A few months ago I wrote a post about how I sucked. My confession of all the ways I feel inadequate, all the things I felt I was hiding from you.
A post that went to much acclaim of retweeting and applause of commenting.
Because writing about how I suck is acceptable.
Partially because we can all identify with feeling less than perfect. But also because it’s normal to confess how we are inadequate. It doesn’t intimidate anyone to diminish one’s self, to be modest about one’s brilliance.
But that’s just another way to hide the truth.
The truth is that there are many ways in which I am awesome.
I care.
I want you to be loved. I want you to understand your purpose. I want you to feel fulfilled and powerful and excited about life. I want you to feel ecstasy. I want you to get laid. I want you to have best friends, to be supported and nurtured and safe and cared for because of everything you are. I want you to be able to speak your truth and be heard and understood. I want you to have whatever success you feel is important in your life. I want you to feel cared for. I really, really, give a shit about the happiness of you all. And I want to help you, to give you whatever you need, to make that happen for you.
I’m fun.
I make people fall over, pee in their pants laughing at the way I call myself out as an idiot or observe the idiocy surrounding us all. Life is delicious and bizarre and hilarious and I want to take you all with me to devour it. There’s nothing better than enjoying the random conversations that take place in a hotel room or an airport or a hospital waiting room or drunk in a Las Vegas bar at 3 in the morning. There’s always more to learn and explore and enjoy everywhere, hidden in books and online and in corners of the face to face world. Life is fucking amazing, and I’m constantly amazed at how much fun I am in it, with all of you.
I’m brave.
I listen to what everyone is thinking, what they are all whispering to me in hallways and bathrooms and skype chartrooms, and post it online. Even though I know it will burn bridges forever. I expose my truth. I choose to be uncomfortable every day. I push my boundaries, have the scary conversations, hit send on the unbelievable text messages. I walk into the room of strangers, send the DM to the A lister, move to a new city, learn to dance around a pole wearing 6 inch stilettos. And I do it all in public. Choosing to be the example for what living your truth can be.
I inspire.
There is some quality about who I am that bringing clarity. Some of it is a conscious part of my work, how I take the seemingly complex and chaotic and turn it into teachable steps that anyone can apply to their own business or life. And some of what I do is by who I am. By what I write. By the videos that I create. By my willingness to live my truth out loud. I shock people’s systems. I force them to recognize that they’ve been asleep their entire lives. And I wake them up to the real world.
As the woman said, how dare I hide that brilliance behind a confession of my alleged suckage.
The truth is that I’m amazing.
And that’s the most horribly scary truth that anyone can ever admit.
Because if I’m brilliant, if I have a great work that only I can bring to humanity, then I have no excuse.
Success, changing the world, living a fulfilled life, is possible. Is inevitable.
The only thing that can go wrong, the only way in which I can fail, is to chicken out by refusing to expose the venerable fleshy parts of my soul.
So as the natural expression of my amazingness, I issue this call to you.
Confess your brilliance.
Confess how you are awesome. What makes you unique. What are the gifts, the amazingness, the great works you are already bringing to everyone in your world.
Expose your most secret truth.
And let’s see the delicious amazingness we can create from the collective exposure of our souls.
#thatisall
Posting this today was inspired by the ghost in the room, or, why modesty is a dirty fucking word (sent to me today by @rockyourday), by this evening’s encouragement from @wendymaynard and @nummiesbras, and by today’s post by Catherine Caine called Own Your Awesomeness.
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