What’s a hybadid?

This morning I woke up depressed. I didn’t want to get up because I was tired, exhausted. Depression is exhausting. It’s hard to tell whether or not the exhaustion causes the depression or the depression makes you exhuasted. I think it’s a little bit of both.

I can’t get out of the rat race without pushing myself. This morning I realized I am doing it all wrong again. I spend entirely too much energy on Facebook. It’s hard to be a social media consultant and not use social media. But once upon a time I figured out something — I was making iVillage a whole lot of money with my social skills. That’s when I took my show on the road and started JustMommies. iVillage used their community leaders, and gave them nothing in return. We set out to make a friendly community for moms and tried to make our message boards a place that brought women together for friendship and support.

And NOW I realized I am doing it all again. I am making Facebook money. My gift of gab, being weird, funny, cute whatever… It’s a gift. My high energy, personality, it’s not a weakness. It’s a strength.

So this morning I meditated and got some direction. A while back, I had a dream. A bunch of world leaders said I was the most likely to be a hybadid. What’s a hybadid? I didn’t know. In the dream they told me it was spiritual. I woke up googling hybadid. Guess what? It’s not a real word, but I am going to make it one. I know what it means. I am a hybadid unicorn goddess here to spread blue energy.

She told me a bunch of things today, but the main one was, you can do this baby. You gotta get ahead of the ball instead of behind the ball. You’ve done this before and you can do it again. Let the haters hate. Plug along with your weird-ass energy and build your business. One day you will be driving that yellow corvette and people will be asking you how you did it.

Believe in yourself even when your haters think you are crazy.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *