I’m condensing all posts onto RachelRofe.com.
My blog there is part business, part life, ALL Radiating Royalty in everything you do.
I’m condensing all posts onto RachelRofe.com.
My blog there is part business, part life, ALL Radiating Royalty in everything you do.
I posted this to my Facebook group about a week ago and wanted to share it publicly as well.
Here’s what I posted:
One of my coaching clients-turned friend just created a product. Yesterday he told me he wanted to split the profits with me. I told him I wasn’t going to say no because I’m actively working on receiving, but he DID pay for coaching and was getting what he paid for. I told him to consider that and I’d be totally fine if he rescinded the offer.
(As a side note, he’s getting one of the biggest names in the industry to promote. This guy alone will be responsible for thousands of sales.)
My client just wrote back:– The reason I paid for coaching was just to get me on your radar initially. Then I wanted to learn from you (not pick your brain lol) and ultimately become friends while helping tons of people of course
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Everything else is just a bonus!
I think you’re an awesome coach and I really am glad we’re working together. I want you a part of this too because I know we can get it into more hands together than just me alone and I have a feeling it’ll be great value for people.
The more I seem to give, the more I get and I 100% want to split everything this product earns with you.
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This guy has been a dream client from day 1. I don’t think my imagination could’ve even conjured a client this ideal.
He is super positive, does everything I suggest… and he hired me off of just TWO facebook messages. I never “sold” a thing.
Talk about running a business in your feminine – this whole thing has been in “flow state” from day 1. Super easy and super magnificent.
Just doing a little celebration today…
See, I’ve always been given the advice to “Ask for what you want.”
For me, that was always way easier said than done. I was always so hyper-focused on everyone else’s desires that I had zero sense of what *I* actually wanted.
So I started really slowly.
When I looked at the menu at restaurants, I’d take a deep breath and ask my body, “What do you want?”
I would check in with myself when making decisions. Instead of automatically doing things out of obligation, I’d take deep breaths and ask myself what I really wanted.
I started with emails and text messages because it was easier than the pressure of doing it face to face. (That’s slightly embarrassing, but it’s true.)
I infused more beauty around me. I put flowers in my room, took baths, and celebrated me.
And the more I started to do that, the more my capacity for receiving pleasure expanded.
I accepted a trip to Hawaii.
An amazing man gave me 14 hours of his time to just work on helping me shine.
One of my coaching clients just insisted on giving me 50% of the profits for a product he’s creating.
Heck, some guy even approached me about being my sugar daddy the other day. (I declined.)
As for my celebration today…
Last night I hung out with some friends at an event I co-hosted in Las Vegas. There were about 8 males and me. What I really wanted was to go dancing. However, they were going to go meet a friend for a bachelor party.
I told them to go and have fun, that it was totally okay.
One of the guys said he wasn’t going to leave me. Then his friend said he wasn’t going to leave him. So they stayed.
I NEVER would have accepted that in the past. I wouldn’t have wanted to be an inconvenience.
They were going to make it a low key night and just stay at the hotel bar.
Another friend came up and we talked about how we’d love to go dancing. My friends said they’d do that, so we all went to a place I’d been wanting to check out.
We all had such a fantastic time. I felt so alive dancing. Being with friends. Hearing music.
And I wanted to celebrate that. Because I am positive the old me, being so focused on everyone else, would’ve insisted on everyone going to the bachelor party.
It would have been WAY easier for me to numb out, being the obligatory “nice girl”.
Not today.
Today, I celebrate my capacity for accepting a great time.