Clarity Blog
Musings from My Desk
Like, if someone else was watching you move through your day like a movie — what would they say about you? What would they think? What would they feel? How would they describe you to a friend?
I’m in the middle of an ongoing conversation with someone about the words we choose to describe things.
Are the words you’re choosing conveying what you mean?
Are the sentences you string together telling the story you want to tell in the way you want to tell it?
Time is the strangest things... it feels like more than a few days ago that the inspiration struck me ️yet, that's all it's been.
I'm curious, have you spent time with what you've believed was possible and/or are dreaming into for 2023?
Don't get me wrong, it is 2022 — I don't want you to get caught up in the future.
There is no greater medicine for a future you dream of than to be here now.
A very simplified view on people, maybe. But you can likely relate. Are you one of the idea people, project people, or worker bees?
We need all of these people to get ideas off the ground. Sometimes we’re even playing all the roles. In my honest opinion, to have a collective sense of joy, ease, and flow (with you, your clients, your people), having people in the right roles aligned with their strengths is key.
Sure, you can get your ideas into the world on your own. No doubt you’re used to doing it. You might have had ideas that were so good and exciting that carrying the project and worker bee responsibilities didn’t even feel that bad.
Doing what I do for the ravenous, fiery, Mars-like desire to become, acquire, achieve, experience — whether for social or spiritual ascension — is the shortest end of the stick I can pick up. I’m intimately familiar with this way of doing things and how rarely fulfilling it is, if at all.
I know firsthand how this approach makes it almost impossible to feel grounded and like I have a grip on things.
The truth is, I always knew enough and had the tools to live the way I wanted but so much of what I believed was tethered to what other people believed. People who cared about me, people who loved me.
Because I didn't know any better, when they projected their doubts, fears, and whatever limiting beliefs they had about themselves (or me), I believed them. They were older or more this or more that than me.
I’m a big believer in reflection, journaling, setting goals and all that, but I cannot get behind the sense of urgency around having all this stuff on lock already, or even being ready to dig into them right now.
For one, reflection is an ongoing process. Having goals set and a word of the year in place already is not a sign that anyone is more together than you. Not having them in place “yet” is a sign that you’re human, surviving a pandemic and doing the best that you can.
