The Tour Is Over But…

The Tour Is Over But…

We just walked the Windy City, sipping warm coffee as the temperature outside was almost cooler than inside your freezer.

I am now laying in my bed looking out at the snow fall over the Chicago skyline thinking to myself… “How can the tour already be over?”

Last year I decided I wanted to visit 50 cities in North America and teach people how to use their voice to make a difference.

We had no idea how to put on our own tour but with the help of our outstanding Operations Manager, John Hastie, Toastmaster Districts around the country, Dr. Harvey and my wonderful wife Chelsea we were able to pull it off.

Ryan and Chelsea Avery - North American TourIt literally seems like last week were were still planning to leave for our first city (Raleigh, NC) of the tour and now we are recapping the amazing ups, twists and turns we encountered being on the road for more than 100 days.

I can look at it being over or think about it just beginning.

These past six months we have built relationships, trained thousands of people, written a book that comes out in April, traveled the United States and learned how to put on an amazing event from start to finish.

We still have a long way to go and grow though.

The tour might be over but… we are just beginning. There is plenty of work still to do. One thing this experience taught me… there is no start or finish… only stages. When you think you are done, there is still more work to do. There are more steps to climb and no matter how good you get, there is always a way you can improve.

It is time to take higher steps. Help more people. Do even bigger things.

Keep surrounding yourself with even more wonderful people. Always be growing because our work is not done and know when you finish on project, there is always something something new to start.

I want to say thank you to the thousands of people who attended our workshops. The hundreds of volunteers who made the events possible. The woman, wife and business partner that kept me sane, happy and hydrated the whole way… because of you the tour was a success and I am proud of you being so bold!

I am looking forward to what is next on our list. We have big business goals planned for 2014 and 2015 and we hope you will stick around for our continued journey. We will keep writing. We will keep speaking. We will keep teaching when and where we can to help you become more successful and make things happen.

Thank you for being part of an amazing life memory and I look forward to our next adventure together. Keep using your voice to make a difference because it matters! As always…

Dream BIG,

Question: If you could do one thing and you knew it would be successful what would you accomplish and why?

Note: Here are the photos of all the individual events from the North American Tour. 

What’s Your Plan?

What’s Your Plan?

Recently I ate lunch with a man who reminded me success is neither easy or planned and if we want to reach our goals I need to remember it will take hard work and a strategy.

This week John Hastie, our Operations Manager, Chelsea and I took three days to put together a personal and business strategy for 2014. We hunkered down, dreamed, planned and found this year’s focus.

We have lofty but obtainable goals for the year. They include breaking a World Record, going on another multi-national tour and creating an online community dedicated to helping our generation maximize their potential.

Remember we are the ones who plan our life!

No one else will give us a better life than the one we plan for ourselves. Too many people don’t have a plan or strategy to make their life better. They coast. The dream but they don’t do or worse they settle.

Make things happen this year! The life you live depends on taking time to create the life you want. You are in charge. You make things happen

If we focus, take action and plan think of the life we can create for ourselves?

What’s your plan? How will you get there? Who do you need to help? Think about these questions this weekend and set a goal to create a personal and business plan that helps you live your best life!

As always…

Dream BIG,
Ryan Avery

Chelsea’s Tour Quotes – Part VIII

Chelsea’s Tour Quotes – Part VIII

1st set of tour quotes from Chelsea in 2014…

“Ew babe… take those boxers off, you look like a dad.”
* in relation to me wearing red boxers. Are those dad boxers?

“The good news is that we are okay.”
* in relation to us eating BBQ sauce that expired in 2009 and us finding out after we ate it

“Her shirt is so adorable. I would wear that in a heartbeat.”
* in relation to her talking about a six month old in a stroller

“Um sir… please do not text and drive with a pug on your dashboard. That is dangerous.”
* in relation to her being more concerned about the pug then the man texting and driving

“Here! I can’t be seen with this Walmart bag so i am putting all your stuff in it.”
* in relation to making me carry the Walmart bag because she is really a Target girl

“A lot of carrots had to die so you could drink this babe.”
* in relation to 41 baby carrots being used to make my drink and I didn’t finish it all

“Oh it’s 75 MPH… I better take my shoes off.”
* in relation to her actually taking off her shoes because the speed limit was over 70. Do other people do this?

“I didn’t put on boots to go to Jimmy John’s.”
* in relation to me asking if she wants to go to JJ’s for dinner while we were in Texas

“I can NOT do medical shows when I am eating at a restaurant.”
* in relation to me turning around and noticing her looking at a very graphic episode of ER while we were out to eat trying to enjoy pasta

“This says eight servings… I bet I can make it two!” 
* in relation to her not believing there were eight servings in her airplane snacks and convincing herself there were only two

Question: What is your favorite quote from Chelsea this week? If you are new to this series, here are Chelsea’s Tour Quotes Part IPart IIPart IIIPart IVPart VPart VI and Part VII.

Martin Luther King Jr. – I Have A Dream Speech – August 28, 1963

For those who have never heard Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” speech, here is the full copy and video of his famous and powerful words; words that changed the way we act, believe and think. Think how powerful your voice can be! Be a change agent and use your voice to make a difference! 


I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the “unalienable Rights” of “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.”

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating: “For Whites Only.” We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until “justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.”

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest — quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “interposition” and “nullification” — one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.”

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day — this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!


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