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Purpose

GETTIN’ ANGRY, AND MAKING DEMANDS OF SOUL

Do you ever feel so damn bored with yourself and the world that you don’t even know where to begin in trying to explain it?

You think about the same samey-ness of how you feel –

What you do –

And even what it’s all for,

And the entire situation just seems DISGUSTING really. What is even the point? Make mo’ money, get more likes, grow your following here, another goal ticked off there, so what?

Success is easy once you’ve figured it out, it’s a fools game really, it doesn’t take anything much at all to be ahead of the 99% when it comes to finances, time freedom, surface based joie de vivre. Any monkey can do it, and often does.

And the truth is that sometimes (and you’d rather not admit this of course, but it’s also no good NOT admitting it), sometimes –

You’re not entirely sure you’re not just another monkey chase chase chasing a dream you couldn’t really give a fuck about it.

You sit your ass down every morning,

And you get the job done,

Facing resistance and uncertainty like the professional badass you are,

Doing what most won’t, so you can live like they can’t!

But the truth is … the truth is … the GOD DAMN TRUTH is …

It doesn’t really excite you.
It doesn’t really lift you.
You don’t feel ALIVE in the perpetual getting to the next level,

It’s more of a really really shiny pretty wheel and hamster situation than anything.

Sure, your wheel is fancier than most, fancier than it used to be, and that’s something alright! It’s definitely SOMETHING. But is it everything? Is it even remotely THE thing, the thing which your soul needs to feel alive, free, lit up, and as though it can fully BE?

No.
It is not.

And sooner or later, as you sit down for yet ANOTHER day of doing what others won’t so you can continue to create freedom like they can’t, sooner or later you find yourself wanting to just blow up the entire.fucking.thing.

Well, not really actually. But more in the sense that, for the love of God, you just need to FEEL something! Sometimes you wonder if actually you’ve created all of this and you’re still half asleep…

And then, suddenly, a flicker.

A little spark of anger.
Annoyance.
“That’s e-fucking-nough ness”

As you notice perhaps one particular area of your life where in fact you DON’T have what you want, and nothing close to it.

Diligently you’ve been claiming it.
Writing out the reality you choose and stating it.
Noticing your fears and doubts and patterns and blessing and releasing ’em.
TRUSTING that if you’re just PATIENT then this too will come to pass.
Being consistent in taking the time daily to believe, and then to take guided action.

And all of a sudden, all of a sudden, you sit up straight,

Something in you wakes from slumber, like the Dormouse in Alice in Wonderland suddenly popping its head back up with speed,

And you think to yourself:

FUCK.
THAT.
SHIT.

FUCK waiting. I’m sick of waiting patiently!
I am sick of being fucking patient!
I am sick of the endlessness of it all!
I’m sick of the mind-numbing REPETITIVENESS of this daily claiming, and thinking about being, and trusting that if I just.keep.going.then it will eventually show up!

I WANT IT ALL AND I WANT IT NOW!!

And while part of your mind berates you for being oh so Veruca Salt about the whole thing, the other part of you just knows:

THIS is when the magic fucking happens.
THIS is the kind of line in the sand moment you need.
THIS is the way it’s always happened before!

Who told you that being cautious, and careful, or even consistent but without FIRE is gonna get you what you want?

IT IS NOT!

It never has, and never will.

Not only that, but it won’t get you what you NEED, what you were BORN for, and what is ALIGNED AND DIVINED for you.

You want it all, you want it on your terms, you want it the way it was always meant to be, you want it now, then get the fuck up and go CLAIM it now!

I can remember,

a time a ways back,

years back, actually, although it seems just a day ago,

I’d been waiting MONTHS to crack the 200k per month mark.

I was so sick at *only* being at 100k months! (I know … bear with me please, for the point of the story!).

It seemed RIDICULOUS that I hadn’t yet managed to hack this baby. Obscene! Outrageous.

And so every day, I would diligently write, and claim, and decide. Every day I would ask myself what actions I’d be doing if I were already there, if I already had achieved that, was it, it was normal. Every day I would then do the work!

