Remember when we had to do those projects in Elementary School about what we wanted to be when we grew up ? I do.
And I remember feeling anxious and like the world was closing in on me.
I’ve never admitted that to anyone before. (Hi Mom… ahem)
I always thought there was something wrong with me that I couldn’t find something interesting enough to pursue… or just good enough to get me through my working years.
Everything I saw was an office job of some sort or felt like shooting for the moon. And while I briefly pretended like I would be an astronaut, I knew it wasn’t really true.
I took a look at my mom the guidance counselor and my dad the accountant and I figured if they do it then I must be able to as well.
So I did that 3rd grade project based on my dad’s job, an “Administrative Manager”, because he was the coolest guy I knew.
I didn’t have a clue what that was but I knew it involved a suit and a briefcase. And even now, just thinking about that project, I can feel tightness in my chest and my shoulders collapsing in to protect my heart.
Oh my heart.
It was there waiting with my real wish all along – that rapid but shy and quiet beat of an entrepreneur.
After nine jobs in nine years, after nine years of feeling lost, of feeling like something was wrong with me, not understanding what was wrong with me, I finally learned to make money on my own.
It didn’t happen the way I thought it would.
And there was a lot of confusion. A ton of overwhelm. And even more naysayers.
But my heart, oh my heart.
It fluttered with freedom. It finally felt at home.
So what’s a girl to do but carry on? Figure it out? Get moving?
Life slapped me in the face and I finally quit the full-time, 8-5, cardigan wearing office gigs. And shit got real (in the not so great sense).
Then I started earning money online, from people I didn’t know. Imagine that!
And so shit got real (in the fabulous sense) and I haven’t looked back since… except to figure out what all that craziness was that I went through so others wouldn’t have to.
And let me tell you something, I think there’s just too much chatter out there for new entrepreneurs, which then turns them into struggling entrepreneurs.
Because with all the info out there, how’s a girl to know how to really make her first dollar? How can she really take what’s out there and apply it in her life to get her up and running?
I’m all about “the real deal”, i.e. cutting the crap. Give it to me straight, tell it like it is, what’s the scoop with the behind the scenes. Spill baby spill. {In the nicest and most uplifting way possible. I’m a sensitive soul you know.}
On Monday, I’m sharing the real deal on what I know will get you started in business. Without all the time and money wasters. Without wading through website upon website. And lord knows without all the advice that’s out there.
I’ve giving the scoop on the Only 3 Things You Need to Start Your Business. The exact things that I used to replace my corporate salary and book myself solid with clients – before I ever had a website, business plan, fancy marketing, or knowing a single other person in the online biz game.
Because I’ve learned that those starting out don’t always get the full picture and I just don’t think that’s going to help anyone reach the point where their heart flutters with freedom and feels at home.
I like that feeling and I’m guessing you would too.
If you’d like the inside scoop and to know how I did it, join me for this free hour on Monday.
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Let’s do this,
Amy
