So challenge limiting beliefs. Now, by the time the average child has reached the age of 18, they’ve had a half million negative impressions on what we call our disk. My disk, our disk, that’s the disk. I use this as a metaphor for the six inches between our ears called the brain. Now how many of you know negative people? How many of you will see them tomorrow? Here’s what I want you to tell them. You don’t want to hear their negative inputs because 80% of the people don’t care and the other 20% are glad it’s happening to you. Right?
You have to guard your disk and here’s a very important point. Never under estimate the power of influence. The power of influence; here’s a good question. Who is influencing you or what is influencing you? Who or what …
You have to be willing to challenge fear. We’ve all got fears. I’ve got them and it comes from my programming. The older we are, the more experiences we’ve had for which to base our beliefs. I’ll give you an example.
How many of you like dogs? Raise your hand please. How many of you believe that a dog is man or woman’s best friend? You see, I don’t like dogs. I’m not a dog person. Mostly it’s out of fear, right. I mean, there are four classes of dogs that I really don’t like: Rottweiler’s, German Shepherds, Doberman Pinschers, and Pit Bulls. The lady says, “Yeah, but mine is a Chihuahua. Isn’t she cute?” I said, “No, she’s got teeth, she’s got potential. I don’t trust her neither.”
Now where did it come from? It came from an experience I had when I was a boy. My mother takes me over to a friend of hers house. Ding, dong, ring the doorbell. The storm door swings open, a Doberman Pinscher squatting there proudly, I freeze in my tracks. The lady says, “Oh, don’t be ridiculous. Get in here.” He won’t what? He won’t bite? I walked in there that dog almost tore me in half; bit me in the crotch. I’m proud to say as evidenced by 19-year-old daughter and my 16-year-old son that everything turned out alright. But I’ve got a belief system you can’t trust, especially Dobermans, because they’re sneaky.
Fast forward now. On my disk, all these years, is fear about dogs. Super Bowl Sunday, I’m over at a friend of mine’s house named Phil Webb. Philip used to be a fire fighter. He retired. He used to be a trainer of dogs in Viet Nam. He used to train fighter dogs. He’s got a Doberman Pinscher named Chaka. He’s taught her to answer the phone. The phone rings and the dog brings the phone. Every time it rings, and brings it to Philip.
So Super Bowl Sunday we’re watching the game, right. Pittsburgh Steelers and LA Rams, got the chip and dip, hanging out. You know, we’ve got the Super Bowl on; 3rd and 15th on the 3, Steelers got the ball. So Philip is over here getting on my nerves. “What do you want, man? I’m trying to watch the game.” He says, “Well look, do you want to go with me or do you want to stay here because I’ve got some errands to run. Some of the guys are going. I’ve got to go pick them up, bring them back, and I’ve got to get some more food and bring that back. You can stay here or you can come with me.” I said, “Man, I’m not leaving. This is the Super Bowl. I’ll see you when you get back.”
Pittsburgh scores; he leaves. It doesn’t dawn on me until that moment that I’m locked alone in this man’s house with a Doberman Pinscher. Now dogs can sense fear, can’t they? I see her out of my peripheral vision, but I’ve been told just don’t make eye contact. For curiosity almost killed the what? It almost killed his cat. I make the mistake of looking, and when I did she looked back and she went [growls]. Now she didn’t sashay; she walked over like she owned the room. She took her head, slammed it in my lap, looked up at me and said, “Start rubbing.” So I started rubbing, and every time I stopped [growls]. I keep rubbing. I’m scared to death, “Man, what am I going to do now.”
Fortunately a few moments later, she hears the car door shut. Boom! She goes to the front door to see if her master is home. What do I do? I did what anybody would do that used to play line back in the Big 10. I went and hid in the bathroom. I hid in the bathroom and I read U.S. News World Report, Field & Stream and Motor Trend. One of the newspapers said that the Gophers just won the Rose Bowl. I’m looking at the wall paper pattern now; every four lines a rose, every four lines a rose.
This is stupid. I’m a grown man and I’m hiding in the bathroom missing the Super Bowl. Then I thought about something I learned in psychology. Psychology 101, University of Minnesota, it said when two forces meet, if rapport is initially established, the force that’s most congruent will influence the other force. I said, “Well, what does that mean to you?” It says, “Well, that means no matter how indifferent you think people are to your dreams, or your ideas, or your goals, if you desire to succeed is stronger than their rejection, then you will succeed no matter how long it takes.”
I got up enough courage to open up that bathroom door. I felt like an idiot. [Growls]. That’s not what I saw. [Panting like a dog]. She just wanted to play.
What was the fear first and foremost present in my own what? Mind. It wasn’t until I could challenge my fear, open that door, change my behavior, that I got a different result. The same is true with almost anything in life. Here’s the problem. Most people don’t like going through the process.