How to Save the World and Yourself

red_coatWe encourage entrepreneurs and businesses to discover what makes a product or service unique so they can stand out from the competition.

Yet, as kids we’re raised to shave down our individuality so we can fit in and belong. It’s not good to be too smart or too funny. It’s not good to be different. If we sparkle a little too much, we make others uncomfortable.

But to be successful in the world (and I mean in every definition of the word) we need to be genuine. We need to find the thing we have that others don’t because that’s what the world is starving for.

We need less John and Jane Does and more Sabrinas and Zeniths.

We need people who are courageous enough to embrace their strengths.

If I want anything for my children, it is to know what makes them weird makes them special.

You could spend years trying to replicate someone else’s success. But you will find your own when you free yourself.

That inner soul who loves to sing, draw, dance or stand up for people’s rights, make others laugh or write poetry in a delightfully odd way, that’s the missing piece of your own puzzle. That’s the gift you were given. It’s what the world hasn’t yet seen. So we need you to be brave enough to risk showing it.

My favorite lines from The Neverending Story:

The Childlike Empress: Bastian. Why don’t you do what you dream, Bastian?
Bastian: But I can’t, I have to keep my feet on the ground!
The Childlike Empress: Call my name. Bastian, please! Save us!
Bastian: All right! I’ll do it! I’ll save you! I will do what I dream!

Dear readers,

Please face your fears. Stand up for yourself. Believe in your dreams.

We’re all waiting for you to discover it, recover it and reveal it to the world.

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Poem: How Others See Me

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If you asked a relative/friend/acquaintance about me, they may not say it, but inside they’d think it. To them, I am a failure because…

I am not a lawyer,

a doctor,

a primary income provider.

I talk LOUDLY when I should be soft

and TOO softly when I should be loud.

I’m rude

and inappropriate

I don’t ask

but I ask too much.

I give when I feel like it

I take unnecessarily.

But inwardly and quietly

my soul sits knowingly.

For all they see is the external me,

and that’s unfortunate

because though I may burp aloud,

curse under my breath

sing and shout

I love DEEPLY

I feel wholeheartedly

I hurt exquisitely

I give sincerely

And I am me,

flawed, untraditional, impolite, but

authentically me.

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