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Showing posts with label motivational. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motivational. Show all posts

Friday, June 17, 2011

Got my mind right

I should preface these comments by saying I've been up (and working...and walking uphill both ways) since 3am (don't ask), so now my brain is yawning and farting, and just generally ready for a nap and a Scotch. (Not necessarily in that order.)
Anyway, this morning I got office space (380 Lexington! A huge office that I could, theoretically, fill up with photos of the cats but since I'd like to GET clients and not horrify them, I shall leave the photos on the phone, blog, laptop, brag book where they belong.) so that I can stop meeting clients at cafes and have a prime location for my nascent empire.  I am thrilled...and a wee bit nauseous which probably means I'm doing the right thing. As Eleanor Roosevelt famously said, "You must do the thing you think you cannot do." (Fun fact: she used to carry a gun. Armed liberals are some of my favorite things! And, I probably just lost several hundred prospective clients...alas.)
Anyway, I realized I had to get office space and stop worrying about money earlier this week, when I had a revelation about breaking through bad patterns. I had spent months trying to get a small business loan so I could take advantage of some opportunities, but like the Greek government, all I was getting was a world of pain.
It was making me very cranky...until I sort of thought, "...or, what if I just ignored the problem and did what I needed to anyway? What would happen then?" (Insert the theme song to that great 1980s education show, 3-2-1 Contact here: http://youtu.be/B7S537b7saE) What if I stopped letting the problem dictate my actions...and did what I needed to?
And, to quote the rappers, I got my "mind right." (Can I really motivate people quoting Gucci Mane and Ace Hood? What a country!) I decided to attack the issue another way, focus on what I was trying to accomplish, and stop distracting myself and wasting time on the symptom...so far, it appears to be working. (*shifty eyes*) So far..

Saturday, June 11, 2011

I'm (probably way too) real...

I had a blast last night speaking about 10 quickie ways to jump start yourself  on the transformative process of reinvention at the NewLife Expo…especially given that it was one of my first big speaking engagements, and that for about 5 heart-pounding minutes it looked like nobody would show (sad trumpet noise here)..but then, it happened: the room got filled, people were excited, my endorphins took off and I ended with a cheering squad. [That makes it seem like some bad 1980s film…but no. I was not wearing an inside-out sweatshirt.]
Anyway, afterwards, one of the participants asked me if I was a motivational speaker and I sort of cringed, since to me “motivational speaker” reminds me in the worst way of a politician: sanctimonious, arrogant and prone to dispensing unrealistic judgments about how you should your life, while they’re safe on the federal tit. Like, for example, that disgusting hypocrite, former Idaho Sen. Larry E. Craig, who had the gall, the almost unimaginable lack of conscience, to consistently  vote down pro-gay rights items, condemning gays for their “lifestyle choices”… all the while he was  soliciting men in public bathrooms. Pathetic. [Yes, I know there are good politicians…or at least, people who have done good  & important things while in office so simma down.  You don’t want to sue me.  All of my worldly assets at the point are the cats, several thousand books, several million partially broken cat toys,  my cleavage and a lot of law school debt…l’chaim! ]

But I'm not here to judge you. Not me, son. I’m not damning you for doing something I wouldn’t have the balls to do myself. I’m “simply” asking you to not cheat yourself.  To be true to all your great reserves of potential and talent. To not hide from yourself.  J. Ho needed 6 people to help her write “Jenny From The Block” [one of those bits of trivia that will stay in my brain till I die. First year of law school has , mercifully, almost completely evaporated, but the fact that it took 7 damn people to write lyrics like I’m still/I’m still/Jenny from the block will remain in my frontal lobes forever!], but I’m completely real all by myself.  And if I do my job right, and help you to “get it” about your potential, talent and opportunities…you will be too.