Let me introduce you to a woman i used to know.
She was a sophisticated and believable excuse maker.
Reasons, she called them.
Not “excuses,” because, you know, they were all true,
AND NOT JUST TRUE…
these “reasons” were VALID.
She was going to “FINALLY press play”
when she lost the weight,
when her marriage was stronger,
when her kids were older,
when she had X amount in the bank.
She’d “go for it,”
but all in “due time,” you know…
because she wasn’t “foolish.”
She was known as a truth teller,
and — in fact — she told a LOT of truths,
but not the deepest one.
The DEEPEST truth
the one she never acknowledged
is that she was afraid.
Afraid — yes — that her ULTIMATE success would “cost her” in ways she wasn’t willing to pay… requiring her to shortchange the roles she held most dear… that of wife and mother.
And also…
also,
even deeper still…
afraid she was just normal,
insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
not great,
not born for more,
but ordinary.
Because — after all —
what if she dropped all of her reasons…
and FINALLY starting going AFTER her dreams…
only to realize that she was inept,
or unable,
or just plain average.
- WHY DANCE SEDUCTIVELY WITH HER GOALS…
ONLY TO PLAY COY WHEN THEY CAME TOO CLOSE??? - WHY “TEASE” THE FUTURE,
ONLY TO FAIL TO CONSUMMATE IT WHEN THE TIME CAME? - WHY STAY SO ATTACHED TO THE EXCUSES THAT PROMISED “LATER” BUT NEVER NOW?
because
When ALL of the excuses dropped away,
she would be left with ONLY
her dreams…
and an open runway to chase them.
And — in THAT moment — she would risk coming face-to-face with her plain old,
small town
ordinariness.
The horror.
Here’s how I risked the previously unriskable…
broke past my own bull crap…
broke OUT of my own prison of mediocrity…
and built a business that I LOVE waking up to every single Monday morning.
First, I stared long and hard at my goals. I had only TWO questions:
1.) were the goals MINE?
I’m fortunate that my parents never had “goals” for me in terms of what I SHOULD do with my life, or anything like that. BUT, I did have some goals that weren’t really “mine.” They were more SOCIETAL goals. Things I felt like I SHOULD want… but didn’t. Not really.
I shed any goals that weren’t really
deep down in my bones,
central to my core,
mine.
2.) Were they “in order to” goals?
For instance, I used to actually have a goal to travel 1-2 times per month… to speak. LOL… Now, anyone who knows me will laugh out loud at that one… because I HATE to travel. I don’t love leaving the house, frankly. But I set that goal because I thought I HAD to do that
IN
ORDER
TO
succeed.
I encourage you to SHORTEN your success journey
by dropping ALL
“in order to” goals
and go a MORE DIRECT ROUTE,
just going after your END vision…
And then…
I risked failing
every single day
as I pursued whatever goals were left.
Was I willing to fail?
To fail PUBLICLY?
To fail OFTEN?
Oh yes…
Hell yes…
because I was ENTIRELY UNWILLING to continue playing small.
Not for one more day,
playing coy with my dreams,
teasing — BARELY — the edges of my potential….
protecting my ego,
while smothering my dreams with excuses.
If you are ready to do the same…
mosey on over to Women Who WOW,
where you will find your tribe,
women just like you..
facing their fears,
defying normal limits,
rejecting their excuses,
honoring their dreams,
and playing FULL OUT
in the entrepreneurial arena.
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