Yes, somehow I know the only thing that will make this site successful is to keep writing. Somehow I know it’s all about content. Somehow I know this site, this project is all about me. Like Ford was from Henry Ford and like the Trump stuff is Donald Trump. It is not someone else, it’s just them. They were the face and the decisive force, not anybody else. And somehow they found people to do the work, to believe in them, to advise them. But in the end it was just one person who was the face, who was the leader, maybe even who was the dictator. So with Inspiration for Success it’s me, Guus. No one else and I can’t hide behind anybody else or democracy in the team or something.
So yes, I guess I’ll just keep writing, just keep doing things, until other forces, other people will take over what I have in mind. Until I can somehow convey my ideas to other people and inspire, or just plainly motivate them to continue the work, do the work.
So this weekend I started doing things again, like sending an e-mail to the CEO of Wikipedia. By sending an e-mail to Allan Sweeney again. By trying to contact Cesar Millan to see if I can get in direct contact with him to talk about success, and failure. To talk about personality, mood and suicide. To how he managed to become famous where I did not yet.
And I started writing again. And putting the sign up box in the theme. As the team can’t find the time, as I wasn’t able to motivate (or inspire) the team.
And yes, the team gives feedback, sometimes. And sometimes they do things. But in the end I still feel alone, but maybe that’s how all leaders feel in the end. Maybe that’s the price you pay for leadership, for taking a stand, for believing in something, for believing crazy things.
So yes, I guess I’ll keep on writing. I guess I’ll pick up the plugin stuff that hasn’t been taken over by someone else yet. As everybody is too busy (and I’m not). And oh, yes, how much I would love to be busy, love to do some paid work. But last week the prospect for a major project decided to choose another supplier. And I was devastated. As there is nothing else at the moment. Except some other small stuff.
And the guilt keeps piling up still. As I could have done, should have done some things. Some things that should have been finished weeks ago. And yes, I did have the time. Just not the spirit, not the inspiration.
So here I am, complaining again. Trying to get some attention, from the team, from the world, from you. But I guess that’s not how it works. That’s not how success, the success I have in mind comes into being. I guess in the end it’s just me, at least for now, and no one else.
Ah, and I forgot. I wanted to write about the virtual Master Mind that Napoleon Hill created. An idea that I finally kind of copied somewhere last week. Creating some advisers, some committee in my mind. And I did. They are Donald Trump, Queen Beatrix, Richard Branson, Napoleon Hill and Cesar Millan. And indeed, after a few days it’s starting to take shape. They do have their own personality. And they are starting to get their own ways. Weird, but I think they can help me, guide me. And indeed, I’m in control.