The Art of the Start

“I don’t have the right equipment.” 

“There are thousands of others who are doing what I want to do.”

“Who am I to ask others questions? I’m not an expert.”

For years, these thoughts roamed through my head, preventing me from starting something I wanted to do.

A podcast where I could create a space for others to be seen, heard and valued. 

Before you read any further, please acknowledge and internalize the following, “It doesn’t have to be perfect.”

Self-limiting belief #1: “I don’t have the right equipment.”

The first few episodes, I recorded using a MacBook Pro, Blue Yeti, and a picture from our first fundraising event, which I hung in the background of my closest to give it a more professional feel.

“Closet?”

“Yup, I recorded the episodes from my apartment closet.”

It was the only room I could control the sound quality.

I had to move all of my clothes to a side where they weren't being seen in the background and run the AC an hour before, otherwise it became unbearably hot (Texas heat). 

On days when I forgot to turn on the AC in advance, I recorded the episode via audio only. I didn’t want the guest to see me sweating profusely.

Self-limiting belief #2: “Who am I to be hosting a podcast and asking questions to others? I’m not an expert.”

I believed these thoughts for a long time prior to starting the podcast.

I still wonder at times, how many projects I could have started and finished if I understood what I know now, “Who says that I have to be an ‘expert’ to start? "No one is an expert when they start."

I re-framed it in my mind, and gave myself permission to ask questions that I wanted to know the answers to.

Self-limiting belief #3: “There are thousands of others who are doing what I want to do.”

So, what?

“Why can’t I be the millionth?” I asked myself.

It may be true that there are thousands of others doing similar things.

However, no two conversations are the same, questions may be heard differently depending on who is asking, answers will be different depending on how the question is asked and who is asking it.

I’m curious to hear from you, “What do you want to start now that your thoughts may have held you back from previously?”

If you don’t know how to start something ask for help. Reach out to people who know more about whatever it is, be curious, research, surround yourself with others who have experience in doing the same thing and learn from them.

I’m here for you and happy to share what I know. Your network is here for you. We’re all here cheering you on!!!

Oleg Lougheed is the host of the Overcoming Odds Podcast, where you get a glimpse into the stories of individuals who have overcome adversity, suffering, and struggle in achieving their personal success.

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How do you choose to see yourself?

“How do I choose to see myself?” I thought as I was getting ready to embark on the next chapter of my life, college.

Was I going to continue to see myself as my classmates and teachers saw me? 

It was difficult to leave the place I was raised in since I was 12 years old; the smell of my mom’s freshly-made, perfectly-cooked blueberry pancakes; the cloudy afternoons when I helped my Dad shovel the snow off the driveway; the hours I played with our dogs, Derby and Rocky, rolling around on the floor of the family room, becoming a vacuum as I picked up all of the dirt around me.

As difficult as it was to leave, I knew that I had to go.

I’ll always remember that car ride, sitting in the middle section of my mom’s minivan, tears streaming down my face, envisioning what this next chapter of my life could be, an opportunity to redefine how I chose to see myself.

In the prior years, middle school and high school, I was viewed as a “trouble maker” and sometimes a “bully”. 

I would talk back to teachers, I made fun of classmates, I was disruptive. This was the expectation of my peers and so I became what they expected me to be. 

I spent more time in the principal’s office than anyone ever wanted to.

For the longest time, I wanted to forget all of those experiences. 

I wanted to forget about all of the pain I may have caused others. 

But, instead, I chose not to forget the pain I may have caused. I chose to look at those experiences head-on and all the lessons that I could learn from them. 

One of the greatest lessons I learned was that I do not have to be what people perceive me to be. I can choose who I want to be. 

Going to college helped me break that cycle, it instilled enough excitement and hope within me that my life could be different.

I didn’t know HOW, I just believed that it was POSSIBLE.

I look back at that time in my life to remind myself that all is POSSIBLE. It is POSSIBLE to view myself in a different light despite the circumstances I was born into; it is POSSIBLE to leave my tribe behind and join a new tribe; it is POSSIBLE to dig deep enough to rid myself of negative behavior. It is POSSIBLE to learn from past experiences; it is POSSIBLE to love myself wholeheartedly.

It is POSSIBLE!

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Can I Change the World?

I was recently asked, “Do you believe you can change the world?”

I immediately thought of the most recent video I watched minutes prior to being asked the question featuring Steve Jobs where he said, “Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently — they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.”

Each and every one of us has the ability to change the world. It is our perception of what that means that may have you believing anything different.

As I reflected back on Steve Jobs’ message, I thought of the time when I didn’t think I could change the world.

I didn't think I had what it takes to influence the 7.7 billion lives worldwide.

Thinking about the number alone was overwhelming.

But, when I changed my perception of what changing the world meant, I realized that I don’t have to influence all 7.7 billion lives in order to know I have made a difference. 

The “world” doesn't have to be the entire universe; it could simply be the world that I am living in … the neighbors that surround me … friends and family … the strangers I pass by in the grocery store …the community I belong to…

I could impact each and every one in “my world”, in both small and profound ways.

It cost me nothing to smile at a stranger and brighten their day.

It cost me nothing to pick-up the newspaper from the neighbor’s driveway and deliver it straight to their front door.

It cost me nothing to be there to share my story knowing it will inspire others.

I get to be the change I want to see in the world.

I’m curious to know, “do you believe you can change the world?”

