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Live Your Passion

Why I Was a Complete and Utter C*NT Today

ADMIT IT:

YOU LOVE THE PUSH SO.DAMN.HARD.

You’re never going to be done with it, you know?

The PUSH. The go-go-go and never fucking sleep / breathe / stop / truly even PAUSE.

It’s going to be part of your life –

Now.

And forever.

It’s who you ARE, don’t you see? This person who HAS to push in order to thrive. You think you’re pushing in order to keep your head above water and SURVIVE, and you think that that’s a BAD thing, that what you WANT is to get to a point where you can relax, slow down, take it easy, be THERE.

No. You’re wrong. That is NOT what you want. You THINK it’s what you want because the world has conditioned you to believe that the purpose of WORK is to get SOMEWHERE where you can be free so that you then –

Oh yes.

Go and live the life you were born for, that life you really want, the one filled with purpose and MEANING.

By which I mean:

The one you’re fucking LIVING right now, the one you’re forgetting to damn well APPRECIATE and instead resenting it, telling yourself you just need to get past this deal, this next hurdle, get that influx of cash and then you can STOP THE MADNESS.

Don’t you see?

The PURPOSE of work is not to escape to purpose! The purpose of work IS PURPOSE.

The work is the purpose.
The purpose is the work.
You are the work.
What you’re DOING right now is your purpose.

I’m not even speaking to those who would say no, I’m not doing my purpose, not remotely, I HATE what I’m doing, let me out!

This post is not for you.

I’m speaking to those who need to wake up and fucking admit that they LOVE THE GAME.

Admit it!

You LOVE the push.
You LOVE being up on that mountain.
You LOVE being balls to the walls, eyeballs FRIED, brain completely about to EXPLODE, adrenalin CHURNING through your veins, living on coffee all day until it’s time for wine and THEN YOU KEEP GOING.

Admit it baby –

You’re a junkie through and through.

You get OFF on this shit.

So when you tell yourself that you need to stop, slow down, that a day of REST is in order you’re flat out kidding yourself and you know it.

It’s cute, is what it is. You – not want to work? Not NEED to work? Not be FED by your work and wither and die and ANGER without it?

Ha! Good one.

But sure, I get it. Sometimes you just need to go and screw with yourself for a bit; remind yourself of how GOD DAMN FUCKING AWFUL YOU FEEL WHEN YOU’RE NOT IN THE ZONE.

Remind yourself how HORRIBLE it must be to live like … them. Those … people, I guess they are? If you can truly BE a whole person without purpose? Seems … not a thing. But yet obviously a thing. Of sorts.

Can you imagine?

Think back to the last time you told yourself you need a day OFF and then you went and did a day like the zombie people.

Sleep in.
Wander around.
Eat some shit.
Watch some shit.
Wait around some more.
CONSUME content instead of create it.
Check shit off a list instead of EXPRESS yourself.
Tell yourself this is good for you?!

You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.

Let’s just call it what it is:

A DAY OF AVOIDING LIVING YOUR LIFE ON PURPOSE.

Yeah …

Makes TOTAL fucking sense!!

But yet we do this, from time to time, perhaps to remind ourselves that being CRAZY is not a bad thing, if it means living with intent. Perhaps to REASSURE ourselves that the pressure, the pressure fucking COOKER, the way we burn and burn and BURN that candle at every freakin’ end and twice in the middle that that is what we WANT and by God do we want it EVERY single day and no two ways about it.

Sometimes I’ll go and spend an entire day eating sugar. I’ll go to the movies and stuff my face with popcorn, lollies, then go home and eat ALL the chocolate and ALL the ice-cream and top it off with some toast because why the fuck not?

I do this maybe twice a year?

I HATE the entire process of it; I don’t even enjoy it at the time let alone after! I watch myself with a slightly horrified fascination from the outside looking in, and then the next day when I feel TRASHED and sugar-punched, I wonder –

What the fuck was THAT about?

And then I go and SMASH my greens all week, and ever after, and I SWEAT, and I detox, and I BURN through the protein, and I am on.fucking.fire, and then I realise:

Oh yes.

That’s what it was about.

Coming back to PURPOSE, and sometimes you just need to remind yourself of how fucking awful it is on the other side.

Same thing in business.

I took a day off yesterday, from writing, speaking, creating.

A day to be normal.
To catch up.
And breathe a little.
I got nearly twice the amount of sleep I normally do (6 hours instead of 3!).
I lay around and read a novel.
I took my time meandering through my task list, and the day.
I did NORMAL, I suppose. Although probably not, but a heck of a lot closer to than normal for me!

It was the most stressful fucking thing I’ve done all year.

I nearly bit the HEAD of my trainer off this morning at the gym. I don’t think I’ve ever been such a CUNT (only appropriate word) with what I had to say about myself, him, the state of the Mums at our school, the world at large.

It was NOT a good thing, for anyone, me taking a day off! I don’t remember the last time I was in such a downright FOUL mood.

I felt ENRAGED with the pent up energy of not having EXPRESSED and CREATED the day before. Of having just PASSED THE TIME, really, although probably still made about 20k and did more than most people do in 2 months.

But did NOT PUSH AND BURN AND CHURN ALL DAY.

BIG mistake.

Yet here is what it WAS good for, in the same way I can be grateful to myself for abusing the sugar every now and then:

It reminded me of how INSANELY glad I am to not only have a purpose – as everyone does – but to have also found a way to live it through this business, this community, this life.

It AFFIRMED for me that next time I think I need to stop, slow down, DO less, PUSH less, give myself a break and maybe SLEEP a little?

I need to give myself a swift uppercut to the jaw and pull my head back in.

It reminded me of who I am.

And that actually I like being me.

That actually no, I don’t need to slow down and breathe. I need to wake EVER more up and live.

Because here is truth, and I bet it’s true for you too:

I have a purpose which DRIVES me, excites me, compels me.

And when all is said and done no matter how much I might bitch about it?

I love the push, I NEED the push, I can’t live WITHOUT the fucking push.

I’ve got PURPOSE WORK to do baby, and I ain’t never gonna be done with that.

And neither are you, so quit fucking whining and get on with it; admit you LOVE it no matter how much it burns!

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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