Want one of those “inside secrets” to tap into almost unlimited personal power and energy?

It’s your HAT.

I kid you not:  What you place on your head is a powerful metaphor for what you are working to accomplish. 

It’s part taw, part talisman, part symbology, part advertisement.  It defines your membership in a tribe, holds-forth a skill and invites comment. This means there more than a half-dozen ways to “draw psychical power” from a simple hat or cap.

Two simple ways of looking at this:

First Comes Belief

People can do anything.  Thing is, they oftentimes don’t believe in themselves and this leads (no passing Go) to failure.

Ever wonder why?

The most common causes of failure are lack of knowledge and lack of self-confidence.  ISYN.

Let’s say something on your car breaks.  You have two choices.  You can starting dishing out the “long-green” to someone with a mechanic’s cap on, OR you can get the cap, watch a YouTube video or three, pick up some tools and parts and fix it yourself.

Quickly, you see the Mechanics Cap as a taw (game-piece) that says “I am being/channeling Mechanic right now.”  It let’s your personality bifurcate (split).

Suddenly not only are you The Boss – and who doesn’t like to be in charge, right?  But,, more importantly you are the Chief Mechanic…able to work magic.

Second Comes Interaction

When I went into a strange airport back when we were flying our old Beechcraft, a funny thing would happen:  If I wore my Beechcraft hat, other people – in the flying game – would give me a knowing nod and, often as not, strike up a conversation.  “Which one’s yours?”   “The red and white one – 7912-Lima…checkerboard nose paint…”

By the same token, walk into a Porsche Parts place wearing a PCA (*Porsche Club of America) hat, and suddenly you have creds.  Not some “lookie-lew”  who doesn’t belong.  Go in with a generic sports cap looking grubby and you won’t “look the Porsche owner type,” sorry.

Hats help overcome shyness, too.  How?

When you mentally split yourself into a Boss and a Worker, the “worker-bee” wearing the hat can say and do many things. Workers – as we all know – are unpredictable. If there’s negative feedback or disapproval, no sweat off the Boss’s brow.  “Just one of my workers...got Tourette’s or something.

“Come On – Can’t Be That Simple!”

Sure as hell IS!

George “Pappy” Ure (Notice the hat!)

I should explain that Pappy gave me part of this idea when he and uncle Bernie were working on our old 1959 Ford, putting in a clutch, years ago.

Pappy had forgotten his “mechanics” hat. It was a quilted, gray, brimless cap, and greasy, too.  Since he’d forgotten his talisman cap, when things didn’t go right under the car, getting the transmission to bolt up, as I recall, Pappy swore it was his missing cap.

You just can’t do a job right without the proper hat,” he complained.  Never forgot that.

His hat collection reflected his “many-skilled personalities” too.  Besides the mechanics hat, there was a white cotton button-down flat cap (longshore-type) that was used for masonry work (brick-laying), carpentry, and moving heavy things. It was his outdoor skilled worker magic.  Lawn-mowing was low skill, so just a ball cap for that – sports caps.  Still in vogue among landscrapers, lol.  Insufficient specialization for its own hat.

Pappy had metal and red fiberglass helmets for heavy construction kinds of work and to grab if he got called out on a big fire during the Off-Shift.  (One off-shift fire was the Seattle Cedar Mill Fire back in ’58.).  Of course there was the fireman’s Captain’s helmet at “the station” with the long overhang on the back to keep burning cinders from going down his back during in a working house fire, and such.  Oh, yes, hats mean a LOT.

Don’t even DARE to pick up a paintbrush without a proper painter’s cap, either.  For $15-bucks you can get a Bulk Buy: Darice DIY Crafts Painter’s Cap Cotton White One Size Fits All (6-Pack). Coming up on 70 years, this next batch might turn into a “lifetime supply” lol.

