I’m afraid.  It would be fun to say that I am afraid of success but that just isn’t true.  I’m afraid of failure, like so many other people.  I have been reading, a lot, and writing, a little and looking at  myself, no mirror needed.  I have been analyzing and inventorying.  I wish I could say that I like what I am seeing but to be honest, I don’t.

In that same vein, honesty being the best policy for me…I like the progress.  I like moving ahead, making plans, putting plans into action but it does not alleviate my fear.  I can barely define it even if I can see it plainly.  So, what now?

My company’s name is The Good Road Services.  I may or may not add ,Inc…haven’t decided.  My job is life coach.  My specialty is personal life.  I dabble in executive life coaching as well.  I coach men and women.  I coach from a very Native American point of view…old teachings in a modern world.  Why? Because it is who I am, what I know, and it works.  My current clientele are open to my methods.

So what’s my problem?  I still have a day job.  It takes up too much of my time and I really just want to be a life coach.  I already work from home so that isn’t the issue.  The fear is my issue.  My day job pays well.  Can I make it as a life coach?  Will it pay as well?  Will it pay better?  I want it to pay better.

I don’t worry about my clients.  They will be happy or not, that part is totally up to them.  I have integrity enough to know that my coaching is sound and it works.  I have several mirrors to lend out so that my clients can in themselves what I see.  But I do need more clients.  I am frustrated with me.

I still have to design my logo.  I am looking at “funnels”…a new concept for me.  But in this fast paced digital world, maybe something I need to learn about as well.  My blog, which I write for myself right now, will probably stay the same.  I can barely keep up with my current digital presence, I don’t know about writing a specific life coaching blog too.  Then again, if I just life coached for a living, maybe I could…

I heated up a cup of coffee that had been sitting on the kitchen table all evening, thought about the fear that has become so evident, and then added some Patron Incendio to my coffee and sat down to voice my thoughts.  I needed some accountability.  I might need a little more Incendio too.