The power of no…
On and off throughout my life I have been told I’m too much. Too sad, too happy. Too short, too chubby. Too shy. I have held onto those statements good, bad and otherwise and used them as my kick starters. The constant tape in my head.
However, my biggest motivator is the word no.
When I’m told no as the saying goes “I do it twice and take pictures.”
I have heard no my whole life. As a small person for obvious reasons. But the first time I heard no and used it to light a fire was in junior high. Some of my friends were cheerleaders. I was mildly interested. When I shared this with a friend and was overheard by a classmate (who promptly told me someone who was so shy like me couldn’t possibly be a cheerleader). I tried out and became a Basketball cheerleader. It was short lived, because yes I didn’t like being in front of people,but I did it.
In high school when I was told my poems weren’t that great, I became our literary magazine’s editor my senior year.
In college when in a class I was told I should keep my opinions to myself I ran for student government and became president of our hall.
Ok… maybe it’s not the word no exactly but the being told I can’t do something.
Even if I know I will probably fail. I am going to still try. I have to.
When I first started out in radio I remember having a station manager tell me a young lady like me should do admin work. Throughout my career I was told my voice was an experiment. The first comment led to me applying for and getting a paid on air shift. The second caused me to leave commercial radio. For many years. Later when our community got a public volunteer radio station- yours truly applied and hosts not one but two radio shows.
I always apply for a job I’m interested in. You just never know . Someone may say yes. Case in point I wanted to work with kids, I saw an ad teaching children Spanish, my experience was adults. But I tried. Thirteen years later and I now run my own center.
I have asked bands for interviews. What’s the worst that can happen? I hear no. I have already heard it. A few have said yes.
My most favorite leap … well you are a part of it. I have always wanted to write. REALLY write. But who possibly would want to read what I had to say? A dear friend of mine saw The Working Single Mom was looking for bloggers. I submitted a piece that was incredibly personal and we never published…a year later, geez I think even longer actually. Here we are.
No is easy to hear and let become a piece of negative talk we all play in our brains. But if a shy, failed cheerleader like me can use it for power. Mommas so can you.
Remember who you are….a magical creature. You are the keeper of hearts,hopes and dreams. No is nothing to magical beings like us.