Chicken Soup For The Soul: Look Out, Baby, I’m Your Love Man

This is one of the inspiring true stories I am currently reading from the motivationally moving best seller, that in Jack Canfield’s and Mark Victor Hansen’s Chicken Soup for the Soul 

Look Out, Baby, I’m Your Love Man

It is better to be prepared for an opportunity and not have one than to have an opportunity and not be prepared. – Whitney Young, Jr.

Les Brown and his twin brother were adopted by Mamie Brown, a kitchen worker and maid, shortly after their birth in a poverty-stricken Miami neighborhood.


Because of his hyperactivity and nonstop jabber, Les was placed in special education classes for the learning disabled in grade school and throughout high school. Upon graduation, he became a city sanitation worker in Miami Beach. But he had a dream of being a disc jockey.


At night he would take a transistor radio to bed where he listened to the local jive-talking deejays. He created an imaginary radio station in his tiny room with its torn vinyl flooring. A hairbrush served as his microphone as he practiced his patter, introducing records to his ghost listeners.


His mother and brother could hear him through the thin walls and would shout at him to quit flapping his jaws and go to sleep. But Les didn’t listen to them. He was wrapped up in his own world, living a dream.


One day Les boldly went to the local radio station during his lunch break from mowing grass for the city. He got into the station manager’s office and told him he wanted to be a disc jockey.


The manager eyed this disheveled young man in overalls and a straw hat and inquired, “Do you have any background in broadcasting?”


Les replied, “No, sir, I don’t.”


“Well, son, I’m afraid we don’t have a job for you then.”


Les thanked him politely and left. The station manager assumed that he had seen the last of this young man. But he underestimated the depth of Les Brown’s commitment to his goal. You see, Les had a higher purpose than simply wanting to be a disc jockey. He wanted to buy a nicer house for his adoptive mother, whom he loved deeply. The disc jockey job was merely a step toward his goal.


Mamie Brown had taught Les to pursue his dreams, so he felt sure that he would get a job at that radio station in spite of what the station manager had said.


And so Les returned to the station every day for a week, asking if there were any job openings. Finally the station manager gave in and took him on as an errand boy—at no pay. At first, he fetched coffee or picked up lunches and dinner for the deejays who could not leave the studio. Eventually his enthusiasm for their work won him the confidence of the disc jockeys who would send him in their Cadillacs to pick up visiting celebrities such as the Temptations and Diana Ross and the Supremes. Little did any of them know that young Les did not have a driver’s license.


Les did whatever was asked of him at the station—and more. While hanging out with the deejays, he taught himself their hand movements on the control panel. He stayed in the control rooms and soaked up whatever he could until they asked him to leave. Then, back in his bedroom at night, he practiced and prepared himself for the opportunity that he knew would present itself.


One Saturday afternoon while Les was at the station, a deejay named Rock was drinking while on the air. Les was the only other person in the building, and he realized that Rock was drinking himself toward trouble. Les stayed close. He walked back and forth in front of the window in Rock’s booth. As he prowled, he said to himself. “Drink, Rock, drink!”


Les was hungry, and he was ready. He would have run down the street for more booze if Rock had asked. When the phone rang, Les pounced on it. It was that station manager, as he knew it would be.


“Les, this is Mr. Klein.” ‘


“Yes,” said Les. “I know.”


“Les, I don’t think Rock can finish his program.”


“Yes sir, I know.”


“Would you call one of the other deejays to come in and take over?”


“Yes, sir. I sure will.”


But when Les hung up the telephone, he said to himself, “Now, he must think I’m crazy.”


Les did dial the telephone, but it wasn’t to call in another deejay. He called his mother first, and then his girlfriend. “You all go out on the front porch and turn up the radio because I’m about to come on the air!” he said.


He waited about 15 minutes before he called the general manager. “Mr. Klein, I can’t find nobody,” Les said.


Mr. Klein then asked, “Young man, do you know how to work the controls in the studio?”


