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Defiance or Defeat?  You Pick. 

Sometimes, the shit hits the fan.

Sometimes, you find yourself living out of your car, storing all of your toiletries in an oversize red purse, lodging sweatshirts in between head rests and sun roof panels to block the windows so you can sleep, explaining to unsympathetic credit card companies that you can’t pay your $41 minimum payment because you’ve got negative $12 in your bank account, having borderline nervous breakdowns over what Equifax is going to have to say about all this, showering once every other day whenever someone is kind enough to let you use their water, subsisting on coffee and McDonald’s Snack Wraps, and finally starting to grasp why the homeless have a reputation for being alcoholics.

Sometimes, the shit hits the fan, and you can’t seem to reach the plug, so all you can do is duck and then curl up into the fetal position, and hope it doesn’t hit you too hard.

Sometimes, the there’s going to be a whole bunch of obstacles and challenges that feel almost as if there’s an evil man with a curly mustache and maroon-colored, 1980′s style gym shorts in the clouds whose sole job is to make your life hell and watch with delight as you struggle to manage while he slowly sips on a vat of Banker’s Club brandy from a gaudy crystal glass.

Sometimes, it’s going to seem that bad.

Sometimes, it’s going to feel impossible.

Sometimes, you’re going to be launched into a bout of despair.

Sometimes, NOTHING.  WILL.  SEEM.  FAIR.

Sometimes, everything will seem bleak.

Sometimes, everything will BE bleak.

And you’ll be angry.

And it will break your heart.

And you’ll start to question everything about yourself.

Your intelligence, your choices, your dreams, your LIFE.

You’ll wonder:  Am I fooling myself?  Who am I to have such big aspirations?  Obviously I’m not good enough, or I wouldn’t be living out of my car, eating McDonald’s snack wraps and having delusional thoughts about men in maroon-colored gym shorts.

And–dammit!–you’ll start to withdraw.  You’ll start to step back from the war against mediocrity.  You’ll feel intimidated, and then you’ll feel petrified, and THEN you will let those feelings decide the outcome of your life.

DO NOT LET YOURSELF BECOME A VICTIM OF YOUR OWN INSECURITIES.

Because sometimes, you’ve just got to pick yourself up off the bar floor with all your might, use all of your remaining energy to dust the empty peanut shells off your jacket, and GO AT IT AGAIN.

This is not a post about imagining the silver lining.

This is about taking the sharpest knife you can find, cutting through all of the bullshit, and yanking that lining out with your bare hands.

That’s all that we can do.

So,

Be confident in your quest.

Be arrogant when it comes to your desires.

And be downright defiant when it comes to adversity.

There is no other way.

Announcement

Allow this to serve as an introduction to a new series of on-going guest posts that I will be running every Tuesday, from REAL people just like you, discussing the fears, challenges and obstacles that they’ve experienced on the war against the lackluster, and how they’ve overcome them.  The first will run this upcoming Tuesday, October 5.

I hope it gives you further inspiration to continue on, even when the going gets tough, you don’t see a light at the end of the tunnel, and you’re feeling overwhelmed and disheartened.

These people have been there, too, and they’re not taking no for an answer.

I hope you like it.

Until then, get out there and DO SOMETHING YOU’LL BE PROUD OF.

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Being Logical vs Being Rational–And Why The Difference Matters

Have you ever been told you’re being irrational?

Gnarl.  Growl.  Roar.  Pout.  Stomp.  Pound fists.  On Table.  Pound Head.  Against Wall.

You take a deep breath.  Inside your head, your brain is frantically yelling, “Ignore!  Ignore!  Ignore!” with flashing red lights and screechy alarms sirening, a la Spaceballs abandon ship scene.  (Best movie ever, by the way.)

It hurts when they tell you that your dreams are irrational.

As a matter of fact, it hurts so much that it makes you want to unleash your inner Donkey Kong and start heaving gigantic barrels all over the place.  As a matter of fact, it hurts SO much that after you heave a few good barrels, you’ll be tempted to go dead lift some oversized rocks to get your mind off things.  As a matter of fact, it hurts SO, SO much, that after you do all of that, you’ll probably be even more angry, because not only is your ego wounded, but now your toe is, too, because you definitely dropped that rock right on your foot.

Yet, no matter how angry you get, you still bite your tongue.  You wish they’d bite theirs.

