Let go to let come

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Expectations aren’t always met. What we think we need can be rattled into what we actually need, and this weekend I was rattled.

There were five of us. A small but potent elixir, gathered around a fire, to convene with our business ideas, unravel a problem or challenge and see if our collective mind can shed some light on the issues.

The cottage was the essence of quaint, buried in the Cotswolds, complete with adjacent stream and interior design straight out of a country living magazine.  Outside horses trotted by and a flurry of springer spaniels had the look of pheasant in their eyes. This was hunting territory and I too had entered with my hunter mantle on. I was in search of direction, focus and answers- clear, direct and fast ones.

We were all women, each with our own businesses who wants the best for ourselves and those around us. There was a very healthy dose of entrepreneurialism in the mix, but what surprised me, a raw, rich and at times a radically cutting honesty also. It is so easy to hide our true selves from each other but somehow that was not available this weekend. Good thing though that giggles helped to ease the edges.

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We called it #ladybossretreat but in so many ways we weren’t retreating from anything. When we take some time out and when the questions are right and the conditions are safe, what we need to see gets amplified.

For all of us, our choice to run our own businesses is a choice too to plot our own path, but being the boss of ‘moi’ is not without its challenges. When working alone we don’t always see what we need to see and we need need others to help us look around the corners.

Over the weekend, Sas was driving one of those hybrid cars with a fancy rear camera which beebs when you are about to hit something or are close to a corner. The closer you are, the louder the beep. The metaphor strikes me as apt. Without the rear view, you can do the manoeuvring but it is tricker and the risk is higher. It can take more time and be more frustrating. But while the beep can be annoying at times, it can speed up the process. The things around you tend to say intact too. Which in a way is what coaching is like- someone who has ‘got your back’, offers an appropriate beep and guides you to a safe and faster path.

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We sat around the fire and visioned. We called in the future and questioned how were are in alignment now with that vision. Then the was the literal, ritualistic burning of some limiting beliefs and then the calling in of the things we need to take us there. Over the course of the weekend my own buttons were pressed on several occasions. I did not want to hear the beeps, especially the warning ones. But I know they were offered with love.

As I returned home, the hunter in me lies dormant. I did not hunt down anything in fact, because in the way the realisations were in me all along, my body knows and it just took some space and beeping to get me to listen. I come away like a spaniel though, with a different wag in my tail, a slighted altered course and an insight into myself which I had not expected just a few days ago. As for strategic plans and financial maps? Well.. they will have to evolve, but now on a slightly different track. And as for my dawning it was a deep sense that I need to let go in order to let come. We exhale to inhale. We ebb to flow again. It is all part of the cycle and the unfolding. It is all part of the real hunt.

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(Thank you to Sas, Tamsyn, Dee and Shauna who were my #ladyboss companions, fellow beepers and retreaters. Onwards, to us all… )

 

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