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No Competition

How do you stand out in the crowd?

How do you get heard among the myriad talking heads?

How do you compete in this challenging economy?

The answer is: You don’t.

You don’t need to compete. There is no competition.

Years ago, I had the privilege of studying with the late great adventure photographer Galen Rowell.  Late one afternoon, the dozen of us in the class set our tripods up side by side and, as the golden light faded across the Berkley Hills, our shutters clicked. We burned through countless rolls of film.

Now, one might predict that the photographs, made of this same vista, in the same place, with the cameras all pointed in the same direction, all at the same time, would be, well, … the same. But if you were to predict that, you would be wrong!

The twelve photographers came out with twelve very different sets of images.

Sure there was some similarities. But each of us had a different eye, a different view, a different interpretation, a different perspective.

And so it is in all our lives.

Each of us has unique gifts and talents; each of us has a way of seeing the world that is all our own; each of us has our own way of interpreting what we see; and each of us serves in a way that no one else can serve.

The problem is this: we lose sight of our own uniqueness. We get caught up in the noise of the marketplace.  We become enmeshed in the fray.  We want desperately to be picked, chosen, hired, retained.  And so, paradoxically, we try to blend in order to compete; we become vanilla; and in the process we become invisible.

As I coach and strategize with folks who are out in the marketplace, I see them trying on veneers; endeavoring, without success, to dance to others’ tunes.

There is something about our essential selves, I think, that scares us. Perhaps we fear that we will be found out, found wanting; found unusual or strange; that we will be judged unworthy – because we fail to conform, because we fail to fit in.

I remember struggling with this fear as a young trial attorney. I was told that, really, the only way to get new business was to play golf. I tried valiantly to play golf. I hated it. And I sucked. As the years went by, I realized that my clients came to me, not through golf, which I abandoned with trepidation, but through the activities that I truly loved: mountaineering, climbing, hiking, sailing, outdoor adventure. The golfers had their clients; I had mine.

My own coach Tama Kieves reminds me that when we are true to ourselves, our people will find us. Our customers will find us. The right opportunities will come to us.

There are a bizillion accountants, financial planners, physicians, network marketers, lawyers and life coaches. There is only one of you.

You can never compete on price. You can never out-Walmart Walmart. There is only one important point of difference among all the competition: you.

The truth is: there is no one just like you.

Trust who you are.

Give to the world the gifts that only you can give.

No one can compete with that.

 

Take The Easy Way Out

I was out on the rock face at about 11,000′ enjoying the view. The climbing was fairly straightforward, and flowed easily, even though I didn’t know the way.

My climbing partner was 100 yards below me and to my left in a narrow cleft.  He was trying a different approach and it wasn’t going well. I could hear him grunt… and swear from time to time. And occasionally I’d hear the scatter of rockfall.

After nearly 45 minutes of struggle, my partner emerged below me, conceding at last that the route that I was on was the right one.

I’ve thought of this scene countless times over the years. Usually, when we’re trying too hard – whether in the mountains or in life – we’re off route.

The right way is not always without difficulty. But there is a natural flow and unfolding when we’re on the path we should be on.

“We are rather like whirlpools in the river of life,” writes Charlotte Joko Beck. “In flowing forward, a river or stream may hit rocks, branches, or irregularities in the ground, causing whirlpools to spring up spontaneously here and there. water entering one whirlpool quickly passes through and rejoins the river, eventually joining another whirlpool and moving on. Though for short periods it seems to be a distinguishable as a separate event, the water in the whirlpools is just the river itself.”

Suffering, Joko Beck suggests, arises when we pretend that we are not the river; or when we wall off and dam up our own small eddies.

I think suffering arises when we paddle up stream.

Years ago, I took my boys to Disney’s Blizzard Beach. Encircling the outside of the park is a “ride,” a gently flowing river. You sit in an inner tube – and float along.

I’m not very good at Blizzard Beach. I get antsy. I want to paddle. Maybe even change direction. If there were Blizzard Beach police, I might go to jail.

Many of us like to pretend we’re in control. That we own the river. That through cleverness and craft, we can navigate and forge the way. Maybe even force the way.

But constant paddling saps the spirit and tires the soul.

