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The Many Ways in Which I'm Awesome

A few months ago I wrote a post about how I sucked. My confession of all the ways I feel inadequate, all the things I felt I was hiding from you.

A post that went to much acclaim of retweeting and applause of commenting.

Because writing about how I suck is acceptable.

Partially because we can all identify with feeling less than perfect. But also because it’s normal to confess how we are inadequate. It doesn’t intimidate anyone to diminish one’s self, to be modest about one’s brilliance.

But that’s just another way to hide the truth.

The truth is that there are many ways in which I am awesome.

I care.

I want you to be loved. I want you to understand your purpose. I want you to feel fulfilled and powerful and excited about life. I want you to feel ecstasy. I want you to get laid. I want you to have best friends, to be supported and nurtured and safe and cared for because of everything you are. I want you to be able to speak your truth and be heard and understood. I want you to have whatever success you feel is important in your life. I want you to feel cared for. I really, really, give a shit about the happiness of you all. And I want to help you, to give you whatever you need, to make that happen for you.

I’m fun.

I make people fall over, pee in their pants laughing at the way I call myself out as an idiot or observe the idiocy surrounding us all. Life is delicious and bizarre and hilarious and I want to take you all with me to devour it. There’s nothing better than enjoying the random conversations that take place in a hotel room or an airport or a hospital waiting room or drunk in a Las Vegas bar at 3 in the morning. There’s always more to learn and explore and enjoy everywhere, hidden in books and online and in corners of the face to face world. Life is fucking amazing, and I’m constantly amazed at how much fun I am in it, with all of you.

I’m brave.

I listen to what everyone is thinking, what they are all whispering to me in hallways and bathrooms and skype chartrooms, and post it online. Even though I know it will burn bridges forever. I expose my truth. I choose to be uncomfortable every day. I push my boundaries, have the scary conversations, hit send on the unbelievable text messages. I walk into the room of strangers, send the DM to the A lister, move to a new city, learn to dance around a pole wearing 6 inch stilettos. And I do it all in public. Choosing to be the example for what living your truth can be.

I inspire.

There is some quality about who I am that bringing clarity. Some of it is a conscious part of my work, how I take the seemingly complex and chaotic and turn it into teachable steps that anyone can apply to their own business or life. And some of what I do is by who I am. By what I write. By the videos that I create. By my willingness to live my truth out loud. I shock people’s systems. I force them to recognize that they’ve been asleep their entire lives. And I wake them up to the real world.

As the woman said, how dare I hide that brilliance behind a confession of my alleged suckage.

The truth is that I’m amazing.

And that’s the most horribly scary truth that anyone can ever admit.

Because if I’m brilliant, if I have a great work that only I can bring to humanity, then I have no excuse.

Success, changing the world, living a fulfilled life, is possible. Is inevitable.

The only thing that can go wrong, the only way in which I can fail, is to chicken out by refusing to expose the venerable fleshy parts of my soul.

So as the natural expression of my amazingness, I issue this call to you.

Confess your brilliance.

Confess how you are awesome. What makes you unique. What are the gifts, the amazingness, the great works you are already bringing to everyone in your world.

Expose your most secret truth.

And let’s see the delicious amazingness we can create from the collective exposure of our souls.

#thatisall

Posting this today was inspired by the ghost in the room, or, why modesty is a dirty fucking word (sent to me today by @rockyourday), by this evening’s encouragement from @wendymaynard and @nummiesbras, and by today’s post by Catherine Caine called Own Your Awesomeness.

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  • http://FindingWhy.com/ Joel D Canfield

    I see truths which are hidden from other people; when people are their most confused, I clearly see what’s wrong, and I know the questions to ask them so they can find their own answers.

    I am an expert at explaining complex concepts in simple terms.

    People love and respect my passionate approach to life. I only see two colors; black, and white, and I know the black is unnecessary because it’s just the absence of white.

    I tell a joke better than anyone you know.

    The songs I write will make you laugh or cry or feel something you wish you could feel even more.

    I make the people around me comfortable to be themselves. Total strangers tell me things they’ve never told other people because they can tell in an instant that they can trust me with their life.

    I’m the smartest person I’ve ever met.

    And yet, I agonised for most of the last 14 hours about posting a comment here because I keep hearing this voice that says “nonsense; we’re all equals, and you’re a little less equal and you know it” and it stinks that the voice is my own.

    Just watched a Tony Robbins video; struck, once again, by the thought that our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate; our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. I avoid his stuff because it makes me infinitely regretful of a wasted life and infinitely scared of what I absolutely must do today, and for the rest of my life.

