I see what you don’t want to see

 

I see the magic in you that you are afraid to let out. You’re afraid that you’ll actually get it right and that you’ll have to keep it up. But how? Because you got one thing right doesn’t mean you’ll get anything else right.

And that’s okay.

You have to believe in your magic. You have to believe that you have more than that single spark of love or genius or whatever the fuck it is that’s plaguing you that you are scared you won’t be able to replicate.  

But it doesn’t matter if I believe it. AT ALL.

You don’t know how to do A so you say Fuck B. Leaving the entire alphabet on the table for someone else to own and make loads from.

Why? Why do you do that to yourself?

Why do we do it to ourselves?

We all live in the same plane, but we want to believe that others live somewhere else. We want to believe that someone else has answers we don’t and that’s why they’re online talking about how fucking amazing they are.

So we sit.

And read.

And read.

And read.

Hoping some flash of brilliance will knock us off our asses and into success. It doesn’t work that way.

You have to open your brain and your soul...preferably with the sword of the mightiest samurai and dig your fingers deep into the wound, feeling around for that part of you that’s there, waiting to be loved. Waiting to be cherished. Waiting to be heard.

But that’s scary work.

It hurts.

Like all fucking hell.

I know.

I face demons that will never leave me. And honestly, I don’t want them to. I want to keep them right where they are and learn to use them to my own benefit.

To YOUR benefit.

I want to lay down with them, looking at the universe and let them tell me why they chose me, why they need me as much as I need them.

Because when I can do that without tears, without pain, without the hurt of loss and emptiness, words that touch souls come pouring forth for your world, for your pockets. For the pockets of your family.

Because I KNOW why you started your business and it wasn’t to heal the world. It was because you couldn’t NOT start your business.

You felt your own fire dwelling deep in the belly of the beast that lives in you and you KNOW you have the magic to make it, but you let someone tell you, you couldn’t.

Or you listened to their doubt in their actions, even if it wasn’t in their words.

And it scarred you and scared you.

What if they’re right?

What if it’s all a delusion you’ve developed about what you have the capability to do?

It’s not.

Trust me.

There are people out there that need your brand of compassion. Of touch. Of bourbon.

And no one will ever tell you that. They’ll never tell you they want to see you win, because deep down inside, they don’t want you to.

Because if you win, you’re healing...and they are not.

Because if you win, you’re superhuman and they’re not.

Life isn’t about getting up and doing what the world tells you to do. It’s about breathing through every ounce of the pain that wants to keep you down.

It’s about breathing through the hurt of doubt and misunderstanding.

It’s about loving yourself more than anyone could ever love you.

That’s when your business comes to life.

That’s when you will finally see the magic that I see in you.

People come to me and say, “Yo, Tania. I have no fucking idea what I do. What do I tell people I do?” Because they have in their heads they are some [insert label] that everyone else is or thinks they are.

I look at them. I listen to them. I read them in their social posts and in their blogs, their videos. And I see the magic they don’t see. I see the magic that doesn’t carry the same label the rest of the world subscribes to.

Not because I’m magic (that’s Dani). But because my soul has been ripped out of my body more times than I care to count and every time it happens, a part of me sees a light that I didn’t see before.

It’s Evolution at its most horrific and painful.

The tattoo on my arm? Isn’t a black scorpion. It’s every wound I’ve recovered from and will recover from. It’s the final wound I WON’T recover from.

It’s my trip into a world that no one except me understands.

It’s my empathy and my intuition. It’s what drives my words (and your sales).

I’m not a woo-woo writer, by any stretch of anyone’s imagination, but I’m an emotional writer, led by everything I see in you and in your pain and healing, in the words you won’t speak to anyone else.

Life and business. They are in no way separate entities in this world anymore. So if you can’t see your magic, or are scared to, hit me. I’ll tell you what’s scary.

And then? You’ll dive heart first into everything you thought you couldn’t do to find the real you that I see standing on the other side.