How do you explain being uniquely equipped, and not perfect and make it sound, well glamorous???
Frankly, you dont.
It is a concept not easy to comprehended but one I honestly think should be considered in its entirety as a reality with in all of us. There are those whom walk with an air of entitled perfection, more power to ya.
I'm a 36 year old divorced mother of two, still working for the establishment because my brilliant life plan is actually written in hieroglyphics and I'm absolutely convinced it won't be revealed until I reach the ripe age of 40 (some 1,593 days away) But I'm okay with all of this imperfection. I'm talented sometimes too talented, bet you didn't know that can be a thing.
As proud as I am of being talented and gifts, I doubt myself A LOT, I mean alot alot!!! There aren't enough alots for this statement.
People, Companies, Organizations come to me and however much value I bring to them, I feel like a secret is going to be revealed like the unmasking of Wonder Women. Recently, a friend and confidant reminded me, “KG, they have to pay for it to for it to have value.” Cue the mask ripe off ladies and gentleman, over Prosecco I revealed the truth. I still feel like a big fakermacfakerson(that's a technical term, people) no book smarts here, and she chuckled and said “sometimes, it comes down to who can fake it better.”
Now that we have revealed the reality in the situation we come full circle, being uniquely equipped at living our imperfect lives. I don't think many people realize, I feel like a faker (if you do I'm impressed.) Whether you are 5 lbs. over weight, don't put make up on everyday (don't judge,) or 100 other individual struggles glamorous lives should be left to movie stars and millionaires because as much as I travel weekly these days, it feels, I miss my bed, my kiddos, my friends, my sweetie and the moments in the middle. I don't do events or modeling entirely because I love the clothes (don't get me wrong though that's a bonus) but I too bare the cross of being jealous because sometimes a glamorous life to me is my kitchen smelling of pot roast, smashed loaded cauliflower (a personal household favorite) and fresh baked chocolate chip cookies. Jealousy can go both ways.
Recently, I flew to New York and did one of those once in a lifetime things. I met numerous ladies from all over the country and each were and are these unique gems of stunning abilities whether the culinary baker who moonlights as a stunningly amazing make up artist to the rec center director who’s primary clientele are developmentally disabilitied who she was learning duck faces from so she could engage with one special young lady. I was and am in AWE! Some had done this 100s of times, others like me just came along for the once in a lifetime of it all. We each had a unique expertise at doing and being us.
I often catch people saying I wish I was or did…
Do It…
And if it's hard, keeping F%$×ing doing it.
Years ago I opened Absolutely Kristin and I successfully was unsuccessful because remember that Super Hero Reveal earlier, I never realized I was uniquely equipped to create this kaleidoscope of impractical services and make them make sense. And that if I were honest I thought others could simply do it better, because they knew how to ask for money or had realized their potential far before I had.
In short or not so short for that matter, in recent weeks I have realized it's okay to take a small part of the world or frankly whatever you can get ahold of and make it you. Wear the red slippers if you can, sing on the stage because you sing like Reba, or simply consider your options of being the most imperfect perfection you can be. Because if you are even a fraction like me, being uniquely equipped for this life is the absolutely most incredible adventure you can ever be on.
Go live it.
