been used as a symbol for change for thousands of years. Talking about butterflies is a great way to get people to think about change and where they currently are, caterpillar or butterfly? So where are you now? When you read the story above is it from the perceived safety of your cocoon, is that where you want to stay? What would have to happen for you to become a butterfly?

So to continue on a theme….

“When she heard the word butterfly, her whole insides leapt. “But what is a butterfly?”
The cocooned caterpillar explained: “It’s what you are meant to become.”
“How can I believe there’s a butterfly inside you or me when all I see is a fuzzy worm?”
On further reflection she pensively asked, “How does one become a butterfly?”
“You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.”

Now I am sure that many of you are familiar with the feeling of ‘butterflies’ in your tummy when you’re maybe excited, a little anxious or stressed about something.

The best thing to do is to get the ‘butterflies’ to fly off together! Most of the time we just need to know that it is ok to leave the cocoon.

I guess the question is how much do you want to fly and how high do you want to go?

What has to happen for you to be willing to give up being a caterpillar and become a butterfly?

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Are you doing what you really want to be doing..

Now what is the first thing that happened as you read that question?

Did you get a smile on your face and a good feeling inside, or did you frown and wonder that the ‘fuck’ and feel bad….

Remember guys you are responsible for you. Now sometimes life is a bit of a bugger and we end up ‘having’ to do some stuff we do not really want to do – yet most of you are like me and if you have bills to pay kids to feed and clothe you will do whatever it takes.

Now what I want you to consider for the next week, is to start to make an action plan that if you did whatever it takes to get to do what it is you would rather being doing what would have changed in the coming week?

So it might be that in a week’s time that you will say you just feel a whole lot better and your outlook has changed, it might be that you have made a major decision that has then started a trickle of good stuff happening….

So take some time out and ask yourself these questions:

What would you really love to do to earn a living?

If money wasn’t an issue would you still do what you do now?

So consider what you are passionate about and is there a way to make your living from your passion?

How might you be able to make it happen?

When we take action we start to move and put momentum in to our lives and get out of the ‘stuck’ mode.

All it takes is to do something different, take action stop the internal bullshit, press the delete button and take action to do whatever it takes to make change happen now, the kind of change that has you smiling, breathing easy and knowing it’s all going to be ok

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Brain Juice

Recipe for Happiness: Be in a great mood for as much of the time as you can – Dr. Richard Bandler

So here we are in May and I am sure that you like me have enjoyed the amazing sunny weather that we have been blessed with here in the UK.
Isn’t it amazing that the sun shines and we all feel much happier, yet really we have a choice every day to just be happy. Now last week I was lucky enough to go and listen to John La Valle giving a 2 hour talk and he started talking about creating great ‘brain juice’.
Now when we are creating great ‘brain juice’ we are happier – simple huh?
So a simple way is to understand this idea is to imagine that our ‘brains’ is like the hardware of a computer. We are all hard-wired the same, yet what makes us behave differently from each other is the way we think, feel and act, which is our own software.

What most of us don’t realize is that the power of your brain or computer’s hardware varies according to the chemistry of your brain. You can increase and optimise the power and efficiency of your brain, or personal computer by creating better ‘brain juice’ (cranial fluid).

So here’s the thing you are your own cocktail maker; and your brain secretes chemicals that correspond with your thoughts. So if you want to create great ‘brain juice’ which means that your ‘operating system’ is optimised then you have to get happy and positive and then you will be maximising your own ‘cocktails’ for happiness.

So a good metaphor to help you understand the influence of your brain’s chemistry on your performance is a fine-tuned racing engine. Those engines are designed to run on super high-octane gasoline, they sputter when using regular petrol, put diesel in your petrol car your car soon stops.

This is similar to what happens when you are negative. You put low octane chemicals in your brain, causing your mood and performance to suffer. When you are positive, relaxed and happy, your brain, metaphorically, secretes super high-octane chemicals and you start to feel positive, happy, energised.

So quite simply you can alter your own brain chemistry, creating great ‘brain juice’ giving you a natural ‘high’.

So as you want to create a happy and healthy life then start thinking great ‘brain juice’ and get creating your very own cocktail for success.

