More than anyone else, he inspires me to be real in my writing — to share the good, the bad, and the ugly. It eventually stops your writing dead in its tracks. Meeting people that already know you is interesting enough. Now imagine if they know another you. I devoured it in one sitting on a travel day, almost missing one of my flights because I had tuned everything else out. If you read anything, read this book.
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In AA: One person describes how she jumped out of a four story building and hit some sort of deck on the way down, bounced, and when she landed she was not dead obviously but had broken every bone in her body. Nothing like that has ever happened to me. I never tried to kill myself. But I looked it up. I studied it. Almost everyone who leaps off a bridge regrets it on the way down. We only know this, of course, from the survivors. Maybe they did not have enough commitment to the task.
Maybe the ones who killed themselves were gifted with a strange determination the rest of us can only hope for. I found one pill fairly easy to get from the doctor. I researched. If I took the whole bottle, there was a high likelihood I would die. Then my kids could get my life insurance. But would I risk it? What if you just end up brain damaged for life. They can keep people alive forever now. At first he stopped doing any kind of facial recognition. Then he would just look at the ceiling so I taped a chess board to the ceiling.
I hoped he would solve the position. Queen to Knight 8. And like pins in the lock of a safe, everything would roll into place and his brain would wake up.
But he never focused on the board. Then he got bed sores. Then he got a heart attack. Then he died. Things cycle. Things sometimes go down, then they go down more.
And then it gets worse. Things can go down forever. Eventually they always do. It compounds. One thing becomes two. Two becomes Four. And so on. Life compounds. For me it started to compound when I did just one small thing a day. Then those small things would turn into opportunities. Then they would turn into actions. Then they would turn into executions. Make a click. Write down one page of random journaling. Send an email with an idea. Eat well.
I started to write ten ideas a day. I took a walk. I kept in touch with friends. I wrote to strangers and sent them my ideas.
I was grateful when people started to respond. I followed up on two of the responses. I started to write for a living. I started a new business. I outsourced the development to India. After months, then years, things started to kick in. I would do one thing that makes me uncomfortable each day. This is how you carve out freedom in the prison around you. One thing creative each day. Read about creative people and you will start to do creative things.
One thing that strengthens any of my relationships. And am I happy now? Life is chaos and The Simple Daily Practice is my small attempt to order it. Somewhere in the middle is contentment and freedom. Your life starts to compound into helping the people around you. Like a pebble rippling out from the middle of the ocean, the waves eventually hit all shores. You achieve impact. By submitting your email address, you will receive a free subscription to Altucher Confidential.
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The Simple Daily Practice and How It Saved My Life
Uncategorized May 9, The book is written by James Altucher. Let me start by saying this is not a review of the book but rather an explanation of the top three things I got from the book. I am a small business owner and am always looking for new things to read that will inspire me to be better at what I do. This book has left what I hope will be a lasting impression on me. The big lesson I got from this book is all about the "The Daily Practice". This is something he breaks down many times.
On Daily Practice with James Altucher
I wrote a blog post last week that was so bad I had to delete it. This post is a day late. A large one. How does that even happen? The other day I parked my car on the street and left it running with my computer inside. Which makes it hard to wake up in the morning to get my kids ready for school and out the door.