Before we get started, I did not participate in a orgy. There I said it. And I know some of you thought it….
It was a yoga class. And not just any yoga class, but one led by someone I’ve admired from afar for almost two years. He’s the director of the Ashtanga yoga institute in India. But enough about that.
The point it I actually paid what I consider a lot of money for this class (and if you must know, it included transportation to and from the venue, and a night stay in a not so bad hostel) and man, was I intimidated as heck. I mean, really, really, really intimidated.
I’ve never gone to a yoga class in years and was scared everyone around me was going to be better. I practiced almost every day for a month leading to the class. And you can get that every time I practiced I was thinking if I was going to embarrass myself in some form or another when I got there.
I made this class out to be more important and intimating than it was. I mean, who would care that I fumble during a headstand, or can’t get too deep into a forward bend? And why was I doing this to myself?
Because my mind was playing tricks on me that’s what. It got me thinking about what other parts of my life I limit myself in. And as much as I’ve accomplished in my short existence on earth, I know there are ways I can push myself more. Get out of my head.
And I’m sure you have those moments too right? And I’m sure you at some point you thought I was crazy for preparing for one yoga class.
Ok, let’s get back to the sweaty bit.
On the day of the class, I was in fact really calm. I felt like I belonged there, with all these other yogis. The moment the class started, I knew just what to do, even the poses I never practiced. Whenever the teacher announced the next step, I’d somehow manage to execute them flawlessly. It was hard, sweat was rolling down my eyes (it stings people!) but I kept going. Every once in a while, the teacher would come and correct what I did. But that was it.
Afterwards, I felt such a high I never experienced before.
Walking back to where I was staying for the night, I realized that I finished the class, and did more than I thought I could. I really did make the class into a bigger deal that what it should have been.
I went home and decided that my own limiting beliefs is what has kept me from furthering my business. Sure, I’ve had months where I’ve exceeded my income at my day job. But there were certain things (like getting different clientele and including different services) that I was too scared to do. I have no idea why. I seriously felt like I wasn’t capable of pushing myself to make more, do more, and be the kind of copywriter I really want to be. It’s silly isn’t it? I really did make it into a bigger deal than what it was.
A week after that, I worked my butt off to relaunch my freelance writer site. I’m proud of this baby. It represents a new direction I’m taking with my business and life. Is it scary? Yes? Will I alienate current clients/friends/mastermind group members as a result? Sure.
But I’m moving forward knowing that I have the potential to be more successful. It’s a matter of if I’m going to let my limiting beliefs get in the way.
What are you going to do today to put your best foot forward?