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Enlightenment but not success

Hi Bijan,   Ok, this is just needing to happen now, regardless of my work load. This keeps popping into my head, to the point where I feel I can’t breathe until I write it down. Please feel free to edit as you see fit. So here goes….   I’m not sure that my story after last week is one of success, as much as one of a re-awakening. How many people remember the adage “We are our own worst critic”? Well, last week’s seminar reminded me of that.   There I was, walking into a room full of confident, assured, professional, happy people. What in the world was I doing, thinking that I belonged with this group? Then we did the exercise about what our main goals for the program were. I was amazed by the people who stood up and explained why self-confidence was their main goal. I couldn’t believe it! How could this be? These were people that showed so much confidence, it made me squirm and want to hide in a corner. And here they were, proclaiming their lack of confidence.   Then the lightening bolt struck. Not only are we our own worst critics. For some reason, we all seem to wear glasses that refuse to allow us to see in ourselves what others see in us. In my case at least, when people said I show confidence, I laughed to myself and thought they were either being kind, or were just plain crazy. Little do they know. Yet, somehow, for some reason, they see confidence. Is it really there and I am just not seeing it because of the glasses I am wearing?   After the session, I set myself a task. I would not just laugh to myself when someone said something about me that I did not see in myself. I would try to take off my glasses and see if I could find that something in myself. I must admit, I feel like I have bitten off more than I can chew here. However, this task is at least forcing me to realize that maybe I’m not as bad as I really think. Maybe there is something there, and I should learn to embrace it and let it become a part of the “real” me.   Cindy

Let the games begin!

We have all read a self-help book, seen a slogan, or listened to a speaker that offers motivational as well as inspirational tidbits to create a more successful, happier, you. We get energized and begin making plans of change filled with the best of intentions. We know what we have to do. But do we truly know the most appropriate way to go about it? Moreover, there is a huge difference between thinking about change and actually acting on those thoughts. For that reason, Bijan’s Drive to the Prize program has been crucial in getting the ball rolling in my life by compelling me to take action by way of his contagious enthusiasm and particularized instruction. I trust his expertise and have chosen to give my all to this program and I commit to do what it takes to get what I want for my life. Let the games begin!

Memories… As we were gently pulled away from the safety of our comfort zones by combining our left and right brain hemispheres through the use of verbal and visual cues while acting out a number of objects in the room through gestures, I couldn’t help but feel gratitude that we were allowed to remain seated. While attempting to commit those fifteen objects to memory, the gentleman next to me kept saying “garage” instead of “rock”. I wanted to correct him, but instead I chose to let him figure it out on his own. A few minutes later he asked what the first word was. I politely stated, “rock” and felt proud of myself for not acting on my urge to tell him he was wrong. It is not my place to fix everyone and everything. I found it quite sweet and comical actually, like when I realize I’ve been singing the wrong words to a song all my life. What’s more I will now think garage and rock when considering that exercise, recalling sixteen instead of fifteen words. I am one up on everyone already!

The walls came tumbling down… While evaluating the questionnaire that was intended to offer insight into possible areas of inadequacy, I quickly realized that I was deficient to some degree in virtually all four categories. In order to select just one of my incompetence’s to share with the group, I chose the one I had the most difficulty owning: my successful ability to persuade others not to view me as a leader. And then I silently agonized while anticipating my turn.

Each member of the group stood before the room and stated their name, the area in which the greatest transformation was needed, and what had brought them to that realization. As each person humbly revealed their imperfections to a room full of near strangers, a compassionate energy filled our space and we began to see one another for the truths that hid behind the masks we had all adorned that day. Our disclosures bonded us together as a group and instilled trust among the members. I gained a greater respect and understanding for my fellows as a result of their honesty. As for me, I left with my dignity still intact and perhaps a little integrity.