Space. The final frontier (& really useful for Doing your Thing)

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You need space to do your Thing, to step into it and grow it. And your clients need space too. When you offer a product or a program to your clients you are offering them space. Space to do something a new way, work on a project, get a result or a transformation.

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Customers are always right (except when they’re wrong)

The adage is the customer is always right and yes, they are always right in that it’s their decision to buy or not to buy, BUT they might not always ‘be right’ about what they need to buy.

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I can’t be bothered.

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I can’t be bothered being anyone other than me.

Talk about hard work.

But I still catch myself changing my tone, or coming over all ‘marketing’ sometimes. And I think WHOA what is that all about? Why am I being someone else when I do my marketing, or start talking about my Thing.

Waaaaay too much like hard work keeping that up.

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Get on with it!

There comes a time with every idea that you need to get on with it. Of course you want to plan, work out the details, explore the options, do some research, perhaps even do a little bit of learning to make sure you’re all set. BUT there will come a time when you simply need to get on with it.

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Do you slam the door shut as soon as you open it?

Marketing isn’t a one-off action. You don’t ‘do’ marketing once and then decide it’s done and either worked or didn’t. Marketing is a wave of activity—it’s consistent and ongoing. The same goes for making offers—you don’t always have a mad rush sell-out the second you open the ‘shop door’.

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The Thing about Magic

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The other night I went out for dinner with a group of people and experienced some serious magic. It wasn’t in fact the cooking (although my Pork Belly was very yummy) but proper “How the hell did he do that?!” close-up magic. The sort of magic where I was incredulously shaking my head shrieking “How is that possible?!” (yes, I was the one choosing the card that ended up in the wallet–in a zipped pocket, in a ticket case–when I had been holding the wallet in the palm of my hand AND it had my name written on it in my handwriting?!).

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