Entrepreneurship Chronicles: Month One Reflections

“A ship in the harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for,” John A. Shedd

I can’t believe that it has already been a month of working for myself.  To be perfectly honest, this past month just flew by.  I have been BUSY.  One of the most common fears (and should I say, widespread myths?) of an employee is that if they leave the employer and work for themselves, there is a chance that that steady flow of income will be gone.  I was not an exception to this type of fear.  After one month of working for myself I can say that this is not entirely untrue, but it is mostly blown out of proportion.  As a matter of fact, in the past month, one of the most challenging aspects of working for myself has been to schedule clients and make time for office hours. I simply feel that there aren’t enough hours in the day to do everything that I want to do. 

The biggest question though, as I was preparing to leave my life as an employee and preparing for my life as an entrepreneur was, how will it feel?  I envisioned feeling nervous, anxious about having taken this huge responsibility on my own and leaving the comfort of a secure paycheck.  Will I have enough clients?  Will my income decrease?  I am happy to say that those fears were unfounded.  My income revenue is strong, and I have been expanding on a daily basis.  Life is pretty good on this end.

As I revisit my decision every day, I can say that I have NO REGRETS.  I am the owner of my time.  My income is directly affected by my own efforts and capacity.  I have the immediate possibility of growth.  I dictate the rules and regulations of my business.  And most importantly, I PUT MY CLIENTS FIRST.  I was raised by the Golden Rule, “Do unto others as you would like them to do unto you,” and my previous employer did not live by this rule.  I could no longer bear the agony of having to put my own judgement aside to deliver policies that were not conducive to the principles I live for:  Social Justice and Equity.

Today, I live the life I want to lead.  I am a true professional, a true educator, an advocate and coach for families of special needs.  I no longer feel like a highly paid pencil-pusher.  All I can say is: I wish I had made this decision earlier!

Girl sitting under a tree.
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