Back in 2003, I decided I wanted to be in film and television. I was a young man, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, hoping someone would discover me. But the problem with hope is that it’s a vibrational match to desperation, so you can imagine what a hot mess that year was for me. It was one frustrating meeting after another and it usually meant giving away the little money I had to someone I thought was going to be my big ticket.
One day while folding clothes at my day job, an entertainment industry vet walked in. Always the friendly type, I struck up a conversation. We didn’t become best buddies, but he did share his advice for what I needed to do to make progress as an actor.
I immediately got to work. From new headshots to resumes to workshops to background work to student films—anything I could do to get ahead as an actor. After about a year and a half, I was exasperated and still, nothing was budging for me.
I did a lot of hoping back then: for roles, for an agent, for success, but I was never in conviction. But all I ever got from the universe by hoping was more hoping. It wasn’t until I realized that if I was going to be a success, I had to convince myself—not the universe—and know I
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