And then one day –

I sat down.

And I was just so OVER it, so over ALL of it, just DONE.

And I raved and I ranted and I got angry and I stopped fucking CARING, not that I thought I did care, but I stopped fucking caring ANYWAY about ANYTHING and especially even I stopped fucking caring about who I needed to BE,

in order to have those 200k months.

And in vicious angry strikes across my journal, I wrote –

“AND NOW I MAKE 200K A MONTH AND IT IS JUST DONE AND I DON’T EVEN FUCKING CARE HOW!”

Underscore underscore underscore with my Mont Blanc pen!

A month or two later,

I had my first 200k month,

that was years ago,

I’ve since had many 300k+ and 400k+ months,

and only a couple of months since that ever dipped back under 200k.

It became my new normal.
It clicked into place.
It became DONE.

But in the end, it didn’t happen because I carefully and patiently waited it out,
just trusted
diligently claimed

Maybe all of that was part of it!
And I suppose you could say it was.

But in the end I got what I fucking asked for when I actually INSISTED on getting it and COMPLETELY relinquished the how, yes even the bit of the how that says ‘you still gotta keep asking and deciding and trusting and waiting’.

Look –

sometimes you’re just not at the point yet with something that you actually have it in you to find that fire in your belly, FULLY surrender time and space and how, and with ROARING FERVOUR snap your fingers at reality and have it do your will.

But sometimes?

It’s time to get mofo angry.
To be demanding of soul.
To FUCK THE HOW, FUCK IT GOOD, FUCK IT RIGHT UP THE ASS.

When you finally figure out how to transcend the bullshit in your mind that says it is in ANY way valid for you to not yet be there,

you’ll find that there was, the whole entire blooming time, an alternate universe already available in which you were already there,

and it was already here.

AND WHAT IF YOU JUST MADE THAT SO TODAY?

Don’t forget –

Life is Now. Press Play.

Kat x

P.S.

Rebel.
Upstart.
Fuck the system; screw the rules.
Won’t do what they told me.
Too much.
Unreasonable.
Ridiculous.
Unprofessional.
Crazy!

Should I go on? I could, but I think you get the picture.

You’re the one who is not only not like the other PEOPLE, you’re also not like the other entrepreneurs.

They, they actually think they’re different; non-conformists?! Don’t make me laugh. You and I both see it as it is:

They just wanna be told how to build a pretty little website and a pretty little social media page or three and a pretty little online product or course and get their pretty little headshots and do a pretty little pre-scripted dance all over the internet so that other equally pretty fucking bland and boring and same same-y peoples pay them money,

And they can all sit in a pretty little womans circle together patting each other linking elbows and stroking each others hair and singing Kumbaya as the sun sets over another day of sinking ever deeper into the unremarkableness that is their lives.

They are the ones who are not only willing to jump through hoops, they also want to build more hoops for other people; they want to perpetuate the hoop jumping life and their whole sales pitch is basically some version of “I will help you to have a better and shinier hoop, come see!”

lolol

BUT REALLY.

Meanwhile, you –

You’ve tried the hoop-jumping life, maybe more than what you care to admit. And, whilst you’ve nothing against sitting around with other ladeez and stroking each others hair, you and your girls; the real ones?

You don’t exactly fit in in the typical woman’s circle.

You don’t feel at home with the pretty-preneurs, not even on the internet let alone in real life.

You don’t actually GIVE a fuck about having all your shit perfect,

Polished,

And just so –

And the idea of having sales and marketing and content processes which you have to systematically pre-plan and then work through and endlessly join dots with?

Makes you want to hurl.

Sure –

You’ve bought in at times to do the idea that maybe you DO gotta do it as they say.

An automated webinar, perhaps?? Facebook ads which carefully and smartly tell the world who you are and how you can help? A sales plan proven and tested by the greats. The gradual sinking slow decline of your soul, your joy, your dreams, and even your pussy as everything within you that once knew she could HAVE IT ALL AND DO LIFE HER WAY SLOWLY DRIES,

WITHERS TO NOTHING,

AND DIES?

Sure –

Why not

And look.