    It’s hard, knowing that my job is to change the world. I know that I have more in common with those ancient men who slept under hedgerows or in eagles’ nests; the mystics and seers who were never supernatural but could simply see the truth so clearly that others thought they were magic.

    Rubber band syndrome. Stretch as far as you can, and you just feel stretched, not pain. But when the stretching is over, the snap, when the rubber band finally gives, is a jolt.

    I can feel the tide turning; there is a light at the end of this tunnel. Finally, finally, it’s not the headlamp of an oncoming train.

    I need to run out to meet it, because waiting for it at the station isn’t enough any more.

  • http://jackiedotson.wordpress.com/ JackieDotson

    Great Post. As usual. I get giddy when I connect with people who are walking a similar path. I recognize that you have to go over the ways in which I suck in order to get to the ways in which I am awesome. The important thing is you didn’t get stuck in the suck, you checked it out, acknowledged it and moved straight on to the awesome.

    I really loved the person who said, “Modesty is overrated, and confidence is catching”

    Okay, some ways in which I am awesome…

    I am funny.
    I can write.
    I cut through the bullshit and see what’s real.
    I love being a heretic and the more I am in public, the more I love it.
    I am a reader.
    I love connecting with people.
    I crave being around forward-thinking people.

    Keep bringing the awesome Elizabeth. I prefer my awesome to come in buckets.

  • annettenack

    I’m outing my awesomeness because I’ve never done it before. I actually had a friend (now my boyfriend) yell at me because I couldn’t take a compliment. It pissed him off that I couldn’t see how awesome I was because of my own internal BS.

    But for some reason taking a compliment was as far as I had gotten until 3 days ago.

    I saw when you 1st post this article, read it & lurked around reading everyone else’s awesomeness. And I ignored my own.

    So I’m calling myself out.

    I’m awesome because I can love unconditionally, forgive without holding a grudge, write to make myself some $, incredibly loyal, creative, awesome in the kitchen, really get my clients, what they need & get them results, I run marathons for fun but not for time, I have a stockpile of costumes in my bedroom, don’t tolerate BS, finally learning to live my truth & not apologize for it.

    Whew. There’s more, but I don’t want to be hogging the spotlight- right now.

  • spinhead

    I see truths which are hidden from other people; when people are their most confused, I clearly see what's wrong, and I know the questions to ask them so they can find their own answers.

    I am an expert at explaining complex concepts in simple terms.

    People love and respect my passionate approach to life. I only see two colors; black, and white, and I know the black is unnecessary because it's just the absence of white.

    I tell a joke better than anyone you know.

    The songs I write will make you laugh or cry or feel something you wish you could feel even more.

    I make the people around me comfortable to be themselves. Total strangers tell me things they've never told other people because they can tell in an instant that they can trust me with their life.

    I'm the smartest person I've ever met.

    And yet, I agonised for most of the last 14 hours about posting a comment here because I keep hearing this voice that says “nonsense; we're all equals, and you're a little less equal and you know it” and it stinks that the voice is my own.

    Just watched a Tony Robbins video; struck, once again, by the thought that our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate; our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. I avoid his stuff because it makes me infinitely regretful of a wasted life and infinitely scared of what I absolutely must do today, and for the rest of my life.

    It's hard, knowing that my job is to change the world. I know that I have more in common with those ancient men who slept under hedgerows or in eagles' nests; the mystics and seers who were never supernatural but could simply see the truth so clearly that others thought they were magic.

    Rubber band syndrome. Stretch as far as you can, and you just feel stretched, not pain. But when the stretching is over, the snap, when the rubber band finally gives, is a jolt.

    I can feel the tide turning; there is a light at the end of this tunnel. Finally, finally, it's not the headlamp of an oncoming train.

    I need to run out to meet it, because waiting for it at the station isn't enough any more.

  • http://lindaeaves.com Linda Eaves

    Elizabeth – This post inspired me to write about my forest creature fantasy during my morning walk. It felt slightly crazy, but am glad it’s up.

  • http://jackiedotson.wordpress.com/ JackieDotson

    Great Post. As usual. I get giddy when I connect with people who are walking a similar path. I recognize that you have to go over the ways in which I suck in order to get to the ways in which I am awesome. The important thing is you didn't get stuck in the suck, you checked it out, acknowledged it and moved straight on to the awesome.

    I really loved the person who said, “Modesty is overrated, and confidence is catching”

    Okay, some ways in which I am awesome…

    I am funny.
    I can write.
    I cut through the bullshit and see what's real.
    I love being a heretic and the more I am in public, the more I love it.
    I am a reader.
    I love connecting with people.
    I crave being around forward-thinking people.

