I was recently at an event with remarkably talented and heart-centered entrepreneurs discussing marketing.
One of the words someone used to describe marketing was “unspiritual.”
I countered with “spiritual.”
I truly believe it is spiritual. And the truth is, whether or not you choose to consciously “market” yourself, everything about you sends your marketing message to others. You are your own PR agent. How you dress, speak, treat others,
If you continue doing what you are doing today, what will your life look like in 5 years?
Ultimately, it gets down to defining what is most important to you. Money is a resource, it is what you do with it that counts. Time is a gift, it is what you do with it that counts.
If you want something to change, you must make a change.
When I was in undergrad, I recall sitting on the floor in drama class doing a fun exercise demonstrating increasing levels of self-disclosure.
The first question, “Tell us where you are from.”
We would each take a turn answering. As we continued the rounds, the questions got deeper.
The final question, “What is your greatest fear?”
I would say roughly 26 out of 30 students replied the same way… that they didn’t want to live an “ordinary life”—just be average with no impact…you know,
The frustrations… we are permitting.
The things we complain about… there is a reason we are allowing.
The real life we live that no one sees… it is us.
The extra weight we are carrying… we are okay with it.
The thoughts we believe… our choice.
The people in our life… there is a reason.
Everything is at it is because I intend for it to be that way,
Others Are Our Greatest Teachers, if We Let Them Be
Yesterday I was in conversation with a close friend when I said, out-of-the-blue, “I imagine that felt a little like someone spitting at you.” It was the first time, in a long time, that I remembered living that reality. As a teenager, my mom regularly spat at me. It was her way of accentuating her feelings of disgust, disappointment or rejection. I think I had blocked that memory.
“I forgive myself for judging myself as not good enough for my mother’s God.”
As soon as the words left my lips, tears poured down my face.
I remember vividly the day I got the call that my mother had passed. I had just purchased her a Mother’s Day card. I have since learned that when the inspiration for the expression of love hits me, I better go with it and express it all out in that moment.
I won’t forget his parting words to me… “Slow Down. Pay Attention.”
There it was again. The heed I have previously ignored so many times in my life. Not just with regards to my driving (I have my dad’s genes to thank for my lead foot :)), but with regards to my living. I don’t slow down and next thing I look up and my youngest is three and the little “baby chubs”
“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” ~ Howard Thurman
I do not cease to be amazed at the beliefs we as humans hold onto even though they do not serve us well.
Just over a month ago I was involved in a car “crash”.