No One Owes You Anything (And Why That’s Awesome).

You aren’t owed a job.
You aren’t owed an education.

You aren’t owed a promotion.

You aren’t owed a chance to make it.

You aren’t owed fairness, facts, or fun.

You aren’t owed a chance to pitch your dream client.

No one owes you anything.

Not a place to leave, not food to eat, not transportation, or anyone else’s time.

Nothing. You are owed nothing. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.

And understanding that makes you powerful.

Entitlement is the beginning of disaster. It’s a disease that will suck your soul dry and destroy your motivation for pursuing big dreams. When you feel like other people owe you something you miss out on the opportunities in front of you to be amazing.

You’re bitter when no one automatically gives you what you want. Angry when people get ahead faster than you. Jealous that rewards only seem to come to those around you.

Instead of working ferociously towards your dreams you wait to be handed the things you think you are owed.

But it’s not enough. It never is.

What other people give you is never more then you can create for yourself.

Its scraps. Not bountiful reward. Leftovers. Not the grand prize.

And you owe yourself more than that. You owe yourself more than someone else’s garage sale cast-aways.

But you can only get more if you work more. If you care more. If you do the hard things that everyone else around you seems to avoid.

That’s how you get more. A lot more.

No one else owes you anything. But you do.

You owe yourself the best chance to be successful.

You owe it to yourself to take a chance on you.

You owe it to yourself to work hard for you.

You owe it to yourself to fight for you.

You owe it to yourself to put in enough effort to win big.

Are you paying up?

0 Replies to “No One Owes You Anything (And Why That’s Awesome).”

  1. Dan,

    On the 17 day at 8.45 in the evening I bought food at the local grocer and ate my first meal.

    Two days later, on the 20 of August made my presentation for ‘Allkonstgruppen’ in the town of Malmö, Sweden.

    ‘In manifestation of ethics and understanding I wish to dedicate ‘a terribly beauty’ a fountain of seven swans, in the form of a donation’

    ‘There is no appropriate context for your artwork’ was their reply.

    Although expected was none-the-less a great disappointment. The flimsy excuse and reason for refusal seemed somehow unsettling and demeaning.

    ‘In memory of, Mi-lis Andersson for whom it was created and Maureen Casey Lewis and their loved ones’.

    In a vain attempt to find closure in my life now as I approach my sixtieth year and to bring peace to our two families whom have been so deeply affected by this long
    ordeal and feud in which I could not accept defeat. Despairing and angry I drifted again into fasting which lasted another seven days.

    August 30, we spoke on the phone, us feuding partners, we are and will remain at opposite ends of our spectrum and my despair and anger were again compounded.

    After a long and miserable night without much sleep I decided a confrontation was necessary, Saturday morning and with my anger for company I boarded the early train for Båstad.

    Our children are as siblings they are a strong and educated brood with moral fiber deeply rooted in social awareness. Active from an early age in national and international understanding and integration,

    CISV International, members, each from their eleventh birthday becoming national and international leaders and active working partners. Always my pride and joy.

    Somewhere on the train journey the anger which has been my constant companion for these past ten years turned to sadness and acceptance.

    Selfishness and pride have defiled the people I love and the art which so obvious to me, was a gift from God when I still believed and of which I have been negligent for some time.

    The willingness for confrontation also abated replaced with a need to seek forgiveness, bought roses at the Saturday morning market which gave a sense of tranquility, left them on the quiet doorstep.

    In the early morning sunshine wrote a letter listing my many shortcomings and begged forgiveness for unbecoming behavior and in the still quite morning left my admissions of guilt and apologies and traveled home again.

    The efforts of fasting have taken their toll and the way back maybe to far, my disappointment and disillusionment is of a depth never before fathomed but still there is a calm of sorts.

    There are no regrets, nor is their blame to be shared nor will I give up easily but still these depths of despair differ from anything I have ever experienced before.

    Maybe age, relinquishment of anger the certainty of former goals or forty years in opposition and rejection, yes, I suppose that might do it. The future looks bleak and uninviting at the moment and in this weakened state an unwillingness to grasp at straws and a lack of strength for battles ahead. Bravado has been replaced by weakness but not cowardice of that I am certain.

