Your Beliefs About Yourself are Controlling Your Destiny

When you go down any street in virtually any major urban environment in the world you will see people living on the street. I have lived in Europe, Asia and all over the United States and wherever I have gone I have seen people living on the street in various parts of these cities. The only place I can honestly say I have not seen this is in rural Ohio, where several members of my family live surrounded by miles of corn fields. Perhaps homeless people live in the corn fields there, I do not know. [Read more]

Consistency is More Important than Brilliance

There once was a speedy hare who bragged about how fast he could run. Tired of hearing him boast, Slow and Steady, the tortoise, challenged him to a race. All the animals in the forest gathered to watch. Speedy ran down the road for a while and then paused to rest. He looked back at Slow and Steady and cried out, ”How do you expect to win this race when you are walking along at your slow, slow pace?” Speedy stretched himself out alongside the road and fell asleep, thinking that there was plenty of time to relax. Slow and Steady walked and walked. He never, ever stopped until he came to the finish line. The animals who were watching cheered so loudly for the tortoise that they woke up Speedy. Speedy stretched and yawned and began to run again, but it was too late because the tortoise had crossed the finish line. After that, Speedy always reminded himself, ”Don’t brag about your lightning pace, for Slow and Steady won the race!” -From Aesop’s Fables A few years ago I was moving from one house to another. I drove to the local U-Haul and picked up a van. I am not sure how it is in other cities, but around Los Angeles there are usually about 25 guys who stand in front of U-Hauls on the street waiting to help people move. It’s the same with Home Depot and other stores. I have not [Read more]

Change Your Thermostat

Several years ago I was sitting in my office in Los Angeles one day, and two barefooted women walked in. Their feet were dirty, and I can assure you, it is not normal for women to walk around downtown Los Angeles without shoes. Both of the women had scabs on their face and were in their late 20s or early 30s. They were dressed like prostitutes and they both looked quite frightening, their eyes glassy and hair unkempt. They did not smell good. All it took was one look to see that the women had [Read more]