If you are committed to living a successful life, then adapt the habits of successful people. There really is a recipe for success. Let’s break it down here and put it into action.
1) Successful People Take Care of Themselves
Show the world and yourself that you respect yourself and your body by treating it to regular exercise and healthy food. Countless studies have proven that eating right and exercise are instrumental to improving mood. Consequently, people in a good mood naturally attract success.
2) Successful People are Actively Grateful
When we are thankful for what we already have, we open ourselves to more things to be grateful for. Show true appreciation for the people in your life and the creature comforts you already possess and the world will appreciate you back. That’s a guarantee!
3) Successful People do not feel sorry for themselves or others.
DH Lawrence wrote: “I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.”
When we feel sorry for ourselves, we are disempowered. We are what we think, so let go of thoughts that only serve to hurt us further and deny us the happiness we all desire. Don’t waste your time on self-pity! Love yourself and the world will love you back. Read more... (578 words, 10 images, estimated 2:19 mins reading time)
What does it say about a culture whose media reports round the clock coverage of an entertainer who grew before our eyes from an adorable, talented child into a tragic caricature of a tortured artist? For one thing, it says that culture needs a serious wake-up call about what it values as successful.
We are alive during a time in society that is the spiritual equivalent of the TV show “Supermarket Sweep.” This was the old game show where contestants would have a limited time to run through a store stuffing purchases into their shopping carts, while menaced by monsters that stalked the isles. The winner would be the contestant whose items would add up to the higher monetary value. This premise may make for a fun 30-minute contest, but it isn’t a great model for a successful life.
While parents may tell their children that “happiness comes from within” or “it’s the thought that counts” when it comes to gift giving, the messages from our culture are mixed.
We all like creature comforts, but there is a big difference between the pursuit of pleasure and the pursuit of happiness. Happiness cannot be found in the ability to string together a never-ending list of pleasurable moments – it truly has to come from within.
The life and death of Michael Jackson speaks to this. Here was a talented man who was rich enough to indulge all his whims and surround himself with innumerable objects of distraction, however bizarre or obscure. Yet, all one has to do is look at his self-inflicted disfigured face to know that he was a man who self-esteem was seriously damaged.
His penchant for plastic surgery speaks volumes about the pain he undoubtedly felt being in his own skin. Of course, his money did buy him many willing accomplices to go along with a distorted plan that left his face looking like a puppet that was caught in a house fire. Read more... (716 words, 10 images, estimated 2:52 mins reading time)
In the early 1990s when was caught in the grips of addiction, I roamed the Lower East Side of Manhattan with the sole mission to stay loaded every minute of my life. At Houston Street and Avenue A was an apartment building called “Red Square.” On the roof was a statue of Lenin and a clock with misplaced numbers. Painted near the clock was the phrase “Waste Not A Moment.” The statue and the clock are still there, but the phrase that antagonized me while I wasted my moments is gone.
Those wasted moments of my early 20s can be traced back to the day I discovered how easy it was to break into my parent’s liquor cabinet and began mixing not-so tasty drinks for the other neighborhood children. Of course, being only in elementary school, I didn’t understand that “mixing” drinks, meant mixing with “mixers” – like soda. My concoctions featured gin mixed with the rum and the vodka, etc. I stood at the bar mixing away and telling jokes while my peers sat on the couch bristling and chattering in the excitement of being “bad.” It was fun. Whether the drinks tasted good was not the point. I reveled my new “Dean Martin” identity much more than the one I truly held of a very sad little girl secretly taunted by the feeling that her mother didn’t love her.
When my parents eventually discovered the raided liquor cabinet, my older sister took the fall for my offense. I suppose that as far as my parents were concerned, I was too young to even be on the list of suspects. I can still hear my sister pleading her innocence as I sat on the couch listening with my mouth shut.
It didn’t take long before what started like an occasional toe in the water transformed into a daily ritual. For me, the phrase “getting ready for school” meant smoking pot through a makeshift tin-foil and toilet-paper roll bong while dangling my torso out my bedroom window. My mother sat smoking cigarettes at the kitchen table, staring into the curio cabinet while “golden oldies” blasted on the AM radio. On her way out the door for work at the local post office where she was the head clerk, she would bang 3 times on the wall to tell me it was my turn to leave and go to school. I HATED the banging and had repeatedly asked her to call me by name rather than bang on the wall. The BANG-BANG-BANG made me feel even more powerless and the lack of love and connection more profound. Read more... (860 words, 10 images, estimated 3:26 mins reading time)
Happy Independence Day to everyone – especially those actively working to create value and happiness.
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When I turned 30 about 10 years ago, a friend who was already 40 said to me, “30 is a great age! Life begins at 30!”
I was very encouraged to hear this because, frankly, I had been waiting for my life to begin. My birthday came and went and I waited… then it was the Spring… and then it was the Summer and then it was my birthday again and I was still waiting… well… you get the point.
Waiting for life to begin is like waiting for “Waiting for Godot,” the Samuel Beckett, “tragicomedy” in which two characters wait for someone named Godot, who never arrives. In the play, during their two days of waiting, the pair of men divert themselves with various distractions such as eating, sleeping, arguing, singing, playing games, exercising, exchanging hats and contemplating suicide — anything “to hold the terrible silence at bay,” they say.
Voted the most significant English language play of the 20th century in a British Royal National Theater poll of 800 playwrights, actors, directors and journalists, “Waiting For Godot” won such prestigious accolades because it spoke to a spiritual conundrum that many people face and pointed out the human tendency to occupy ourselves with distractions in order to avoid the real work that needs to be done when we take full responsibility for our lives. Read more... (665 words, 10 images, estimated 2:40 mins reading time)
