FLASH B-School Scholarship Contest!
23 Feb 17
Did you think I forgot?
Not. A. Chance.
If you’ve been a subscriber for a while now, you know that no B-School registration period is ever complete without my own video scholarship contest.
In a perfect world, everyone would have the dough to plunk down on a $2000 course. But that’s simply not the case.
That’s where I come in.
I can sit here all day and write to you about all of the breaks I was given in life. Whether it be the private school education I received for free as part of the tuition assistance program, or the food programs that kept my family fed in times of need.
Paying it forward has always been a big deal for me. Which is why I always relish the opportunity to help one ultra-motivated, aspiring entrepreneur move closer to his or her dream through our annual B-School scholarship.
Here’s how it works:
Step One: Create a video (no longer than 3 minutes) telling me who you are, what your business dream is, and why you want to go to B-School. Upload it to YouTube.
Step Two: Send your YouTube video link to [email protected] no later than this Sunday, February 26th at 11:59pm Pacific Time. No late videos will be accepted.
A couple things to keep in mind:
1. You must be in the video. No cartoon characters or voice-overs. Get out of your comfort zone. I want to see YOU front and center!
2. Be sure to set your video to Public viewing. If it is set to Private, I will not be able to view it. And that would be a shame!
3. Any videos longer than 3 minutes will not qualify for the scholarship. Keep it tight.
4. BIG ONE! This contest is not affiliated with the official B-School scholarship contest. If you entered the official contest, please DO NOT send me the same video. Last time I did this, I was starting to think my name was Marie. :-)
How I Make Money.
(The Honest Truth)
10 Feb 17
It’s a question I get all the time …
“How do you make money doing a FREE podcast?”
Honestly, the way I earn a living is so unconventional I seldom feel like explaining it. And when I actually do take the time to break it down to someone, they either think I’m lying, that it sounds way too good to be true, or their eyes glaze over about twelve seconds in.
But seriously, I feel like if more people knew how I earned a living, there might be way less people sitting in traffic every morning headed to jobs they hate. They’d have more time to spend with loved ones. And they’d be able to contribute to the world in the most remarkable ways.
I mean, if you really think about it, about 90% of the emails I send you have no product offer. No sales pitches. Just FREE content that helps people, without some kind of underlying agenda. It’s truly what I love to do.
But I also have to earn a living. Of course I can’t buy food or pay my mortgage with Les Brown clips and Bob Proctor interviews, ya know.
So let me pull back the curtain and show you how this whole thing works in 5 simple steps.
Lessons from a LONG Vacation.
15 Jan 16
I was off to a rough start, knee-deep in what author Martha Beck calls “the space between stories.” That weird purgatorial place where a chapter in the book of your life has run out of words and the next chapter has yet to be written.
The blank page. It can be a waste of a tree, or the dawn of possibility. A moment to reflect and be grateful for what was, or a terrifying reminder of the uncertainty of what’s to come.
It is in this space that the fear of the unknown resides, prodding us to mindlessly scribble where the last chapter left off. The postscript returns us to safety and familiarity. We can remain there in perpetuity, avoiding the blankness of the space between. Yet we will always be haunted by what awaits us on the other side.
Truth be told, I have no idea what I’m doing right now, other than being myself. Two months ago, I even found that (simply being me) difficult to do. I had uploaded the 348th and final episode of Underground Wellness Radio, written one last email to my subscribers, and was DONE. Seven years of my life, over.
In hindsight, I had been done for about a year or so. Mentally, at least. I was scribbling in the postscript, interviewing health experts because it was expected of me. Because I knew I was helping people get their health back. Because I knew I was good at it. And of course, because the money was good. Life-changing, in fact.
But I was depleted. The final paragraphs of my Underground Wellness chapter were lifeless chicken scratches. The once-enthusiastic tone had gone dark and borderline angry.