It's Not Luck, It's Not Chance, It's Not the Drop of the Fucking Die

 
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"But does it work?"

"But will I actually get results?"

"But will I really, actually truly make money?

And like.. be able to support myself?"

"But what if it doesn't work."

"But how do I know?

I just NEED to know!?"


The common dialogue- whether in their head or out loud- of the sorta in and sorta out- but mostly OUT- wannabe entrepreneur who doesn't understand where the answer could and only has EVER truly come from.


HERSELF.

From INSIDE.


Don't you see.

It's YOU that makes the damn thing work.

YOU'RE the one that decides whether or not you're going to make money.

But you'll never ever make it with one foot in and one foot out.


Believe me.

I use to play that song and tune.

It was a song and tune of-

Unfulfilled.

Broke.

And a myriad of things still wrong with my body because I wasn't fully living in alignment.


The success stories you hear.

The people making money.

Showing up each day.

Doing the damn thing,

Making money by barely working,

Yet at the same time doing all the work.

Geting paid to JUST. BE. THEM.


People like you (maybe. hopefully)

People like me.

People like US.


It's not luck.

It's not chance.

It's not the drop of the fucking dice.


What it came down to.

Was KNOWING we were made for more.

And not accepting a drip or drop less.


I struggled for what seemed liked AGES.

With money.

Business.

My body.

Until I woke TF up and realized I didn't have to.


Until I woke TF up and realized...

OH.

I don't have to live each day in my sad sad pity sob story of 0.45 cents in my bank account,

Wondering, pondering, soaking and marinating in my own shit.


That to flip the MF switch..

To become the damn person who had it all and OWNED it..

Was just a choice, a decision, a change in state of BEING..


That I was in control allllafuckinglong.

and all the live long day.

Forever and ever amen.


I just needed to wake up to this oh so simple fact.

And give MYSELF the permission to show up each day as said badass.


See, I can't tell you whether or not something will work for you.

Or won't work.

I can't tell you if you're made for it or not.

That's something you have to find.

Something you have to FEEEL.

Deep down in a place unknown,

Where most are just unwilling to go.


SO STOP asking for PERMISSION TO BE THE PERSON YOU DEEP DOWN KNOW YOU ARE MEANT TO BE.


God doesn't come down and appoint you.

The fact you desire to BE this person....

IS the motherfucking appointment.

Because God is within you.

Duh.


So simple.

So profound.

So easy.

Yet at the same time, as you nod your head and bop your head to the beat,

You wake up each day..

Still doing the same thing.

"TOMORROW WILL BE THE DAY."

You say.


As you nod your head, watch a motivational video or two..

Yet continue to repeat, day after day.

The same sad song and tune.

It's the chronic "SOMEDAY MY DREAMS WILL COME TRUE."


As you wait for your dreams, your purpose, the money, the empire to DROP right out of the sky and into your lap.

Yea, God is wanting to OPEN the windows of heaven all over you.

But you gotta make moves.

You gotta put in the work.


You gotta DO SOMETHING DIFFERENT than what you've been repeating day in and day out.

Or else forever be a victim to your subconscious mind that keeps you operating like a zombified robot on repeat.

Stuck in the matrix.

Stuck inside the dreaded box we all claim to have broken FREE from.


But have you?

Have you really, truly, have you?

Or do you just like to pretend you have?


As you stay oh so safe and snug in that comfort zone you've proudly built for yourself.

Dreams don't happen in there you know.

They die.

A slow and long painful death.

As day after day,

You refuse to press play.

You refuse to take action.

Come what may.


Being vulnerable.

Being all of you.

Facing your fears.

Getting knocked down.

And choosing, deciding to dust yourself off again..

Yea, it can feel scary.

A bit extreme.

Call us crazy.

But we're addicted to the vision-

Addicted to the dream.


For we know when we come at it like that-

Deciding.

Choosing.

There is NO OTHER motherfucking way.

That it WILL work.

It has to.

It gets to.

and NOW- not someday.


Don't forget-

Everything you need is already within you.

xx Chlo

Chloe ElizabethComment