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Oleg Lougheed is the host of the Overcoming Odds Podcast, where you get a glimpse into the stories of individuals who have overcome adversity, suffering, and struggle in achieving their personal success.

Pain to Power

I was recently asked by Brian Wright, host of Success Profiles Radio, “How have you been able to turn your pain into power?”

A long pause followed, as I sat there in silence, reflecting back on some of the painful experiences I have had in my life.

It was difficult to answer such question with a single response, as I believe it has been a combination of multiple things that have contributed to helping me make this transition.

One memory after another, or rather one traumatic experience after another came to mind.

It was as if I was watching a movie, on repeat, without any commercials or interruptions. Can you imagine that? In 2019? Probably not.

I thought of the time when my birth mom lost half of her ear during a scuffle that broke out at her boyfriend’s apartment … her body sliding down the hallway wall, with her face covered in blood, tears streaming down her face.

I thought of the time when I witnessed my sister trying to take our mom’s life with an axe. Fortunately, my bedroom door was there to stop what would have been an unimaginable image to live with for the rest of my life.

The list went on and on …

As I looked at each memory, what I realized was that part of my ability to “turn my pain into power” came from accepting and reframing the traumatic events.

At first, I had to accept the reality of each one before I could choose to look at them in a different light.

Sharing my story with others helped me do this.

People asked me questions I had never thought of before, giving me a chance to look at each and every one of the traumatic experiences from multiple angles, helping me develop multiple perspectives.

The more perspectives I had of each experience, the more comfortable I felt with accepting each one of them for what they were.

Once I was able to accept the different experiences, then I was able to reframe them the way I wanted to see each one. 

Nicole Ash, Brian Kelly, Kahila Hedayatzadeh, just to name a few, have been tremendous resources in helping me understand that I have a choice in how I look back at some of those traumatic experiences.

In addition, I know now that I can choose the language around these experiences when I reflect on them.

For me, this process didn’t happen overnight.

It took months of consistent practice, and being aware of how I talk about my past traumatic experiences.

I firmly believe that we have a choice in how we view all of the experiences in our lives.

We have a choice in whether or not we allow our past events to define who we are today.

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Why do you choose to serve others?

I once asked myself, “Why do I choose to serve others?”

I choose to serve others because I want to make a positive difference in the lives of others.

I choose to serve others because seeing others overcome obstacles, gives me hope that I can do the same.

I choose to serve others because it gives me a new perspective of human beings, that we are all walking mirrors or reflections of each other.

A plethora of examples ran through my head as I thought about this new perspective.

A few years ago,  I walked through the Detroit Airport, to gate D18, when I heard a man shout, “... fucking fix it then.”

Even though I didn’t know the context of the conversation, I still saw myself in him, as I’ve used such a tone with others before, although not in the same sequence.

Another time I saw a homeless man, on the corner of the road in Austin, TX, with a sign, “Smile for a mile”. Even though, no words were exchanged, I still saw myself in him, during times when I faced severe adversity in my life.

Both of these instances made me realize that I didn’t have to be in the same exact time or place in order to relate.

I always see a reflection of myself in others, as long as I actively choose to relate to places where I’ve experienced similar feelings and thoughts.

Why do you choose to serve others?

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Did you ever find yourself seeking external validation? If so, what did you hope that person or group of people would tell you?

I recently asked a friend of mine on our podcast, “Did you ever find yourself seeking external validation? If so, what did you hope that person or group of people would tell you?”

As she began to share moments from her life of when she was seeking external validation, I started to think of instances when I found myself seeking approval or permission from others.

It was difficult to pinpoint the origin of when it all started.

One memory after another flashed in front of my eyes.

It was as if I was watching a movie.

The only parts missing were a 60-inch and a bowl of popcorn.

As I tried to go deeper within each memory, hoping that it would lead me to the origin of why I chose to seek validation from others, I noticed that the memories began to repeat themselves, over and over again, starting with 2005, the year that I was adopted from Chebarkul’, Russia by a family from Ann Arbor, MI.

I felt like a newborn after the adoption took place, even though I was 12 years old.

I spoke very few words of English … and only understood a handful of the culture that I was deeply immersed in …

I was desperately looking for a place of comfort or familiarity, a place where I belonged.

For me, seeking approval or permission was one way for me to develop that sense of belonging.

It was a practice I was far too familiar with from the three years of living in the Russian orphanage, a place where we had no choice, or so it appeared that way. I would seek approval or permission from the authorities before making a decision, no matter how big or small it might have been.

But, as the saying goes, “too much of anything can be bad for you.”

My case was not any different.

Although, seeking approval and permission from others might have helped me at the beginning, as the years went by, it took away my self-confidence and self-belief in my own decision-making abilities.

The lack of self-confidence and self-belief made me indecisive, in situations where I felt comfortable making my own decisions before.

Seeking approval or permission from others was becoming the norm, my norm. 

It seemed that no matter what the situation was, whether it was intimate relationship I was part of, business endeavor, a friendship … I was seeking the other person’s approval or permission for the decisions I was to make.

It took years; before I was able to reverse engineer what I had created. 

In fact, that is the most important message, for me at least, to acknowledge and take ownership that even in situations where I felt like I was being dependent on others, I was still the person that was making the final decision.

Even at the orphanage, where seeking approval and permission was in your best interest, unless you wanted to be punished, I could have disobeyed what I was told and chose differently.

We all have a choice, at all times, even in situations where it may not seem like it.

As I was once told, “The decision not to make a decision is still a decision.”

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