    There was always a risk of going to far but a tolerable level which I was prepared to take and the u-turn of Saturday morning surprised me, was not a conscious decision but when it was made I embraced it and felt relief.

    I am experiencing some unsettling complications at the moment and wish to leave my affairs in order. This all sounds extremely dramatic and I hope that’s what it is, dramatics, but one never knows.

    William.
    http://www.williamlewis.se

      1. Dan,

        Unfortunately I have pushed the boundaries further than planed, ignoring signs for some time now. This would explain my irrational behavior these last days, although irrational and unexpected as my conclusions were, contradictory to my previous standpoint. I am still at ease with my decision to accept full responsibility. The innocents’ involved will finally find peace.

        I should have realized this outcome previously as being the only logical conclusion, protesting discrimination or ill deeds with a powerful dishonest opponent in the public arena where pride and prestige are at stake. Assigning blame had no affect what-so-ever, lies and deceit, defamation of character also ignored, also in public view.

        Discrimination and lies go hand-in-hand and to admit to being the discriminated part is demeaning and probably one of the harder things I’ve had to do.

        My feuding partner and dishonest opponent is of course Thomas Andersson whom commissioned a fountain, which later became ‘a terrible beauty’ in memory of Mi-Lis Andersson, his mother. And whom promptly lost all sense of decency and courage, came crying, whimpering and sweating with imaginary chest pains once a week to my beautiful home and studio.

        Reneged on payments and when finally even with his wife’s help we couldn’t find a backbone or a pair of balls to prove his manhood ( although she tried and we tried and my son tried but to no avail )

        I kicked his miserable cowardly ass out the door. Sold my beautiful home and beautiful studio to pay this terrible beauty. I’m sure you remember Dan, I have mentioned it. And now to appease my children I’m letting him walk or crawl. But it will I’m sure it will make a great story of Swedish manhood!

        William.
        http://www.williamlewis.se

        PS The blinding headaches are subsiding and less frequent

        PS 10 roses were for him,’-)) what was I thinking,’-))?

  2. Dan,

    On the 17 day at 8.45 in the evening I bought food at the local grocer and ate my first meal.

    Two days later, on the 20 of August made my presentation for ‘Allkonstgruppen’ in the town of Malmö, Sweden.

    ‘In manifestation of ethics and understanding I wish to dedicate ‘a terribly beauty’ a fountain of seven swans, in the form of a donation’

    ‘There is no appropriate context for your artwork’ was their reply.

    Although expected was none-the-less a great disappointment. The flimsy excuse and reason for refusal seemed somehow unsettling and demeaning.

    ‘In memory of, Mi-lis Andersson for whom it was created and Maureen Casey Lewis and their loved ones’.

    In a vain attempt to find closure in my life now as I approach my sixtieth year and to bring peace to our two families whom have been so deeply affected by this long
    ordeal and feud in which I could not accept defeat. Despairing and angry I drifted again into fasting which lasted another seven days.

    August 30, we spoke on the phone, us feuding partners, we are and will remain at opposite ends of our spectrum and my despair and anger were again compounded.

    After a long and miserable night without much sleep I decided a confrontation was necessary, Saturday morning and with my anger for company I boarded the early train for Båstad.

    Our children are as siblings they are a strong and educated brood with moral fiber deeply rooted in social awareness. Active from an early age in national and international understanding and integration,

    CISV International, members, each from their eleventh birthday becoming national and international leaders and active working partners. Always my pride and joy.

    Somewhere on the train journey the anger which has been my constant companion for these past ten years turned to sadness and acceptance.

    Selfishness and pride have defiled the people I love and the art which so obvious to me, was a gift from God when I still believed and of which I have been negligent for some time.

    The willingness for confrontation also abated replaced with a need to seek forgiveness, bought roses at the Saturday morning market which gave a sense of tranquility, left them on the quiet doorstep.

    In the early morning sunshine wrote a letter listing my many shortcomings and begged forgiveness for unbecoming behavior and in the still quite morning left my admissions of guilt and apologies and traveled home again.

    The efforts of fasting have taken their toll and the way back maybe to far, my disappointment and disillusionment is of a depth never before fathomed but still there is a calm of sorts.

