I didn’t want to be seen.
After paying thousands of dollars to attend a five day workshop on how to become an inspiring speaker; traveling to San Francisco; putting my 15 year old cat, Remy, into a cage at the vet for a week (He hates that and will make me pay.), I didn’t want to be seen.
It was Saturday night – day 4. Earlier in the week we had spent a day with one of the top professional speakers in the country learning how to craft our message; a day with one of the top vocal coaches in Hollywood learning how to create a deeper, more resonant voice; and a half day with one of the contributing writers on the original Saturday Night Life to learn how to incorporate humor into our talks. Such great content! Of course I took a TON of notes wanting to absorb everything. On open mic night we would have a chance to take the stage for two minutes to showcase what we had learned in front of 100 fellow attendees.
I hadn’t planned on speaking. Instead I donned my ‘coach’ hat and worked with my roommate, Joyce (www.conversationswithyourself.com) to get her ready. The workshop leader asked how many people would not be speaking. I thought, I’ll just watch, so I raised my hand. But what it came down to was I had reached the boundary of my comfort zone, and I pulled back.
What’s up with that? I’ve led workshops on how to prepare and give presentations. Why was I uncomfortable in this environment?
Later in the evening one of the participants told a great story which really summed up my issue:
One day a chicken and pig were talking in the barnyard. They were so grateful to Farmer Bob for taking such great care of them. “Let’s fix him a dinner,” said the chicken. “What a great idea,” said the pig, “what should we fix?” “How about bacon and eggs,” said the chicken. The pig said, “That may be OK for you – for you that’s participation, for me it’s commitment.”
Yes, I did get up and speak. In fact, I was so annoyed with my timid self that I was the fifth speaker that night out of about 70. I kept hearing my own voice telling my clients to lean forward and stretch past their comfort zones. How could I say that I wanted to become an inspiring speaker and then wimp out when given the opportunity? And let’s face it, two minutes is a “pin prick on a gnat’s ass,” as my Dad would say.
So I talked about that very thing – how I didn’t want to be seen that night, yet I leaned into it. In fact, one gal from Australia, who told a hilarious story about having bladder issues at key times in her life, said that she hadn’t planned to speak, but after hearing me she got up the gumption to get up on stage. I guess I am an inspiring speaker after all!
OK, it’s your turn. When have you set a goal, invested time and money to pursue a dream, or wanted to make a change in your life or your job? What happened? Did you lose heart when the rubber met the road or did you lean in? Were you participating or committed?
If you have a dream or goal you’re working on now I’d love to help you lean into it and stretch past your comfort zone. Contact me.