I have an actual, written five year plan. Who do I want to be? (Hint: I am already that man. I am systematically removing from my life everything inconsistent with who that man is.) That’s new.
I am tracking certain metrics monthly. Am I making progress? That’s new.
I am working towards my long-term goals daily. This is not so well focused but it’s happening through a simple method: my self-assigned exercise, no matter what; my self-assigned three hours daily on business, no matter what. That’s my daily plan. Other things fall in around it.
All of this is imperfectly done. Yesterday me was not a planner, a tracker, an aimed arrow. Yesterday me was vague, a whirring bundle of action ridden by a jockey with mood swings.
Today me? I am doing. Directionally correct and learning how to plan and how to execute as I go.
Discipline. And what is upstream of discipline? Truth. Or as Emmet Fox called it, “Your Heart’s Desire.” That thing inside that you secretly dream but seems so inconceivable that you can only turn away with sadness, and distract yourself with pointless, destructive actions. Because thinking of your heart’s desire makes you sad.
Seek that truth. Embrace it. Bring it into the light. Write down your heart’s desire, visible, so your eyes can see it on the page. Immediately do something, anything. Anything that moves you even one millimeter toward your dream.
Move your body and your mind will follow.