    There are no regrets, nor is their blame to be shared nor will I give up easily but still these depths of despair differ from anything I have ever experienced before.

    Maybe age, relinquishment of anger the certainty of former goals or forty years in opposition and rejection, yes, I suppose that might do it. The future looks bleak and uninviting at the moment and in this weakened state an unwillingness to grasp at straws and a lack of strength for battles ahead. Bravado has been replaced by weakness but not cowardice of that I am certain.

    There was always a risk of going to far but a tolerable level which I was prepared to take and the u-turn of Saturday morning surprised me, was not a conscious decision but when it was made I embraced it and felt relief.

    I am experiencing some unsettling complications at the moment and wish to leave my affairs in order. This all sounds extremely dramatic and I hope that’s what it is, dramatics, but one never knows.

    William.
    http://www.williamlewis.se

      1. Dan,

        Unfortunately I have pushed the boundaries further than planed, ignoring signs for some time now. This would explain my irrational behavior these last days, although irrational and unexpected as my conclusions were, contradictory to my previous standpoint. I am still at ease with my decision to accept full responsibility. The innocents’ involved will finally find peace.

        I should have realized this outcome previously as being the only logical conclusion, protesting discrimination or ill deeds with a powerful dishonest opponent in the public arena where pride and prestige are at stake. Assigning blame had no affect what-so-ever, lies and deceit, defamation of character also ignored, also in public view.

        Discrimination and lies go hand-in-hand and to admit to being the discriminated part is demeaning and probably one of the harder things I’ve had to do.

        My feuding partner and dishonest opponent is of course Thomas Andersson whom commissioned a fountain, which later became ‘a terrible beauty’ in memory of Mi-Lis Andersson, his mother. And whom promptly lost all sense of decency and courage, came crying, whimpering and sweating with imaginary chest pains once a week to my beautiful home and studio.

        Reneged on payments and when finally even with his wife’s help we couldn’t find a backbone or a pair of balls to prove his manhood ( although she tried and we tried and my son tried but to no avail )

        I kicked his miserable cowardly ass out the door. Sold my beautiful home and beautiful studio to pay this terrible beauty. I’m sure you remember Dan, I have mentioned it. And now to appease my children I’m letting him walk or crawl. But it will I’m sure it will make a great story of Swedish manhood!

        William.
        http://www.williamlewis.se

        PS The blinding headaches are subsiding and less frequent

        PS 10 roses were for him,’-)) what was I thinking,’-))?

  3. Dan,

    On the 17 day at 8.45 in the evening I bought food at the local grocer and ate my first meal.

    Two days later, on the 20 of August made my presentation for ‘Allkonstgruppen’ in the town of Malmö, Sweden.

    ‘In manifestation of ethics and understanding I wish to dedicate ‘a terribly beauty’ a fountain of seven swans, in the form of a donation’

    ‘There is no appropriate context for your artwork’ was their reply.

    Although expected was none-the-less a great disappointment. The flimsy excuse and reason for refusal seemed somehow unsettling and demeaning.

    ‘In memory of, Mi-lis Andersson for whom it was created and Maureen Casey Lewis and their loved ones’.

    In a vain attempt to find closure in my life now as I approach my sixtieth year and to bring peace to our two families whom have been so deeply affected by this long
    ordeal and feud in which I could not accept defeat. Despairing and angry I drifted again into fasting which lasted another seven days.

    August 30, we spoke on the phone, us feuding partners, we are and will remain at opposite ends of our spectrum and my despair and anger were again compounded.

    After a long and miserable night without much sleep I decided a confrontation was necessary, Saturday morning and with my anger for company I boarded the early train for Båstad.

    Our children are as siblings they are a strong and educated brood with moral fiber deeply rooted in social awareness. Active from an early age in national and international understanding and integration,

    CISV International, members, each from their eleventh birthday becoming national and international leaders and active working partners. Always my pride and joy.

    Somewhere on the train journey the anger which has been my constant companion for these past ten years turned to sadness and acceptance.

    Selfishness and pride have defiled the people I love and the art which so obvious to me, was a gift from God when I still believed and of which I have been negligent for some time.

