Seeking greatness….a personal odyssey resumes
December 28, 2009 – 1:47 pm2009 whipsawed me in more ways than one. Despite this, I remain upbeat…much to the chagrin of my enemies, who are numerous.
See, I understand that my wealth lies not in my bank statements, brokerage account or salary level…… but in my mind.
Its capacity to produce income and wins is beyond reproach. Therefore, it is an extremely valuable asset. In fact, it is capable of creating so much wealth and paper money that it makes paper money virtually worthless to me….which may seem like a contradiction, but I can assure you is not.
“But Andy,” you say, “isn’t the fact that you lost money in 2009 evidence that your mind is NOT the asset you think it is, you blowhard?”
And with that, you’ve nailed the great caveat.
The mind, as an asset, must be asked….no, DEMANDED!….to produce.
For most people, this occurs very rarely….typically in times of great peril. Indeed, you will recall stories where someone you knew did something you never thought him capable of, and saved his ass from destruction in the process. Once the storm has passed, he retreats to the cushions of his favorite sofa. There, he can resume the atrophy of intellect via fervent cheering for the set of teenage ball-tossers that happen to adorn his favorite uniform. Cruise-control into the coffin.
For others, “the great ones”, life works differently. To them, comfort is an indication of atrophy. These men understand that the mind must be called upon to produce. They understand that resistance is to be sought out, for it results in strength and therefore cements the outcome of victory.
It is in this task that I have failed in 2009. Instead of consciously seeking resistance, I required a subconscious revolt of the mind to bring it upon me. This pattern of “win big, lose medium, get hungry again and repeat” has defined my life since I was 9 years old, and has served me well so far. But it is clear to me that to be great, one cannot let hunger fade, regardless of his feast. And this, for me, is the challenge of a lifetime.
So, here we go….again. Let the resistance begin.
