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C.J. Hayden -- From Runaway to Best Selling Author,
Successful Businesswoman and Catalyst for Today's Heroes:
I am working on writing up C.J.'s bio. In the meantime,
here is a lovely speech she gave that will give some
great background on who C.J. is and what she stands
for.
The Place to Look
for Courage is in Your Heart -- C.J. Hayden, MCC
Most of you know me as a best-selling
author and a successful businesswoman. People often
tell me that I make success look easy, but life didn't
start out that way for me.
When I was 15 years old, I dropped
out of high school and ran away from home. Now, no child
does something that drastic if things are good at home,
but what I'd like to talk about tonight is what happened
after I left.
I stuck out my thumb in Boston
and hitchhiked across the continent and across the border.
I didn't stop until I got to the west coast of Canada,
because my plan was to go so far and so fast that no
one would ever find me. Where I ended up was living
on the street.
You've seen hundreds of kids
like me, maybe even on your way here tonight. I survived
by eating in soup kitchens, begging food from strangers,
and eating other people's leftovers. I ate meals with
everyone from the Salvation Army to the Hare Krishnas.
I panhandled for spare change, and ran errands for hookers
and drug dealers. I slept in shelters, on rooftops,
in abandoned cars, and on the beach. I lived on the
street for almost a year before I finally managed to
find work that paid enough to get a place to live.
I overhear people sometimes
who see kids begging on the street corner and ask, "Why
don't they get a job?" I smile and shake my head.
The people who ask that question have no idea how hard
it really is to get off the street once you find yourself
there. Imagine what it would be like for you to find
work with no education, no job skills, no work experience,
no Social Security card, no address, no phone number,
no place to take a shower, no clean clothes, no alarm
clock.
I got odd jobs now and then,
cleaning bathrooms in vacant apartments for a landlord,
putting Kentucky Fried Chicken in boxes on a sale day,
handing out flyers for a massage parlor. But it took
many months to get a real job and a room in a shared
apartment.
In later years, when I would
tell my story, people would say to me, "Wow, you
must be very brave."
"No," I would reply,
"Not me. I was terrified the whole time."
That was before I learned the truth, the truth I'm going
to tell you right now.
Courage is not the absence of
fear; it is the power to take action while being afraid.
I was terrified, but I did what
I needed to do anyway. I needed to eat, sleep, and keep
warm and dry, so I found ways to do those things even
though I was often frightened of the people I had to
deal with or the surroundings I had to put myself in.
For three years after I got
off the street, I lived a hand to mouth existence at
minimum wage jobs, struggling to survive from paycheck
to paycheck. I ate pasta and vegetables bought for pennies
at the farmer's market. I altered cast-off clothing
by hand so I could have enough work clothes. When I
didn't have money for the laundromat, I washed my clothes
in the bathtub. I walked across town to work in the
wintertime because I didn't have the subway fare. I
counted out quarters in order to make the rent, and
when I couldn't pay rent, I slept on someone's couch
or floor. I was determined that nothing could make me
end up back on the street.
But I wanted something better
for myself, just like all of you.
I took a risk and asked a stranger
to take a chance on me; to give me a better job. He
surprised me by saying I could start next Monday...
but I needed a high school diploma. It looked impossible.
Taking the tests for a GED took five days, and I only
had four.
So I took another risk. I asked
another stranger for help. "Give me two of the
tests in one day," I said. "I'll do the best
I can." Another surprise -- they were easier than
I thought. Even though I only had half as much time
to take them, I passed them both, and the others as
well. I showed up on Monday with my diploma.
I went on to go to college,
at night, while I worked full time to support myself.
Eventually, I earned my bachelor's degree. It took me
ten years.
I took a lot of risks during
that time. I asked for raises and promotions, and didn't
always get them. I changed careers twice, and the second
time started over at entry level in order to do it.
I started a business... and failed at it. But through
it all, I kept going. I wanted something better for
myself, and I was willing to do what it took to get
it.
That's what courage really is.
You know, the word courage comes
from the French word "coeur" which means heart.
