I prepare for every practice. Reread notes from previous practices. Look at PA’s and look at writing from clients. Think about what’s most pressing. Are they flying high or dragging ASS? My prep ends with me writing my thoughts about how we’re gonna start practice. I pray for God’s help and I’m ready to go. Practice starts. I wait. Read the audience and move. Sometimes, I keep waiting.
This week, I waited for freakin’ ever. The team was hurting. I was searching for words. None were showing up. Waited some more. Tuned in like an animal being stalked and waited for a sign. The dudes kept talking. I kept listening. Nothing was registering. My little voice kept kicking my ASS. You suck, the drunk in my head said over and over. These dudes don’t believe, it continued. You can’t reach them it concluded. I kept telling it to shutthehellup. Kept waiting…
Finally, as time was winding down, the spirit moved. I knew what to do and “done so” with shoot in my eyes. Ended the practice with some freakin’ magic clarity. Wasn’t sure it hit, but was hoping it wasn’t a total waste of time. I didn’t know, you know.
End of the day, my client tells me he’s heard from the team regarding our practice. Heart sinks. I stunk and he’s about to tell me as much. Nope. Dead wrong. The team thought it was freakin magic. Best one we’ve ever had, they said. They got the message and had already translated it to their PA (productive action). My heart filled. Confidence increased. Gratitude too. As I walked out of this clients office my heart raced in the best of ways. Who knew…
Do the work. Show up. Filled up. Fear not. Be prepared. Wait for the moment. It. Will. Come. You never know what another is thinking. You never know what transforms. You never know who is gonna get lit. You never know, Chet. You never know. Keep preparing for the worst and believing in the best. Trust the process. Damn.
Live hard. Love harder. You never know…
BUILT TO LEAD 