So I have been super procrastinating. I mean 5 star, award winning procrastinating, so much so that I have been productively procrastinating so I wouldn’t (hopefully) notice. Cupboards have been tidied, ovens cleaned, bookshelves dusted, files filed. Its been amazing! I’ve had people helping me add copy to my website (because you see I cant do anything until I’ve got all this sorted! ) oh me oh my its been extraordinary!
I even have months and months of blogs written, ready to roll… once of course I have everything else in place and its all perfect….. all of it!
You can see where this is going yes?
I’ve been struck down with perfectionista procrastinatoria … hmmm yup! That’s Latin for omg I’msofreakinscaredofcoming out of the cupboardandbeingseenandtheyareall probably going to think I’mafreak!!!
Did you get that?
Can you relate at all?
That is until the day before yesterday.
I received a message that broke my heart, cracked me wide open and made me cry, and has continued to make me cry every time I think about it. This was followed by another message that continued to increase the water volume from my face. These weren’t however, sad tears. They we happy joyous tears of gratitude and amazement. And they kicked me up the bottom and said..
“well bloody well get on with it, get out there, be you and shine because even on your worst day you just don’t know how much of a difference you might be making”
And so I am.
This isn’t my ego talking. This is one of the most humble moments of my life.
This gorgeous woman sent me a message out of the blue that thanked me for being me and to let me know that without even being a client of mine or seeing me in person recently she imagined the lovely things I might say to her on days when she really needed some help. And that it helped and she was grateful. Holy cow I’m tearing up just thinking about this.
So I gushed as I am now, thanked her for her vulnerability and sent her my ebook (that I wrote whilst I was being a perfectionista procrastinatoria) in the spirit of more inspiration and love.
I’ve printed out her return message this morning and put it on my white board. I may share her words here at some point down the track but for the moment they are a precious reminder that we don’t have to get it all right and perfect and it doesn’t have to be the most extraordinary thing ever to make a difference in this world. Words cannot express the emotions I felt whilst reading her message and the humble tears of gratitude that fell. The silent Thank You sent out to the universe that I get to do this for “work”