Let me think back.  Yes…there were other persona hats Pappy wore for specific things:  There was a Salt Water fishing hat, a trolling hat.  then a fresh water O(single-egging hat) and fly-fishing hat. Had a straw hat for retiring part-time to Baja and a few years in Hilo.  Fedora types when he was with the Seattle-King County Health Department as Market Master at the Pike Place Market.  Fit right in…

I sometimes think one of the reasons young people today are so stupid and lazy appearing to older people is that they don’t understand using hats to display “depth of personality.”

I don’t generally wear hats – at least so’s other people can see.  But, I’ve got them on – in my head.

You can thank broadcasting for that.  I’ve worked with lots of DJ’s who did funny “voice characters” and that provided a dandy excuse to “make up” false personas.  Somehow, that’s when the tapping into energy worked out.  Make up anyone you like and associate it with a hat.

I shoot better out on the range (100 meters) when I wear my Remington cap. The tractor runs smoother with my one of my Kubota caps on – orange for fall, khaki in the spring.

Everyone likes to be the Boss.  No one likes to be The Worker, though.  By putting on a hat, you can “become two persons” – One is the boss and that one can “ride herd” on whoever the Worker is.  The Worker (as symbolized by the hat of the moment) is the consummate professional of whatever trade, skill, or craft and knows far more than “The Boss.”

In your “Boss Brain” you have scores of different “specialists” at your beck and call.  All work part time, hours as assigned by The Boss.

If you’re not happy with how your life is going, it’s a simple matter to iron out with The Boss.  “Boss, we need more of this and less of that…”

This kind of “split personality” (stopping well short of multiple-personality disorder, however)  enables incredible levels of productivity.  The Boss mind screams “Get it done NOW!”  The Worker with the hat on shoots back “You want a good job, though, right?”

Sounds a bit schizophrenic, sure, but it makes it hard to sit still, for long. Every few minutes, seems like, one of those “part time Worker” personas wants to put on a hat.  Even when the Boss would just like to get in a snooze.

Pretty quickly, you’ll find it nearly impossible to relax.  The Boss wants everything done, too.  There are dozens of part time workers demanding time on task. The painter, the plumber, the lawn boy, the accountant…geez it never ends.

It gives a tremendous ongoing sense of accomplishment at the end of the day having managed all these aspects of personality and done so in a relaxed  way with gobs of output and results.

Such a simple “secret,” huh?  Never forget  “Success is a head game.”

You ever notice a picture of Matt Drudge?  I have a Fedora like that on sometimes when I’m writing…If not literally, then in my “mind’s eye” ever since I was a beat reporter at the cop shop in 1970s Seattle.

I can ask Elaine “Which hat do you have on?” 

She knows when she drops by my office and sees me wearing the 1915 Danish Army replica helmet a friend gave me, that I’m working on either writing about war as it relates to the economy.  Or wondering how Denmark would have handled a Mexico-like caravan…

Just remember this:  If you’re wearing the same hat all day long, you haven’t got the Boss mindset rolling.

The BOSS says “get the resources, get the job done, and move on to the next project.” 

The WORKER (wearing the hat) will piss-away years or, as my friend Gaye calls it “…It’s wasting time making the round hole rounder…”

Change hats many times a day.  See happiness and energy rise.

The trick to high-performance is to employ lots of “day-use” characters – and give them all hats as props.

I just ordered a few hats to  remind myself to schedule more time on certain aspects of my life.  A “long-shore” white cotton news-boy type hat, a new Fedora, and a green eye-shade (accounting) visor.

For Elaine?  A new French beret for her painting.

Still on my list?  Amazon’s got a ton of landscaper hats and I need to get another welders cap so I don’t light my hair on fire so often when banging and cutting metal.

I don’t know who the Boss is for my cutting and welding projects, but I plan to have a drink with him this afternoon and get a few things off my chest. My “solar panel” up top really needs covering, lately.  Fire retardant hairspray isn’t widely available for delusion seniors, but both surviving hairs would like that..

Write when you get rich,


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