Courage literally means to have heart. If you love what
you are doing enough, if you have enough heart, then
you will have the courage to do what needs to be done.
Without heart, everything looks
impossible, life is a struggle, you are too afraid to
take risks... so you never get what you want.
Sometimes people say to me about
my time as a runaway, "You were so lucky. What
if something had happened to you?" I know what
they're thinking. Young girls on the street do get taken
advantage of, become victims of violence, get addicted
to drugs and alcohol. But you see, all those things
did happen to me.
I was raped my second week on
the street. But the next time someone tried it, I had
learned how to fight back. I was taken advantage of
in a thousand different ways. Each time I learned something
about how to better protect myself. I did get addicted
to drugs and alcohol. But I learned how to fight that,
too. And eventually I won that battle, even though in
some ways it was the hardest one of all.
I know other people who had
a tough early life, and many of them are bitter. The
battles they fought have hardened their hearts, and
there's no room there for anyone or anything else. So
there's no room there for courage. They have to rely
on toughing it out. Life remains a struggle for them.
They may be successful, but they never make it look
easy. Toughness can come from the gut, but courage must
come from the heart.
If you love what you do, you
can have courage. If you love who you do it for, you
can have courage. If you love who you are as you work
and live, you can have courage. Without that love, all
you are left with is struggle.
When I finally earned my bachelor's
degree, I thought, "Now I have everything I need.
I can start another business and be successful this
time." So I took another risk... and failed again.
My business wasn't successful, and you'll laugh when
I tell you why. Here I am today, the marketing expert,
author of "Get Clients Now!" and my business
failed because I couldn't figure out how to get enough
clients.
But there was something else
wrong with that business, and it took a while before
I could see it. I got another job, the pay was good,
the benefits were great... but my heart wasn't in it.
And that's when I realized what was wrong with my two
failed businesses -- my heart wasn't in them! I didn't
love what I was doing, so when the going got tough,
I gave up. Without my heart to turn to, I had no courage.
Courage is what enables you
to face danger with determination. It's what sustains
you when everything goes wrong. It's what Harriet Beecher
Stowe called on when she said, "When you get into
a tight place and everything goes against you, till
it seems as though you could not hold on a minute longer,
never give up then, for that is just the place and time
that the tide will turn."
When I realized what was wrong
with my first two businesses, I knew just what I needed
to do to set it right. I had to work with people I loved
-- creative, independent-minded entrepreneurs, doing
work I loved -- writing, teaching, and coaching, and
I would once again love myself enough to have the support
of my heart.
So I took what may have been
the biggest risk of all. I gave up a six-figure income
and a secure retirement to start a new completely untried
business. All I had to rely on was my heart and the
words of Marsha Sinetar: "Do what you love and
the money will follow."
There were several times in
the early years when I wasn't sure I could make it.
I had invested a lot to create the business I really
wanted, and I watched my reserves dwindle while I searched
for the right formula to deliver products and services
to my chosen market at a price they could afford. At
one point, the combined balance of all my bank accounts
was less than a dollar, my credit cards were maxed out,
and I sold a piece of jewelry to buy groceries.
But my heart said, "Keep
going," so I did. And it was then that the tide
turned.
I've been in this business ten
years now, and never been happier in my life. I get
to do the work I love, and make a good living at it.
And I never work so hard that I don't also have time
for a life. How can anyone ask for more than that? And
considering where I came from to get here, this is heaven
on earth.
All of you here tonight have
chosen the same path that I did. You took a risk and
started a business. As an entrepreneur, again and again
you will need to take risks. You will need to gamble
over and over again that the choice you are about to
make is the right one. And for that you will need courage.
When that time comes, remember
always that the place to look for courage is in your
heart.
Copyright
© 2002 C.J. Hayden
C.J. Hayden is the best-selling
author of Get Clients Now! and Get Hired Now! and a
frequent speaker on topics of right livelihood, service
to others, and social entrepreneurship. Read C.J.'s
blog at www.howtobecomeahero.com.
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Copyright 2007 Lia Grimanis all rights reserved
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