Dan Millman writes, “Surrender involves getting out of our own way and living in accord with a higher will, expressed as the wisdom of the heart.”

What if we didn’t have to struggle?

What if we could trust the river, surrendering to the Great Flow of our lives?

What if the easy way was The Way?

This is an encore of this post originally published December 8, 2011.

 

If You Knew

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.   — Henry David Thoreau

A friend of mine died two weeks ago today.

Suddenly. Unexpectedly.

Another friend found him – but not in time.

He was a wonderful human being: intelligent, articulate, funny, gentle, compassionate and giving. He was a devoted husband; and an adoring dad. His impact on the world was reflected in the swath of the grief  – and in faces of the hundreds who lined up in the hot June sun to pay their last respects.

He was 56.

His death has haunted me so: Arbitrary. Capricious. Unfathomable.

Our children had come of age together.  We had so recently talked and laughed and shared a meal. We were close in age. And I saw in him an uncommon zest, and zeal for life.

I am certain that when he woke up that Thursday morning two weeks ago, he had no idea that it would be his last.

And I began to wonder, how would I live – what would I do differently – if I knew?

If you knew, would you let the warm shower run a moment longer down your back? Would you savor those first moments with your coffee?

Would you walk barefoot in the dewy grass? Feel the breeze across your face? Would you watch the light play across the spider’s web?

If you knew, would you harbor the grudge, indulge the guilt, hold the anger?

Would you check your email one last time? Spend an hour less on Facebook? Care about your Twitter stream? Drive quite so fast? Fret as much? If you knew?

What would you write, who would you talk with, what would you share?

Would you curse the moments at the light? Worry about the dry cleaning or the dishes in the sink?

If you knew today would be your last, would you make the call, heal the rift, hold the child, write the poem, paint the picture, dance the dance, sing the song?

Would you linger just a moment longer in your lover’s arms?

Would you get up early to watch the sun rise one last time?

If you knew?

 

 

Just A Little Further

“Another 20 minutes,” I’m fond of saying.

Most folks who have climbed or hiked with me have heard these words come out of my mouth at one time or another: when energy flags, morale drops, the terrain gets steep, the weather sours.

“Let’s just go on another 20 minutes,” I say.

Which, as those who know me well, is “code” for “keep going, stay the course, don’t give up, don’t quit now.”

(Also translated, inaccurately, by some as “stop the whining,” or “perhaps you should have given some thought to training for this.”)

And 20 minutes often means an hour more, or two or three; or another 3 miles; or perhaps another 1000 feet.

But staying the course, just a little longer, is often the difference between success and failure.

I’ve climbed above the clouds, stood on the most magnificent summits, crossed finish lines I only dimly imagined, and finished projects that seemed inconceivable at the start by just staying the course; by just keeping on keeping on.

Those of you have heard me speak know how much I enjoy the metaphor that Darren Hardy uses of the old campground hand pump: pump the handle and nothing comes out; keep pumping and still nothing comes out; pump longer and perhaps there’s a small trickle. But if you stay at it, if you keep pumping – and don’t give up – a huge torrent of water flows.

I love the little book 212º – The Extra Degree by Sam Parker. At 211º, water is just water. At 212º it becomes steam with the power to drive a locomotive. The one extra degree of effort, in business and life, separates the good from the truly great.

Gold medals and world-class competitions are won by just fractions of a second of additional speed.

And here’s an interesting truth: the farther you go, the higher your climb, the fewer the folks, the less the competition.

If you want to be different, Jeff Haden of Inc. Magazine says: “Be early. Stay late. Make the extra call. Send the extra email. Do the extra research. Help a customer unload or unpack a shipment. Don’t wait to be asked; offer. Don’t just tell employees what to do – show them what to do and work beside them. Every time you do something, think of one extra thing you can do.

And do it.

Staying at it means finishing the race, completing the project, launching the product, making the sale, rising to the top; it means serving others at the very highest level; it means teaching excellence by the examples of our lives; it means living and learning deeply what you are truly capable of doing beyond the limits of your mind.

So run another mile, write another chapter, make another call.

Whether in business, fitness, creative endeavors, adventure or in life, go a bit further, stay the course.

Hang in there just another 20 minutes.

It’ll make all the difference.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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