That’s right. I have officially quit all the following:
Grinding hard to make huge numbers to cover my overhead.
Buying things I don’t need, with money I don’t have, to impress people I don’t even like.
Doing endless “live” video appearances.
Working hard to “scale” my business (ie, “jack up my overhead, expense, and stress”.)
Traveling to 2-3 in-person conferences every month to
“promote my thing”.Appearing on hundreds of podcasts to
“promote my thing”.Hosting multiple in-person events (costing $100,000 EACH with no guarantee of making ANY profit).
Keeping up with the latest “algorithm shenanigans”.
Posting endless reels, shorts, carousels, and videos.
Laboring over the “Oxford comma dilemma” (see preceding bullet)
Telling myself I would work on my mission & purpose “someday”.
I quit trading my LIFE for dollars.
I quit worshipping at the ALTAR of hustle.
So what happened when I quit?
The story is still unfolding.
It took me years to make my business a complex, heavy beast, but it seems easier to unwind so much of the complexity.
The only hard part is the long periods of extreme boredom, punctuated by brief moments of sheer terror.
But I do know this…
My business is more elegant.
Simple.
My life moves at the rhythm of Grace.
It’s a good rhythm.
It’s got a beat, and you can dance to it.
Care to join me?