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Welcome to our summary of Make Your Bed: Little Things That Can Change Your Life...And Maybe the World by Admiral William H. McRaven. This powerful self-help book, born from a viral commencement speech, distills wisdom from McRaven's thirty-seven years as a Navy SEAL into ten simple principles. It argues that changing the world begins with small, daily disciplines. Through direct, inspiring prose, McRaven shares personal anecdotes from his rigorous training and missions, demonstrating how foundational habits can build character, foster determination, and empower you to overcome life’s greatest challenges. It’s a guide to achieving more.
Start Your Day With a Task Completed
If you want to change the world, start by making your bed. This sounds deceptively simple. I recall my first days at Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL training, or BUD/S. Each morning began not with a grueling run or a plunge into the frigid Pacific, but with a bunk inspection. A battle-hardened instructor would scrutinize every detail of our bed: the sheets pulled taut, corners at a perfect 45-degree angle, the pillow precisely centered, and the extra blanket folded into a neat rectangle at the foot of the rack. For a young man eager to prove his mettle, it seemed like a ridiculous, meaningless chore. But its wisdom became clear over time. Completing that first task of the day, and completing it well, provides a small jolt of pride. It is a victory, an affirmation that you control at least one small piece of your chaotic world. This small victory becomes a foundation, creating a ripple effect. If I could get this right, I could get the next thing right. One completed task encourages another. The daily swim, the obstacle course, and the long runs in soft sand all seemed more manageable because the day had started with a win. There was also a profound corollary. On days when nothing went right—when the surf beat you down and instructors made your life hell—you would return to the barracks exhausted and defeated. And there it would be: a perfectly made bed. A bed that you made. It was a silent testament that you had accomplished something, a piece of order in a day of chaos. It was a subtle encouragement that tomorrow could be better. So, make your bed. It is the simplest of disciplines, but it sets the tone for the day. It reinforces the critical truth that little things matter. If you can’t do the little things right, you will never do the big things right. Start there, with a small act of perfection in an imperfect world. It might just be the anchor you need to begin changing it.
You Can't Go It Alone
In SEAL training, you learn quickly that the unforgiving ocean respects only teamwork, not individual heroes. Our primary transport through the surf was the Inflatable Boat Small, or IBS. Our seven-man crew had to paddle this heavy rubber boat through the crashing Pacific waves daily. The most crucial lesson came when the instructor ordered one man to paddle alone. It was a study in futility. A single man, regardless of his strength, was powerless against the relentless surf. He would be tossed back to shore, exhausted and humbled. Then, the full crew would get in, and under the coxswain's sharp commands, we would paddle in perfect synchrony. Only through that shared, unified effort could we punch through the waves to the calm waters beyond. Life is that churning surf, full of powerful currents and unexpected waves that will swamp you if you face them alone. You cannot paddle your boat by yourself; you need a team. You need to find people to help you paddle. This isn’t just about work colleagues. It applies to your spouse, your friends, your mentors—the people who make up your boat crew. You must recognize your own limitations. I might be a good swimmer, but someone else might navigate by the stars. Another may have the strength to keep paddling when the rest are spent. The key is to build a team whose strengths complement your weaknesses. You must trust them, rely on them, and be worthy of their trust. The world is a formidable place with immense challenges. Don't be the lone man in the boat, fighting a losing battle. Find your boat crew, choose them wisely, and paddle together. Your success depends on it.
Only the Size of Your Heart Matters
While many imagine a Navy SEAL as a mountain of a man, the toughest operators I served with often weren't the biggest. In my BUD/S class, one boat crew was composed entirely of the shortest trainees, none over five-foot-five. The taller crews mockingly dubbed them the 'Munchkin Crew.' They were laughed at, dismissed, and subjected to special torment by instructors who mistook their small stature for weakness. It was a grave miscalculation. In every event—the swims, runs, obstacle course, and endless calisthenics—the Munchkin Crew consistently outperformed the rest of us. They lacked the physical advantages of long legs or a greater reach, but they possessed something far more valuable: heart. They had an unquenchable desire to prove everyone wrong. They forged a powerful bond from shared ridicule, using it as fuel for their immense spirit and boundless courage. They helped each other, pushed one another, and refused to let a single member fall behind. They taught us all one of life’s most vital lessons: true strength is not a matter of physical size. It is not about your height or the muscles you can see. It is measured by the size of your heart. It is a function of your will to succeed, your courage in the face of adversity, and your resilience when you are beaten down. Don't judge people by their appearance. Look deeper and measure them by their determination and spirit. The smallest person with the biggest heart will always triumph over the biggest person with none.
Life's Not Fair—Drive On!
