Do What You Love

One of my favorite subjects is on finding or choosing your true passion. One reason it's one of my favorites is because I'm the worst case there ever was of when-to-do-it! When is the best time to make your move? How are you going to tell your boss? How are you going to tell your wife? What can you say when your not happy with the $75,000 a year job? Of course the amount is not important. It could be $25,000 a year or $180,000 a year.

The important thing is it's just not you. You're always working for someone else. There is always a ceiling on the dollar amount. You're not calling the shots. How many times have you had to bite your cheek; I better not say anything or I might get fired! My mistake to me was I waited too long. I felt I would wait until the time was right! I wish I had not waited until twenty-five years later, instead of a couple.

I'll mention a few lines here just in case you had not heard my story. I'm sure it's floating around on the internet somewhere. But, anyway. I quit high school at the age of 15 and ran off to Sunland Park a racetrack in El Paso Texas. Now mind you that was a long way from Dallas Texas. You know, just a kid, it could have been just as well the circus or board a ship to be a sailor, or be a rock star, but whatever, it's what I decided to do! And, no one the face of the earth could change my mind once I decide I'm going to do something. How do you say it? Hard heads!

I rode up until I was about twenty-six. When I started I weighed about 95 pounds. I was a late bloomer just one to not finish growing until a later age. It just got to where I couldn't make weight any longer. Then, they came out with digital scales making it harder and harder to cheat. You know two fingers on top of the scales trick.

I was what you call a free-lance jockey. I didn't just ride for one stable. I rode for many. I never wanted to be tied to just one stable. One source of income. My checks came from eight to twenty or more different sources. If I and a trainer didn't see eye-to-eye about something, there was always another trainer down the shed role. It wouldn't break my bank. I hand my exercise-money coming in.

Some jockey's thought they were too good to exercise day mounts. They just rode the races. Then I had my race checks coming in. I also did a lot of off the main racetrack circuits at training farms. Breaking the yearlings and two-year olds getting the young ones ready for the racetracks.

This was another bad habit of mine that the injuries have came back to haunt me in later years. I would always ride the crazy's, the mounts that no one else would ride. One to not have very good sense (me). Go find that Coop guy, that's what they called me. He'll ride anything!

One thing I did do is to prepare myself for another occupation because I knew I would not always be able to ride. One winter I took up a technician school for the day I could no longer ride. The only problem is, there is a limit to how much you can make. There are, just so many hours in a day.

So as a young man I knew to have your income coming from multiple sources. I was far more a better businessman then. What happened to my own theory? Well, listening to other people and not doing my own passion. Of course I can no longer ride. But, it took me more than twenty-five years to come back around to what I want to do!

In network marketing, another jungle in itself, but with specialized knowledge it can be learned. And, there is no limit to your income. You can take any hobby or skill or art or whatever! There is a way to turn, that to income. I myself, the absolute worst at writing, see what I mean? It gets better with practice.

Turn your passion into bucks. I thought I would share some of my path, to the internet. And, hope that some of my reader's take from my experience, because I spent thousands in trial-and-error on the internet. Whatever your deepest core desire will surface. Until next time . . . the rest of the story!

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