I think we’ve met.
You smile shyly.
I’m not trying to pick you up. I promise.
Now you’re looking a bit more interested. You’re actually looking at me, trying to place me.
But neither of us can figure it out. Maybe we’ve never met after all. But I know your type.
You’re shy. Quiet. You’re not one to strike up conversation with a total stranger.
You are who you are. A free spirit. A shy free spirit but a free spirit nonetheless. And you’re going to make it in this lifetime.
You know why?
No, of course you don’t. That’s why I’m going to tell you.
Because you’re focused. You’re self-disciplined, you know what you want and you’re going to take the necessary steps to get there. Even if the stairwell you’re climbing is really steep and has a thousand stairs.
Being quiet can be a virtue. I didn’t say silent, I said quiet.
That means that you say what needs to be said. You have to. You understand that much.
But you don’t yell. You’re not competing with the millions of mass messages that are attempting to grab you and everyone else by the throat.
You whisper. And by whispering you’ve silenced everyone around you. They’re all waiting to hear your message. They’re even willing to be quiet to hear you. Do you have any idea how huge that is?
But it takes time. I know.
Crafting any message worth listening to takes time. But you must be confident enough in that message to take your time. Because once that message is out, you’ll have hundreds, thousands, perhaps even millions wanting to buy into that message.
Bet you never thought of yourself as a lioness.
Chew on your idea. Allow it to digest slowly.
And then give it to us, like no one else can.
I believe in you.
Even if we’ve never met.