A few weeks ago I had a coaching session with an artist trying to shift her business from one market to another. Several times in the conversation she mentioned how lucky she was to have such great clients and how lucky she felt about making such a good living. I suppose that luck could have something to do with it (I really don’t, but we’ll go there for the sake of argument).
After I heard her again tell me how much luck had to do with her success, I stopped her. And if you tell me how lucky you are, I’ll tell you the same thing.
You’re not lucky, you’re accomplished. You set the wheels of success in motion yourself. Maybe you met someone by chance, but you moved the conversation forward, you made the effort to bring something deeper to that random chat.
You sent out the work, made the call and followed up. You were the one that finished the job on time and wowed your customers. You were the one that set the goals, managed your schedule and showed up even when you didn’t quite feel like it.
That’s not luck. Luck is finding a twenty-dollar bill on the sidewalk. (But heart is trying to find the owner.) Luck is for people who think the rest of us are “lucky” for our success. Yes, sometimes the stars seem to align, and you meet the right person who needs your work at exactly the right time you showed it to them.
Sorry, still not luck.
That’s you making the creative work that resonates and staying connected “out there”. That’s you doing the hard work over and over and refining it until you see results.
You’re not lucky, you’re accomplished—and freakin’ amazing.