It’s funny how things work. In the last few weeks, I’ve been sharing meals with different friends and they all have picked up on something with me. Each has said something to the effect, “You don’t seem to be driven by making money like you used to be.”
Guilty as charged.
Which may seem strange to you, coming from a prosperity expert. But it’s actually quite congruent. Because as your prosperity consciousness evolves, your definition of prosperity does as well.
I spent so many years broke, that initially, prosperity was about being able to pay my bills. After that, I started collecting cars and things, more out of fear of loss. Then it evolved to living better. And if you are a subscriber to my virtual seminars, you know we explored this subject deeply in the program on cosmic consciousness.
As you develop, you make the transmutation from self-consciousness into cosmic consciousness. You still do things for the joy they bring you, but often that joy comes from service and contribution. It becomes more about meaning.
Don’t get me wrong: I still love fine clothes, sports cars, and living rich. I’m not turning into an ascetic. In fact, I just saw a $330,000 Hublot watch this weekend that really needs to be in my collection! And - I don't need money to appreciate the sunrise or sunset, a spring shower, a warm embrace, a card from a loved one, or to commit a random act of kindness.
Most of you know, one of my goals is to become a billionaire. It still is. But a fascinating transformation took place a few months ago…
I was watching a BBC report on the famine in Somalia. There, 58% of the kids are malnourished. The government is non-existent and fighting prevents many aid organizations from providing help. The UN is suggesting that 750,000 people could die. Watching the mothers trekking towards refugee camps, carrying malnourished babies, suddenly my goal changed.
I still want to be a billionaire. For one day. And then lose the status the very next day, by helping those kids in Africa.
We are living in the greatest time in human history. We have more blessings than ever before. And more opportunities to be a blessing.
Maybe you’ve noticed the tone in my recent posts about Play Big, Steve Jobs, and Dan Wheldon. I have a new and powerful philosophy that I live my live by. It’s simple yet profound. It’s deep and calls me to action. It’s strong, and the language may be offensive to some. But it is my philosophy, and I invite you to make it yours:
Do Epic Shit.
Please. Stop playing small. Does it really matter that the guy got the parking space 10 feet closer to the door than you? That the lady in front of you has 11 items in the ten-item lane, or Sally has a cubicle six inches wider than yours?
That family member you’re estranged from, is it really going to seem worth it when their funeral comes around? That person you’re not talking to because they offended you – was it really that important? That goal you’re shooting for right now – will it really make a difference in the world?
When you day comes – the way it did for Steve Jobs, Dan Wheldon and will come for all of us – what will you be remembered for?
Drives me crazy when a pro athlete dies and the newscasters report their lifetime stats. Really?
How were they as a parent and a spouse, what did they do with their foundation, how did they inspire others? That’s the epic stuff I want to know about.
Please: Don’t leave us with your book unwritten, your song not sung, or your dance not danced.
Do Epic Shit.