Lately I have developed a different relationship with my Ideas. They have become more personable, more attractive and more real.
And they speak.
Our conversations are always beneficial, and they happen quite often. But lately … lately it has been different.
Lately I try and stay quiet when my Ideas present themselves to me. I try not to converse with them as much. Maybe because I’m too scared that the Idea is actually too good of one and I would be crazy not to pursue it, and I know that by speaking to it at all, I will only dismiss it as illogical or a crazy thought.
So I just try to just listen and hear them out.
And what I have learned has quickly changed the way I perceive my own Ideas, especially the ones that I know are good.
Being an entrepreneur is awesome, but it’s a strange thought that my value comes in the form of my Ideas. They come in the form of art concepts or marketing strategies, or dreams while I’m sleeping. They knock during the day, gaining my attention through the things I see.
They can be dressed as trees along the side of the road or disguised as a weird shape in the clouds. They have been the intricacy of butterfly wings, and they have been conversations with friends over coffee.
Before recently, my interactions with my Ideas were much different. I saw myself as bigger and better than them. I looked down on them. I deemed them as good or not.
But what if it was the other way around? What if your Ideas chose you based on the level of skill or work ethic you had at that particular moment in time? What if they chose a person based on their likeliness to bring them to fruition?
What if Ideas could speak audibly to the masses and recruit the best candidates to work for them?
Would you be worthy of your own Ideas? Or would you doubt your own work ethic, skill or devotion and dismiss an opportunity because you actually don’t think you are worthy?
But that Idea knocked on your door. Not your neighbor’s. Not the kid down the street, who wrapped your house in toilet paper last Halloween.
It came to your door.
If a billionaire came to your home and asked you to work for them, it would be easy to accept. It would be a no-brainer because you would perceive the risk versus the reward and come to the conclusion the reward is greater.
When the risk of failure is low, it’s quite likely because you are operating under someone else’s Idea, and there’s nothing wrong with that at all. There’s nothing wrong with working for a great company or helping others build their Ideas.
But what if your own knocked on the door and recruited you to work for it? Not only work for it, but be the CEO.
To own it.
To grow it.
To nurture it.
To love it.
And then at the very end leave it to care for others once you are gone.
Never neglect the power of your own Ideas.
They are realities only you can construct.
They are precious, and they are a direct indicator of our own level of readiness and hooked into the flesh of Courage itself, and that is why the biggest of Ideas takes the most.
So lately I try to stay quiet when my Ideas come knocking. I open the door and invite them in, and try to learn as much from them as possible.
I can’t help but think how many Ideas I have aborted because deep down I thought I wasn’t adequate.
But they knocked on my door.
They recruited me.
Because they knew I was ready, and they pulled on my courage.
If you value your Ideas for what they really are, you will never be unemployed.