It’s been a while.
As some of you already know, I am juggling my business and teaching yoga with being the primary caregiver to my almost one-year-old baby (can somebody tell me where the hell time has gone?).
Which means I get to prioritize what I do with the little bits of time I have for working and I’ve had some WONDERFUL things that have been prioritized over writing my blog as of late.
I’ve started an online meditation class (which is freaking amazing, I must say! You should totally sign up for the next one!), I’m working with incredible clients, and yesterday I was the keynote for the Pink Earth Angels breast cancer support group’s event The High Tea of Hope.
The High Tea of Hope was a girly event with triangle cut sandwiches, a yummy lunch, and beautiful little dainties. We got to dress up and I met some of the most wonderful women!
What I want to share with you this morning though, is how I almost wrecked my speech, and a simple tool (that you too can use) which saved it and made it great.
I’m one of those funny people who really loves public speaking.
I love bringing people together and sharing ways to inspire them and make their lives better.
I do this daily as a yoga teacher, and also through group coaching, workshops, and the few speaking gigs I’ve had.
But I gave myself a LOT of pressure for this talk, and it didn’t take long for this talk to spiral out of control into the abyss of awful-dom.
I wanted to be sooooo good for these women.
I wanted to inspire them, support them, and make them laugh. I wanted this talk to be perfect.
I also didn’t want to offend anyone by being too careless with my language. I wasn’t afraid of cussing so much, but I didn’t want to say something well meaning that could be interpreted as callous, if you get my drift.
(That being said, I was reminded SEVERAL times NOT to drop an f-bomb…and yes, I am pleased to report that no f-bombs were dropped during this talk. However, “shit” definitely was.)
I spent all my work time and free evenings writing, and rewriting, and then researching, and then researching and writing, and ended up with this big disjointed, mess of things I didn’t really know about and didn’t flow, like at all.
The talk was Sunday, and that mess hot sticky mess was Thursday.
And then Friday morning, I had a moment of insight:
How can I make this easy?
Immediately I realized that in my efforts to make this talk good enough, inspiring, and (hopefully) funny, I blasted me away to an unknown third dimension and away from what I knew best.
I needed to talk about what I know.
I know, I know, you’re probably thinking, “no shit, Sherlock.” In my desire to make it great, I went to other sources, as though somehow my knowledge wasn’t enough.
This was a lightbulb moment for me, because this isn’t the first time I’ve done this.
I also did this on my very first talk I did, The Hero’s Journey. I did a bunch of research, but a bunch of random stuff together, and although it was a great learning experience for me to speak, it wasn’t a great speech by any means.
I wasn’t asked to speak at the High Tea of Hope to talk about other people’s stuff or ideas, I was hired to share MY knowledge, MY experiences, and MY expertise, because I really know my shit.
I’ve been doing this work for a decade, and I STILL struggle sometimes with owning that, and it was obvious to me when I was writing this speech.
As soon as I made it easy, it poured out of me like chocolate in a hot lava cake.
I had it written in under an hour, and it was great.
I rehearsed a few times to make sure it flowed, and that there were no gaps in the information, and by the time Sunday arrived, I was SO excited to speak to these 130 beautiful women.
I put on my favourite coral lace dress, with sapphire blue shoes. I spent a whole hour curling my hair and putting on make up and finished it off with a cranberry lip. I felt beautiful, confident, and ready.
When I walked up to the stage I felt a good nervous, excitement coursing through me, and genuinely happy to share.
And do you know what? It went perfectly!
I had fun, they laughed, and I had so many women come up to me after to thank me and tell me how much they enjoyed my talk. I couldn’t have been happier!
I had overcomplicated things initially in the interest of making it “better.”
What I’ve learned though, is that when I choose “easy” it’s usually the right way.
I’d love to hear from you now: Do you overcomplicate things? Do you sometimes forget that you also know your shit? What are your tools to curb the “I’m not enough” voice? Please share your wisdom below or in the Soul Sisterhood Facebook group.
Did you like this post? Then please share the hell out of it on Facebook, Tweet it out loud, and forward it to anyone who might benefit from this post.
Thank you for being the light that you are. Shine bright lovely.
Love and Light,