Pushing myself to the limit

My body in total control. Sweat pouring down my neck from my hairline. My heart pounding, a slight metallic taste in my mouth. This workout is exactly what I've been needing. On the surface, I complain!

The whiniest baby in the gym. But I'm proud of how strong I've become, I push my body to the max. This workout so hard I almost want to cry. But once it's all over there's absolutely nothing that can meet that high! 

That feeling of elation. It's finally over. But mostly I'm proud I chose to do this and honestly, I fucking love it! I look at how far I've come. I couldn't even lift 10lbs above my head! Or run around the room once without feeling like I was going to die! But the biggest realization is how this affects everything else in my life!

If I can do this, I can do anything! All I have to do is try. It might take me 6 months. I might fail a million times, but as long as give it 110%

Nobody can stop me!! 💪

This is the self-assurance we need when everything seems so hard to know that we're stronger than we think, even when the work makes us want to cry.

I believe in myself, and I believe in you too!

So whoever needs to hear this today. You've got this! You're getting stronger and better! I'm rooting for you! ❤️

 

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Dear Coffee

Dear Coffee, give me the strength to get through today without completely falling apart. Sincerely, One Cranky Bitch. It's been 6 nights in a row. Too hot, too cold. Blankets falling off the bed. Tossing, turning. I swear to God this mattress is full of day-old oatmeal!  Smooshy and sagging in all the wrong places. A literal pain in my neck, this pillow is the worst!  An elbow in the back from my husband. UGH! Why is he so close?! 

All I want is a decent night's sleep! That's it! I'm over this! Grab the measuring tape and get to work!
The husband's still sleeping. Oh well. This is a matter of life and death... Well someone's lol

Zip! Zing! Scratch scratch! 

I measure every inch of the room and scribble down my notes. "What the hell are you doing??" oops, he's awake. "We're getting a new bed! I just can't take this anymore!" 

I'm determined, motivated, hyper-focused. I could picture it perfectly in my mind… A new, king-sized bed. All that extra space limited to us now by our current queen

Brand new bedding. Big, fluffy duvets. Bright, vibrant new colors. New pillows that are supportive, fresh and clean! 

Throw in some new window treatments and wall art. I'm turning this place where sleep is currently as easy to catch as the vapor of steam from the coffee I'm begging to keep me sane into a bedtime oasis. There's no stopping me. I'm doing this! Investing in myself! I need this. I deserve this! 

I imagine all the amazing things I could do with a great night's sleep. How much better my business would be? How much happier I'd feel? How much more fun I would have! I know this is worth it! The time to plan and coordinate. The work to put everything together - damn those stupid picture instructions that came with the bed! The money spent on a top-of-the-line mattress and new... well, everything!

Once it's done, all put together, every piece in its place. I feel it! That sense of accomplishment. This serine sanctuary of slumber calling my name.

A dream I made to come true!

As I lay in my bed at night, my extra soft sheets smooth against my skin. My new, laundry fresh pillows supporting my neck perfectly. Snuggled under the extra fluffy duvet that makes me smile every time I look at it.

I know without a shadow of a doubt that it was worth it!
I am worth it!!
Worth the time, worth the money!
Worth the investment in myself! 

 

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Thank you for the opportunity

“Thank you for the opportunity, but I don’t think I have the time to dedicate to the project that you deserve”. Typing the words out very carefully. Read and re-reading every word 1000 times. Mouth dry. Hands starting to sweat. Saying “no” to $2500 a month…😳 Am I fucking crazy!?!? Working out the emotional and literal math in my head. This project would be draining. Emotionally exhausting. The skills to do the job are here. But it’s a job I just don’t want to do anymore. 

💪💪 Ready to move. Ready to grow. Ready for change 💪

Up until this point, all I’ve done is complain. Stuck on the struggle bus refusing to take action. There’s no room for something better here. This is a huge turning point.  This sale would close easily. I know this money is in the bag! But the real question was would this client get 100%? The answer was a clear “no”. I’m checked out. After hours of hemming and hawing over my decision, I finally hit send 💣💣💣 

That's it! There’s no turning back now. Where I thought there was going to be fear and regret, I felt instantly free. Like I’d taken off a 50lb pack after a 10-mile hike. Where I expected to feel the loss for the money I could have made, I felt a giddy excitement for the new money I had just made space for. 

💥 For the first time ever I made space for me 💥

✨ Space for what served me over what was expected of me. 

✨ Space for new, aligned energy and invited it into my life. 

I said “no” to $2500 a month… But I said yes to so much more! 

👑 Yes to sleeping well at night because I’m not worried about ad performance. 

👑 Yes to more time in my week for things that energize my goals because I’m not analyzing data and writing ad copy for someone else’s business. 

👑 Yes to focusing on my goals rather than staying stuck in the same rut I’ve been in for years; held captive by the fear of the unknown and the desire to be comfortable. 

👑✨Yes to being happy and living the life I CHOOSE!✨👑

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My Fuse is Short

My fuse is short. 