    The willingness for confrontation also abated replaced with a need to seek forgiveness, bought roses at the Saturday morning market which gave a sense of tranquility, left them on the quiet doorstep.

    In the early morning sunshine wrote a letter listing my many shortcomings and begged forgiveness for unbecoming behavior and in the still quite morning left my admissions of guilt and apologies and traveled home again.

    The efforts of fasting have taken their toll and the way back maybe to far, my disappointment and disillusionment is of a depth never before fathomed but still there is a calm of sorts.

    There are no regrets, nor is their blame to be shared nor will I give up easily but still these depths of despair differ from anything I have ever experienced before.

    Maybe age, relinquishment of anger the certainty of former goals or forty years in opposition and rejection, yes, I suppose that might do it. The future looks bleak and uninviting at the moment and in this weakened state an unwillingness to grasp at straws and a lack of strength for battles ahead. Bravado has been replaced by weakness but not cowardice of that I am certain.

    There was always a risk of going to far but a tolerable level which I was prepared to take and the u-turn of Saturday morning surprised me, was not a conscious decision but when it was made I embraced it and felt relief.

    I am experiencing some unsettling complications at the moment and wish to leave my affairs in order. This all sounds extremely dramatic and I hope that’s what it is, dramatics, but one never knows.

    William.
    http://www.williamlewis.se

      1. Dan,

        Unfortunately I have pushed the boundaries further than planed, ignoring signs for some time now. This would explain my irrational behavior these last days, although irrational and unexpected as my conclusions were, contradictory to my previous standpoint. I am still at ease with my decision to accept full responsibility. The innocents’ involved will finally find peace.

        I should have realized this outcome previously as being the only logical conclusion, protesting discrimination or ill deeds with a powerful dishonest opponent in the public arena where pride and prestige are at stake. Assigning blame had no affect what-so-ever, lies and deceit, defamation of character also ignored, also in public view.

        Discrimination and lies go hand-in-hand and to admit to being the discriminated part is demeaning and probably one of the harder things I’ve had to do.

        My feuding partner and dishonest opponent is of course Thomas Andersson whom commissioned a fountain, which later became ‘a terrible beauty’ in memory of Mi-Lis Andersson, his mother. And whom promptly lost all sense of decency and courage, came crying, whimpering and sweating with imaginary chest pains once a week to my beautiful home and studio.

        Reneged on payments and when finally even with his wife’s help we couldn’t find a backbone or a pair of balls to prove his manhood ( although she tried and we tried and my son tried but to no avail )

        I kicked his miserable cowardly ass out the door. Sold my beautiful home and beautiful studio to pay this terrible beauty. I’m sure you remember Dan, I have mentioned it. And now to appease my children I’m letting him walk or crawl. But it will I’m sure it will make a great story of Swedish manhood!

        William.
        http://www.williamlewis.se

        PS The blinding headaches are subsiding and less frequent

        PS 10 roses were for him,’-)) what was I thinking,’-))?

  4. Dan,

    On the 17 day at 8.45 in the evening I bought food at the local grocer and ate my first meal.

    Two days later, on the 20 of August made my presentation for ‘Allkonstgruppen’ in the town of Malmö, Sweden.

    ‘In manifestation of ethics and understanding I wish to dedicate ‘a terribly beauty’ a fountain of seven swans, in the form of a donation’

    ‘There is no appropriate context for your artwork’ was their reply.

    Although expected was none-the-less a great disappointment. The flimsy excuse and reason for refusal seemed somehow unsettling and demeaning.

    ‘In memory of, Mi-lis Andersson for whom it was created and Maureen Casey Lewis and their loved ones’.

    In a vain attempt to find closure in my life now as I approach my sixtieth year and to bring peace to our two families whom have been so deeply affected by this long
    ordeal and feud in which I could not accept defeat. Despairing and angry I drifted again into fasting which lasted another seven days.

    August 30, we spoke on the phone, us feuding partners, we are and will remain at opposite ends of our spectrum and my despair and anger were again compounded.

    After a long and miserable night without much sleep I decided a confrontation was necessary, Saturday morning and with my anger for company I boarded the early train for Båstad.

    Our children are as siblings they are a strong and educated brood with moral fiber deeply rooted in social awareness. Active from an early age in national and international understanding and integration,

    CISV International, members, each from their eleventh birthday becoming national and international leaders and active working partners. Always my pride and joy.

