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Write It Down, Make It Happen: Knowing What You Want And Getting It by Henriette Anne Klauser 

Several yard ago, I saw this book recommended in Making a Living Without a Job: Winning Ways for Creating Work That You Love by Barbara Winter. It sat on my list of books to buy for over five years. This Christmas, I was reviewing my list, trying to decide which book would be my “Christmas book”. Every year, we have a tradition where everyone gets a book to read. I finally moved it off the list of Someday to Today. The ironic thing is, once I started reading, I realized I must have checked it out from the library years ago, because I had already read it.

Still, it was a good refresher course. Some books need more than one reading and this is one of them. Klauser has made a study on how people get what they want. She postulates that the easiest way to accomplish something is to write it down somewhere, anywhere. The subconscious then takes over and works out a way to make it happen.

The book is filled with many examples of people receiving exactly what they desired. She isn’t suggesting that it doesn’t take work along with writing it down, but the chances of success are increased dramatically. There is something about the act of writing that helps clarify and bring the desire into focus. Then, once focus is achieved, things begin lining up to deliver the goal.

The skeptical side of me doesn’t want to believe it actually is that easy. The dreamer side of me says try it. I took one of my extra moleskine notebooks and started writing. I put down all sorts of wild desires. Some are concrete, like “I want to play French horn in a symphony.” Others are vague, such as “I want to do things and not second guess myself.” I decided to record the date I wrote the desire, just in case I want to go back and see when I wrote it down. I only have four pages filled so far, but it is enjoyable to go back and read them already, just a month later.

In a second section of the book, I decided to write down when one of those dreams are fulfilled. One dream I wrote down in early January was that I wanted to be a people manager again, leading a team to be the best they can be. That dream was fulfilled February 11, 2012, when I was promoted to Core Services Application Manager at work. That position didn’t exist when I wrote down the goal. About a week after I wrote it down, my director asked me how I would set up support of the application we are installing. A month later he created the position and I was hired. One dream down…

I have become a big fan of writing dreams and desires. I believe there is something about the act of taking a pen and paper, organizing thoughts and committing them in written words. It helps refine the focus and allow the subconscious to begging working on the way to make it happen.

This book inspired me to start writing down what I want. It also spurred me to changing the way I choose and write goals. I have already seen the effects of making goals that are geared toward achieving the desires I have recorded in my little book. I truly believe I can make some of those dreams come true through the employment of targeted goals. Others may happen by small miracles. I look forward o recording the fruition in the second half of the book. I eagerly await those entries.

 

Ron Knudsen and "the horn"

When I was fourteen, I started playing the French horn. Due to the expense, I borrowed a Holton Farkus horn from the school. I was able to convince the school district to transfer it to the high school with me. I was not able to convince them to move it to the university, but was lucky enough to find an identical one in their stock and I played that one through graduation five years later. When I moved to another city, the local high school let me play one of their Holtons in the community symphony for a couple years. However, once my daughter was born, my time became more limited and I ended up dropping out the symphony and lost my access to a French horn for the first time in over a decade.

Last year, as we were sitting at our first Timpanogos Symphony concert, my wife leaned over in the middle and suggested we find a way to buy me a horn. I think she was tired of me getting emotional every time we went to a musical concert. After searching for several months, I finally found the horn I wanted, a Holton 77 owned by a retired music teacher. He said he had played it for over 40 years. It was hard to buy it from him as it was a member of his family. He wasn’t sure he wanted to let it go, but in the end, he did, although he required pictures of me holding it before I left.

After getting it cleaned up (the repairman commented  on how good of shape it was in), I have been practicing, trying to get my lip back in shape. I have a goal to audition for the Timpanogos Symphony just as soon as I can handle it. I don’t expect to ever be back in top form, like when I went to Europe with America’s Youth In Concert, but I am already having a wonderful time. I have noticed a marked improvement.

There are lots of morals to this story. I think the one I have struggled with most is allowing myself to spend money on my dreams. Making music is part of who I am and playing horn has brought me some of the most wonderful experiences in my life. I love to perform and play and I have been denying that part of me for a very long time. I can’t thank my wife enough for pushing me to do this. I resisted for many years because of the cost – there was always something more important that needed the money. I appreciate her recognizing I needed to make music. I used to hate practicing. Now I sit and play until my lip gives out, although my family may be getting tired of the endless scales.

