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How much stress does your business cause because you chase money instead of pursuing your purpose?
What would happen if you committed to transforming your calling into a profitable and impactful business?
My challenge for you: Be brave. Follow your heart. Invest in yourself. Dream BIG. Make a HUGE impact.
HELLO from Kim SUTTON!
Kim Sutton
Kim Sutton
Founder, Positive Productivity
Dear friend, it’s important you know and trust I will ALWAYS be honest with you… EVEN when it means admitting the messy, ugly truths of my own entrepreneurial journey… And I have a lot of messy, ugly truths.
For example, I, Kim Sutton, know what it’s like to…
- Be inauthentic in my business because I am more concerned with what others thought than being true to myself
- Focus on quantity instead of quality, offering services because I want money, NOT because I enjoy doing them;
- Miss important family moments because I “need” one more minute to work;
- Work 20 hour days, 7 days a week to find my bank account empty and my mental and physical health suffering;
- Jump from one idea to the next never finishing a project and thus never making money from my ideas;
- Fall victim to Shiny Object Syndrome, buying courses, products and programs thinking they will success;
I, Kim Sutton, also know how to recover from the above pains. I know because I have personally experienced them!
I know the true cost of letting the expectations of others control our lives, and I don’t want to see you fall victim to the same negative side-effects of entrepreneurship I did.
So… Do you want to continue being a slave to unsatisfying expectations? Or are you ready to create joy and money pursuing your passion?
I’m committed to empowering you with the systems and strategies you need to help you embrace your true calling WITHOUT sacrificing revenue, your health, or time with loved ones.
I invite you to join me on the Work Smarter, Not Harder journey. Subscribe to the podcast, join the community and get ready to see your business and personal life change for the better. I wish you all my best, dear friend, and I can’t wait to see you soar while building a business that’s authentically YOU.
HOW CAN I SUPPORT YOU?
HELP ME BUILD MY
FUNNEL
I’M SPENDING A TON ON
SYSTEMS
BUT MY BUSINESS LACKS
DIRECTION
I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS
IDEAS
BUT STRUGGLE TO MAKE
PROGRESS
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Journeying through my first year post-divorce, Scripture inspires me to be better instead of bitter, filling new wineskins rather than old.
22 for 2022
I’m foregoing New Year’s Resolutions this year, and have instead created a list of goals for the year. Read them here!
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10-DAY
WORK SMARTER,
NOT HARDER
CHALLENGE
Are you sick of wearing a mask in your business, avoiding authenticity and your true calling for fear of missing out on opportunites and/or income?
And are you tired of being a broke, broken and burnt-out entrepreneur, longing to love each work day while also having more time for the people and activities you love?
If so, you can’t afford to miss this FREE challenge…
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This past weekend I enjoyed an adventure with four kids and a friend, visiting our local Renaissance Festival. On our way out, we passed a stand selling “dragons eggs,” or, geodes.
Seeing the contraption customers could use to break open their “egg,” I began to think about the beauty inside.
Sometimes we don’t realize just how beautiful and capable we are until we are broken wide open. I continue to learn more about myself every.single.day. For example, I’m learning…
💠 It’s okay to cry and I shouldn’t feel ashamed doing so
💠 I’m capable of doing far more than I ever could have thought
💠 I can choose who I allow in my life. Some people won’t make the cut, but that doesn’t mean I’m mean.
💠 Not now doesn’t mean never
💠 I am worthy and enough, and I deserve respect and support
💠 Not every message deserves or warrants a response, and I can CHOOSE to be silent
💠 Walking away and quitting aren’t necessarily the same
💠 It’s okay to hurt, mourn, be angry and express my feelings about any/all of the above
This week marks one year since my (ex) husband moved out. I never thought I would be okay without him, but I’m finding I am not just okay but am learning to thrive.
Do I have hard times?
Ooh, yea.
Do I have times of struggle?
More than I would like to admit.
Is being a full-time single mom difficult?
🥱😡🤮🤪
Will I make it and can I handle it?
Eff yea.
The geode of me is only just beginning to come out of the dust of destruction.
