From our Coconect blog:
A side of Steve Jobs we rarely see.
We love you. Too sad to write anything else.
Rest in peace.
October 5th 2011. Blogged & posted from…iPhone.
A non- medicated way to combat worries and anxieties, most of them unnecessary.
Help us not to be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, to present our requests to you.
Lord, today I bring to you my anxieties …
Thank you for the promise of your peace which transcends all understanding.
Amen.
When you let greed runs your business, sh*t happens. Let love rule instead.
After browsing a few pages in the bookstore, and I knew I gotta buy this book. I bought this few months back, with a special 25% voucher. And I swear this is my #1 book ever, another is Eat, Pray, Love back in 2008 but that’s another story.
In a start up business myself, I thought Delivering Happiness is gonna be a ‘How’to’ business book coupled with the CEO’s bio that I can learn from. (Hey, from zero to being married to Amazon for sum of a billion & more is awesome, yes.) But what I’ve got is a much needed boost in feeling alive- inside, and the crazy urge to wanna spread the happiness around. Of course, it had delivered the how-tos brilliantly and I am placing it as the #1 priority in my business- How does my company puts a smile on my customers AND their customers faces. And if we are not there yet 100% of the time, you’ll bet I am making sure everything is driven to meet that goal.
Today, out of nowhere, I received this box.
And it totally blows my mind away. Here I am far away from the land of USA, and Tony & his team actually actually took the effort to send this happiness box to me too, amongst others. All I did was at the spur of the moment, wrote to them and ‘applied’ to be their VHP- Very Happy Person, not even knowing does it exist here.
Why do you want to be a Delivering Happiness VHP?
The world needs to be a happier place. When I read Tony’s findings that beneath it all- whatever we are pursuing all leads to happiness, I was quite dumbfounded. That’s it! I am the queen of melancholy, but within me, a burning desire to be happy. Attended seminars, and has seen improvement when I did the mental shift. (Yes, love Tony Robbins)
Why do I want to be a VHP? I want to be (learn) a bigger person than myself. I want to be ‘the change I want to see in this world’. Perhaps many generations after, big lofty idea of (world) peace could one day be materialized.
Watched the Delivering Happiness Bus Tour DVD, and even though Bus Bus Baby is a ha-ha funny video, I had to stop my tears from flowing down. Was completely overwhelmed by the sheer passion of this movement (and man, the craziness!). All I could think off is, if Tony ever leaves the world (excuse me Tony, sorry sorry sorry), he leaves such a happy man as he has live his life to the fullest and has left such meaningful footprint to so many people.
And this is it, isn’t it? Meaning, value, connection. It’s about taking the effort to pick up the phone and call your friend, it’s about turning the goddamn TV off and talk to your family. Talk, not chatter. It’s about really giving a damn about your customers, (you don’t have to know their mothers), but hey man, you gotta at least be appreciative of the business that they are giving you, and SHOW that appreciation by giving greater service, keeping in touch with them, spreading some random kindness and happiness to them now & then.
Thank you Tony, thank you the fabulous team of Delivering Happiness, your (future) kids will/is super proud of you. You guys & gals had inspired the heck out of me. Love ya!
Melinda Yeoh
I need…comic books. beach holiday-chilled beer, good book, music. some dance. massage. good conversations with frens. dress up. manicure. extra pairs of hands & feet. a clone of myself. Tq
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Feel so alone. Even in the midst of busy-ness, calendar chockful of activities, to-do list overflowing, and never enough 24 hours, feel alone.
Dear God,
I have a confession.
Mr Steve Job (bless him) must have cast a spell somehow. I’m addicted to my iphone4, I’m addicted to my iphone4!. Yes I am! I’m addicted to my iphone4! (If you are familiar with Jerry Maguire, you will know this scene)
I’ve never been so organized, everything is sync-ed, almost everything is in the apps store! I can literally work quickly from anywhere without my netbook. I am Facebooking, Skyping, PingChatting, photo taking, photo uploading, ring tone creating, apps (free) downloading, surfing, oh ya, checking & replying emails, working in the loo, in the car, syncing calendars, taking notes, downloading more free apps, and yes, of course the customary games playing. And yes, I have TomCat too!
Thank you God for bringing Steve Jobs, Apple, Iphone to my working, personal & entertainment life! Amen.
Lying on the sofa, one leg crossed, one hand holding a drink, the other- Delivering Happiness book by Tony Hsieh. Same pose as when I was in kindergarten, I recalled my senior aunt told me , that’s how I drank from my milk bottle after school. Erm, I guess only now, the difference is there’s a beer mug in my hand?
Re-reading the book, flipping thru the pages. Never fails to amaze me, this guy & his entrepreneur craziness/brilliantness. It makes me feel less alone in this journey, and reminds me of the joy of building & growing a business that you believe in. Ah, the freedom of being able to paint on a blank canvas giving it life, pumps me up with energy & makes my eyes twinkle! (Erm erm, I supposed this is how some women with urge to have a very heavy tiny human growing in her womb feels? I can only guess).
Beer + a very good inspiring book, best combi in the absence of good friends around.
One day, I will visit Zappos.com in Las Vegas and meet Tony.
I reckon my blog could win ‘The most visually boring blog’ award coz I’m really too darn lazy to search for pictures to spice up my entry. Actually acting upon the crazy little voices in my head and writing them down is already a huge leap for me.
Today, today. As I was sitting on the living room floor, lights dimmed, beer chilling (er, is it human, can beer be chilling?!) in the fridge, listening to Leslie Cheung (yes, cannot meh); I stretched my old woman’s aching back. From a cross legged sitting position, stretch upper back down with arms in front reaching the floor. (No, I’m not teaching yoga). As my hands touched the floor, I gave my lower back a deeper stretch, and instinctively closed my eyes to enjoy the stretch, ugh. But, lo & behold, Melinda surprised Melinda when her eyes starts to shut tightly, a gush of tears were fighting to escape!
Taken aback, I sprang up blinking, what the hell was that?? I took a few deep breath to calm down. And again, the darn floodgates tried to prise open and let the weird tears gush out. I’m like going m*ther f***er!- as how I always am when I’m threaten, yes, that’s how grown up I am. What the @#^% was that Mel??
It’s a combi of business worries, work backlog, my yet to be successful planning & gift hunt for darling hubby’s birthday this Thursday (I’m so dead), and to top it off- found out daughter is telling her persistent lies about her school work again & again & again, angelic face & all but telling you lies without blinking her eyes. All rolled into a day, compounded from days, weeks, months.
Sometimes I think, damn it! I have to learn to step up, and not let things get out of perspective that much. If not, what am I, a rag doll easily flung with the slightest movement??
You think you are ok, then you are not. Then you are, then you are not again. I guess that’s (business) life & life. Only pig headed me forgot about nature’s logic, and kept fighting against it.
Well, it’s still some journey till I live up to my self-given warrior name – The Wind. (from one of the best seminar I’ve attended that opened my eyes to life & soul). That name came to me as I want to be that, as gentle as I want to be and flow with it or as powerful as I want to be and make things happen.
Till then, there’s always my perfectly chilled Anchor in the fridge waiting for me. Perfect companion to loneliness. Ahhh…