What If?

Recently my Coach (yes … Coaches have Coaches) pegged me on some ’story’ that I was clutching to, like the little blue security blanket I had as a child, all tattered and worn out. What’s the purpose? What is this story doing for me?

Think about it, as adults we tell ourselves stories, “I’m not competent at my job so I don’t deserve a raise” or “That amazing guy would never be interested in dating me because …” Zzzzzzz. Boring. So? What if? What if we dreamed to be magnificent? What if we dared to shine brilliantly? What if the bedtime stories we told ourselves were about success and love?

What if?

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