Now if you want to know how I work with clients so that ‘happiness’ is their default setting then contact me now janis@janishough.com and get the happiness habit.

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Being YOU

“Your beliefs become your thoughts. Your thoughts become your words. Your words become your actions. Your actions become your habits. Your habits become your values. Your values become your destiny.”
Mahatma Gandhi

I want to share with you some amazing words of wisdom from one of my clients. Now when she sent me the copy of this email I read it once, and then I read it again and then I read it again! And each time I read it I found myself smiling and nodding my head.

Because quite simply in the email she sent to a fellow client and friend she nailed it. Now she puts the change in her down to me yet I put the change down to her, because she was the one who had to get out of her own way, she was the one who had to embrace being her ‘self’ and as soon as she did that everything started to change.

So here goes with her email, names removed of course. Read and learn.Disassociation is a wonderful strategy….it has been my saviour!!!

I wanted to share with you the fact that Sat was so important to me to meet up with you and Janis as it represents the past and the future to me

Where I was 12 months ago…no eldest daughter…no grandchildren…complete sadness and no future.
Choosing the toys together (although I had a list) was so wonderful as you were both sharing in the overwhelming emotion of joy I had within me….That feeling was something I can never describe to anyone…it was so within my soul

Here I am today after spending 6 glorious and easy hours with my daughter and 4 grandchildren yesterday. The lottery of life for me has been won by the fact that if things got no better with my family from here on in (although I know they will) I am content in the knowledge that those girls will be at peace with their Grandma and Mummy being reunited. They will… in future life… with all its toils and tribulations …be able to draw on the knowledge that no matter what….. love does conquer all

What I am saying to you is to have belief in yourself that whatever course you take from here on in it is about choice as Janis says. The choice is to believe in yourself.
I am nearly 60 years old and it has taken me my lifetime to realise that all I need is to be ME.
Learn from my life where I have less years in front of me than behind me to continue in that frame of mind…. that I AM ME….
No matter what you do or do not do for your children it will never be perfect….cos we all know there is no such thing as perfection…
You are their MUM through nature and through that same nature YOU ARE YOU….

I see YOU…. that is….not a person who is a mum and a wife….just YOU …
Go with your basic instinct of how you wish to live your life….what will work for you….everything else will slot in

Wasting precious hours and minutes of this very short time we have been blessed with on this earth is a lesson to be learned.

We have both experienced great losses in our lives and realising the past is something we can not alter although the future is something we can …….we must never become complacent about what we have learned so far…and if it takes the very last penny I have to continue down the JanEric path I am more than willing to forgo every materialistic thing in my life to do so…….I now know it is the right thing NOW

You can and will be able to make the decision that works for you…..and you will know it is the right one…
Disassociate…look in from the outside instead of looking outside from within
Love you my friend xxxxxxx

Now if like me this resonates with YOU then take action to ensure that you are YOU and be the very best version of YOU not an impoverished version that someone else wants you to be quite simply be YOU and be free.

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Stay Hungry Stay Foolish

How many of you on reading that get that rush that says yes!! I have not blogged for some time as I have spent the past weeks working on myself – yep I need it to.

Spookily the words above have come my way about half a dozen times in that time, and I have found myself reading a speech that the great Steve Jobs gave to a group of graduates at Stanford University in June 2005.

So my post today is borrowed from Steve Jobs, and yes it is a fairly long speech yet I know that you like me will find some great gems in there to hold on to.

Every day is a graduation day, we learn something new about oursevles and others it is about taking the time to really pay attention and if you are not doing what works for you, if you are not doing what makes you happy then maybe your new ‘mantra’ might be ‘stay hungry stay foolish’.

Steve Job’s Convocation Speech Stanford University June 2005

Thank you.

I’m honoured to be with you today for your commencement from one of the finest
Universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college, and this is the
closest I’ve ever gotten to a college graduation.

Today, I want to tell you three stories from my life. That’s it. No big deal.

Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots. I dropped out of Reed College after the
first six months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit.

So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed graduate
student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I
should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted
at birth by a lawyer and his wife except that when I popped out they decided at the
last minute that they really wanted a girl.

