Introduction

We’ve All Been Lied To!

“Whatever paths you chose, someone will hate you. Only be certain that someone is not you!”

—S.D. Simper

Who, in their right mind, would willingly sign up for this life? It sounds more like a prison sentence than the best-case scenario of a life well lived. I can’t remember a time I heard a high school senior say, “I can’t wait to graduate from college and drive in traffic every day for the pleasure of sitting in a cubicle where I’ll spend most of my time daydreaming about doing something exciting on the weekend.” Is this what each of us expected life to be like when we were young? When we rode our bikes, climbed trees, and had fun with our friends? We all know the answer to that question is a resounding no!

So why do most of us follow this Path in life? The answer is simple: Society lied to us and told us it was the only way. Our parents and teachers, who also believed the lie, taught us the same thing.

Society needs us to think this way to keep the supply chain full of brainwashed employees, willing to trade fulfillment for Corporate America’s need for ever-growing profits. Let me be the first to admit I took the bait—hook, line, and sinker.

If you’re reading this book, I bet you’ve also believed the lie. Now, you’ve boxed yourself into a life that provides comfort but very little authenticity.

You’ve achieved the American Dream! Your life is considered normal in America. Your college education and hard work have finally paid off. But you end every weekend with the Sunday Scaries, that dull feeling of dread lingering in your head as you look ahead to the next five days. As you set the alarm on your cell phone, you listen to that voice from deep within that asks the same old question, “Is this all there is to life?” You lay your head down on your pillow and think: “There has to be a better way!” You are desperate to make a fundamental change in your life, but you don’t know how to get started. Hell, you probably don’t even know what else you would do.

That’s okay. I wrote this book for you. I wrote it to show you how to plot an alternate route to Society’s Path, with instructions for breaking out of Society’s Box. This is the box most of us put ourselves in around the time we have to answer that shitty little question, “What are you going to do when you grow up?”

Who the hell knows what they want to do with their life when they are 18 years old? We don’t, so we do what everyone else is doing. We take the easy Path and listen to Society’s lies. What I’ve learned firsthand is that spending your life trying to fit into Society’s Box of “the way you are supposed to be” is a sure way to lose.

Society’s Path has its compass set on a final destination best described as “He who dies with the most toys wins.” Those who seek to keep you in Society’s Box understand the only way to lessen the dread of your day-to-day existence is the jolt of dopamine produced by your next big purchase. It’s a sinister system designed by Society, leading to never-ending consumer spending and fatter and fatter corporate bank accounts. Trying to justify living a life bereft of any real Purpose by pointing to all the “things” you own is like lying to yourself about how healthy you are with an LDL cholesterol level exceeding 300 mg/dl. It’s a big fat lie.

I watched two essential men in my life take very different paths. My father died angry at the world after chasing wealth and status throughout his life. My maternal grandfather died a happy and fulfilled man without ever living in anything nicer than a single-wide trailer. One followed Society’s Path with the rest of the herd. The other followed his own Path and didn’t concern himself with the opinions of others. I should have listened to my grandfather when I was young. Instead, I listened to my father. I took my father’s advice and graduated from college with a bachelor’s degree in mechanical engineering and landed an excellent job with a Fortune 500 company. I climbed the corporate ladder quickly, becoming the youngest plant manager in the company’s history.

To the outside world, I was a complete success. I was in my early thirties, recently married, and a new homeowner. I was in charge of a manufacturing plant that employed over 500 employees and sold over $50 million worth of bearings to United States automakers. I made a six-figure income with stock options that was vested every five years I stayed with the company.

But the truth was bottled up inside of me. I never wanted to be an engineer. I wanted to be a football coach. I only selected engineering as my major in college because it was my father’s dream. The dream of a man who grew up on a farm with a brother and two sisters, required to share the same tub of hot water to take their nightly baths. A father who had gone to the same high school I attended, but went in each morning smelling like barnyard animals after doing his early morning chores. A father who lived his entire life trying to prove to the world he wasn’t that poor kid they remembered back within the halls of Putnam High.

More than anything, my father wanted my brother and me to get good white-collar jobs and not struggle as he had throughout his life. To him, that meant a college education and a status-filled corporate position. I listened to my father and started making him proud. I’ll never forget the times I went back home and had breakfast with my father and his friends. In the middle of breakfast, he would announce that I had recently received another promotion. He’d look at me and ask, “Craig, how much money are you making now?” Little did he realize, each promotion only got me further away from what I enjoyed doing, and a little more filled with the “embalming fluid” of Corporate America, a term perfectly coined by Hap Klopp, founder of The North Face, in his outstanding book The Adventure of Leadership: An Unorthodox Business Guide.

Every time I looked into a mirror, I found myself asking the guy looking back at me, “What the hell are you doing with your life?” From what I could tell, Corporate America filled itself with midlevel managers who were the smart kids in high school—the ones who were picked on and bullied. Those same high school kids now had impressive titles on their business cards and enjoyed bullying their subordinates. It was payback in some way. The higher I climbed the corporate ladder, the more ass-kissing and lying came from my superiors. The culture of upper management disgusted me. There was simply no way I was staying in this Box for the next 30 years. I was drowning in the embalming fluid of Corporate America.

For me, there was only one way to survive. Against the advice of everyone around me, I quit my job as plant manager. I started a consulting business with the division’s chief cost accountant. I had always wanted to be my own boss, and this was the quickest, least costly way of dipping my toe into that pond. Everyone around me told me I was crazy for quitting such a great job. My father didn’t want to talk to me, and I lost many of the “friends” I thought I had at my corporate job. It was a difficult time. Little did I know, I had stumbled onto a very different Path. A Path with a barely visible trailhead sign that read “Against the Grain.”

The Path was overgrown with brush and fallen trees from lack of use. It was so steep in certain places that fear of failure stopped most people in their tracks. The Path was so long and lonely, it would have been easy to give up and follow one of the many well-groomed trails back to the trailhead. Trails aptly called “Parents’ Advice,” “Friends’ Warnings,” “Management Bonuses and Stock Options,” and “Keeping Up with the Joneses.”

Whenever I veered down one of the well-groomed trails, a voice...