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Self-limiting beliefs

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Self-limiting beliefs
Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Self-limiting beliefs are freaking powerful. I mean, if you don’t think you can do something then there’s a really strong chance that you’re gonna see those beliefs grow to fruition and not be able to do “it” (whatever “it” is). Let me tell you a story…

Beliefs and self-limiting beliefs. Before the power of self-limiting beliefs, I was a very optimistic, outgoing, bright, and sunny child. As I grew older in age, I realized that many people were inviting (okay demanding) me to shut up and sit down. After a while, I learned to dim my enthusiasm but my passion still burned brightly inside. I have spent much of my life, if not all, feeling confused as to why my opinions, beliefs, and views were unwelcome or deemed irrelevant by a few key people in my life. Report cards, performance evaluations, criticism on the job, and general comments left me with a huge feeling of inadequacy and that I was simply not enough. That’s a difficult position to be in. Enter Self-limiting beliefs.

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Circa 1977

Over time, I grew to discern when to let my freak flag fly but generally tried to keep it under wraps or, at a minimum; at half-mast. A couple of years ago I took a HUGE leap of faith and quit my steady full-time income and went full-time commission with Beachbody. The thought of spending my life helping others find their path with financial health, wellness, physical health, and nutrition was a Sirens’ Song to me. I took a leap of faith knowing I’d grow wings on the way

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Once I took that leap, paralysis set in and I lost my voice and I was overwhelmed by self-limiting beliefs. I froze. I panicked. I bailed on my fitness, my nutrition, my own financial health, and deemed my goals and visions to be too lofty. As the weight crept on and the debt grew deeper my self-confidence plummeted and the self-limiting beliefs took over. I found that what I perceived others thought of me mattered more than what I believed in me. I abandoned my love of all things fun and exchanged it for processes and systems. I left my proven land of “Just Be You” and moved into the territory of “You’re Doing It Wrong.” Wow. That sucked.

I internalized so much that I made myself physically ill. I’ve been vomiting, nauseated, skipping meals, extremely self-critical to the point of bailing on the mere thought of keeping my body in shape as it’s not going to work anyway as I’ll just quit it like I quit everything else. I’ve neglected my business even more that I’ve neglected my physical well-being.

“Self-limiting beliefs are freaking powerful. I mean, if you don’t think you can do something then there’s a really strong chance that you’re gonna see that to fruition and not be able to do “it” (whatever “it” is).”

unicorns rule
symbol of purity and grace

It has taken a lot of WORK but I am ready. I’m ready to resume ME and let my freak flag fly at full mast and let go of whatever I think you’re thinking of me (did ya follow that?). Why? Cuz I’m uniquely gifted by God and I’m dishonoring Him by injecting my human thinking into His master plan. No matter how hard I work at mastering processes and systems it will never be my gifting. I understand that I want to be proficient in certain processes but am in agreement with myself to let it go and simply be me. Simply. Be. Me.

How ‘bout you? Can you relate? If yes—then we have to connect. Comment below or message me. Let’s make 2016 OUR year to ROAR.

I am enough
I am enough

I talk to myself. A lot.

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Talk to myself 2015

I talk to myself. A lot. Maybe I’m alone in this (and am okay with that if it’s indeed true) but … maybe…just maybe; you will relate? I talk to myself. A lot. This

Talk to myself 1975
Talk to myself 1975

morning I’m out mowing the lawn and my current version of me is telling my younger version of me what I coulda shoulda woulda done for a better today. Stuff like I should have made different

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One day I woke up depressed

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One day I woke up depressed

Imagine my shock when one day I woke up depressed. In case you didn’t know, I am a superhero in my own mind. I often claim I own a pair of tights and a cape–even though I’ve usually misplaced them. Hence my complete confusion when I was sitting in my living room on a Sunday night and realized I’m deeply depressed. My surprise comes from the fact that I had no idea. I was truly shocked. I’m a mom of two amazing kids, in a wonderful relationship with a man so perfect for me that I regularly pinch myself, I have a wonderful business as a Beachbody Coach, have over 15-years in my profession, have a collegiate degree in my profession from Michigan State University , and sit as President of a Board of professionals in my area. My life, overall, ROCKS.

What the heck is depressed?!?

I really just thought I was stressed out. I figured my oh-so-crazy life was just taking over and I needed to suck it up and push through. But, as the days went on, much was left undone but depression never occurred to me.

My past has taught me

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Finding a purpose that is greater than me

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The Purpose of Life is a Life of Purpose

Finding a purpose that is greater than me is important. Getting around the other leaders at Beachbody helps me rediscover my purpose and remember that there are things far greater than just me in play. This was clearly the case yesterday when I attended Beachbody’s quarterly corporate meeting: Super Saturday.

