Often when I post about public speaking, and people being nervous about it, I get comments back about how needed my work is - working with new or nervous “speakers” (think beyond keynotes, but workshops and podcasts and video content, on and on). There are multiple says having to do with not dimming your light, and not holding yourself back and my thoughts are yes! Those! One thing I hear often from nervous-to-be-in-fron-of-people-people is they don’t want to look “stupid.” Another thing is they don’t know what to say. Another is the question of what if I forget where I am? And, yes those are all huge for that person. The anxiety is real. I have walked in those shoes. And while I was walking in those shoes I started seeing just how impactful our messages can be. What we have to say to others (live or recorded) can change lives. If you are nervous - or terrified - to be in front of others, I get you. And I challenge you to make a decision to do it anyhow! And if you want support on your journey, I’ve got you! Come find me in the Public Speaker’s Growth Hub and let’s make a difference in this world!

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I think the education system is awful. Whenever I was in school, particularly my final years of secondary school, school made my life a living hell, honestly. It was bad enough having to deal with the stress from exams, from my parents, from teachers, or the boring routine that I had to follow every day there, and how I was basically sleep-deprived every single day because of course, whenever I was younger, I maximised the dopamine whenever I got home from school so that would end up with me staying up late with my friends, whatever, and the cycle repeats. But particularly school was absolutely horrendous in my final few months because, you see, in secondary school, on my final year, I had this friend I would talk to in my class in my year group and that was fine but he unfortunately left midway through. After that I had no choice but to go to this group of "friends" but I would quickly realise that they were not my friends, "friends", and instead they just used me as a source of entertainment, honestly, and it started off small… They would joke here and there but it got progressively worse and worse and it hurt me more each time. Whenever it first started, sure, I can take a joke. There's nothing wrong with that but it progressively got worse and worse and it was like I was their source of entertainment because they would just push my buttons until I just lost it, which was, very honestly, about two times actually. I did get seriously angry but most of the time I was just jokingly angry, if you know what I mean. I already did not like school but now I had to worry about: having zero friends in my classes and at lunch and break times I had to deal with these fake horrible "friends". That made my life absolutely horrendous and I wouldn't wish that on anyone because it was traumatic. It was so bad and I don't think I've ever felt as tired as those evenings whenever I would come home from school after a day like that. I'm really grateful I'm not at school now.

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I watched Dirty Rotten Scoundrels in the theatre today. And I have not stopped thinking about one song since the curtain went up. “Give Them What They Want.” It’s sung by Lawrence, a smooth, silver-tongued con man who makes his living charming wealthy women on the French Riviera. His entire method is simple. He figures out what each woman is dreaming of, a prince, a hero, a fantasy, and he becomes it. He gives them what they want. And sitting there in the dark, I thought… oh no. He understands marketing better than most heart-centered entrepreneurs I know. Stay with me, because I promise this lands somewhere good. Here’s what I see all the time in our world of healers, coaches, readers, and creatives. We market what people NEED. “Heal your inner child.” “Rewire your subconscious patterns.” “Do the deep shadow work.” All true. All important. All the actual transformation. And almost nobody buys it. Because nobody wakes up at 2am thinking “I really need to rewire my subconscious patterns.” They wake up thinking “why can’t I charge what I’m worth” or “why do I freeze every time it’s time to promote my offer” or “I just want to feel excited about my business again.” That’s the want. The need is hiding underneath it. So we keep marketing the need, the audience keeps scrolling past, and then we conclude that marketing doesn’t work, or worse, that WE don’t work. Now, back to Lawrence. The reason he’s a scoundrel isn’t that he gives them what they want. It’s that he takes the jewelry and disappears. The want was bait. There was nothing behind it. You can speak to the want AND deliver the need. When someone joins my community because they want to create a beautiful oracle deck, and along the way they heal their relationship with their own intuition, find their voice, and finally believe they have something worth sharing… did I trick them? No. I met them at the door they were already standing in front of. Then I walked them into the whole house. The con artist and the honest marketer use the exact same first move. The difference is everything that happens after the yes.