“Please Allow Me to (Re)Introduce (and Possibly Reinvent) Myself…”
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Because sometimes we need to remember who we are, and sometimes we need to take who we believe we are and burn it to the ground. Life is a balance of both when we allow ourselves to actually LIVE it instead of whatever this is. I’m not completely sure what that actually means, or if I’m even supposed to. I’ve figured out that the answers don’t involve any of the following:
- Having a bunch of people blindly following my BS like it’s gospel
- Looking hot on a beach in some resort I can’t afford
- Abusing others for my own gain
- Most of the “answers” I see swimming around the internet
So now that I’ve alienated 97% of the cyberworld and given myself zero chance of social media virality let me get on with it…
Hi, I’m Rich.
I’m a published writer and author, been in a movie, trained coach supporting creatives and others with a hell of a story. Released a slew of articles, podcasts, and videos. In the last few years, I have traveled to over 30 states.
There are other things I’ve probably done in there, but it’s already awkward.
Biggest thing I have taken from all of this?
I still have no idea what the hell I’m doing.
Some will relate. You’re my people.
Some won’t. Cool.
I tried to “know” what I’m doing, I took on the belief I had to get it perfect before I was allowed to show up and take space. There was always something more, some other knowledge, some other piece to prove my worth to people and justify the space I’m taking, to have all the proof of what value I bring to other people.
What is really true?
- Most of it is overrated
- Those who don’t want to see your value always find excuses not to
- Those who do see your value don’t care about the resume
Despite the information and advice that I’ve received over the years, the amazing experiences intertwined with the epic fails, it comes back to remembering the point of my journey and returning to that.
Recalling the loneliness-even in a crowd, disconnect, the masks that felt “safe”, the identity of “worthless piece of crap”.
I’ve seen the destruction and tragedy that looms from that space. I’ve lived some, seen some, heard some. We all have to some degree, no one is immune.
I just know we need to see our worth, which is really hard in a world hellbent on taking it away for its own gain.
I know I can meet someone where they are at and show them their worth and value. Whether it is on a 1–1 call, or through what I create via written and spoken word, I know that is where my purpose lies.
I don’t know much more than that. Honestly, I don’t frickin’ need to. That’s always been enough, and the rest will take care of itself.
I just needed to remember. It’s really easy to forget sometimes, so please excuse me when it happens.
