Your greatest enemy

Right now, there is a battle for your soul.

It’s really the battle of great vs. mediocre.

When we are presented with a business idea or an opportunity those around us usually tell us all the reasons we can’t do it.

But…

Sometimes it’s not others that say, “You can’t do that.”

It can often be our own minds.

In those times, our will is tested and we are experiencing the battle between our spirit and our mind.

One of rich dad’s favorite quotes from Einstein was:

“Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.”

We all possess both a great spirit and a mediocre mind. The challenge in turning our ideas into a million-dollar asset is often the battle between our own great spirits and our own, often-mediocre, minds.

Whenever a person’s mediocre mind begins to oppose their own great spirits, I always remind them of what my rich dad said to me:

“There are many people with great ideas, but very few people with great amounts of money.”

The reason the 90/10 rule (90 percent of money is made by 10 percent of people) holds true is that it does not take a great idea to become rich.

You must be strong in spirit and in your convictions to turn your ideas into fortunes.

I’ve asked my partner, Anik, to create a mini training for you explaining one of the “quickest business model to launch”. Watch here.

This training requires a strong spirit because it is going to show you how to start a business with just an email.

Can you hear your own mind telling you that that can’t be done?

Do you hear your spirit trying to overcome that thought?

Before you let a mediocre mind tell your spirit what can or cannot be done, spend the minutes to watch the training. Then see who rises above, your mind or your spirit.

To YOUR entrepreneurial spirit,

Robert Kiyosaki

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