The best is yet to be seen, but I alone hold the key to my future. 🗝️
Dearest Instafam, thank you for your messages over the past couple months. My kids and I are well, however I’ve been busy with a new job AND, with the kids’ help, renovating our bathroom…
It’s hard to believe this is my 2000th post. It’s even harder to believe how life has changed since I started my account. This past year alone has taught me a ton about myself, others, and what I’m willing to tolerate from myself and others moving forward. Even as I type this I am challenged to choose a difficult, less comfortable path rather than giving in as I always have in the past. But…
The biggest lesson of these years is that easy is often associated with avoidance while difficult addresses situations head-on and, while perhaps immediately uncomfortable, prevents long-term pain.
Thank you, Instafam, for your support and encouragement. While perhaps not as frequent as before, I will be continuing posts with my lessons of the moment. May they inspire you to keep going regardless of whatever life is throwing at you.
With love,
Kim
My loves, ages 17, 20, 9, 8 and 8.
The road here hasn`t been easy. It isn`t easy. But in working to support and teach them, they`re also teaching me.
They`ve reminded me how to live.
Life isn`t about money.
It`s about living.
And making memories.
And experiencing.
And feeling.
Yes, we have to pay our bills, but I refuse to teach my kids that we must sacrifice any semblance of living to do so any longer.
Yes, I said, "any longer."
For two decades I`ve worked non-stop to support my family.
I`ve sacrificed my health, mental and physical, to pay the bills.
I won`t do this anymore.
I choose truth over fake and sleep over suffering.
I choose health over wealth and passion before profit.
I choose alone over empty and quality over quantity.
Most important, I choose to teach my kids that mistakes are not death sentences, and our past doesn`t need to be our future.
I`m not who I was, and I won`t be who I am today tomorrow.
I choose to teach my kids to LIVE rather than exist.
Stuff and substance aren`t one in the same.
We can fill our lives and minds with so much insignificant stuff that we lose the ability to pause and consider who we are, what`s important to us, and what we truly desire to do with our lives.
Stuff fills every minute of the day, leaving us racing to keep up. Like an overfilled plate at the buffet, we know we don`t want or need everything but, rather than consider what`s good or important to us, we keep filling our plate with more.
Stuff becomes an unhealthy coping mechanism, a way to avoid the reality of our struggles and desires.
Rather than pause and think, we eat; we buy; we work too much; and we overcommit our time and energy.
We stuff ourselves so full with insignificance that our lives feel empty.
Enough with the stuff.
I choose to feel.
I choose to deal.
I choose to live.
This is what healing looks like to me. A whole bunch of black with little sparkles of hope.
Sometimes, when the glimmers get real close, I feel tremendous positivity and happiness for a period of time, often fooling myself into believing I`m healed.
But then the breeze blows the sparkle away, I go back to looking at the pile of ashes at my feet, the burnt remains of my past from which new, beautiful growth is supposed to come.
But how?
And when?
I`ve been quiet over the past couple weeks as I process extremely difficult thoughts and emotions. And the processing is intensifying as I begin EMDR at therapy.
Part of my struggle is, admittedly, spiritual. I wrote about this recently on my blog, but I`m angry at God. I`m angry that Scripture doesn`t allow for divorce when abuse is present.
I didn`t deserve what I endured.
I don`t deserve to feel broken, constantly overthinking and questioning the motives of others. Nobody deserves this.
But... According to Scripture, adultery was the only permissible reason for my marriage ending. I sinned because I chose NOT to continue being abused and I chose to teach my kids that abuse is not okay.
The biggest part of my struggle is with worth, enoughness and being wanted and loved. Despite my past, I manage to hold onto a thread of knowing that I am worthy, that I am enough, and I am deserving of being wanted and loved. But I question it all constantly. No, I am not suicidal. I don`t want this post to scare anybody. I`m just treading in a sea of heavy, difficult thoughts.
There are very few people I want to talk to right now. Very few. And among those few I wearily wonder if they want to talk to me, if they truly want me in their life as I want to have them in my life. That`s what my history of abuse has done to me. It`s made me question everything and everybody.
In the meantime, I`ll sit here in my black waiting for the next sparkle of healing to come close.
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