Saturday 21 May 2011

Are You Dreamer, Or A Doer?

Are You Dreamer, Or A Doer?

How often do you think about success?

Do you think of the different ways you could attain it?

Or, are you afraid of it, maybe?

Sometimes it takes more than just the ‘doing’ to get to the level of success you pine for.

It takes thought.

And, a lot of times, those thoughts may come to you when you least expect it.

Do you keep a notebook handy? Maybe next to your bed. Or on a table by your side as you relax. I carry one with me in my right coat pocket.

Do you keep something to record your thoughts in the bathroom? You’d be surprised at the great ideas that spring to your mind while in the shower.

Or, maybe you’re not surprised. Maybe you just don’t note them down. And you forget.

Think about all these things. And start making records of your dreams.

But take care: It’s not enough to just dream. You need to be a doer, also.

Here’s an old article by Bruce Barton. You’ll see how the dreamers achieve, not by just dreaming, but by doing also.

Perhaps You Don’t Dream Enough

A certain man went to work for John D. Rockefeller in the early days.

After he had been there a couple of weeks, Rockefeller dropped into his office one afternoon and said: “Just as soon as you get this job organized I want you to look around for some one to turn it over to. Then you put your feet on the desk and dream out some way of making more money for the Standard Oil Company.”

It was a rather startling order for a new man to receive from his boss. Apparently it violated all the time-worn precepts of business progress.

Here was an employer willing to pay only small salaries to the kind of men who keep their heads forever bent over the desk, and reserving his big salaries for the kind of men who sit with their feet piled on the desk.

A curious contradiction of all the First Reader stories.

Yet there must be something in it: For on the foundation of that philosophy Rockefeller built the biggest fortune in the world.

As a matter of fact, there is a great deal in it.

The world would not have advanced very far had it not been for the contributions of its dreamers.

It would never have gained its steamboat, nor its Atlantic cable, nor its wireless telegraph, nor its electric light.

It would never have acquired any really great enterprise.

For a little enterprise may be rustled and worried into being: But a really great program or movement or business must be dreamed.

Over in West Orange, New Jersey, I stood one day in Mr. Edison’s laboratory, talking with him. And as we talked I looked out across the huge expanse of concrete factories stretching all around us.

Shop after shop, all full of men and machines, all turning out their special part of the product.

And a certain sense of awe came over me. To think, I said to myself, that all this huge pile of factories should have been spun out of one single little human brain.

Thousands of tons of iron and concrete and brick and mortar, all built on what? On nothing but one man’s ideas, and faith and dreams.

Most of the work of carrying on the world is necessarily hard and dull and routine in character: And for it the world needs us men and women who can steel our souls against weariness and monotony, and press forward with good cheer.

We are entitled to respect just in proportion as we do our work without grumbling, in a spirit of real devotion.

We can not by the mere wishing become Edisons or Watts: It would be worse than folly for us to pile our feet upon the desk and say, “Go to, now; I will not work any longer: I will dream a dream.”

But almost any one of us could vastly increase the amount of imagination that he uses in his daily life. The faculty of vision, like any other human faculty, grows through exercise.

It is easy to become so engrossed with the mere mechanics of business as to lose the habit of thought. Easy to say, “Yours received and contents noted” a certain number of times during the day, and go home with the notion that one has done a good day’s work.

When the really valuable work of the day could have been and should have been done under the shower-bath in the morning, or in the fifteen minutes’ walk across the park to the office.

One man in a million wakes up, like Lord Byron, to “find himself famous.”

But the majority of famous men are not taken unawares by fame.

On the wall of their minds hangs their own vision of what they ought to be and can be.

They are not surprised by success when it comes; because they have seen it coming, and planned out its coming, in their dreams.

Best,
Rezbi
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