“Yes sir,” replied Les.


Les darted into the booth, gently moved Rock aside and sat down at the turntable. He was ready. And he was hungry. He flipped on the microphone switch and said,


“Look out! This is me, LB, triple P—Les Brown, Your Platter Playing Poppa. There were none before me and there will be none after me. Therefore, that makes me the one and only. Young and single and love to mingle. Certified, bona fide, indubitably qualified to bring you satisfaction, a whole lot of action. Look out, baby, I’m your lo-o-ove man!”


Because of his preparation, Les was ready. He wowed the audience and his general manager. From that fateful beginning, Les went on to a successful career in broadcasting, politics, public speaking and television. – Jack Canfield

Begin your days with inspiration and read a motivational story a day through Chicken Soup for the Soul

(c) Musawenkosi Tshoaele, 2010. All rights reserved.

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Why I Don’t Wanna Be Broke And Lazy

I enjoy taking a break from my work life story so not to get too attached to the role that I play. It’s in those days that I remind myself that I am not my current salary grade. What I mean by that is that the company pays me what I believe I am worth. And since I believe that I am worth that, the company willingly pays what I believe my worth is to the company.
Ok so after a while, thanks to how the value of things seems to increase by the year, my ability to afford things becomes expensive, especially in comparison to what I earn at work. So it’s from that realisation that I think, “Hey! I should get paid more since the price of living is getting too expensive for me.” You then hang around more and more people who agree with your point of view and instead of walking up to your manager to ask for a pay raise, we form a union organisation and go on a strike demanding we get paid what we are worth.
The company turns around and says, “But you told us you were worth what we pay you.” To which we answer, “No that was a long time ago and things have changed. Pay we me what I am worth to you today.”
Maybe those aren’t the exact words we use but in essence I believe that is what we are communicating to the source of our income. This gets tricky because no matter what the company gives you, you will feel that it not enough. In truth, it will never be enough because you are worth more than your take home salary. This is something you know internally but you would get by with what you have, just like your parents did, until things get too much, leading up to you possibly going on strike again. With the possible idea of working towards adding a self sustaining income generating passive source of income, that makes money for you whether you are there or not – even in your sleep.
Just imagine having more than one source of income…what about an additional 10 sources of income producing R100 or R500 each? How about 100 of those sources of income….10, 000…? Ten thousand of those multiple streams of income would make you a MILLIONAIRE…
But that’s not the kind of conversations one would have during lunch with the other colleagues now is it? We would rather gossip, or talk about how unfair the workload is or where we are going to drink up this month’s pay.
All the while telling ourselves & others that things will be better, we just need to go apply for better positions and hope that we make it.
I’m just saying, wouldn’t it better to speak about ways to serve the public in effortless ways, i.e. going into real estate, stock trading, writing a book(s), opening a chain of restaurants, franchising, applying for tenders, registering a company that you would hire professionals to manage while you are at work, going to seminars or workshops that deal with doing the things that you love and getting PAID for it?
No, not with the guys I work with. Thinking like that is crazy talk because the fear, doubt and anxiety kicks in. Projecting as many excuses that would keep them where they are until the thought of progressing in life becomes too overwhelming that they push away the thought of leaving their comfort zones so to earn a fortune instead of making a living. This becomes too frightening to them.

“How You Feel About Everything Is What You Are Living” – Abraham

So they stick with what works and master the skill of beating traffic while the minority, like myself, look and study ways of living better than I currently am. That does not make me think I am better than them, actually I am grateful for what the do and act because I can use that as a measuring stick of why I don’t what to become…broke and lazy.
(c) Musawenkosi Tshoaele, 2010. All rights reserved.

The Emotion Of TRUE Desire

Why would I want something while holding on to the feelings of its absence?

The answer to question came back as:

Maybe it’s something you learned that as a kid. Feeling lack instead of abundance when you wanted something.

This way of thinking got carried with you to your adulthood.