3 margaritas in and Every. Little. Thing pokes at that buzzing wasp's nest just itching to be bust-free. Ready to lash out at the next unsuspecting sap dumb enough to cross my path. Fully aware of how irrational my anger is but just drunk enough to no longer care. Every ding on my phone and question from my husband grates on my every nerve. 

Why can't everyone just SHUT UP!! I finally explode. Unable to pretend anymore that I’m having a good time. A fight the size of Mt. Vesuvius opens up the boiling lava made of the issue that doesn’t exist anywhere but in my own head. It’s all me. My unchecked emotions vomiting all over my best friend. Poking holes in the liferaft we’ve built together because deep down I know he’ll fix them.

In the morning I feel it. Why am I like this? When did I get so angry? Something needs to change. I need to take care of myself or my marriage is going to fall apart. So I did! 

I learned to listen to my feelings and soothe them without judgment. I learned to take time by myself to write and enjoy my own company. I learned to take time off work without feeling guilty or checking off my mental list of things I *should* be doing instead. I finally learned to say no to clients that grate on my every fiber and suck out my soul. And you know what happened? 

I felt free! No longer balancing on that tightrope of anger and irritation Ready to lash out like a snake hiding on the side of an innocent-looking path. I became a better wife and friend. Able again to be empathetic to my husband's needs and feelings. I was more productive with my work with renewed passion fueling my drive and projects that I loved. 

Life as a business owner was finally easy. But the most important lesson I learned was that sales strategy alone won't be enough. That’s why in the ✨ Diva Lab ✨ we also cover mindset. Not just in sales calls or around money. But in a usable way that will change your life and the lives of those around you!

👉 It’s more than just a sales strategy. It’s happiness, fulfillment, patience, love, empathy, self care, life balance, 🔥 GET BACK YOUR PASSION FOR LIFE STRATEGY 🔥

So welcome! Introduce yourself. Take a look around. And hold on to your hats because you’re in for the ride of your life! 

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This is impossible!

There’s no way I can get this done! Why the hell did I even agree to this?!

I sit at my desk on the verge of tears. Feeling like the instant I agreed to be a featured speaker for my friend’s group every speck of knowledge I ever had about anything suddenly vanished into thin air. Why would she even ask me?! I hate being the center of attention. The thought of it alone makes me stress sweat in places I didn’t even know could sweat. But I agreed to do it and I can’t let her down. So I begin. 

First the outline, then the body, last the design. As it comes together I’m less than satisfied with the results. It’s far from my best work. Maybe if I had a few more weeks to work on it.. Then I’d be happy with it. Yeah right! I could work on it for years and I’d never been satisfied. Always my own worst critic. Nobody’s harder on me than me. 

When I finally call it done I see the tiniest glimmer of hope.  This might not be the shit show I was planning for after all. Maybe, just maybe it’ll be something to be proud of. Maybe. The day finally comes. I’m a nervous wreck! Stomach in knots. A lump in my throat. Who turned up the heat in here!? I just KNOW I’m going to flop. Forget everything I’ve prepared and freeze right on the spot. GAWD my mouth is so dry!! 

3, 2, 1 ACTION!! 

“Hi everyone! I’m Deb Wise, founder of Sharp Tack Media…” The second I begin it’s like I’ve become a completely different person. My presentation is flowing beautifully. I easily answer every question that comes my way. I’m eloquent and funny and people are engaged and taking notes. Actually learning something new. Once it’s all over I look around the room. Who just did that!? I hardly even recognized that girl. 

I welcome this version of me that I had to dig so deep to find. Under all the self-doubt and imposter syndrome. Behind that veil of criticism and perfectionism that lied and told me I was worthless and stupid. Behind that curtain is a strong, knowledgeable woman who holds an encyclopedia of knowledge that comes with more than a decade of experience. 

Who loves to share her gifts and is a natural-born teacher. Who even though she says on the surface she hates to be the center of attention is really, deep down a Diva who loves the spotlight. 

Who gets to help other women uncloak their inner Diva and shine their light on the world. 

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Hi, my name is Deb and I have an addiction

You know that feeling when you’re on a call and you can just FEEL the passion pouring out of them? They’re in love with what they’re doing. Face flushed, 5-star cheesy ass grin they just can’t stop.

I’m addicted to that feeling. It feeds my soul! It gives me an energy I can’t explain!! It tells me I’ve done something right in my life and I’m in perfect alignment with my purpose. To teach. To grow. To continue to fan those flames of passion people have for the things they love to do.  I had one of these amazing calls with one of my group members yesterday. It was so inspiring and had such amazing energy that I’ve decided to give away 5 more!

No sales pitch... Just pure, an unfiltered strategy that will get you more, high-paying clients fast!  Now, listen!! I run 2 full-time businesses and don’t have time to screw around. These freebies don’t come around often so take action. Don’t miss out!

These calls aren’t for just anybody.

✨💥I help badass coaches get more, high-paying clients without overwhelming scripts and templates by changing their relationship with sales.💥✨

👉 I only want to help you if you’re a badass Coach! Whether you sell 1:1 or you have a program.

👉 Don’t book unless you’re a certified ACTION TAKER. No excuses! By booking you promise you’re going to take the help I give you and do it. Action Takers Get Results!!

