What Keeps Me Going for 29 Years

What Keeps Me Going After 29 Years in This Journey

Someone told me recently,

“Andy, I followed your slides and got results.”

That one line hit me deep.

Because that’s really what keeps me going.

I’ve been teaching, speaking, and coaching adults since 1996.

Full-time since 2001.

That’s 29 years of ups and downs, full rooms and empty rooms, applause and silence.

I’ve seen trends come and go — NLP, emotional intelligence, AI, you name it.

But one thing never changes: people still want to grow. People still want to live better.

There were times when I wondered if what I was doing still mattered.

Especially during the pandemic, or when class sizes dropped, or when people just wanted free content online.

But every time I thought of stopping, someone would message me,

“Your class changed how I see myself.”

“I applied what you said, and things really improved.”

That’s when I know this calling is still alive.

I’ve learned that the best teaching isn’t about being perfect.

It’s about being real.

It’s about sharing what you lived through, not what you memorized.

It’s about helping someone find their strength again when they’ve lost it.

If you’ve ever wondered how to keep your fire alive — in work, in life, in love, read my book SuperME Unleashed at here (https://asiatrainers.org/smubook)

It’s not a theory book. It’s a wake-up book.

It reminds you that you already have everything you need inside you.

You just need to release it.

I’m still learning. I’m still falling and rising.

And I’ll keep doing this — one class, one story, one person at a time.

Because somewhere out there, someone will follow the slides, take action,

and quietly win their own battle.

That’s what makes all these years worth it.

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