    Somewhere on the train journey the anger which has been my constant companion for these past ten years turned to sadness and acceptance.

    Selfishness and pride have defiled the people I love and the art which so obvious to me, was a gift from God when I still believed and of which I have been negligent for some time.

    The willingness for confrontation also abated replaced with a need to seek forgiveness, bought roses at the Saturday morning market which gave a sense of tranquility, left them on the quiet doorstep.

    In the early morning sunshine wrote a letter listing my many shortcomings and begged forgiveness for unbecoming behavior and in the still quite morning left my admissions of guilt and apologies and traveled home again.

    The efforts of fasting have taken their toll and the way back maybe to far, my disappointment and disillusionment is of a depth never before fathomed but still there is a calm of sorts.

    There are no regrets, nor is their blame to be shared nor will I give up easily but still these depths of despair differ from anything I have ever experienced before.

    Maybe age, relinquishment of anger the certainty of former goals or forty years in opposition and rejection, yes, I suppose that might do it. The future looks bleak and uninviting at the moment and in this weakened state an unwillingness to grasp at straws and a lack of strength for battles ahead. Bravado has been replaced by weakness but not cowardice of that I am certain.

    There was always a risk of going to far but a tolerable level which I was prepared to take and the u-turn of Saturday morning surprised me, was not a conscious decision but when it was made I embraced it and felt relief.

    I am experiencing some unsettling complications at the moment and wish to leave my affairs in order. This all sounds extremely dramatic and I hope that’s what it is, dramatics, but one never knows.

    William.
    http://www.williamlewis.se

      1. Dan,

        Unfortunately I have pushed the boundaries further than planed, ignoring signs for some time now. This would explain my irrational behavior these last days, although irrational and unexpected as my conclusions were, contradictory to my previous standpoint. I am still at ease with my decision to accept full responsibility. The innocents’ involved will finally find peace.

        I should have realized this outcome previously as being the only logical conclusion, protesting discrimination or ill deeds with a powerful dishonest opponent in the public arena where pride and prestige are at stake. Assigning blame had no affect what-so-ever, lies and deceit, defamation of character also ignored, also in public view.

        Discrimination and lies go hand-in-hand and to admit to being the discriminated part is demeaning and probably one of the harder things I’ve had to do.

        My feuding partner and dishonest opponent is of course Thomas Andersson whom commissioned a fountain, which later became ‘a terrible beauty’ in memory of Mi-Lis Andersson, his mother. And whom promptly lost all sense of decency and courage, came crying, whimpering and sweating with imaginary chest pains once a week to my beautiful home and studio.

        Reneged on payments and when finally even with his wife’s help we couldn’t find a backbone or a pair of balls to prove his manhood ( although she tried and we tried and my son tried but to no avail )

        I kicked his miserable cowardly ass out the door. Sold my beautiful home and beautiful studio to pay this terrible beauty. I’m sure you remember Dan, I have mentioned it. And now to appease my children I’m letting him walk or crawl. But it will I’m sure it will make a great story of Swedish manhood!

        William.
        http://www.williamlewis.se

        PS The blinding headaches are subsiding and less frequent

        PS 10 roses were for him,’-)) what was I thinking,’-))?

  5. Hi Dan, The only thing you are guaranteed is a birth certificate an a death certificate, nothing is owed or you don’t owe anything in life , but you owe it to yourself , if you succeed you then won’t have to thank anyone either than yourself .
    Nobody can walk in someone elses shoes , or live like anyone to even comprehend or dictate either .
    I been here, there and everywhere in my life so far I’ve had 3 near death scares , 2 kids a job . Paralysed down 1 side of my body for a year ( broke my femar and umeras bones ) which I had to learn to walk all over again withextensive hydrotherapy & physio , Doctors said I would NEVER WALK AGAIN , but I DID , nobody could do anything or help me to recover and have the will to go the extra mile EXCEPT MYSELF . I wouldn’t change a single thing ( learnt the hard way )
    Another crash MY FACE was really bust up ( the bone under the eye and socket were fractured ) but, looking at me now you wouldn’t notice .
    My actual head-line in my head BROKE , I came out with LICE falling from my head and I even had chicken pox . I then had 6 pints of blood put back into me .
    In all my life I have only myself to thank , AS THE SONG GOES ” I DID IT MY WAY ”
    JO x

