if you want to knit or learn Spanish, there’s a local meetup. but if you want to make a difference, well. memberships that can’t be described, can’t have webpages.
through 9 years of shipping i’ve received many emails like the one below. for the cynically curious these are verbatim, composite quotes.
“hi ryan, i’m a big fan of your work and how you don’t give a F***. basically i want to do what you do. so how can i connect with people like you?”
until today, i didn’t know how to respond. there’s no underground club; no secret cabal. the trick is to attract like-minded people to you, not the other way around.
sometimes i find an interesting entrepreneur on Twitter. i study them. i want to contribute to their work. maybe invest. i consider ways we could eventually take over the world together. but i don’t send them an email, asking to connect.
i treat the situation like a middle school crush. like passing a note during class, “do you like Jennifer?” sometimes literally.
public outreach makes it clear: i want to be in your orbit.
when the specimen sees my ping, there’s a 50% chance they’ll study me too. having 100s of published pieces (preparation) combined with outreach (opportunity) makes me very lucky.
people will trade resources for a piece of you. money is not the only resource, by the way.
before you take, give. perhaps for years.
there is no signup page.
people who claim all their success is “dumb luck” are liars.
say yes to every opportunity until you don’t have time to sleep. then say no until you have an empty calendar. then say yes to yourself.
you don’t need people to love you as much as your mom. only enough to invest $10.
don’t take advice from people who are less successful than you.
tribes in action
when i lived in Atlanta there was an indie farm that sold non homogenized milk for human consumption. something about it was illegal.
so every week they pulled up to a corner in the East Atlanta Village, anxious customers waiting. the nondescript box truck’s tailgate flung open, milk sold out quickly for 12 bucks a jug, and the truck sped off.
the tribe you lead is your ticket to freedom. to doing what you want, when you want, without regard for a spineless boss’s opinion.
but to lead a tribe, you need members. and you can’t go looking for them. they have to find you.
my new tribe
last week i started a newsletter… no. i kicked off a career in Korean media. i’m sending a newsletter to a) hold myself accountable and b) encourage others to pursue Big Hairy Audacious Goals.
if following a random dude’s Seoul struggles is your thing, join us. if it’s not, that’s OK too. it’s not for you.
* i hesitate to provide an example because it may dilute the message, but i can afford to be wrong.