You remind yourself that they’re probably just looking out for you.  They care about you.  They don’t want to see you make a mistake.  Or, fill-in-the-blank with the plethora of reasons you can use to try and validate their less-than-supportive remarks, so you can keep sane & and carry on.

And that’s effective for, oh….approximately 4.7 seconds.

But then suddenly it hits you.

Oh, god.

What if they’re …… right?

Being Rational Isn’t All That It’s Made Out To Be

What does it really mean to be “rational,” anyway?  Some common adjectives might include, “practical,” pragmatic,” “down-to-earth,” “grounded,” or “balanced.”  On the surface, these might seem like good things to be, and in some cases, they probably are.  The people that are encouraging you to be more rational certainly think so.  And ancient Chinese philosophers would probably agree, with that whole yin and yang jazz.  And quite possibly Oprah, for no other reason than she just seems like that kinda gal.

And with all due respect to all of those wonderful folks, when it comes to living life on your own terms, THEY’RE WRONG.

Here’s the deal:

First and foremost, when you want something, it’s not going to just fall into your lap, unless you happen to be wearing a lucky kilt, and even then your chances are probably slim.  When you want something, YOU GO GET IT.  There is nothing practical or grounded about chasing after one’s dreams–that’s why not a whole lot of people actually do it.

By their very nature, dreams are dreams because they don’t currently exist in your reality.  And if that’s the case, then I’m fairly certain that a bunch of docile hoping from afar while knitting under the moonlight in an attempt to “find balance” won’t accomplish the task of turning something that doesn’t currently exist into something that actually DOES.

Most risk-takers aren’t usually “practical” or “grounded” or “balanced”–those that are ferverently sprinting after their goals are anything BUT those things, and reasonably so.  Therefore, you should probably consider being called “irrational” a step in the right direction.

The second thing I’d like to point out is that there’s no hard and fast definition of what constitutes rationality in the first place.  The concept of rationality is a man-made cultural construct, by which everything that is considered “rational” isn’t inherently so, but is such as the result of the unspoken, collective agreement to make it so, formed over many, many years.

Essentially, what fits inside the lines of “rational” is largely arbitrary, and entirely cultural.

For example:

The Canadians think it’s rational to put a limit on the number of pennies you can use in a business transaction.  Apparently, 25 is the limit.

In Denmark, the Danes think it’s rational to fine anyone wearing a mask in public.

In Finland, the Finns think it’s rational to require taxi drivers to play a copyright fee to play music in their cars.

And in The United States, Arizona thinks it’s rational to stop all those that they “reasonably suspect” to be undocumented–not racial profiling at ALLLL.

So, the concept of what’s rational and what’s irrational varies from place to place, culture to culture, people to people, and person to person.  There are many who might agree that taxi drivers should pay a fee, or that it’s possible to actually reasonably suspect someone off the street for being undocumented with a reason that isn’t related to racism.

So ultimately, getting back to your life, the point is that if the generally accepted definition of rationality isn’t something that’s set in stone, then it should follow that YOUR definition of what seems rational or irrational is what must really count.  But the trick is that you’ve got to MAKE it count.

What Matters is Whether Or Not You’re Logical

That said, while the concept of rationality is something that’s negotiable, I do think that on the other hand, there is something to be said about being logical, which isn’t always the same as being rational.  On the surface, the two words are used interchangeably, and from a semantic perspective, they are practically the same.  And that’s fine, Webster, that’s fine.  But from a kick-ass-and-take-names-slash-I’m-going-to-rule-the-world perspective–the viewpoint that needs the most attention if you intend on doing big things–there’s a big, giant, gap-a-roo between being rational and being logical.  And it’s important to recognize the difference.

***It should be duly noted that the term “gap-a-roo” is a perfectly acceptable phrase that does not diminish credibility in the least when attempting to be persuasive and make a point.  It should also be noted that I was dead serious about Spaceballs earlier.***

Moving on…..

Logicality is determined by a more objective analysis of what actually makes sense, versus what seems like it makes sense (rationality).  Logicality is having the ability to remove the cultural lens and look at the world that is, versus the one we’ve been taught it is.  Logicality is being able to disseminate fact from opinion, and base decisions on the former.  (Different from being “grounded” in a rational sense, which is a subjective opinion determined by where you stand RELATIVE to the rest of the world, rather than simply where you stand–an important distinction that we neglect to make, often only weighing our goals and subsequent success against that of others, and not by their own merit.)  Ultimately, logical is justifiable by reason; rational is justifiable by reason which is taught.

