<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3484702335403263915</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:34:06.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest for Greatness Productions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3484702335403263915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Quest for Greatness Productions, LLC.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042609884214141936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3484702335403263915.post-4048421979615814456</id><published>2009-05-05T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:28:31.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEST FOR GREATNESS PRODUCTIONS</title><content type='html'>http://www.questforgreatnessproductions.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3484702335403263915-4048421979615814456?l=questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/4048421979615814456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/2009/05/quest-for-greatness-productions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3484702335403263915/posts/default/4048421979615814456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3484702335403263915/posts/default/4048421979615814456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/2009/05/quest-for-greatness-productions.html' title='QUEST FOR GREATNESS PRODUCTIONS'/><author><name>Quest for Greatness Productions, LLC.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042609884214141936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3484702335403263915.post-7838586587759931667</id><published>2009-03-26T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:24:57.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>| The Motivational Cowboy | Detroit's Motivational Speaker | Guest Speaker | Keynote Speaker | Emcee | Author | Songwriter &amp; Master of th Spoken Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;“Living the Outstanding Life”: ‘The Motivational Cowboy’ Motivating by &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:2.5in"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Actions Instead of Words!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;After asking to conduct an interview with John Dmytryszyn, the Detroit based Motivational Keynote Speaker, Author and Master of the Spoken Word the last thing I expected coming through the door was for him to hand me a hammer. “I don’t have time in life to sit,” said Dmytryszyn, or Johnny D. as we headed downstairs into the basement. I remembered I had other intentions in mind coming through the door, but I was willing to see where this might go as I followed him down. Johnny D. pointed me to some nails in the ceiling, handed me a piece of wood, and asked me to get the nails out of the rafters. Not knowing what the small piece of wood was for, I threw it down and began to pull with all my might at the first nail I spotted. Because of the angle in the rafter, I could only bend it but could not budge it. Noticing my struggles, Johnny D. came to help, and the first thing he did was to pick up the small piece of scrap wood he originally gave me. “You see, this scrap wood can be placed between the rafter and the hammer”, he demonstrated. “You see, it’s called a fulcrum and it helps with leverage, to lift the nail out of its place,” and he smiled as he easily removed the nail. The lesson did not end there for me. “Most people’s lives are like the hammer, and their problems are like the nail. As a motivational speaker I am that fulcrum that comes between the problem and the solution. You see the hammer always has the ability to lift the nail, but sometimes it just needs a little uplifting and support from the fulcrum. Just like I give people a little uplifting and support in my ‘Living the Outstanding Life’ seminars. I’m not having you pull nails just because I need the help, you see. There is a lesson in everything I do,” he said as he looked me right in the face with his blue eyes. Summarizing his theory, “Everyone already possesses the tools needed to live the outstanding life. I just give them the advantage of showing them when to bring them out and how to properly use them.” As we finished removing the last of the nails I could not get this theory out of my mind. Did this analogy come naturally to Johnny D. or did he set me up. Exhausted from all the work, I was willing to put off my own motives and committed myself to finding out…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Middle Example&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;I found it odd that a motivational speaker would be talking tonight to a group of people assembled in a restaurant, who I assume all favor the taste of breakfast as dinner. I had a suspicion, however, that the fact it shared a parking lot with a church might have something to do with the choice of location. Approaching the front door I knew I was at the right place because I saw “The Motivational Cowboy” through the window. I was a little surprised as I got inside because he was sharing a cup of coffee already with an elderly gentleman still in his long overcoat. Johnny D. gave me a smile as I approached, and turned back to his friend, “Well thank you Butch for the cup of coffee and letting me spend a couple minutes with you. Wish me luck tonight.” Johnny D. got up, discreetly slipping the tab into his hand, and we moved into the booth one over. I asked him who his friend was. “Well, I got here a little early and I couldn’t help but notice a troubled and saddened look on that man’s face from the window as I approached the door. I questioned the waitress and she told me he had been alone for the last hour, and was just finishing his third cup of coffee black. I asked her to bring over two more, and with the gentleman’s permission I joined him for a cup.” I asked Johnny D. what the two of them talked about. Johnny D. began, “After introducing myself I simple asked him what the most amazing thing he had ever done in his life was.” Johnny D.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;paused like he wasn’t going to share the man’s answer so I asked him again to please tell me more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Johnny D. began, “Without his parent’s permission he joined the service and flew a B-17 bomber. He never saw any combat but being up there might have been one of the most amazing things he has ever done.” Johnny D. continued as I leaned in listening to every word, “When I asked him what he took away from that experience, and what advice he could give me, he told me this.” Johnny D. directly quoted the man’s words, “It wasn’t until I was forty-thousand feet above the Pacific Ocean that I realized how much I loved the woman that later became my wife. As for a piece of advice for you young man I have only this. If there is something that you love doing, then do it now as often as you can. When you are old and grey you may not be able to do it as often, or at all, but the more memories you take with you into old age the more you have to look back on to keep you happy. Sitting here alone in this booth for the hour before you asked to join me all I was doing was looking back missing the time I spent flying around the country in my small Skyhawk plane with my late wife. Thank you for taking the time to tell a stranger hello. You really made my day.” Myself, I could only sit there with my mouth dropped, thankful that Johnny D. had shared that with me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3484702335403263915-7838586587759931667?l=questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/feeds/7838586587759931667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/2009/03/motivational-cowboy-detroits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3484702335403263915/posts/default/7838586587759931667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3484702335403263915/posts/default/7838586587759931667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://questforgreatnessproductions.blogspot.com/2009/03/motivational-cowboy-detroits.html' title='| The Motivational Cowboy | Detroit&apos;s Motivational Speaker | Guest Speaker | Keynote Speaker | Emcee | Author | Songwriter &amp; Master of th Spoken Word'/><author><name>Quest for Greatness Productions, LLC.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042609884214141936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
