March 22nd, 2018 was a regular Thursday….except it wasn’t.
The sun was shining in Chicago and it was a toasty 32 degrees or so.
Per my usual routine, I was jamming out in the shower with a cup of coffee listening to Cheat Codes (my latest music obsession). Yes, I drink my coffee in the shower.
While showering, my big idea finally hit me. I don’t even know how. Maybe my shower time has become a sort of daily meditation for me?
It didn’t matter how the idea came, so much that it did. All I wanted to do in that moment was climb to the highest mountain top and share it with the world.
I texted my best friends. I texted my boyfriend. I called my family.
I almost started crying.
I didn’t know how I was going to make it happen, but in that moment, it didn’t matter.
I have two passions in life:
And with this “aha!” moment, I was finally able to imagine a life for myself and career where I could pursue both.
Sure, I had imagined what life might be as an author. But I wasn’t at peace with the idea of shutting myself in room for hours on end cranking out novels.
Sure, I already had a career in sales, which is about as people-oriented of a job you could find.
Research on different careers within the writing world like publishing and magazines was futile. I couldn’t see myself in any of the positions that I scrolled through.
Problem: The job I wanted didn’t exist.
Solution: Create it myself.
I can’t quite yet put it into words. The idea doesn’t make sense entirely yet, but I’m getting there. Each day brings more clarity. When I get stuck on the business model, I just resort to what I know best….writing. I write until the next step comes along.
The first Saturday since my big “aha!” moment, I woke up at 8am. I worked on my idea until midnight (only taking a break for yoga and margaritas with my friend Emily, duh!) Before that week, there is NO WAY you would have been able to drag me out of bed before 10am on the weekend.
I never imagined myself as an entrepreneur. I am not easily motivated, how could I run a business of my own if I can hardly get myself out of bed to do the job I already have? Hell I can’t even motivate myself to do laundry some weeks (*note to self: do laundry).
A coffee shop just opened in my building last week, and I spend an average of 6 hours there every day working. One of the baristas even said “Aw snap, working again?”
But I smiled. No, this isn’t work. This is different. This is so much bigger.
It gets me out of bed in the morning. It gives me the energy to work on the weekends, even when I’ve worked all week. It gives me a sense of purpose.
When I share my idea with strangers, they tell me it’s obvious how passionate I am about it.
My best friend even said that in all of the time that she has known me, she’s never seen me this motivated and passionate about something.
My boyfriend said the energy he sees in me now is the same energy he felt when he decided to quit his full-time job last year and go back to school to pursue a new field that he was passionate about.
For those who don’t believe (yet), it’s okay. It doesn’t have to make sense. I can feel it in my soul that I can make this happen, and that sort of feeling isn’t exactly easy to explain (read Simon Sinek’s “Start With Why” for the biology behind that!)
I know I’m onto something big, and I can’t wait to share it with all of you.
If you believe in the power of words, then this idea is for you, too.
Stay tuned ❤