How is it even possible? How could it be? A cynical, hard-edged, jaded kid from Boston couldn’t possibly be a “heart-based” entrepreneur! Gimme a break! I spent ten years in the cut-throat entertainment business; I was a bigwig (or at least a medium wig) in Hollywood; I rolled over anyone and everything in my path in my ascent to the corner office. I ruled my department of 25 people with an iron fist. I took great pride in the fact that – in the words of my idol Niccolo Machiavelli – I would rather be feared than loved. I had finally made it in Hollywood – I was the Grinch and I was in my glory!
So what the devil am I doing back here in Southern California, ten years later, at Nancy Marmolejo’s event called “I Heart My Biz,” searching for my “profitable essence” in a room filled with amazing, savvy and successful “heart-based” entrepreneurs? Has the world turned upside down?
What’s even more ironic is that these folks are now my peeps! They have become my colleagues, my clients and my friends. Somehow, I’m in my element. Ten years after my self-imposed Hollywood exile, I’ve guess I’ve gone soft. Somewhere between raising my now 12-year-old twins, living in rural, small-town New England and taking up Yoga, this goomba, wiseguy wannabe turned into Mr. Hear of Gold. I feel like the Grinch when his tiny heart grew three sizes and he saved Christmas. Holy crap, I think I’ve become one of them… A heart-based entrepreneur!
Alright fine, so I try to help people sometimes – let’s not make a big deal of it. And let’s keep this whole ‘heart-based’ thing quiet. There are still times that I’d rather be feared than loved, and we don’t want anyone thinking I’ve gone “woo-woo” on them. Maybe I’ve got a heart, but I can still keep my edge!
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