  6. Hi Dan, The only thing you are guaranteed is a birth certificate an a death certificate, nothing is owed or you don’t owe anything in life , but you owe it to yourself , if you succeed you then won’t have to thank anyone either than yourself .
    Nobody can walk in someone elses shoes , or live like anyone to even comprehend or dictate either .
    I been here, there and everywhere in my life so far I’ve had 3 near death scares , 2 kids a job . Paralysed down 1 side of my body for a year ( broke my femar and umeras bones ) which I had to learn to walk all over again withextensive hydrotherapy & physio , Doctors said I would NEVER WALK AGAIN , but I DID , nobody could do anything or help me to recover and have the will to go the extra mile EXCEPT MYSELF . I wouldn’t change a single thing ( learnt the hard way )
    Another crash MY FACE was really bust up ( the bone under the eye and socket were fractured ) but, looking at me now you wouldn’t notice .
    My actual head-line in my head BROKE , I came out with LICE falling from my head and I even had chicken pox . I then had 6 pints of blood put back into me .
    In all my life I have only myself to thank , AS THE SONG GOES ” I DID IT MY WAY ”
    JO x

  7. Hi Dan, The only thing you are guaranteed is a birth certificate an a death certificate, nothing is owed or you don’t owe anything in life , but you owe it to yourself , if you succeed you then won’t have to thank anyone either than yourself .
    Nobody can walk in someone elses shoes , or live like anyone to even comprehend or dictate either .
    I been here, there and everywhere in my life so far I’ve had 3 near death scares , 2 kids a job . Paralysed down 1 side of my body for a year ( broke my femar and umeras bones ) which I had to learn to walk all over again withextensive hydrotherapy & physio , Doctors said I would NEVER WALK AGAIN , but I DID , nobody could do anything or help me to recover and have the will to go the extra mile EXCEPT MYSELF . I wouldn’t change a single thing ( learnt the hard way )
    Another crash MY FACE was really bust up ( the bone under the eye and socket were fractured ) but, looking at me now you wouldn’t notice .
    My actual head-line in my head BROKE , I came out with LICE falling from my head and I even had chicken pox . I then had 6 pints of blood put back into me .
    In all my life I have only myself to thank , AS THE SONG GOES ” I DID IT MY WAY ”
    JO x

  8. Hi Dan, The only thing you are guaranteed is a birth certificate an a death certificate, nothing is owed or you don’t owe anything in life , but you owe it to yourself , if you succeed you then won’t have to thank anyone either than yourself .
    Nobody can walk in someone elses shoes , or live like anyone to even comprehend or dictate either .
    I been here, there and everywhere in my life so far I’ve had 3 near death scares , 2 kids a job . Paralysed down 1 side of my body for a year ( broke my femar and umeras bones ) which I had to learn to walk all over again withextensive hydrotherapy & physio , Doctors said I would NEVER WALK AGAIN , but I DID , nobody could do anything or help me to recover and have the will to go the extra mile EXCEPT MYSELF . I wouldn’t change a single thing ( learnt the hard way )
    Another crash MY FACE was really bust up ( the bone under the eye and socket were fractured ) but, looking at me now you wouldn’t notice .
    My actual head-line in my head BROKE , I came out with LICE falling from my head and I even had chicken pox . I then had 6 pints of blood put back into me .
    In all my life I have only myself to thank , AS THE SONG GOES ” I DID IT MY WAY ”
    JO x

  9. just a quick 1 , I’ve slept since then too lol , at the end of the day it’s dark .Fate you create yourself
    Your health you take care of yourself
    Learning you do yourself
    Experience is also learned by your goals , your wrongs and rights
    Your past is your future
    You do what you got to do in life
    To survive … is the hardest lesson

  10. just a quick 1 , I’ve slept since then too lol , at the end of the day it’s dark .Fate you create yourself
    Your health you take care of yourself
    Learning you do yourself
    Experience is also learned by your goals , your wrongs and rights
    Your past is your future
    You do what you got to do in life
    To survive … is the hardest lesson

