Thank You Inner Voice and Starbucks

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I woke up in a funk today. I felt out of sorts, distracted, bothered. I think I know why.

I attended my first conference in over a year this past weekend. The last conference I attended I left a day early—couldn’t handle the selling and hard-sell promotion. It had been billed as a total content event; it was not. That was the first time in 7 years I had left a conference early. And, until this past weekend I had not attended another event.

I needed a break.

I needed to find myself, my voice and my path again, after allowing myself to get caught up in everyone else’s. When I got word of the conference I attended this past weekend, that little voice inside of me whispered, “Go, it’s time… you’re ready and there are things you can learn.”

I heeded that little voice of inspiration and went.

I was a little anxious going into it. How would I react if they started pitching and hard-sell promotions. God forbid it turn into a pitch fest, if so I knew I would have to walk out. Self preservation. I’m still healing from my past experiences with pitch fests. And my bank account and credit card balances have finally recovered. I absolutely don’t want to go down that path again.

Yet, I am not done learning.

And, I’m getting ready to publish and market my new book within the next few months and I’m smart enough to know there are things I don’t know and need to learn.

So I went to the conference… spent 2-1/2 days listening to speaker after speaker. Yes, I learned a few things. Mostly it sparked ideas. I met a few interesting people. Reconnected with an old friend who lives across the country. Met someone I admire in person for the first time.

I didn’t make it to the end of the conference.

By day three, I’d had enough. It was starting to feel like a pitch-fest. Too much like the old days for me. I felt my feathers starting to ruffle, and even though it may have just been me (I realize I am super sensitive still), I knew it was time to bow out. I listened to that inner voice, and left. Yes, I missed probably the biggest name speaker of the weekend, but I was okay with it. I had gotten what I came for, and a little more than I bargained for. Time to go.

After a day at home, I found myself feeling agitated.

I wasn’t sure why. I felt distracted and overwhelmed by all the information I had gleaned at the conference, the feelings it had stirred up in me, and I simply couldn’t concentrate. I knew I needed to get clear.

I grabbed my journal and headed to Starbucks.

I usually spend Friday mornings at Starbucks, drinking my favorite tea, and journaling. Today was Tuesday. I didn’t care. Starbucks and my journal were calling me. My head said I had too much to do. A presentation to finish. A book to finish writing that I’m already behind schedule on. And more.

Yet I knew I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on any of it unless I cleared all the clutter out of my brain. So I listened to my heart, and ignored my head and headed to Starbucks with my journal.

Within 5-10 minutes sitting there writing, everything became crystal clear.

Issues I have been challenged with over the past few months of how my business and my book fit together were resolved. A clear path revealed itself. I saw the first few steps. I started to get excited. I now know where I am going! And, I can now appreciate the conference even more, because some of the ideas it sparked are a part of my plan. But even more so, the frustration it stimulated is what led to my clarity! Not what I expected to gain from attending, but oh, so powerful.

Once again I am so grateful I let my heart overrule my head.

It knew what I needed. In just a few minutes the clouds cleared and the path was revealed. Now it’s time to follow.


About Debbie

After spending 32 years in marketing, Debbie now spends her time blogging, teaching online courses, doing volunteer pet therapy, and encouraging others to follow a more inspired path through life.

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