Blog - Business
A couple of months ago I went to Brisbane on a mastermind retreat and while the retreat was filled with so many juicy takeaways, there was an insight that really stuck with me. It was: I need to treat my business like a business. This looks like devoting more time to working on my business and being more strategic about where I spend my time.
As we ease into the new year, I’ve been taking this time to not only reflect on the year that was but review and reset for the year ahead. 2016 was the year of all the things and as I look back on all that I offered and achieved, I’m hit with a desire to strip it back and hone in on my unique message and signature offerings.
It’s that time of the year when the whole universe (or at least my online community) pull out their notebooks and start dreaming and wishing for the year ahead. Everywhere you look there is a new planner, a new blog post or a new guide to help you bring more [insert feeling of choice] to your year. But as much as I love setting goals, I find the hype a little overwhelming.
My life is exactly how I pictured it a year and a half ago. Sitting by the beach in Byron Bay, I drew an image of myself living in a house by the water and working from home. I had, what seemed like, simple dreams. But when you’re a year short of graduating university, you don’t really imagine working for yourself in the comfort of your own home. I drew it anyway and just over a year later, I’m living the dream.
I entered the full-time work force a mere six months ago and like everything in life, I did it a little differently. While completing the last leg of my marketing and journalism degree, I realised I didn’t want a full-time corporate gig at a newspaper or TV station.
I’ve been so lucky to have such wonderful clients since starting my biz almost a year ago now. But I’d like to tell you about two client relationships that went very wrong all at the same time. It was a few weeks before Christmas and I was feeling really stretched and whittled down.
An ex-boyfriend once told me that he hated the sound of my voice. Two minutes later, he broke up with me. We had been together for two years, which is a really long time when you’re seventeen, and I was gut-wrenchingly heart-broken.
These are soulful lessons that rise to the surface when you’re made to box your hugely complex and long-winded life into a neat, little package that is your website.
Working for yourself is great, but what is the purpose? This question plagued me after a really long weekend working from home. The answer came in a few subtle, god-sent ways.
Everyone from the guy in your university class to the woman who sells baby clothes on Facebook are using this word to describe their occupation... But what does it really mean?