It’s too easy to stay comfortable.
- Busy work gives me excuses for not doing the hard work. The work that really leads to growth. Growth in my knowledge. Growth in my finances a real change.
- No excuses mean that failure is all mine. I cannot blame my team, my customers or my spouse. And I don’t have kids. No one is distracting me.
- No excuses mean that failure is all mine. I cannot blame my team, my customers or my spouse. And I don’t have kids. No one is distracting me.
- It leaves me feeling a lot of fear. I about to invest my time. My money. And I might get it wrong. This paralyzes. Me.
- I have plenty of help and resources and they are waiting to see if I am going to try. To write the articles and publish it and put money behind it.
- Am I going to call and get help with the tech I need and spend the money? A Risk. Money is in short supply these days. But if I don’t make a move. I am stagnant. Staying comfortable.
- This reality hit me during the Pandemic of 2020. I had been looking forward to working from home for the past 3 weeks. Just a day where I was not shipping or making products. Just working on marketing and implementing the things I had learned. Up until that point, I was just thinking “oh I can’t wait to just implement what I have learned. Then I sat down on that Thursday in my dining room ready to fire up and start creating a campaign and the fear set in. And the questions. What if I do it wrong? What if it doesn’t work for me? What if I waste time and money? I would rather be reading my cookbooks. Well of course I would. No one is judging or measuring my cooking. It doesn’t pay my bills or affect my future. It just distracts me from the hard measured reality of building and running my brands. Real work for me. I felt paralyzed. Afraid to start. Afraid to fail. And then…I just did.
- A Story: My parents —between the two of them have 7 Degrees A host of masters and specialist degrees and Ph.D. All of them were achieved while being married with children. ALL of them. My parents are from the poor rural south where a black child would finish high school with the highest level of math being Algebra. My parents are the epitome of No Excuses. They say that to us a lot. “Keneesha. You have no excuses.” my I can hear my dad saying it now. And he is right.
Moving Past the Fear and Paralysis. Have Some courage.
- Put one foot in front of the other. Only take the next step. Write your thought down on paper that is motivating you to write the blog. Write the next thought. Keep going until its a paragraph. That first step takes courage. You are courageous for taking it. Research examples of images to guide your next venture. Draft out your own process.
- Stay focused. Reread your post. Clarify your thoughts. Clean up the sentences a little. Have a friend or colleague read it and give some feedback.
- Stop Starting and Start Finishing.