I didn’t speak up, now I have laryngitis.

I didn’t speak up, now I have laryngitis.

I knew I was getting ready for something BIG because I could feel a breakdown coming on. In the past couple of weeks I have created experiences that gave me opportunities to either speak up or stay silent. I stayed silent. And it brought up the times in my life when I didn’t speak up. The result? A couple of days ago I lost my voice almost completely. I was able to get out a whisper yesterday. Today it’s a little better. I am currently experiencing laryngitis. (see the meaning of this below – holy moly) Not only is this annoying because I’m a woman of MANY words, but at my mastermind retreat we are recording videos for our marketing funnels. Everyone in my group is doing this except for me. I’m writing my scripts and sequences and will be recording my videos when I get my voice back. Yesterday I was really pissed. I was angry. I was frustrated. I felt like my body let me down. How is it that being a woman whose purpose is to empower women to find their voice and express their soul purpose created this experience? Staying silent started when I was a kid. I was almost deaf when I was young. I read lips as a way to “hear” people. I was embarrassed that I couldn’t hear so I didn’t speak up. I didn’t ask questions. I looked for any visual clues as to tell me what to do. I didn’t say anything. I just went with it. Then when I was eight years old I was officially brought into a...
The right numbers. The right people. {Inside}

The right numbers. The right people. {Inside}

You don’t need a lot of people to build your business. You just need the right folks. A couple of weeks ago I had my last ever THRIVE event. Honesty check: Before every event I have a meltdown that leads to big breakthroughs. I get challenged with how visible I’m willing to be. And I choose IN every time. When I coach my clients on their events, this occurs for them at some level also. When I connect with colleagues who host their own live events then guess what? Yep, it happens for them too. I didn’t have my typical 100+ person event and still got the number of clients I wanted to enroll from the event. Part of the breakdown for people hosting live events is the pressure they put on themselves to get butts in seats – the official term for getting people to register for your event. The pressure is totally unnecessary once you let go of your business being a popularity contest. Rather than freaking out about the wrong numbers, you’ve got to focus on the right numbers. If you are a fan of Shark Tank, you may have heard an entrepreneur on the show was talking about how great her product is. She was focusing on how much people liked her and her products (aka popularity contest) but she sold less than $6,000 of her product in the last YEAR. Barbara Corcoran said, “the only feedback you need is sales.” She walked away empty handed. I want to make sure you don’t make the same mistake. You’ve got to let go of the wrong...
My confession + 6 profit tips after you uplevel

My confession + 6 profit tips after you uplevel

Two weeks ago I held my last ever THRIVE event. It has been an awesome three years and I’m being inspired to host more intimate invite-only retreat-type transformational retreats for women entrepreneurs. Contact me if you want to be on the invite list. THRIVE 2013 was amazing. I learned a lot. And since then I’ve been getting new clients ready for a year of powerful transformation for their business. I’ve also been super focused on family. Maybe you’ve noticed I’ve been a little quiet in the past two weeks. After every uplevel, I am presented with the opportunity to reprioritize. What is really important to me? What am I learning? What am I resisting? I’ve been focusing on my top priorities: me and my SOUL time, my family and serving my clients. My assistant and I have been creating new systems in my business getting ready for more quantum growth this year and for 2014. My sister and 15-month niece Adelyn (the cutie in all of the pics to the right) are here in Utah staying with me for a few weeks while my sister’s  husband is serving his fourth tour of duty as a Marine in Afghanistan. I love waking up to the sound of my niece laughing. I love when she stands at the bottom of the stairs and hollers “Anga.” It’s likely just baby gibberish but I tell myself she is saying my name. It’s those simple moments that feel like miracles in my life. This past weekend my husband and I hosted a sleepover with my brother and his two boys, my nephews Zachy-Zach (who...

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