I’m going to tell you a story of a girl. One with zero confidence, who romanticised and had a head full of dreams.
Over five years ago she signed up to be a Temple Spa Consultant. She had high hopes but low self-esteem. She ‘did’ 2 average classes, got no repeat bookings and down-heartedly ‘jacked it all in’ at the first hurdle. If she could have written to her class, she would have been fine. Writing she can DO that with confidence BUT speaking … to a little audience … of total strangers … aaaahhhhh! It was her idea of hell.
That very same girl has recently signed up to be a life style consultant again. ‘Mr Life’ had thrown some pretty bad crap at her recently. Miss Low Self Worth decided she needed to man up . This time she intended to fight her demons. She’s more determined than ever. My god this girl is a product junkie – she could quite literally talk the hind legs off your donkey rambling on about the newest skin care. Yep … she may fail but she’s going give it a dam good run for his money. She still has a head full of dreams only this time she intends to achieve them.
Yep , you guessed it – that girl is me.
I’m not exactly sure when it happened, that moment of realisation that I deserved better. That life really is too short and I should be making and treasuring every single day of it, not just existing. I should be writing. Writing that book I always promised I would.
Redundancy hit me hard but at the same time it felt right . I had after all been there 13 long years’ – it was time for a change. I secured myself another job within 7 weeks, one which pays the bills but is depressing and awfully boring?
The major contributor to my new mind-set was the fear that I could have lost my best friend; my mum. That was a big eye-opener . I felt sick all the time she was in hospital , scared she wouldn’t make it through the night , that I’d never get to talk to her again, have coffee. You know simple mum and daughter stuff. Mum had been diagnosed with cancer of the womb several years ago. She was given the all clear but It came back earlier this year, just a tiny blip but enough to scare the living be-jesus out of us all. She had the choice to either have an awful 8-hour operation or leave it and see what happened. It was a no brainer really . The operation left her a shadow of her former self, but she’s a fighter and everyday she’s getting a little stronger, a little better. If she can fight cancer I’m sure I can muster up the bloody confidence to run a successful Temple Spa class! It’s all about putting things in perspective.
After being advised last week that my hours where to be reduced to just 2 days a week …it was the push I needed. I rang Karen (one of my best friends and manager) and said ‘sign me up buddy’ or words along those lines. I don’t think I’ve ever said buddy in my life?
Its only been a week therefore I’ve not earned any money just yet.I have a few people who have expressed an interest in hosting a party and I’m practising on the girls at work. My mum has seen, smelt and tried every product I have. I’m sure she is smiling through gritted teeth as I gush about products to her. In her defence she has heard it a million times and unlike me finds it hard to get excited about a moisturiser. I’m not really sure where I get that from…?
Lastly I don’t want you to think for one minute that this blog is about to become a shrine to Temple Spa , or that I’m going to push products in your face. If you did want to host a party then that would be amazing and please get in touch. However this was really just a little note from me to you. You know to tell you that I’m o.k, that if I can do it then so can you. …(Not necessary become a consultant) … but do something that takes you out of your comfort zone. Put your little stamp on something that you never expected you could…
This sums it up rather perfectly I think…
‘We must be willing to let go of the life we had planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us’ Joseph Campbell
I can’t wait to see what’s waiting for me! Bring it on…