You know that dawning moment when you find yourself nodding to all those personal development book quotes?
Because you are already familiar with the process. Your mentor taught you this and you've already been doing it for a while and you know it freaking works.
When what used to be sketchy, delusional productive people practice no longer causes a snort to escape from your nose...
But summons a vivid visualization of the near future you, delegating like a boss and sweet talking grumpy restaurant customers to a five-star review and a return visit.
I'm at this phase right now.
And 2020 is a promising year not just for me, but hopefully for my entire family as well.
It's the first year where I know what I'm going to do at every quarter of the year, if not every month of the year.
It's the first year where I have a solid, numerical goal for each quarter of the year.
It's the first year where I have a planner, a journal, and a set of notebooks for notes and scribbles that will help me reach my yearly goals. -- a nice change from the last 2 years. I finally figure out a journal system that works for me perfectly.
It's refreshing and wildly nerve-wracking at the same time.
But I have this sense of calmness in me, an outpour of confidence that roots from my maker, and a stoic rush that lets me control my emotions, preserving myself of whatever the outcome would be.
See, success has this raincheck cord attached to my spiritual fiber.
Thoughts like...
Do my big, hairy, audacious goals make me too materialistic for this life?
Is my life revolving around the pleasures that are redeemable only on this earth?
Am I too busy to think about the gospel today?
Am I too driven right now?
Do I really need to level up again?
I haven't entirely shaken off the belief that something bad is about to happen when everything starts to fall into their place.
That reality couldn't possibly be this good.
I always pause to pray when I feel like this.
And I find my brain repeating a line from my mentor:
If things are going well, then they could be better.
I know very well that those are just limiting beliefs and I do believe I deserve all the goodness, but sometimes it just feels like surreal.
That's why I'm relieved when there's a little ripple that has been caused by my actions--me being too busy, me being too ambitious, me not having enough mental capacity to play with the fmaily.
That's when I pause and take things slow.
I also think that I have this fear of success.
This year is our breakthrough year.
I'm opening a SaaS agency with my co-freelancers. (First lead is up via the cold email that I wrote. I'll do the call with him.)
We're opening up a restaurant with my friends and family.
I'm
We're moving to our new home in the last part of the year.
And I feel the excitement and a whiff of disbelief. :)
And I'm hoping this month will be a 10k month for me. I can feel it. :)
So this is how real entrepreneurship feels like.
The past years have been figuring out what kind of business appeals to me the most.
Read this, this and this.
(I'm the lazy kind. I'd want low capital, easy to market, worldwide reach, easy fulfillment, no-ceiling revenue possibility and minimal operations.
I know the restaurant business doesn't sound like this but I have other reasons for engaging with that.)
January has been for building or prepping up the NEW me for the year.
February is when I start igniting my engine. The real race (with myself) is just beginning.
I promise to take the pit stop when I need it. When we need it.
Help us, Lord.
May all that we do be for your greater glory. :)
And thank you.
Super thank you.
