40 Lessons at 40

Lesson #31

By Venus Souls

It’s only lesson 31 and already I’m writing with fire in my veins. Perhaps it’s the daily vulnerability I experience when I blog my #40at40 or perhaps it’s the electrifying inspiration I’m getting from connecting with some of the most beautiful soul sisters and brothers I’ve had the privilege of finding recently but it’s taken me 39 years, 11 months and a day to finally and clearly see who I am and fully realise the power that’s within me and the power I want to give to others. You may read this and say: “Well, duh! How did you not figure this out till now?!” – I promise you, I didn’t.  was too busy ‘doing it’. This is my biggest ‘a-ha’ moment. Ever. 

Dear Readers

I am a rebel. An underdog. The lethal kind.

How do I know?

When I was not allowed to go to language schools because my parents feared it would corrupt my morals and intellect (whereas that’s where my siblings received their education), I taught myself English. I mastered it. My first job and for 16 years, I’ve been teaching English to the English. 

Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently — they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.

— Steve Jobs, 1997

At the age of 11, when I was told by my teachers that I could not write stories because English wasn’t my first language, I grew up and wrote and got my stories and poetry published. In English. I even got a Masters in Creative Writing. In English. I became a master of creative writing. In English.

When I was told I wasn’t allowed to play sports, when I became so obese and my diabetes became so difficult to manage it was killing me slowly, I trained my body and whipped it into athlete shape. 

When my first son was born with autism and no one could tell me what I could do to support him, I raised a perfectly functioning, talented game developer then went to teach and coach in a school for autistic children.

When I was told I was not fit for leadership, I trained and qualified to train executive intelligent leadership in all sectors and became CEO of my own limited company.

They told me to shut up and lay low. I went and trained as a public speaker. Oh, and I was keynote speaker in Swedish parliament on behalf of Arab women.

When they told me I was too weak and vulnerable to survive without my ex husband and raise two kids on my own, one of whom had significant additional needs, and abandoned me to prove it, guess what I did? 

I have a ton more stories to share… but

The moral of the story is

It’s their limiting beliefs – not yours. Let them try and stop you. 

If you want to catch some of my fire and transform your life, click here and let’s connect. 

Don’t let anyone tell you you can’t. 

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