Thursday, May 27, 2010
The Fire Starter Sessions & My Inner Hawk
(Note: I am NOT an affiliate for Danielle LaPorte's Fire Starter Sessions, so when I write about this, I have absolutely nothing to gain.)
I have been, for quite some time, completely tired of all the Big Bloggers out there who try to sell the rest of us all those e-books and online classes about "How to make money from blogging." They are making money from blogging by blogging about blogging. The circular nature of this makes me downright dizzy!
Or they give e-books away for free, which is usually a big red flag that has the words "Full of Nothing!" written on it.
And I get super tired of bloggers who write about blogging in general. (Warning: Irony alert.)
This tiny rant is just so you know where I am coming from when I tell you that I bought and downloaded Danielle LaPorte's Fire Starter Sessions. This is not like me at all. For me to do this, a couple of things had to be going on.
First, having decided to dive head first into my passion, I have realized this makes me officially an entrepreneur or Solo-preneur. Teaching yogadance is a calling, a vocation, to be sure, but I still need students in order to be a teacher, and this means coming face to face with the somewhat difficult reality of marketing and advertising and running a business. (This "reality" can be extra hard for those of us who tend toward the Granola end of the spectrum or those who think they can just "envision" students and they will come. This is NOT the field of dreams.)
Second, being a fairly discerning reader/learner, these Fire Starter Sessions had to pass some tests before the purchase. I read about them, keeping in mind, of course, that most of what I read was by affiliates, but you can still sense an underlying truth or sales attitude. Then I watched Danielle's little promo video.
She had this whole thing going on about approaching this as a WOMAN. You can watch that little video here. Anyway, I was immediately attracted to her angle.
I bought them. Then I proceeded to go through that gargantuan amount of material in two days. I do not recommend this. Unless you are like me -- a Girl of Extremes.
It totally fried me. But one session of Solar Power Kundalini Yoga with Ana Brett and I was completely back to normal -- or as close as I get.
What was my point?
Oh...right...I watched and read those sessions and worked on the little worksheets and talked to Marcy and talked to Marcy some more.
Those Sessions lit a freaking fire under my ass, people, and there are going to be BIG changes around here. That is the point: Big. Changes.*
(*This is totally a tease. Big Changes take some time; we are working hard behind the scenes...)
Those Sessions reminded me that I am not some fluffy, soft chick of a blisschick but that I am really a BlissChick of the hard-edged variety. I am a chick who has had to CLAW her way to this bliss and is not afraid to show her scars. Actually, I will gladly show you my scars if I think the grossness of them will move you to take some freaking action.
I am not at the Granola end of the spectrum at all. I am not some soft voiced, walk gently, hippie yogini.
No, in the world of birds, this Chick is a Hawk.
Watch out! And cover your head if you at all resemble a dove or anything equally delectable.
(Thank you, Danielle, for the big brick to my head.)