A unique punishment in BUD/S called being a 'Sugar Cookie' teaches a very bitter lesson. The process began with a uniform inspection. Even if your uniform was perfect, an instructor could find a microscopic flaw and seal your fate. The order was to run, fully clothed, into the bone-chilling surf, then immediately roll around on the beach until you were coated head-to-toe in wet sand. You became a walking, shivering, sand-caked 'Sugar Cookie' for the rest of the day. The unfairness was infuriating. You did everything right, yet you were still punished. There was no appeals court; you just had to accept it. That was the point. The 'Sugar Cookie' evolution wasn't about uniform standards but about conditioning the mind to accept that life is not fair. Sometimes, despite your best efforts, you will fail. The world will punish you for no good reason. You will be passed over for a deserved promotion. You will face setbacks completely outside your control. You will become a 'Sugar Cookie.' In those moments, it's tempting to feel sorry for yourself and blame fate. But complaining changes nothing; wallowing in self-pity is a crippling weakness. You have to learn the lesson of the 'Sugar Cookie.' Acknowledge the unfairness, feel the sting for a moment, and then get back up. Shake off as much sand as you can and drive on. Keep moving forward. Your success depends not on life's fairness, but on your response to its unfairness.
Failure Can Make You Stronger
At BUD/S, every day was a test against the clock: a four-mile run, a two-mile ocean swim, the obstacle course. Each event had a strict time standard. If you failed to meet it, your name went on a list. At the end of the day, those on the list reported to 'the Circus.' The Circus was two hours of additional, gut-wrenching calisthenics—more push-ups, sit-ups, and flutter kicks—administered by instructors who seemed to relish your failure. The goal was to wear you down and make you want to quit. To a young trainee, the Circus list was the ultimate mark of shame, a sign you weren't good enough. In the beginning, we all feared it. But a strange thing started to happen. We noticed that the students constantly on the Circus list were getting stronger. The extra two hours of punishment, day after day, was conditioning their bodies in a way the regular training did not. Their arms grew stronger, their cores became like iron, and their endurance soared. Soon, these 'failures' began to pass the swims and runs with ease, lapping the very people who had never been to the Circus. They learned that failure wasn't the end; it was a crucible. The pain of the Circus forged them into better, more resilient operators. Life is full of Circuses. You will fail—an exam, a job, a business. These failures will be painful and embarrassing. But don't be afraid of the Circus. When you fail, don't see it as a final judgment. See it as an opportunity. Analyze what went wrong, learn the lesson, and know that the extra work it takes to recover is making you stronger, wiser, and better prepared for the next challenge.
You Must Dare Greatly
The BUD/S obstacle course was a monster of twenty-five challenges. One of the most intimidating was the 'Slide for Life,' a 200-foot-long rope connecting a three-story tower to a one-story tower. The objective was to get from the high tower to the low one as fast as possible. The proper, instructor-taught technique was to shimmy down the rope, hanging underneath it. It was safe, steady, and slow. Most of us did it that way, getting unremarkable times. But every so often, a trainee would dare greatly. Instead of hanging below, he would leap from the tower, grab the rope, and slide down headfirst along the top. It was a blur of frightening speed, a massive risk. A loss of grip meant a serious fall. Misjudging the landing meant crashing into the pole. It was dangerous and terrifying, but it was also incredibly fast. I saw a trainee use this headfirst technique to shatter the obstacle course record. He didn't just beat it; he annihilated it. By taking a calculated risk and confronting his fear, he achieved something no one thought possible. Life is that obstacle course, and too many people choose to shimmy safely underneath the rope, avoiding risk and staying in their comfort zone. But progress and greatness are not found there. To achieve anything meaningful, you must be willing to slide down the obstacle headfirst. You must take risks, whether it’s starting a business or speaking up for an unpopular idea. Fear of failure and embarrassment keeps us hanging on safely. You have to overcome that fear. You must dare greatly. It is the only way to reach your full potential.
Stand Up to the Bullies
One required evolution at BUD/S was a long-distance swim off San Clemente Island, a known breeding ground for great white sharks. Instructors intentionally stoked fear by briefing us on all the species of sharks in the area, describing their feeding habits in graphic detail. It worked. As you swam through the dark, murky water, every piece of seaweed brushing your leg felt like a predator's skin. During one such swim, a large shark, perhaps ten feet long, began to circle our group. The primordial fear was instant and electric. The instinct is to panic and swim away. But we had been taught what to do: you don't run. You don't show fear. You stand your ground. As a group, we followed our training, huddling together and treading water while facing outward. We made ourselves look like a large, unified, and unafraid entity. We did not back down. The shark circled us a few times, sensed no fear or easy prey, and, as if bored, swam away. The lesson was clear. There are sharks all over the world—the bullies, the tyrants, the oppressive regimes that prey on the weak. They feed on fear and intimidation. If you show fear and try to swim away, they will close in. To defeat them, you must stand your ground. It takes enormous courage, but courage is contagious. When one person stands up, others are emboldened to join them. A lone swimmer is a target; a unified group is a fortress. Don't back down from the sharks. Find your courage and find others to stand with you. Bullies will retreat when confronted with conviction and a united front.
