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If I hadn't lived it, I would think my life story was lifted from the pages of a Horatio Alger story.

It began with me sleeping on a dog eaten mattress in Queens, hawking flowers on street corners, handbags at flea markets and scraping gum from tables at McDonald’s. Until I was 26, I spent many nights on the curb of different emergency rooms, suffocating as the walls closed in while my mother waited hours to see a doctor. Again.

Even though we were penniless, a belief as priceless as it was indestructible slowly took root inside me. My beginning was not going to dictate my end.

Anything could happen in this great country if you could conjure three magical ingredients: a vision for your life, a plan to achieve it, and the will to pursue it.

I owe my entire career to a flick of a pen that became a domino. I needed to change our lot before my mother ran out of time, so I defied all the conventional wisdom in the world – and signed myself out of high school at 16. A high school dropout.

The plan was to double my measly $5 an hour salary working at a deli by being able to put ‘college student’ on job applications. I discovered there was no rule prohibiting a student from enrolling in college before their high school class graduated as long as they did well enough on their GED. My guidance counselor at the time warned me I would be branded a “loser forever.” My science teacher predicted an inglorious career flipping burgers at McDonald’s. But I had a vision, a plan, and the will to execute it.

After seven grueling years of taking classes at night at Queens College, working two jobs, I enrolled in Fordham Law. By 26, I achieved escape velocity out of poverty when I was named the youngest press secretary in NYC history. My mother would never benefit, as she died at 10 a.m. my first morning on the job.

Her death taught me another painful lesson about life: Do not wait! Do not waste another minute on this earth because it may be your last, and you don’t want to spend your dying breath regretting that you never took your shot.

Fast forward two decades later, I've gone from a high school dropout to teaching at Harvard Business School. From sitting on the couch watching Mark Cuban on Shark Tank to becoming a Recurring Shark alongside him. From imagining I was an NFL quarterback as a kid to becoming a Vice Chairman of the Dolphins.

I get asked one simple question over and over: How?

In my newsletter and LinkedIn Live show The Manifestor Mindset, I attempt to answer that question. It's titled with an admittedly suspect word - Manifestors. I define a manifestor as: someone with the ability to glimpse the future and the gumption to summon everything in and around them to manifest that vision. Someone who can chart a path on a distant horizon. No compass. No lights. Relying on just intuition, pattern recognition, and street smarts.

I get asked one simple question over and over: How?

In my newsletter and LinkedIn Live show The Manifestor Mindset, I attempt to answer that question. It's titled with an admittedly suspect word - Manifestors. I define a manifestor as: someone with the ability to glimpse the future and the gumption to summon everything in and around them to manifest that vision. Someone who can chart a path on a distant horizon. No compass. No lights. Relying on just intuition, pattern recognition, and street smarts.

In the beginning, their far-fetched prognostications always encounter resistance, even revulsion - that is, until an amorphous landmass in the distance begins to take shape and the first farsighted believers scream, ‘Land ahoy’! Naturally occurring manifestors are such a rare breed. Most of us dream big but can't execute, while many thrive on executing another's vision but are lost without a map.

The future belongs to the manifestors who can toggle between fantasy and reality, the world as it was, and how it should be.

For daily content covering cover the strategies to thrive in this new world order, to live a life of perpetual growth - and become the manifestor you were meant to be, subscribe to my newsletter and follow me on Instagram, Twitter, and LinkedIn.

If I hadn't lived it, I would think my life story was lifted from the pages of a Horatio Alger story.

It began with me sleeping on a dog eaten mattress in Queens, hawking flowers on street corners, handbags at flea markets and scraping gum from tables at McDonald’s. Until I was 26, I spent many nights on the curb of different emergency rooms, suffocating as the walls closed in while my mother waited hours to see a doctor. Again.

Even though we were penniless, a belief as priceless as it was indestructible slowly took root inside me. My beginning was not going to dictate my end.

Anything could happen in this great country if you could conjure three magical ingredients: a vision for your life, a plan to achieve it, and the will to pursue it.

I owe my entire career to a flick of a pen that became a domino. I needed to change our lot before my mother ran out of time, so I defied all the conventional wisdom in the world – and signed myself out of high school at 16. A high school dropout.

The plan was to double my measly $5 an hour salary working at a deli by being able to put ‘college student’ on job applications. I discovered there was no rule prohibiting a student from enrolling in college before their high school class graduated as long as they did well enough on their GED. My guidance counselor at the time warned me I would be branded a “loser forever.” My science teacher predicted an inglorious career flipping burgers at McDonald’s. But I had a vision, a plan, and the will to execute it.

After seven grueling years of taking classes at night at Queens College, working two jobs, I enrolled in Fordham Law. By 26, I achieved escape velocity out of poverty when I was named the youngest press secretary in NYC history. My mother would never benefit, as she died at 10 a.m. my first morning on the job.

Her death taught me another painful lesson about life: Do not wait! Do not waste another minute on this earth because it may be your last, and you don’t want to spend your dying breath regretting that you never took your shot.

Fast forward two decades later, I've gone from a high school dropout to teaching at Harvard Business School. From sitting on the couch watching Mark Cuban on Shark Tank to becoming a Recurring Shark alongside him. From imagining I was an NFL quarterback as a kid to becoming a Vice Chairman of the Dolphins.

I get asked one simple question over and over: How?

In my newsletter and LinkedIn Live show The Manifestor Mindset, I attempt to answer that question. It's titled with an admittedly suspect word - Manifestors. I define a manifestor as: someone with the ability to glimpse the future and the gumption to summon everything in and around them to manifest that vision. Someone who can chart a path on a distant horizon. No compass. No lights. Relying on just intuition, pattern recognition, and street smarts.

I get asked one simple question over and over: How?

In my newsletter and LinkedIn Live show The Manifestor Mindset, I attempt to answer that question. It's titled with an admittedly suspect word - Manifestors. I define a manifestor as: someone with the ability to glimpse the future and the gumption to summon everything in and around them to manifest that vision. Someone who can chart a path on a distant horizon. No compass. No lights. Relying on just intuition, pattern recognition, and street smarts.

In the beginning, their far-fetched prognostications always encounter resistance, even revulsion - that is, until an amorphous landmass in the distance begins to take shape and the first farsighted believers scream, ‘Land ahoy’! Naturally occurring manifestors are such a rare breed. Most of us dream big but can't execute, while many thrive on executing another's vision but are lost without a map.

The future belongs to the manifestors who can toggle between fantasy and reality, the world as it was, and how it should be.


For daily content covering cover the strategies to thrive in this new world order, to live a life of perpetual growth - and become the manifestor you were meant to be, subscribe to my newsletter and follow me on Instagram, Twitter, and LinkedIn.