Next Friday I am attending my first concert since buying the horn and starting to play. I am eager to see if I still get all choked up or if I have finally found a release. I will make it into the symphony again someday. Once I achieve that goal, there is one more I have had since high school. I want to solo with the symphony. It is safely written down in my dream book. But one goal at a time.

 

Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson  

I think I killed Steve Jobs. I’m sorry everyone. I didn’t mean to, but I think it was me.

You see, I have been a Windows kind of guy for my whole career in computers. I bought an IBM XT clone for my first computer back in 1987. I knew about Apple computers, but I was a Microsoft guy, through and through. I left a mainframe computer programmer job to work on PCs. I wrote code on a beta version of Windows 95.

I listened to my artistic friends go on and on about how wonderful their Macs were and basically ignored them. When my son and daughter got into video editing, I broke down and bought them an iMac. I tried to use it, but I couldn’t figure it out. I guess I was too engrained in the Windows way of the world. I did have an iPod. In fact, I have had three over the years. I even bought an iPhone early last year because I was tired of trying to find a smartphone that was a good phone.

But back to my confession. I really think I killed Steve Jobs. I bought a MacBook Air on October 4, 2011. He died the next day, unable to withstand the  shock of my conversion.

You would think after my conversion, I would have lined up first to read Isaacson’s biography of the man who sucked me in. I didn’t. I resisted for a long time, just like I did with my computer. I knew I would eventually give in. I listened to my friends comment about the book. Much of what they said, confirmed what I thought of Steve Jobs. A couple of weeks ago, though, I finally decided it was time to find out the story behind the man everyone has been heralding as a modern prophet of innovation.

A few years ago, Steve Jobs requested Walter Isaacson, a reporter he knew, to write his biography. Isaacson resisted for a long time. He didn’t know about Jobs’ cancer and thought it was a project for “some day”. Every time Jobs saw him at press events for the next few years, he would insist he do it. When Isaacson learned of Jobs’ cancer, he realized he needed to get started. I am glad he did, too. The result was a uncensored view one of the most influential men of the century.

Jobs promised to not try to influence who he spoke with or what he wrote and he held to that promise. The more I read about Jobs’ career, I can see that must have been the most restraint he had ever exercised. Jobs was a controlling pursuant of perfection in every aspect of his life. He domineered everyone he came in contact with. He would inject his standards on every aspect of everyone around him.

The stories Isaacson tells confirmed all the rumors I had heard over the years about Steve Jobs. A tyrant to work for, he would scream and yell at anyone who didn’t measure up, regardless of their position or abilities. His employees knew that if they ever produced anything with a flaw, or sometimes even when it was perfect, there was always a chance Jobs would go off like a rocket, swearing, belittling and heaping on the the verbally abuse. He would even do it to other CEOs without regard. Even casual acquaintances or US presidents were not exempt: both Rupert Murdoch and Barrack Obama received unsolicited advice on their shortcomings.

He wasn’t any better with his family, either. His daughters were largely ignored. The family always took second seat to his first love: Apple. He did spend time with his son and even prayed that he would survive his cancer long enough to see his son graduate, but his three daughters did not enjoy that level of interest.

Isaacson offers a uninhibited view of why we forgive this poor excuse of a human being. In short, his brilliance in designing user friendly products is unparalleled. His drive for perfection created some of the most widely accepted products the world has known. His string of successes in quite amazing. The Apple II, Macintosh, iMac, MacBook, MacBook Air, iPod, iPhone and the iPad. Don’t forget Pixar. Toy Story, A Bug’s Life, The Incredibles and many others form an unbroken string of blockbusters. On the way, he built a dominant company, was kicked out, came back, rescued it and built it into the most valuable company on planet Earth, all in 56 years.

While I don’t admire the man for how he lived his life, I do admire the success he had in spite of all his personal weaknesses. I don’t hold him up as the titan others may do, but my hat is off to what he accomplished in his short life. I am glad he left extensive notes for Apple’s future and built a group of achievers just as committed to his dreams as he. I believe he did exactly what he wanted: build a long-lasting company and give the world amazing tools to express themselves. He made a convert out of me.

 

One comic I read regularly is Ink Pen. I had to laugh at this one. Sometimes I want to be a superhero and make a difference. Then reality sinks in and I wonder if it is really possible. Courage, lad. We can make a difference!

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