Buckle Up.

8 of 30

Hello from 4 am with a head full of exciting business moves and soooo many words.

I know I'll soon have to anchor into the reality of time and capacity, the understanding of priorities and focus, but for now, I'll sit in the swirl of looking towards the future and of falling back in love with my business.

I didn't think I'd get here, not yet.

I could wake up tomorrow and find out it's fleeting (though I doubt it.)

But after a few years of feeling unmoored and adrift from my business, unsure of myself as I was caught in the tempest of life, I'm back.

We're back, bayyyybeee!

And even though I know the wall of need-to-dos far overshadows my executive functions and my spoons, I trust myself to figure it out.

To do what needs doing.

To focus on the the now, without losing sight of the future.

To get creative.

To ask for help.

To stop when it's not working, and do it differently.

To move when I'm feeling stuck.

And I know that in the past I overcommitted. I misjudged my capacity. I didn't follow through.

Quite frankly, I'm sure I'll do it again.

But I trust myself to do it better this time.

I trust myself to clean it up when I make a mess.

I trust myself to notice what's happening, and resource myself before I drown.

I trust myself to have my own back and to out myself to others, so they know what's going on.

It's okay that it's not perfect.

It's okay that I'm not perfect.

We're all just doing our best in the midst of a staggeringly beautiful and deeply imperfect world.

I get to mess up. I get to fuck up. I get to fail.

And none of it means a damn thing about me.

I'm not a fuck up.

I'm not a failure.

I'm fantastic, wise, and oh-so-fucking-worthy and I will bet on myself every time.

I've been through the wringer so many times, left sopping wet and scruched up on the floor struggling to catch my breath. I know it can happen anytime, and I know I can move through it when it does.

I refuse to let the very real, very likely facts of everything going to hell all at once keep me from staying cooped up silent and afraid of what people will think of me when things get messy.

I'm so ready to start taking on clients again.

I'm so ready to start inviting people into the not-so-secret-society of deeply driven dreamers, wild-hearted creatives, and unconventional entrepreneurs that I've been thinking about for four years.

I'm so ready to go deeper, show more, reveal more, connect more.

I'm so ready to go big.

I'm so ready to teach this new body of work I've been dreaming up. To pitch podcasts and to make my own.

I'm so ready to revisit old connections, clients, and friends. To catch up. To meet folks. To see who shows up and answers the call. And to co-create the world we want to live in.

I'm so ready to see what we can do together that we couldn't possibly do apart.

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Asha Wild is a word witch, creative confidante, thought provocateur, and embodiment expert.

Mostly, she supports deeply driven dreamers, wild-hearted creatives, and highly-sensitive visionaries as they navigate the creative cycle from, “I have an idea.” to “I did it! ….now what??!”

In addition to the 30 days of deeply personal stories you’ll find here in September, you can find her yapping on Threads, showing off her more-fluff-than-cat Portia on Instagram, or check out her extremely outdated, but very colorful website here.

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