I have a confession to make: for the past two months, my vision board has been suffocating in the trunk of my car. My dreams. My goals. My vision. It was all locked away, underneath flattened moving boxes, used grocery bags, and those dirty tennis shoes I sometimes use for hiking but never bring inside because they’re covered in mud. Yuck.
I don’t know about you, but re-reading the above paragraph makes me feel pretty lame. It makes me feel like a failure. Like I’d given up on my dreams, on my business, on myself.
But actually, I hadn’t given up on my dreams or my vision. In reality, I had encountered an Upper Limit Problem, and I had no idea it was happening.Read More