So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking,
“We’ve got an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?” They said, “Of course.” My
biological mother found out later that my mother had never graduated from college
and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the
final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would go to college.

This was the start in my life
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as
expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents’ savings were being spent
on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn’t see the value in it. I had no idea
what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure
it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life.

So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out okay. It was pretty scary
at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute
I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn’t interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked far more interesting.

It wasn’t all romantic. I didn’t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends’
rooms. I returned coke bottles for the five cent deposits to buy food with, and I would
walk the seven miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at
the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following
my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on.

Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the
country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was
beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn’t have to take the
normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned
about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between
different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was
beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can’t capture, and I found
it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years
later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me.

And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful
typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the “Mac”
would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since
Windows just copied the Mac, it’s likely that no personal computer would have them.
If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on that calligraphy class,
and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do.

Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college.
But it was very, very clear looking backwards 10 years later.

Again, you can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well worn path, and that will make all the difference.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my
parents’ garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown
from just the two of us in a garage into a two billion dollar company with over 4000
employees. We’d just released our finest creation the Macintosh a year earlier, and I
had just turned 30.

And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as
Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company
with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the
future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board
of Directors sided with him. And so at 30, I was out. And very publicly out.

What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn’t know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous
generation of entrepreneurs down –that I had dropped the baton as it was being
passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for
screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running
away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me: I still loved what I
did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but
I was still in love.

And so I decided to start over.

I didn’t see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing
that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced
by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to
enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT; another company
named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife.
Pixar went on to create the world’s first computer animated feature film, Toy Story,
and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of
events, Apple bought NeXT, and I returned to Apple, and the technology we
developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple’s current renaissance.

And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I’m pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn’t been fired from Apple. It
was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometime life’s going to hit you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith.
I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did.

You’ve got to find what you love.

And that is as true for work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large
part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is
great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t
found it yet, keep looking and –don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll
know when you find it. And like any great relationship, it just gets better and better
as the years roll on.

So keep looking don’t settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it
was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me,
and since then, for the past 33 years, I’ve looked in the mirror every morning and
asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am
about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a
row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered
to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure these things just fall away
in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are
going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something
to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning,
and it clearly showed a tumour on my pancreas. I didn’t even know what a pancreas
was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable,
and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised
me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor’s code for “prepare to die.”

It means to try and tell your kids everything you thought you’d have the next 10
years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned
up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck
an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach into my intestines, put a needle
into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumour. I was sedated, but my wife, who
was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors
started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is
curable with surgery.

I had the surgery and, thankfully, I’m fine now.

This was the closest I’ve been to facing death, and I hope it’s the closest I get for a few
more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more
certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept: No one wants
to die.

Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death
is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be,
because death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It’s Life’s change agent.
It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday
not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away.
Sorry to be so dramatic, but it’s quite true.

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.
Don’t be trapped by dogma which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice
And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They
somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth
Catalogue, which was one of the “bibles” of my generation. It was created by a fellow
named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with
his poetic touch. This was in the late 60s, before personal computers and desktop
publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and Polaroid cameras. It was
sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along. It was
idealistic, overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalogue, and then
when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid 1970s, and I was
your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning
country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous.

Beneath it were the words:

“Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.”

It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I’ve always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin a new, I wish that for you.

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Why are you here?

Why are you here?

Henry David Thoreau said ‘Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.’

Many people never ask themselves this question and live by default, reacting to what they think happens outside of them, in the ‘outside reality’.

Eckhart Tolle says: ‘You are here to enable the divine purpose of the universe to unfold. That is how important you are!’

This is true. You are here to enable to unfolding of the Universe, you are here to be truly happy, to experience joy, to become who you truly are, to do what you came here to do. You have a purpose and the entire Universe is waiting for you.

If you are not going to do it, who will? Will you love yourself enough to follow your bliss?

Do something remarkable with your life, you can do it. So now is the time to follow your ‘self’ not someone else’s idea of what you could or should be.

Step up follow your bliss, shine and be who you choose to be, who you want to be who you can be, after all the worst thing that can happen is that you will have fun being you.

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