Welcome to The Ian Golightly Cognitive Experience, hosted by a introvert who observes and connects the dots. Here you will find a mix of thoughts, meetings, brainstorming, speeches, interviews, fireside chats, and more.
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In the mid-90's of a hot summer day in California I found myself trapped in the backseat of a Hyundai as a kid many times as the driver abused drugs. My mother thought the man she was dating was taking care of me.We soon learned the realities of a challenging life. Challeges are my passion. It defines me. Entrepenurship is a journey. Are we on the same boat? If we are..GREAT! If not..there's plenty of room. No need to sugar coat shit. Just pure transparency.
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The top reason we never cross the finish line is because we deviated away from the path. In today's society many of us want to do a million things and many don't have the skillset to do that. If only they had focused and mastered what they were good at, that would make a huge impact. Listen for more....…
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Don't let something from the past hold you back to move forward with the future 💯. A breakthrough to leverage and get ahead.
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I'm having a hard time with the transition of change in my career. I know I'm not the only one in this position. But I've learned something through this experience. It's all about leverage.. 100%.
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The power of listening allows you to see the micro and macro perspectives of everything
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It's so easy to get caught up what people think that we hold back our true potential. Just caring and just do.
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"Friends" can be cancerous, just cut them out.
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Learning habits are more efficient than learning a ' disciplined lifestyle '
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Daily Dosage E.2- Don't worry about brand name
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Don't worry about your brand name but rather business fundamentals
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Every podcast has a beginning
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