So in today's long list of things to do is to blog, finally, from the heart.
Compared to the woman I was back in 2009/2010, I let a lot of things get to me now. This is not good. I get frustrated and angry with peoples negative words and comments and especially negativity towards my vision and goals. The closer the person is to me, the more painful it is.
Now Rose circa 2009 was a more blasé kind of chick when it came to this kind of tom-foolery. I expected people to not "be on my level" of having a vision and having detailed plans to make this vision a reality, so I knew the foolishness was going to come as a result. So when people did say negative things to me, I would just stare at them blank-faced like a doll. Boy did it piss them off, which told me they only said what they said to try and bring me down.
Perhaps it was because they didn't like seeing someone else do what they knew they could and should be doing for themselves. Maybe they hated being faced with what really going for it looked like compared to "doing it for the vine" (we didn't have vine back them, but you know what I mean). The woman I was at that time simply didn't care.
I want to go back to being that woman, not to get pleasure from pissing off the nay-sayers (because I did, I won't lie), but because that Rose was so driven, so ambitious and she could see her brilliant and bright future so clearly that the negative words telling her she couldn't make it was like trying to tell her that all along the sky wasn't blue, it was silver with purple glitter in it - complete B.S.
I've taken some time to reflect and think back to the positive things I did to get me and keep me in that frame of mind for those two years, and the biggest thing that stuck out was that I was totally immersed in motivation. I listened to it daily, I read books about it daily, I watched videos about it daily, I received emails about it daily, my closest friends were speaking it to me daily (they were also all about motivation; birds of a feather and all that...), my then private mentor Shanel Cooper-Skyes called me about it weekly. Motivation became a part of who I was and so there was little to no room in my life for the opposite.
So first things, first - Affirmations: "An affirmation is a carefully formatted statement that should be repeated to one's self and written down frequently." (Source:Wikipedia) Back then, I lived with my parents so my bedroom was my sanctuary and I had these posted up everywhere. On my mirrors, next to my bed, above my bed, next to my window, on my wardrobe, on the back on my door, on my laptop wallpaper, on my phone wallpaper, in my notebook, on my Filofax and although they seemed silly to some, they were so powerful. I know what came from seeing, reading and repeating them over and over in the following year and how they boosted my self confidence.
Here's my personal mission statement, for the Rose I am today:
Rose
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| Cue my Day Designer by Whitney English - Isn't she beautiful *swoon* |
Now Rose circa 2009 was a more blasé kind of chick when it came to this kind of tom-foolery. I expected people to not "be on my level" of having a vision and having detailed plans to make this vision a reality, so I knew the foolishness was going to come as a result. So when people did say negative things to me, I would just stare at them blank-faced like a doll. Boy did it piss them off, which told me they only said what they said to try and bring me down.
Perhaps it was because they didn't like seeing someone else do what they knew they could and should be doing for themselves. Maybe they hated being faced with what really going for it looked like compared to "doing it for the vine" (we didn't have vine back them, but you know what I mean). The woman I was at that time simply didn't care.
I want to go back to being that woman, not to get pleasure from pissing off the nay-sayers (because I did, I won't lie), but because that Rose was so driven, so ambitious and she could see her brilliant and bright future so clearly that the negative words telling her she couldn't make it was like trying to tell her that all along the sky wasn't blue, it was silver with purple glitter in it - complete B.S.
I've taken some time to reflect and think back to the positive things I did to get me and keep me in that frame of mind for those two years, and the biggest thing that stuck out was that I was totally immersed in motivation. I listened to it daily, I read books about it daily, I watched videos about it daily, I received emails about it daily, my closest friends were speaking it to me daily (they were also all about motivation; birds of a feather and all that...), my then private mentor Shanel Cooper-Skyes called me about it weekly. Motivation became a part of who I was and so there was little to no room in my life for the opposite.
So first things, first - Affirmations: "An affirmation is a carefully formatted statement that should be repeated to one's self and written down frequently." (Source:Wikipedia) Back then, I lived with my parents so my bedroom was my sanctuary and I had these posted up everywhere. On my mirrors, next to my bed, above my bed, next to my window, on my wardrobe, on the back on my door, on my laptop wallpaper, on my phone wallpaper, in my notebook, on my Filofax and although they seemed silly to some, they were so powerful. I know what came from seeing, reading and repeating them over and over in the following year and how they boosted my self confidence.
Here's my personal mission statement, for the Rose I am today:
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