Rise to the Occasion
The culminating exercise of SEAL tactical training was a simulated ship attack. Under cover of darkness, we would slip into the water miles from a large naval vessel. The mission was to swim underwater using a bubble-free rebreather, navigate to the ship’s hull, and plant a mock mine on the keel. It was the darkest moment imaginable. The water was black and cold, with visibility often less than a foot. In the pitch-black water, you relied on touch alone, feeling for your swim buddy's tether and the needle on your depth gauge. The only sounds were your own breathing and the frantic beating of your heart. Every bit of your training had to come together. A small mistake in navigation could send you miles off course. A moment of panic could burn through your precious oxygen. It was in that cold, oppressive darkness that you had to be your absolute best. You had to be calm when everything screamed for panic. You had to be precise when your hands were numb with cold. You had to trust your training, your equipment, and your partner completely. This is the nature of life's greatest challenges. They come at you in your darkest moments—a job loss, a medical diagnosis, a family crisis. In those moments, when the pressure is immense and the path forward is unclear, you cannot afford to crumble. You must be your very best. You must summon all your inner strength, preparation, and discipline. It is in the darkest moments that your true character is not just revealed, but forged. You have to rise to the occasion.
Give People Hope
Hell Week is the most infamous part of BUD/S: six days of no sleep, constant physical exertion, and pure misery. By midweek, you are a walking zombie operating on instinct and grit. The 'mud flats' was one of its signature tortures—a stretch of boggy, stinking mud between San Diego and Tijuana. We would spend hours submerged up to our necks in the freezing, soul-sucking muck as the wind whipped across the flats. On one Wednesday night, my class was deep in the mud, shivering uncontrollably. Morale was at an all-time low, with several trainees on the verge of quitting. The instructors, sensing our weakness, made an offer: if just five men would quit, the rest could get out of the mud and be warm by the fire. It was a powerful temptation. You could see men's resolve cracking. It seemed our class would be broken. Then, through the despair, one trainee, his teeth chattering, began to sing. His voice was terrible, off-key, but loud and defiant. For a moment, we were stunned. Then another man joined in, and another. Soon, the whole class was singing. We were still cold, miserable, and in the mud, but something had changed. The song, as awful as it was, had given us hope. It reminded us that we were all in this together, that our collective spirit was stronger than our misery. The instructors ordered us to be quiet, but we kept singing. We had found a crack of light in the darkness. Hope is the most powerful force in the universe. It can see you through the darkest nights. One person can give hope to many with one simple act. Be that person. When you and your team are up to your necks in mud, start singing. Your optimism can give everyone the strength to carry on.
Never, Ever Quit!
A simple brass bell sits in the center of the BUD/S training compound, in the middle of the grinder where so much pain is inflicted. It has one purpose: if you decide you can't take it anymore—that the cold, exhaustion, and harassment have broken you—all you have to do is walk up and ring that bell. You ring it three times, and you are free. You can quit and have a warm meal, a dry blanket, and an end to the suffering. The instructors say there is no shame in it, but of course, there is. Ringing that bell means giving up on yourself, your dream, and your teammates. It is the one act you can never take back. Every single day at BUD/S is a battle against the allure of that bell. When you're lying in the freezing surf, muscles screaming, mind a fog of doubt from sleep deprivation, the bell calls to you. It whispers that the pain can stop. It offers an easy way out. The ultimate lesson of SEAL training isn't about shooting or swimming; it's about staring down that temptation and refusing to give in. It is the conscious, deliberate choice to endure—to take one more step, do one more push-up, last one more minute. Life will present you with your own brass bell, many times. You will face failure and despair so profound that quitting seems like the only rational option. It is easy to ring the bell. But if you want to achieve anything of worth, if you want to live a life of meaning and honor, you must commit to yourself to never, ever quit. Life isn't defined by your falls, but by your unwavering determination to get back up every single time. Don't ever, ever ring that bell.
In conclusion, Make Your Bed leaves a lasting impact by showing that profound change is built on simple actions. The book’s core message is one of resilience and hope. Admiral McRaven reveals that even in the darkest moments, like being covered in mud during 'Hell Week,' singing together can lift spirits and provide the strength to persevere. He emphasizes that you can't go it alone, urging readers to find someone to help them paddle. Ultimately, the book’s greatest lesson is to never, ever ring the bell—to never give up. Its strength lies in its universally applicable, actionable advice, proving that anyone can cultivate the discipline to change their life and, in turn, the world. We hope you enjoyed this summary. Please like and subscribe for more content like this, and we'll see you in the next episode.