There are 7 words that I’m getting really tired of hearing, which is:<\/p>\n
“Why are you doing Telesummit Refresh live?”<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
In other words, why am I crazy\/stupid\/dumb<\/em> enough to plan an in person event in a hotel conference room when so many are having a hard time filling their events due to the economy\/terrorism\/elections\/other-events\/blah\/bleh\/you-name-it<\/em>.<\/p>\n
I heard this from my dear ol’ mom (God bless her), one of my Virtual Event Managers, one of my power affiliates, even from one of my mentors.\u00a0I know each mean well. I do. They don’t want to see me NOT succeed.<\/p>\n
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I get that.<\/em><\/p>\n
But they also don’t understand why deep down, I have to do this.<\/p>\n
Failing is not what I fear. <\/em><\/p>\n
It’s living with regret that scares me the most.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n
I can think of all the things that have happened recently that I “wished” I did, for example:<\/p>\n
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- When I went to England for a conference in 2006, there was this cute guy who was on my flight. I noticed him when we were in Toronto while we were waiting to board. He would steal glances in my direction and as soon as I looked, he’d look somewhere else. To think, if I had just given him a smile, that would’ve been the invitation he needed to talk to me. I regret not opening the door.<\/li>\n
- Earlier this year, I attended a wealth building seminar with my mom. The presenter asked for a volunteer. None of the attendees had any idea what we were volunteering for, but I was ready to run to the front. My mom touched me and said no. Another lady beat me and she was given $100 for being so daring. I regret not following my feet.<\/li>\n
- Not taking the swim test at the indoor swimming pool so I could jump off the diving board into the deep end. I stood at the side, scared of the deep water below and told the life guard that I’d try later. I never did. I regret not jumping off.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
I don’t live with alot of regrets, but the ones I do have, they just eat me up inside. I’m constantly\u00a0reminded of what I didn’t do and forever wondering what would’ve happened had I done it.<\/p>\n
It’s better to have tried and failed, then not to have tried at all.<\/em><\/p>\n
Believe me – I’m not hosting an in-person event to fail. That would be an expensive failure. I’m going into this to succeed. To go beyond my expectations. To prove something to myself.<\/p>\n
To live regret-free.<\/em><\/p>\n
I know – hosting an event shouldn’t be about me. I should be answering the question:<\/p>\n
“What’s in it for you?”<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
Right? Of course.<\/p>\n
However, it’s important that I share why I’m doing this. That if you see my cards on the table, you’ll feel better about putting yours out there. That if you decide to invest in yourself by attending Telesummit Refresh<\/a>, you’ll know that I’ll take your investment seriously.<\/p>\n
That because I’m putting everything on the line – and sharing it publicly – that that should release your own apprehensions about coming to Atlanta in November.<\/p>\n
So, this post is all about the many reasons why I’m hosting Telesummit Refresh<\/a>. Yes, it is about me. But in my post tomorrow, I’ll share with you why you must attend Telesummit Refresh<\/a> in November. At the end of the day, it is about you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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