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What is a successful leader?



A leader is not simply someone who has been given a leadership position, but rather a leader is someone who inspires people to believe in what she/he believes. A leader is someone who can inspire people to be the best they can be and who is able to motivate a team of people or an individual to do beyond what the team or individual believes they can do.
It is never about what the person is doing, rather the why the person is doing what they are doing that separates a leader and a leadership position. When the leaders has clear vision of why he is leading, what he is leading, then people follow, because they to believe in the vision. 
Some of the greatest leaders i have come to know, have never been defined by the position, but they have aways been defined by why they are in that position.  A successful leader is a visionary and someone who is innovative who can use ideas that exist  and make them better for the better of society. Successful leaders never look at how many people follow them, rather how many lives have changed because of her/his ideas as a leader. 

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