Formulas Make you Stay Stuck in a Comfort Zone.
Tl; DR - What got you here won’t get you where you want to go.
You have to break the rules and formulas at certain points.
Because change is constant. Growing is changing. If you’re not changing, you’re not growing.
If you’re not growing, you’ll be obsolete soon enough.
Contrary to what most people “feel”, I admire Donald Trump’s tenacity and his drive to be better.
Btw — he doesn’t drink; major props cause that’s huge self-control.
Walk around Chicago, New York City, and you’ll see towering Trump Buildings.
Because of his desire for growth. He’s hungry.
He breaks the rules all the time. He doesn’t stop at being a real estate developer. He evolved to become a media personality. He didn’t stop there, either. He evolved to enter politics to become the president.
The game never stops.
You only stop being hungry when you rely too much on following your sacred formulas.
Stay hungry.
Sabah Tourism recently rebranded.
It reminded me of the time I made the decision to evolve from being a blogger to being a community for MST.
Back then it was so hard for me to rebrand. I went through a mental breakdown.
And years ago I would complain when brands (my favorite ones) rebrand.
But now I know, rebranding is a form of growth for entities. Entities go through phases of growth too.
Growth is good. But growing is painful.
Rebranding is not a clear-cut, easy journey. You’ll lose old stakeholders for newer partners. You’ll temporarily lose your mind, and feel at a crossroads.
But you have to go through it. Because the growth rate afterwards will make the temporary pain (slump) so worth it.
Now, every time I see a business/organization rebrands, I smile. They’ve got guts.
“A business’ limits, potential, possibilities, and constraints all lies to the owner’s ambitions,” a quote (I read somewhere) that encapsulates this.
P/s: I’ve been looking at my past two-three year’s albums (I’m so old school I print photos till today), and initially I thought of this:
I’m scared of what feelings would resurface (traumas blah blah)
But what I experienced was the opposite.
Besides the internal turmoil, I smiled cause I like the fact that I don’t know who I’m looking at, in my photos. I don’t know myself two years ago anymore. I like the fact that I’m no longer her.
I have grown. I like to stay hungry.