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Apologies if this is in the wrong section..
Change isn't always instantaneous, but It only takes one event to start the process of change. An event occurs in just a second.
It's not a huge event in this instance, which I'm sure many on here have had several of; but I thought I'd share as it's funny how things pan out and can change your perspective.
I've been spending a bit of time trying a few different, slightly related niches and marketing methods as of late, due to time constraints and certain situations meaning that my 'master plan' is on slow motion for a few more months in order to fund-up. But the last few weeks I've become increasingly anxious. What if it doesn't pan out. What if it doesn't get me there. What if I have to give up.
This manifested in wanting to wrap up a venture that I started a few months with the intent of committing, experimenting and growing. By chance, my sister sent me a meme out of the blue:
Remembered that the front was shaped like a 911, and remembered it genuinely was my first "Porsche". I was told I'd always be dreaming about the real thing, and amongst all the anguish it's been a long time since I stopped and smelled the roses. I looked around me whilst looking at the photo on my phone and realised I was sat in that dream Porsche from when I was 4 and I could not pinpoint how or when it happened or began to happen. It lifted my spirits but didn't change my mood. Then as I sat at a blank sheet of paper trying to work out my next move several hours later, my phone beeped. I looked at it to find that my first 'decent' order has come through, right on the eve of wanting to pack this particular venture in.
It's a minor sale in the great scheme of things, but the power of a sale that amounts to less than I earn in an hour of the current day job, has energised me more than a week's pay ever has. I've been going through the motions, feeling somewhat stuck, and frustrated doing a well paid day job that it isn't the time to leave yet; and things have reminded me that it's simply a turn of the cog, part of the journey, a moment in the process.
A sale that is the result of some late night's research, some marketing and some web and hosting fees over the last couple of months.
The point I'm trying to make is that sometimes, in a bad situation, you need to stop, smell the roses, have a look around at the sunshine through the clouds and just realise that there are 86,400 seconds in a day. And that's 86,400 opportunities for things to begin to change. I've made my first $xxx sale; the first $xxxx sale feels 10 times closer. Don't give up, keep increasing your chances of the next second being the 'one' that introduces you to your next chapter.
Change isn't always instantaneous, but It only takes one event to start the process of change. An event occurs in just a second.
It's not a huge event in this instance, which I'm sure many on here have had several of; but I thought I'd share as it's funny how things pan out and can change your perspective.
I've been spending a bit of time trying a few different, slightly related niches and marketing methods as of late, due to time constraints and certain situations meaning that my 'master plan' is on slow motion for a few more months in order to fund-up. But the last few weeks I've become increasingly anxious. What if it doesn't pan out. What if it doesn't get me there. What if I have to give up.
This manifested in wanting to wrap up a venture that I started a few months with the intent of committing, experimenting and growing. By chance, my sister sent me a meme out of the blue:
Remembered that the front was shaped like a 911, and remembered it genuinely was my first "Porsche". I was told I'd always be dreaming about the real thing, and amongst all the anguish it's been a long time since I stopped and smelled the roses. I looked around me whilst looking at the photo on my phone and realised I was sat in that dream Porsche from when I was 4 and I could not pinpoint how or when it happened or began to happen. It lifted my spirits but didn't change my mood. Then as I sat at a blank sheet of paper trying to work out my next move several hours later, my phone beeped. I looked at it to find that my first 'decent' order has come through, right on the eve of wanting to pack this particular venture in.
It's a minor sale in the great scheme of things, but the power of a sale that amounts to less than I earn in an hour of the current day job, has energised me more than a week's pay ever has. I've been going through the motions, feeling somewhat stuck, and frustrated doing a well paid day job that it isn't the time to leave yet; and things have reminded me that it's simply a turn of the cog, part of the journey, a moment in the process.
A sale that is the result of some late night's research, some marketing and some web and hosting fees over the last couple of months.
The point I'm trying to make is that sometimes, in a bad situation, you need to stop, smell the roses, have a look around at the sunshine through the clouds and just realise that there are 86,400 seconds in a day. And that's 86,400 opportunities for things to begin to change. I've made my first $xxx sale; the first $xxxx sale feels 10 times closer. Don't give up, keep increasing your chances of the next second being the 'one' that introduces you to your next chapter.
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