Did you know that the saying “you are what you eat” is as accurate as “you are what you speak”?
What if I told you that what you choose to speak is what belongs to you? And the things you want are already yours, but you must believe to manifest it. Wouldn’t that change the way you speak and where you put your beliefs?
Believe it or not, it took me years to have self-belief, and by years, I mean two years ago, LOL. When my daughter was born, my relationship with myself changed, automatically shifting all my relationships, including my relationship with money.
Money can be one of the ickiest subjects, well, at least for me, it was (and still can be). I expected others to see my calling and creativity and value it at what they thought it was worth. Let me repeat that (just so you can catch how wild this is), I, as the individual and owner, expected the receiver to tell me the value of my h’art work.
My issue was that I expected others to value my gift and felt-and sometimes feel, awkward, to put a price on what I value as my art. With over seven years of experience, a degree and working at the most prominent marketing agency in London, it took me to have a baby and see her value to want to start something birthed in me years ago – shout out to the daughters that make us brave.
The birth of my daughter pushed me to want wealth; what was weird about that was that I always heard my husband and his friends talk about building businesses and brands to create generational wealth, and it never felt or seemed awkward. Actually, it was the opposite; it was natural and almost instinctual for them to want to build wealth and discuss ways to do that together for their sake and their families.
I always questioned whether that was a “man-thing” or something was wrong with me. I never felt comfortable talking or even claiming to want money because something about saying that, even to friends, felt icky. But having my daughter birthed a new side of me. A side that made me unashamed of trying to build wealth and move from side hustling to putting all my eggs in one basket and working logistically to see and speak wealth into my reality, to give her the courage to do the same for herself one day.
But I struggled! I struggled to truly place a value on my work or see the value in what I could bring to the table that was different from the next person. I was speaking it, but honestly, I didn’t believe it, and that is why I am so grateful for my husband, my advocate.
My husband believed it, and he never forgot to speak life into me, he never failed to remind me that for someone who believes in the power of wellness and words, I don’t talk to myself in the voice I speak to others – and that was apart of the problem. He challenged me not just to start my business for Alina but speak to my business in the same way I talk to and about her.