Or: What does A Clown Nose Have to Do with Happiness?
If you ask my new friend Ben from Montana, the answer is, “quite a bit.”
Let me explain: I was recently doing my funny motivational speakers thing in Montana, and was totally (and wonderfully) blown away when a very kind, quite man approached me after the event. He told me he just wanted to say thanks.
But there was something in this guy’s eyes that told me that he meant something different. And then he flattered me with some detail. It turns out that he had been through a string of very difficult events in his personal life recently, and his home life wasn’t much fun as it had been in the past. He told me that the difficult time in his past were, in effect, preventing some fun times in his future.
He told me that my message about taking ourselves less seriously, and doing our best to play more (at work and at home) had touched him, and he knew that starting that day, things would be better.
I reached into my bag and gave him a handful of clown noses to share with his family, and thanked him for taking the time to make MY day. Seriously…. I was blown away.
Check out this photo Ben sent of his family — who according to him really needed a bit more laughter lately — enjoying themselves with those silly clown noses. I’m not postive what clown noses mean in the cosmic sense, but I think that for my Montana friend the noses are a symble of our need to laugh at ourselves a bit more.
I’m convinced as a motivational speaker, I have the best job in the world. Not only do I get to travel; not only do I get to stand in front of audiences and make ’em laugh, but occasionally what I do actually helps people. According to my friend Ben, it helped him.
All of this, and a check too. :) I’m a lucky man.
I love my job. Thanks Ben. You made my day.