When you wanted something, realizing that you didn’t have it at that moment, you usually, cried for it until you got it.

Success, no?

Maybe you learned as a child that desire is that feeling of lack you get when you want something.

You tell yourself that maybe if you feel that feeling of lack long enough, and maybe even complaining about it and hanging with other people who complained about not having it – so to feel a sense of belonging I guess – that one day someone would give it to you.

What I’ve come to notice is that during my complaining there comes a point when I feel that I’m struggling to get what I want.

And all of my life I felt that this was the way to go and that you can never get something without not having to struggle for it.

I am certain you too were sold this idea of “having to struggle for what you want in order for you to get it.”

Well, for me I didn’t much like the feelings of sadness, despair & frustration, to name a FEW, that came with struggling my way towards getting something that I think will make me happy.

As if to say I’ve earned the good from enduring the bad for so long.

I mean surely there is an easier way of succeeding, apart from doing the way it’s ALWAYS been done?

And there was…

There was a lady I used to work with who now works in a better position, with the obvious pay raise that comes with it, and an office facing the ocean.

And all she did was have a journal with her where she writes out what she wanted in life, but instead of feeling resentment for not having what she wanted, she focused on the feelings she would have once she received what she wanted, and then feeling those “future feelings” as she was writing them down.

She was feeling the feelings she would feel, right now, once she received the thing she was desiring.

Soon enough, with her daily & persistent scripting, the positive feelings regarding her goals intensified and she began to enjoy this new creation process.

And, as expected, from this daily ritual of impressing an ideal on the mind with emotion, grew inside of her the faith in believing that this goal she was scripting about will come to pass.

It so happened that she was led to an ad that said they were looking for someone who “almost” fit her experience and qualifications.

To which she said, “why not” and applied for the position.

She let go of the successful application and continued the enjoyment of writing her new life on her journal.

Next thing you know she gets a phone call telling her she’s being considered for the job.

This led to an interview over the phone, which she waltz through, & now she has the job, the money, and the work environment she desired (with the side perks of working with wonderful people too!).

The real power of near effortless attraction comes from the true desiring with emotion of the things you want in life.

Feeling Good As You Are Desiring The Things You Want In Your Life.

So let’s recap:

  1. she continuously wrote down what she wanted, cultivating the feeling of having already received it;
  2. she felt good as she was dedicating her time to literally write her way into the future she desired;
  3. then when opportunities came that called her to take action, she took action!keeping in mind to not jinx the process thanks to the faith she was strengthening

I find this way of getting what you want way better than struggling your way to it just because struggling is socially accepted.

And apparently she got the inspiration of this manifesting technique from reading the Dr. Joe Vitale book Spiritual Marketing: A Proven 5-Step Formula for Easily Creating Wealth from the Inside Out

Dr. Joe Vitale seems to write a lot, and I do mean A LOT, about things that have to do with manifesting the things we want in an easier way & how we can go about removing the things that block us from getting them.

You can find out more about him via www.MrFire.com.

~ Musawenkosi Tshoaele

How You Feel Attracts What You Experience, Whether Wanted Or Not…

Lighten up. Have fun with it!

Challenge no one about anything. If somebody is screaming in your face that you’re wrong, say to them, “You’re probably right”…

If somebody says, the world is coming to an end, say to them “Maybe, but aren’t we having a good time, today?”…

If somebody says, “There is a disease running rampant and it’s going to sweep across the Earth and it’s going to kill all of us”, say, “I don’t believe that is possible – because I know that Well being abounds…

I don’t believe that anything that is bad could over take over all this that is good. It is illogical… Well-Being abounds…

Oh, I think there are pockets where people have focused and caused a sort of shadow that is disallowing the Well-Being. I don’t disagree with you there. I think there are places where Well-Being is not being allowed – but I think it is minuscule in comparison with the Well-Being.”

– Abraham-Hicks

One of many diverse messages I receive from this Esther and Abraham Facebook Group