This week I started my Introduction or ‘On Boarding’ for my new course ‘Get Excited About Your Life’. This is a course which will help me to look at key points of my life and help me to move my mindset to a positive place which will inevitably help my business.
We’ve had a few actions to take on for this introduction week – one being to do a Facebook Live to our group. Now, for me it was fine as I’m a complete show off, but for some of the ladies in my group it was a real baptism of fire… and they all nailed it!
The other big task for the week was to write ‘My Story’. No rules, no template to follow… just write my story as I ‘feel it’. This will be used as the basis of my 1:1 sessions with my mentor Andrea.
Jeeez! Where to start with that! How long should I make it? How much detail is required?
I decided that I would tackle this after a meeting on Thursday. I stayed on at the venue and made the most of the unlimited coffee and continental breakfast bar! I powered up the laptop and started to type away.
Two hours later and I’d covered a lot of ground, revisiting lots of events in my life that I hadn’t thought about for a while, stuff to be proud about, stuff that I learned from and other situations in my life that still affect how I deal with situations today.
There was a point that I found incredibly hard to type about. The experience losing Mum. It’s amazing how my brain has managed to cope these last two and half years and almost put a lot of the feelings into a little filing cabinet so that I am able to function on a daily basis. Now and again though, the filing cabinet is opened and the documents come falling out… or the tears come falling down.
Being sat in the middle of a Brewsters crying at a laptop is not a good look so I made a hasty exit.
When I got home I managed to finish my story, warts and all and submitted it to Andrea.
After putting it all out there I thought I would feel like a weight had been lifted, but for a little while, the opposite happened. I felt heavy and filled with anxiety! The following day I couldn’t catch my breath and just felt generally shitty! Was this meant to happen after baring all in a word document?
That night I was due to go out with hubby for the night, and whilst I really just wanted to join my son and put my pj’s on at 6pm, but instead I got dolled up and went out. I’m so glad I did. Spending some much overdue time with my man was just the tonic (with Gin) that I needed!
Since then I have felt much better and I’m really looking forward to working through all the aspects that make me who I am and turning it into positive mindset.
The course is all about putting yourself out there, having belief in what you’re doing and owning it. I have no doubt that by the end of the 13 weeks we will all be nailing it and completely owning it!
I hope you will follow along with me on the journey!
Until next time,
Love and hugs,