It reminded me…this is MUCH bigger than me. Greater than I. My fears are insignificant in the big picture which is that PEOPLE NEED HELP. They need hope. They need solutions that actually work. They need a guarantee that, if they do the work, they will get the results. They do not need platitudes (or B.S.)–they get that from their boss, peers, and “friends.” They need the truth. Purpose. They need to be inspired. They need to know that where they are today–where they have already been–DOES NOT LIMIT THEIR TOMORROW. It’s what they are willing to do right now. Today. What they are willing to DO that determines their tomorrow. Many come from a history of disappointment that is cluttered with the debris left behind by discouragement, failed attempts, and uninspiring results. Living in that emotional chaos can lead a person to believe that will be their future, too. Take heed, my friends. This is not the automatic truth so long as people are careful to avoid a self-fulfilling prophecy by listening to those negative voices in their head. Today can be different than yesterday–if they choose to make it that way and go after it with purpose.

People need to know that if they show up–even when it is hard–and do the work they will get the payoffs.

*If you are willing to put your heart into helping yourself by losing the weight, gaining the muscle, improving your health; I am herReady to lose weight? I'm here to helpe to show you how. I am looking for people to join my team that are committed to getting results from their workout program and Shakeology.These programs and products are guaranteed to work (30-day no questions asked guarantee) and I am committed to helping you change your health.

If you have the heart and passion to commit to making a difference in other people’s lives and using Beachbody as a vehicle to make that happen–I’m looking for 7 people that I will mentor, train, and guide through the process and set them up for financial success–and change some lives along the path. If that’s you–hit me up. Let’s get you started on a new path to a new tomorrow. I only will work with those that are SERIOUS about learning, growing, sharing, earning an income and changing lives for the better..

If Only

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If Only
If Only

Regret can be a beast. It can consume a person. “If only. ” Think about it–our athletes, politicians, employers, employees, teachers, police officers, first responders, parents, siblings, children, friends and more–all have had moments they wish they had a “do over.” Even the Star Wars Storm Trooper probably had a moment of reflection mixed with regret. And, heck, they aren’t even human! My point? We all generally do the very best we can with the knowledge we have at the moment. That said, what do we do with those moments that beckon; if only?

If only…if only I had been a better student in high school. If only I had focused and created better study habits. What would my professional career had been. If only….

If only…if only I had tried harder in sports. If only I had treated practice more as preparation for the big game day than an excuse to fluff off. If only I had shown up to each practice and given it everything I had instead of being bitter cuz I was benched during last week’s game. If only…

If only I had dated better in high school and/or college. If only I had taken the time to truly interview the person who was applying for the role of my partner. If only I had taken the time to truly scrutinize and determine what qualifications my partner NEEDED to have prior to allowing them full access to my life. To my heart. To my future. If only…

If only…I had applied myself more at my last job. If I’d have shown up on time, worked a full day, not gossiped, and paid attention to the training I received I might have been able to keep the job. If only…

“If only” moments happen to all of us in one form or another. I imagine when American rapper, song writer, and producer Eminem takes the stage, when Dallas Cowboys Quarterback Tony Romo takes a field, when U.S. President Obama takes the podium, when US Olympian swimmer Michael Phelps takes the water, when fire fighters don their gear in the middle of a night and unite at a blaze, when police officers respond to a domestic dispute at a home and children are present….I imagine they all have their best plan in place. They all have their best game face on. And, I hazard a guess: when they’re done, they all have their own level of regret. Their own level of “if only.” The point is that life is NOT perfect. It is incredibly messy. It is haphazard and we’re often thrown into the position of choosing the blue pill/red pill much like in the movie Matrix where we’re presented with an impossible choice and expected to make the right choice the first time around.

At the beginning and end of any day, life is meant to be messy. Life is meant to be lived. It is meant to be riddled with mistakes, errors, and moments where participants scratch their head in wonder of, “Why did I do that?!?!?” Life is not meant to be perfect. It’s meant to be colorful. It’s meant to be emotional. It’s meant to be unique. MOST OF ALL…LIFE IS MEANT TO BE LIVED. Not existed. Not tolerated. LIVED.   Go out there and grab what you want with the passion a child clutches a recently found but formerly lost favorite stuffed animal. Life is meant to be LIVED. So…to hell with the “if only” and embrace the concept, “I’m gonna try…”

Instead of being paralyzed by, “if only” be enabled and freed by “I tried.”Spending our time and energy trying to think inside the box, trying to be what the world thinks we should, trying to take our own personal dreams and goals and forcing them into the back seat cuz they may offend someone is just downright silly. In the words of Eminem in his song Lose Yourself (explicit);

 

“You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime.”

 

My point? LIFE IS MEANT TO BE LIVED. Go out and mess it all up. Go out and do it perfectly. Whatever. JUST GO LIVE IT!!! My Great-Aunt lived to about 93 years of age–and did so without regret. Does that mean she didn’t royally jack some stuff up? HECK NO!!! Her mistakes topped the charts for some. She was an amazing woman that I loved, honored, respected and emulated. And (holy cats) she was human. She made so many “mistakes” in her life but, at the end of her life, she was satisfied. She didn’t bemoan what didn’t work–she celebrated what DID.  That is my wish for you.

Often, at the end of any day, we focus on the risks we didn’t take. The chances we passed over. Allow me to hand you a hall pass to life wherein you just go after it and live you life to its fullest–to the utter dismay and undulated joy of those around you. Think about it–you’re living you life for you. GO LIVE IT.

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