I am phasing in and out of a NyQuil-induced brain fuzz today.

Doesn't that always seem to be the case? Right when you have the most to do, your body decides it's time to slow things down.

In any case, I did it. I did the thing. I pulled the trigger on my "new" business idea and I'm in the midst of making it happen. (Which is why things will be slowing down over here for a hot minute while I bust out the setup.)

I do still have some writing itches to scratch though, so don't count me out yet.

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The last time I wasn't feeling so hot and decided to play it safe in bed all day, I busted out some business goals and planned out a product launch. (Maybe the brain fuzz that disconnects you from reality is just your brain adjusting the signal to the spiritual.)

So, the question of the day has become, "What do I really want this business and my life to look like? What do I want to see it become?"

It's hard to want to answer that because it gets me excited and barreling forward. And in the past, it never panned out. 

But for some reason, whether it's God or delusion, I feel like shit is finally coming together!

The past is starting to click together like puzzle pieces. I am starting to see why I had to go through all that crap in order to get here. 

And the best part about getting to this point is...

Let me be honest... I did quit. Several times.

I thought that because I couldn't do it their way that I wasn't capable of doing it. It was "too hard for someone like me."

But this little business kept nibbling on my ear, in the back parts of my brain, saying, "but wouldn't it be awesome if you could?"

So, I'd jump back in and try. And I couldn't make it work that way so I looked for another way. And another way. And another way...

And I knew if I could just find my way, I could make it work. Because, honestly, every other business model sucks.

I wanted freedom but, in the back of my mind, those kinds of businesses weren't really going to give me the freedom I wanted.

But the people that know me and love me told me I couldn't do it. They told me that it's just not for me and I need to "get a real job".

And the people that believed I could do it, told me I needed to do it the way that it's always been done.

But I'm Club Black Sheep, remember?! And I do things my way. (But thank God I listened to the nibbling voice and not everyone else!)

Yeah, there's something to be said about reproducibility and following the path to success that others have already forged. But what if that's not you?

Here's the deal. I'm not a salesperson. I am not particularly outgoing. And I am terrible at maintaining relationships.

Do I still love the people I no longer talk to? Most of them, yeah. And I'll gladly answer their call on the first ring. But am I going to be so bold as to make the first call? Hell no!

But that's the kind of person it takes to be successful in sales - a relationship nurturer.

So, that "perfect path to success" everyone keeps talking about? Yeah, that's not going to work for me. I was always going to have to carve out my own path.

And I'm pretty damn proud of myself for sticking with it and continuing to look for a way to do the thing that EVERYONE told me I wasn't capable of accomplishing.

It's kind of funny that I'm acting like it's all worked out and I'm rolling in money. But isn't delusion the first step to any successful business?

<shrugs> I think so...

So, here's what I'm putting in your take-home box today... 

If the thing keeps calling you, don't feel foolish for continuing to go for it. I truly believe if you want it bad enough and you stick around long enough, it's just crazy enough to actually happen.

And two, screw what everyone else says. If it doesn't feel good in your bones, it's not sustainable. And it's never really going to make you a success. (Note: There is a difference between uncomfortable and inauthentic. Know the difference.)

Carve your own path. Do your own thing. And people will flock to you just to sit in your light.

P.S. I'm off to crawl back in bed and sleep off some of these reality fumes...