We live in a world where busyness is glorified. Whether busyness to show off productivity, a time-filler, a fear of missing out, a necessity to make ends meet, a way of over-giving, an addiction, or even as a distraction (because who really wants to deal and feel all that’s going on in the world right now …)
Recently, I had not one or two but—three “difficult conversations.” I put that in quotes because while they were challenging issues to navigate and I was called to speak up and share my edgy truth with dear friends—who quite honestly, I was afraid to hurt or worse, lose—the conversations turned out to be beautiful, connective, and loving.
I am a recovering perfectionist who occasionally relapses. Like last week when I began teaching my new online course for female entrepreneurs. While the kick-off class went really well—upon my reflection—I noticed a part of me that was seeking perfection.
I have been blessed to work with some high-level, badass female entrepreneurs. Women who own yoga studios, teach wellness classes, write blogs and books, lead trainings, have staff working for them, coach and mentor others, and run many other bold and heart-centered businesses.