  11. just a quick 1 , I’ve slept since then too lol , at the end of the day it’s dark .Fate you create yourself
    Your health you take care of yourself
    Learning you do yourself
    Experience is also learned by your goals , your wrongs and rights
    Your past is your future
    You do what you got to do in life
    To survive … is the hardest lesson

  12. just a quick 1 , I’ve slept since then too lol , at the end of the day it’s dark .Fate you create yourself
    Your health you take care of yourself
    Learning you do yourself
    Experience is also learned by your goals , your wrongs and rights
    Your past is your future
    You do what you got to do in life
    To survive … is the hardest lesson

  13. Typo;You aren’t owed a change to pitch your dream client.
    Should be “chance”. It really hits you being in the first section.

  14. Typo;You aren’t owed a change to pitch your dream client.
    Should be “chance”. It really hits you being in the first section.

  15. Typo;You aren’t owed a change to pitch your dream client.
    Should be “chance”. It really hits you being in the first section.

  16. Typo;You aren’t owed a change to pitch your dream client.
    Should be “chance”. It really hits you being in the first section.

  17. Just to share a bit of my experience, this is very similar to how I leave my life. I was told very early that I owe what I become because 1) it’s what I am that defines what I can be and 2) it depends on how hard I really want something. “People can show me the door, but I’m the only one to go through and find out.” something in that line, but so true.
    I just started my own business even though people thought I was crazy because I just bought a house, I quit a well paid job with full health insurance and because I have some minor health issues – as in not-life threatening but more like disabling slowly my abilities.

    Today I surely know one thing I owe it only to myself and the changes make me more alive every day than it ever did.

    Anyways enough about me, Dan those are great inspiring readings as always, thanks man.

    J

  18. Just to share a bit of my experience, this is very similar to how I leave my life. I was told very early that I owe what I become because 1) it’s what I am that defines what I can be and 2) it depends on how hard I really want something. “People can show me the door, but I’m the only one to go through and find out.” something in that line, but so true.
    I just started my own business even though people thought I was crazy because I just bought a house, I quit a well paid job with full health insurance and because I have some minor health issues – as in not-life threatening but more like disabling slowly my abilities.

    Today I surely know one thing I owe it only to myself and the changes make me more alive every day than it ever did.

    Anyways enough about me, Dan those are great inspiring readings as always, thanks man.

    J

  19. Just to share a bit of my experience, this is very similar to how I leave my life. I was told very early that I owe what I become because 1) it’s what I am that defines what I can be and 2) it depends on how hard I really want something. “People can show me the door, but I’m the only one to go through and find out.” something in that line, but so true.
    I just started my own business even though people thought I was crazy because I just bought a house, I quit a well paid job with full health insurance and because I have some minor health issues – as in not-life threatening but more like disabling slowly my abilities.

    Today I surely know one thing I owe it only to myself and the changes make me more alive every day than it ever did.

    Anyways enough about me, Dan those are great inspiring readings as always, thanks man.

    J

  20. Just to share a bit of my experience, this is very similar to how I leave my life. I was told very early that I owe what I become because 1) it’s what I am that defines what I can be and 2) it depends on how hard I really want something. “People can show me the door, but I’m the only one to go through and find out.” something in that line, but so true.
    I just started my own business even though people thought I was crazy because I just bought a house, I quit a well paid job with full health insurance and because I have some minor health issues – as in not-life threatening but more like disabling slowly my abilities.

    Today I surely know one thing I owe it only to myself and the changes make me more alive every day than it ever did.

    Anyways enough about me, Dan those are great inspiring readings as always, thanks man.

    J

  21. Great post Dan. I often tell clients if they have a choice between two (or more) options of what to do when conflicted, the harder choice is always the right one.

  22. Great post Dan. I often tell clients if they have a choice between two (or more) options of what to do when conflicted, the harder choice is always the right one.

  23. Great post Dan. I often tell clients if they have a choice between two (or more) options of what to do when conflicted, the harder choice is always the right one.

  24. Great post Dan. I often tell clients if they have a choice between two (or more) options of what to do when conflicted, the harder choice is always the right one.

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