👉 Lastly, don’t book unless you can bring the PASSION. You need to be in love with your product or services. I’m going to show you how to use that passion to change your f-ng life!

On this call you’re going to learn how to turn that cheesy grin, rosy-cheeked, butterflies in your stomach passion you bring your business into more, higher-paying clients. More clients that mirror that passion and feed your energy so you can build a thriving business you love to be in that gives you more passion and energy in all other areas of your life.

⚡⚡⚡ So if you’re a COACH WHO IS A BADASS, PASSIONATE ACTION TAKER type “ME!” in the comments to take one of the 5 spots available. ⚡⚡⚡

 

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When are you going to get a real job?

“When are you going to get a real job?” 

The words out of my mother’s mouth rang in my ears like a hard slap to the face. Each word dripping with mocking cynicism. The smirk on her face as the words came out of her mouth made me want to lash out like a wounded animal. 

Business wasn’t going well. I was struggling. But she didn’t know this and I would never tell her...

“I do have a real job” I was calm, collected, emotionless. But behind my cool demeanor, I was crushed. A scared little girl just wanting someone to tell me “You’re doing great! Everything is going to work out!”. But I’d never get that from her. She’d never see me. Little did she know how strongly her words had affected me. How much fuel they added to my burning will to succeed. I had to prove her wrong. I didn’t need her support. Period. 

As the years went by and I grew into my business I found those comments hurt less and less. The tree of self-assurance I had been cultivating grew in to fill the voids left by her doubt. Every day I get to work with people I care about, doing what I love is a win in the face of doubt and adversity. Every day that my clients win and I get to see the ripple effect my determination to never quit has on the world of those around me is worth every venomous word spit my way by those who didn’t believe in me. Because I know the truth. My life makes a difference. 

💥 What I’m doing is changing lives 💥 

If I had stopped all those years ago and gotten a “real job” I’d never get to show you how to create a system that you love that helps your business thrive. Or help you to build that self-assurance you’re going to need to fill the doubt that others are inevitably going to have in you because your dreams are too big for them to comprehend. Or show you how to keep the passion you have for your business burning white-hot so your dream clients feel it when you speak to them and they buy with ease and happily pay what your services are worth. 

I didn’t give up on my dream and now I'm here to help you overcome the naysayers and doubters in your life so you can continue to pursue yours!

Are you ready to prove them wrong? 💪

Join me in the ✨Diva Sales Mastery program✨ where I’m going to show you how to 💲 5x your prices, 💃 sell your services with ease, and shut down the doubters who didn’t believe you could do it. 🔥

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I’m such a f-ing idiot

“I’m such a f-ing idiot!!” I beat myself up while I stare at my phone willing him to respond. 

Almost $10k down the drain. My coach is MIA. Fallen Right Off the face of the earth. I haven’t heard from him in weeks. I’ve sent dozens of messages, called dozens of times, sent long, emotional emails. He’s completely abandoned me. I trusted him. He promised to change my life. And I believed him. 

Why do I always make such terrible choices!? If history has taught me anything it’s that you can’t trust anyone. So, why would this be any different? On the surface I’m calm, collected, trying to be proactive. But under my cool persona, I feel guilty, angry, heartbroken… betrayed. 

All the signs were there and I ignored them. Following the dream of freedom fed to me. But I didn’t listen to my gut. That little voice inside my head when the signs said something was awry. That’s where I went wrong. There’s nothing I can do about it now. I need to dust myself off and take the tools I have and move on. How will I ever trust another coach? How will I ever trust myself again!? 

I needed a break. A time to take a step back and reevaluate. Pull myself together. Figure out my next steps. I vow to myself I won’t let this break me. I refuse to let him win. I’m going to get everything promised to me and then some! I am a badass! I remind myself there are no excuses. I can do anything I set my mind to. This is no different than any other letdown. I can rebuild.

Rebuild my trust in others. Rebuild my trust in myself. 

Looking back at that time, I thank that coach for the lessons I learned. 

✨ For opening my eyes to see who I needed to become ✨

To see the need for someone in the world who really cares. Who does what they say they’ll do. Who’s accountable. Who’s loyal and honest. Who supports their clients in their goals. Who can really help people to realize their dreams. But most of all I thank him for taking me down to a place dark enough that I could realize - that person was in ME all along!

Trust is a scary thing. Nobody’s perfect. But the most important trust is the one with yourself. To trust that you’re a smart person and you make smart decisions. To trust where there’s a will, there’s a way. That you are exactly where you need to be to get where you want to go. 

To trust that when a new opportunity comes along you’ll know when to take it. When the time was finally right for me, hiring a new coach was scary!! But I knew this time I was ready. Ready to use the tools I had. Ready to realize I was more than enough. Ready to reach my goal of living a life I could be proud of. 

Ready to show up every single day as the person my clients need me to be, so they never have to feel the weight of being cheated and abandoned by someone they trust.

This was my lesson to learn and this is my gift to the world. The promise that I make to you. To show you how you can live a life that pays you not only in money but in happiness and fulfillment… One aligned sale at a time. 🔥

Are you ready? 

👑💫💃

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