To give an example, logicality is the Tim Ferriss concept of relative income (measuring not just how much money you make, but also how much time you have) versus the universal standard of success being absolute income (simply just how much money you make).

In sum, it’s more important that risk-takers, dream-chasers, adventure-seekers, life-livers and entrepreneurs alike pay more attention to whether the decisions they’re making are logical, not rational, because logicality will help you move leaps and bounds forward, while playing by the rules of rationality will only hold you back.

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Beating, Stomping and Otherwise Assassinating The Voice In Your Head That Says “You Can’t.”  Violently.

It’s that fear.

It’s that dirty little lurking thought in the back of your head that moseys on up to the forefront every single time you’re finally prepared to step up to the plate and take a chance in life.

You’re not smart enough.

You don’t know what you’re doing.

People will see right through you.

This is never going to work.

Who do you think you are?

You’re a foolish ox.

Yes, that’s right, I said it: OX.

OX!!!!

Stop being so impractical.

Your! Idea!  Is!  Stupid!

And those pants you’re wearing?

What were you thinking?

You should really be on a diet.

OX.

How can you be successful in anything else if you can’t even lose 10 pounds?

I told you this was a bad idea.

You and your ideas.

You’re never going to get anywhere, because while you’re busy wasting all of your time twirling your hair with your head in the clouds….everyone else is working hard, saving money and building families.

And at the end of the day, they’re going to have nice, stable lives, and you’re still going to be stammering around, looking for something that probably doesn’t even exist.

You’re so naive.

You and your damn ideas.

Just do what everyone else is doing for once, and stop questioning everything already.

You try so hard to be special, but really you’re a no one.

So start acting like it.

Ox….

Sound familiar?

We are experts at beating the crap out of ourselves; which, by the way, I’ve always found interesting, since unless we were seriously abusive, most of us would never, ever, ever say those things to a friend.  So why is it okay for ourselves?

That’s exactly it–oftentimes, we aren’t our own friend. We give and we give and we give to everyone who needs us, supporting them throughout their journey, acting like their rock, building up their confidence, bringing them up when they feel down, reassuring them that everything will be okay, and generally helping to validate them and their ideas, and provide as much encouragement as we can.

Because that’s what friends do.

But the moment that WE need support.  The moment that WE need reassurance.  The moment that WE need validation.  The moment that WE need ourselves more than ever…….we pull a snide little disappearing act.

Instead of being supportive, kind and gentle with ourselves, we switch on the other voice–the fear voice.  The one who just called you an Ox and meant it.

The voice doesn’t go away.

It keeps popping up time and time again, putting you down and making you question yourself, causing a whole mess of doubt, fear and neurosis.

And because it’s so damn loud, most of the time you can’t help but listen to it–like the sound of a train passing by when you’re standing right next to the track.

As a result, as the years have gone by, this bastard–this voice–is so loud, and so present, that it begins RUNNING YOUR LIFE.

Which inevitably means that YOU are NOT.

And doesn’t THAT make you a little mad inside?

The Solution to the Unknown

As most of you know, I spent the summer driving around the United States, meeting readers and lots and lots of new faces, and just generally doing A LOT of talking.

We talked about goals, dreams, ideas, plans, businesses, passions and everything in between.

And after all that talking, if there’s one thing I could identify–one principal reason why people aren’t getting out there and reaching these goals, acting on these dreams, and trusting in these passions, it’s because of that damn voice.

Fear of the unknown.

In many cases, their fear voice was saying to them:

You don’t know how to make it happen.

You’re not skilled enough.

You lack so much to be desired.

And, yeah, that voice can be a real burden.  But here’s the thing about those objections:  Anytime you hear yourself second guessing because you don’t have enough information, things seem overwhelming, and you don’t know how….you know what you do?

YOU GO FIND OUT.

And inevitably, you’ll find that as you learn more, you gain more confidence, and that voice gets softer, and softer, until your own finally starts being heard.

And boom.

The universe just got a little brighter, indeed.

It’s About Time We Silence That Voice.  It’s About Time We Start Taking Leaps.  It’s About Time We Start LIVING.

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