The "Speed Racer" secret to mastering presence

 
 
You don’t climb into a T-180 to be a driver. You do it because you’re driven.
— Racer X, Speed Racer

I like speed.

Give me an open road, a delicious breeze, and some dope ass beats… and I’m in heaven.

And today I realized why:

It’s because, in those moments, I’m fully present.

And the same principle goes for the rest of my life, mission, and art.

When I’m moving at a good pace, when I’ve got momentum underneath my proverbial wheels, I’m connected and breathing and exhilarated and just… there.

But the opposite is also true.

When I’m slow and not getting any traction, I lose connection… get bored and distracted… and zone out on what matters most.

And it’s times like these… times when the needle isn’t moving and all hope seems to be lost in the quicksand of banality… that I know I need to go deeper and remember why I started in the first place.

It wasn’t so I could be an artist or a writer or a speaker or a ceremonial leader or anything at all.

I create because I’m a Creator.

I tell stories because I can’t not tell stories.

And I lead because it’s in my blood.

So I ask you this:

What’s burning a hole in your soul, demanding to be set free?

Not because you can or because you should… but because it’s a part of who you are.

Now, what are you willing to do about it?

And, even more aptly… who are you willing to be for it?

If you want my help in navigating the space between where you are and where you want to be, go here:

Hit me back with any Qs here.

Can’t stop, won’t stop.

N

P.S.:

Have you listened to this yet?