No one can make you feel inferior without your consent – Eleanor Roosevelt
One of the ways I serve my community is as a teacher. I teach adults how to start their own business. Most of them are new entrepreneurs, and writing a business plan is enough to railroad their business before it ever gets on the right “track”.
There are all kinds of roadblocks: how to research, how to market, and how to read a financial statement.
The most glaring monster of all is the competitive analysis. Some students believe knowing that someone else is doing what they are doing, perhaps better than they can do it, is enough for them to throw in the towel.
Others may be doing what you do, dreaming what you dream, or daring to go beyond their limits, but there is always room for you.
There is a story from Jewish Biblical history where the Israelites were at war with another country. They sent scouts on a reconnaissance mission. They returned exhausted, hungry and scared. “We are like grasshoppers in their sight!” they cried.
They were grasshoppers, or small insects without a hope this side of Eden to win the battle. So small in fact, I doubt whether the enemy ever saw them! The soldiers had come to their own limited conclusion about themselves. They compared themselves to others; a trademark of those who suffer. They eventually won the battle, but not until the King gave them the pep talk of all pep talks and reminded them who they were. The enemy knew it already, but the Israelites had forgotten.
Are you using your power to see less of yourself, to feel inferior, to cringe away from a new challenge because you feel insignificant or unimportant? How is that possible, unless you have your eyes on someone else?
Eleanor Roosevelt said it well: “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent”
No one can make you feel anything about yourself that you don’t feel about yourself already.
This applies to love relationships, starting new businesses, and offering your gifts or talents to the world.
Have you ever heard yourself say, “You make me feel so stupid,” or “He made me so angry?”
Not possible. You do feel the way you feel, but the feeling was your choice.
MY LIMITING BELIEF HAD TO GO
All my life I have lived at bookstores. I love the authors, the ideas, the pages, the print, the smell of the pages, the font, the shelves…shall I continue?
For most of my life, I left the bookstore confused. On one hand, I enjoyed meeting the ideas who were hiding behind the covers. But, I was confused. I believed that everything worth writing was written by someone better, with more knowledge and skill than I could ever hope to acquire. How would I ever get published?
That feeling, that confusion, that trip downstairs to my lower self, was my choice. No one in the store made me feel it, no author penned their words thinking, “This should put Harmony in her place.” I had feelings that my worth was meager, so my words were worth pennies at best.
What is your dream? What battles lie in wait for you? How have you overcome them? As always, feel free to share your ideas with us.
Don’t ask if there enough room for you, but are you BIG enough to take up the space?
In the Grace Of the Moment,