    Keep bringing the awesome Elizabeth. I prefer my awesome to come in buckets.

  • annettenack

    I'm outing my awesomeness because I've never done it before. I actually had a friend (now my boyfriend) yell at me because I couldn't take a compliment. It pissed him off that I couldn't see how awesome I was because of my own internal BS.

    But for some reason taking a compliment was as far as I had gotten until 3 days ago.

    I saw when you 1st post this article, read it & lurked around reading everyone else's awesomeness. And I ignored my own.

    So I'm calling myself out.

    I'm awesome because I can love unconditionally, forgive without holding a grudge, write to make myself some $, incredibly loyal, creative, awesome in the kitchen, really get my clients, what they need & get them results, I run marathons for fun but not for time, I have a stockpile of costumes in my bedroom, don't tolerate BS, finally learning to live my truth & not apologize for it.

    Whew. There's more, but I don't want to be hogging the spotlight- right now.

  • lindaeaves

    Elizabeth – This post inspired me to write about my forest creature fantasy during my morning walk. It felt slightly crazy, but am glad it's up.

  • http://www.lisarobbinyoung.com Lisa Robbin Young

    I really had to dig on this. People SAY lots of nice things, but what ways do I think I’m really awesome? Here goes:

    I am not afraid to ask the hard questions: “Why?” was one of my first words as a kid.
    I am not afraid to connect the dots, get logical AND emotional, and make sense of people’s messes.
    I am not afraid to pray – or tell the world that I do.
    I am not afraid to dream big – maybe too big sometimes, but you don’t know if you don’t try!
    I am not afraid to stand up for my friends – even if it means getting kidnapped (long story)
    I am not afraid to love with everything I have – and a few things I don’t (another long story)

    I have a gift for inspiring others to see their real value. It brings me untold joy to be able to see the lightbulb go on when people “get it”

    And I’m a damn good performer: singing being my primary specialty.

    The cool thing is that I’ve managed to create a business that encompasses all of that (with your help, EPW). And life couldn’t get much sweeter.

    And yes, you are freaking awesome. I heart you.

  • http://www.lisarobbinyoung.com Lisa Robbin Young

    I really had to dig on this. People SAY lots of nice things, but what ways do I think I'm really awesome? Here goes:

    I am not afraid to ask the hard questions: “Why?” was one of my first words as a kid.
    I am not afraid to connect the dots, get logical AND emotional, and make sense of people's messes.
    I am not afraid to pray – or tell the world that I do.
    I am not afraid to dream big – maybe too big sometimes, but you don't know if you don't try!
    I am not afraid to stand up for my friends – even if it means getting kidnapped (long story)
    I am not afraid to love with everything I have – and a few things I don't (another long story)

    I have a gift for inspiring others to see their real value. It brings me untold joy to be able to see the lightbulb go on when people “get it”

    And I'm a damn good performer: singing being my primary specialty.

    The cool thing is that I've managed to create a business that encompasses all of that (with your help, EPW). And life couldn't get much sweeter.

    And yes, you are freaking awesome. I heart you.

  • Some person…

    Just gotta tell you that this was awesomely written! More people definitely need to start being real and enjoying ALL of life, both the ups and downs no matter what they are. You only live once.

  • Some person…

    Just gotta tell you that this was awesomely written! More people definitely need to start being real and enjoying ALL of life, both the ups and downs no matter what they are. You only live once.

  • http://www.discoveringdelicious.com Darcie Newton

    Just found this post the first one because of your email marketing…it works! It occurs to me as I read both posts that the things that you said you sucked at were all things you do (or don’t do) and this post is all about who you are (much more important).

    I’ll take that lesson…to focus on who you are, not what you do. Thanks.

    Darcie Newton
    Wine, not whine. Nature not Nurture. Discipline for profit, none for cheese.
    http://www.mywealthspa.com

  • http://www.mywealthspa.com Darcie Newton

    Just found this post the first one because of your email marketing…it works! It occurs to me as I read both posts that the things that you said you sucked at were all things you do (or don't do) and this post is all about who you are (much more important).

    I'll take that lesson…to focus on who you are, not what you do. Thanks.

    Darcie Newton
    Wine, not whine. Nature not Nurture. Discipline for profit, none for cheese.
    http://www.mywealthspa.com

  • http://www.deniseduffieldthomas.com/ Denise Duffield-Thomas

    I agree – I’m f***king awesome

  • http://www.deniseduffieldthomas.com/ Denise Duffield-Thomas

    I agree – I'm f***king awesome