From Chapter 1: I'm AAA...
Warning! This section is written from a Type A perspective! (the way I used to be)
Being Type A is the only way to be, and people who aren’t Type A really annoy me because they tend to be slow, sloppy, unmotivated, emotional disasters that get in my way. If you want a full assessment to see you if you are Type A, there is a quiz in this book to help you find out. If you already know you’re Type A, you don’t have any time to waste, so let’s jump right in.
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From Chapter 4: The Outcome of A
The things that could fulfill me were things I didn’t have time to do since I was completely committed to my 80-hour/week job and career path of a champion. There are certain things you can’t do at home when you’re travelling for business every week, and it’s hard to have a personal life when you’re always at the office. But that was part of making the right sacrifices associated with long-term success, wasn’t it?
I had all the quotes of so many success “masters” running through my head, telling me that being dissatisfied with the status quo was a good thing; that I should focus on where I want to go; that the sacrifices of today are the payoffs for tomorrow; and that I should never, ever, give up. This was the prescription, and I’d followed the instructions perfectly. I looked at my Dream Board, and some of these images staring back at me had been there for years and I still didn’t have them. They were laughing at me. Betraying me. Mocking me. I’d been following the world’s formula for success perfectly. I’d done everything right, so where was my fulfillment? To add insult to injury, the prescription for success did not come with a side-effects warning, but if it had, it would have read like this:
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From Chapter 15: Transformation & Purpose
I had spent years asking God to bless my path, instead of trying to get on His path for me. I prayed for abundance and prosperity, but I didn’t take responsibility for my part of cooperating with His plans. I neglected to take into consideration that God was lighting His path for me, not my path for me. No wonder it kept getting dark. I can see it now, God and me in the dark woods and He’s got the lantern. I keep walking on a different path than Him, saying, “Come over here, God” and then wondering why He’s not blessing me, and it’s getting so dim and shady. God’s standing there with the lantern lighting His path for me saying, “Come over here,” but I keep doing my own thing on my own path, getting frustrated that God is not cooperating with me. What a dope I was. Everything in my life changed when I finally asked God to help me get on His path for me instead of asking Him to bless mine.
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