Yup, Another Certification
I’m resurrecting my blog and newsletter to more regularly communicate with those of you who have been following me, some for quite a few years! As a solopreneur, it can be tricky to keep up with all the latest algorithm requirements of the interwebs and if you’re introverted, like me, shouting into the void does not appeal AT ALL!
Latest Offerings
In preparation to do a relaunch of my business, I’ve started posting more on social media and re-engaging with my loyal clients as well as hoping to reach some new ones. Historically, I have struggled for the consistency necessary to make sure I’m reaching the people who may be most interested in what I have to offer. With the recent lunar eclipse, I’m releasing old stories of what a small business “should” look like. I’m open and receptive to the flow of time, energy, and having more faith that if I show up in authentic ways, my people will be able to find me.
Perfectly Imperfect
Allowing, Grace, Fail Forward, Perfectly Imperfect.
What do you feel when reading those words? If you’re anything like me I usually tense up. I’m not sure where I got my exaggerated fear of failure from, but I do know that I’ve been working on it, with it, and attempting to be curious about it. I absolutely love learning so I’m not so sure how failing would upset me when it just presents another learning opportunity.
Expectations
Day 4 of Effy’s Artfully Wild Blog Along:
For me expectations have always been a double-edged sword. In the past, I would have a mountain of expectations AND not communicate around them. You can imagine how that worked out for me. After working with a very good therapist, I have gotten much better about communicating my needs.
Born Worthy
When I sat down to think about what I wanted to write about for Day 2 of Effy’s Artfully Wild Blog Along, the phrase Born Worthy came to me. It immediately stopped the stories and voices that were gearing up to get louder and louder. I paused and sat with the words……Born Worthy. I truly believe to the bottom of my soul that we are all born worthy.
Impostor Syndrome
Every time I swear to myself that I will begin to post on a regular basis, that little voice gets louder and louder. “Who do you think you are to share your thoughts in this manner?” “Why would anyone want to read what you have written?” As most of you know, this is not helpful at all.