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Money Mindset

HOW TO BE PAID, ON YOUR TERMS, FOR YOUR ART

There are many times when I sit down, having made space for this, for the message, the art, the actual real beat, of my heart, and I find –

I have nothing to say.

I might sit – 

For a moment – 

I’ve taken my espresso, several.

I have read something that speaks to my soul, stirs up provocative thought, and wonderings.

I have journaled, explored my expectations, and created new ones.

And now, I know, it’s time to write.

How I became a writer, you see, how I became a writer whose writing is read daily by thousands, that number ever growing, soon enough I trust to millions, and also a writer whose writing has resulted in her RECEIVING millions, of dollars, was, quite simply –

I started to write.

I was a personal trainer.

Who was supposed to have been a lawyer.

Or perhaps a journalist.

Who had always known she was not for the normal world, had always EXPECTED to live an extraordinary life, had also always had a side hustle, since 3 or 4 years old naturally drawn to selling, but also to leading, creating, and pushing against, the rules of behaviour.

I loved to write in school.

I loved to argue, most anything!

And the sellin’ thing just kinda kept on happening.

My destiny seemed logical:

Surface plan, which I actually believed I would do: lawyer da fuck UP!

Plan of my deep unconscious soul, no, NOT plan, let’s call it KNOWING:

I will take away the breath of the world with my soul.

I always knew.

Since I first read a personal development book at 11 years old, but even before that, I ALWAYS knew.

I’m going to inspire and motivate and educate and EMPOWER other badasses to live purposefully, according to their values, and to press.fucking.play.

Probably wouldn’t have said it quite that way at 11

But I knew.

So the lawyer thing, I did it for a MINUTE (not even, not really, I went to one lecture at University, that’s it), and instantly once embarked upon, KNEW –

Oh shit.

Nope.

Not gonna be able to do that.

I walked into the abyss.

Traveled, accidentally ended up as a personal trainer of all things (if you knew me growing up you’d know why I say ‘of all things’ … I was THE most unsporty and also uncool and geeky kid out there … becoming ‘hot’ and ‘cool’ was not expected. I think that’s why I did it 

Made a lot of money as a trainer, ’cause I know how to get the conversation to the core of what MATTERS and sell to your SOUL, it’s the only way to ever motivate you anyhow … so it was easy to sell training, it was easy to create a freedom based lifestyle at a young age, it was all just rather fabulous, EXCEPT for –

The thrum and the strum of the deep unconscious soul, reminding me, daily, like an ever-louder sounding gong –

THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE DOING.

You have a MESSAGE.

You are CALLED.

You are RUNNING OUT OF TIME, and just because you HAVE a destiny doesn’t mean you will ever live it!

Wake up!
Rouse the sleeping cells within you!
DO something!

So, I decided what to do.

At about 26 or 27 years old, I decided that what I would DO, to somehow embark upon I KNOW NOT WHAT but yet what I can no longer ignore, would be to start telling people I’m a writer, rather than introducing myself as a personal trainer.

“I’m a writer”, I said, when people asked.

Invariably, and initially infuriatingly, although certainly understandably, they would then say –

“Oh cool! What do you write about?”

Well, fuck.

Better start writing something then.

And so I created and then stepped INTO my new reality.

Named it, claimed it, stated, BECAME it, do you see?!

It’s astounding to me how few people can SEE this, even once I explain it.

Do you want to be loved and in love? Start to state ‘I am in love, I receive so much love all the time!”

Do you want to be hot as fuuuucccccck? Start to say aloud, ‘I love my body, I feel amazing inside and out, I love how I look, I feel so hot and sexy!’

Want to be a writer?

Then freakin’ own it baby, ‘I am a writer’.

You’ll back that shit UP, if you actually mean it.

Backing it up, does not mean waiting for the stars to align
Or a vestal virgin to come down from heaven above and deliver you a scroll saying it’s time
Or for a sure sign
Or for your blocks and fears to be dealt with
Or until you ‘feel inspired’, or safe

Backing it up means – WHAT WOULD A WRITER DO?

Well, she would write
Publish
Repeat

So,

That’s what I started to do

And if you THINK that then resulted in millions of dollars and people exclaiming in delight over my prose in a day, a week, or even years, I will SMACK YOU.

About the face
With a cold fish

I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and it seemed that NOBODY was listening

I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and I wrote and so MUCH of it felt like garbage, so repetitive, or boring, who the hell did I think I was?!

I poured out my soul every damn day, I was the most consistent person in the world, I faced the twin demons of fear and resistance daily, I received NOTHING in return for years, EXCEPT –

For finally being able to sleep at night

Knowing I was doing what I was God damn meant to do

So I suppose,

There’s that!!

Something to think about.

And now – 

Now – 

Now.

Many times, I might take my morning coffee.

I read something, am moved, learn, am inspired.

I journal, I go within.

I open a blank page in my writing app, right here.

And then –

Nothing.

My mind is blank.

My soul not forthcoming at all.

I have no idea what to say, I have no inspiration, I have no clue.

I’ll often type out, as I did today, just 20 minutes ago now – ‘hmmmm’.

And then?

I just begin to do the damn thing anyway.

I let the message through.

However it comes out.

Mine is not to question.

Or edit.

Or critique.

I am the VESSEL.

But mine certainly IS to show the fuck up. Make space. Wait upon my art. And let it be whatever it will be.

If you walk away from your message even one time, because you think that you don’t know what it’s to be today, or if it’s good enough, interesting enough, ‘right’ –

You may as well just walk away from your entire life, the one you dream of, right now.

And admit that just like the rest of them –

You chose your bullshit over your dreams, and a lie, over soul.

How did I become a famous writer who makes millions of dollars each year just by sharing what comes out?

I let it the fuck out.

Just as it was.

Just as it is.

Whether I felt like it, or knew how.

And whether I did not.

Just like this.

And so I sign off, on another of thousands of posts I’ve written, and dozens of books also, in which, when I opened the page, all that came out was ‘hmmmm’.

And then?

I wrote anyway.

 

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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