It’s not that any of these things are bad or wrong. Maybe right now you’ve got to a certain point by playing by the rules … kind of. Following what ‘logic’ suggests you do. Breaking free here and there with wild little jaunts into over the top madness, noticing how THAT lights you up and also how people respond to it … but ultimately continuing to go back to trying to find the right fucking system to get you to where you want to go,

Because this thing of trying to just be you interspersed with trying to get it all right and make it work, well –

It’s God damn tiring –

But also, in the end, if we’re going to be black and white about it, it hasn’t got you to where you want to be!!

You KNOW you should be making SO much more money.

NOW.

With consistency, and yeah, while of course of COURSE you’re down for doing the work, you also feel like it SHOULD be a lot easier, more flow

And you know that you know that you know that you’ve still not let out the most unrestrained and fully expressed side of you!

– The you they can’t look away from
– The you they are MAGNETIZED by
– The you who automatically commands a huge freakin’ following, and sales to match it

You know who I’m talking about –

THE MILLIONAIRE REBEL YOU!

Starting January 18th!

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The revolutionary fucking leader who tears SHREDS off of normal every damn day before the rest of the world has barely sipped its coffee!

Who is FULLY unleashed in what she says, how she shows up, how she does business, how she does life.

Who does not give a fuck about following rules! Or sales systems! Or strategies! Who can and will do what works for HER, and if it happens to resemble other ways people build an audience and make a fuckload of money online, cool, and if not, so what! That is not the point! The point is –

She knows what works for her.
She backs herself unapologetically.
She DOES it.

And she gets the damn results. The BIG results. The CONSISTENT results. The FUCK yes results, not just with money but with the VIBERY of it all.

Imagine …

Waking up every day and KNOWING you have crushed the day before it already begun because THAT IS WHO YOU ARE AND HOW YOU ROLL!

* Your shit sells (at any and all price point)
* Your creativity and inner ideas machine flows endlessly (you always know what to put out into the world and that when you speak people PAUSE EVERYTHING AND LISTEN, whether it is with free content and shenaniganery or with your paid stuff)
* You don’t even have to think about low end or high end or how to take people through a value ladder or some such bullshit, the value ladder is YOU CONTINUING TO BE YOU, and the more that you DO you the more people just take themselves through whatever it is you’re offering!
* It is easy, natural, fun, and OBVIOUS how to build your automated income, funnels, the ‘cash machine’ side of your business.
* In fact the whole damn thing feels fun and easy and like you’re just being you (the full on you, the too much you, the rebel you, the fuck all of ’em THIS IS WHAT I STAND FOR AND NOW I’M GONNA TELL YOU you!),
* and at the same time you have the DEEPLY grounded and certain knowledge that the way you’re doing it, hot mess and chaos vibes and all, is WORKING. PS – the reason you feel certain of this is because your bank balance and soulmate audience and their feedback reflects it, not bc your spirit guides told you it’s coming

All of this is ALREADY available to you.

It is who you are and what you were born for.

You did not come here for normal!

You are one of the truly crazy ones, who has something inside of her that will leave the world BREATHLESS –
and allow her to make millions and impact millions –

BUT NOT IF SHE CONTINUES TO DO BUSINESS AND LIFE BY TRYING TO SOMEHOW BE A NON-CONFORMIST WHO CONTINUALLY CAVES AND CONFORMS.

For this to work,

REALLY work, like next next NEXT level $ and life flow work,
you’re going to need to FULLY turn your back on the idea that your breakthrough is waiting on the other side of you adjusting, filtering, compromising, playing the game the way the other entrepreneurs are playing it, or worrying about what the fuck your social media looks like!

What you’re going to need to do is simple:

FLICK THE DAMN REBEL MILLIONAIRE SWITCH BABY.

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All in on madness.
All in on crazy.
All in on chaos.
All in on the TRUE epic awesome ridiculousness and too much-ness of YOU.

REBEL MILLIONAIRE

Starting January 18th!

For those who were born to run the damn thing,

To turn the world on its head and dance on top of it,

And who are ready to do just that.

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