Live. Breathe. Grow. has fostered a community of awesome entrepreneurial women. Both Nancy and I absolutely know that we wouldn’t be where we are without the connections we have, the relationships made and the trust built. I think we are both able to implement this in our business because we have taken the time and care to foster female relationships in our lives. We nourish our souls by surrounding ourselves with amazing, spirited, vivacious women. One of the best ways to empower yourself is to surround yourself with people who make you feel amazing. Sometimes this isn’t always as easy as it looks on paper. You have to evaluate the relationships in your life and make conscious decisions to foster some and possibly let go of others.
You can take a look at who fills you up by taking the average of the five people you hang out with or talk with the most. Look at that average, do you like that average person? Is that average person a reflection of you? Do they have the traits that you aspire to have and want someone in your life to have? If the answer is no, or you don’t like the average, it’s important to find new relationships who better represent the person you’re growing to become. And know that it’s ok to let a relationship go that is not aiding in your growth.
One of LBG’s newer relationships is with Jac, the owner of All Things Bliss. Jac is one of those audacious women that just bubbles light and goodness. She’s the proverbial Bliss Purveyor. The other day she shared a poem on her Facebook wall. She said that 10 years ago, she wrote the whole poem out in sharpie on her shower curtain so she could be reminded every day. She’s a shining example of a woman that has the drive and the spirit to change the world. Read the poem. Digest it. What sustains you from the inside when all else falls away? Then go out and surround yourself with the women, the relationships that aid you along your path. The ones that fan your flames. The ones that believe in your dreams. And the ones that dare you to smile when it’s the last thing you feel like doing.
“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us
to be careful to be realistic to remember the limitations
of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty
And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes.”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me
and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like
the company you keep in the empty moments.”
~Oriah Mountain Dreaming, from the book The Invitation