Life is a boxing match.

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
Theodore Roosevelt

People and their opinions are what I like to call the “spectators”. They’re the ones who rock up on game day, watch it on TV or see highlights on social media.

When you go to a sporting event, there’s a lot of “booing” for the opposition, right? The same thing in life. There will be people who are your supporters, then there will be the people who watch you and hate seeing you win – whether it’s because you won or whether they simply don’t like you.

These people will yell from the sidelines, making all sorts of hurtful and degrading comments. This is sometimes all it takes for anyone to give up on their potential – a fear of judgement and criticism; preventing us from discovering our inner magic, steering us away from seeing how powerful we really are.

The people on the sidelines aren’t the one’s putting in the work. They’re not the ones in the game or in the ring. They’re criticising you and being noisy, because they can.

I am the person I am today because of failure. It was the insurmountable pain and defeat that gave me the wisdom, compassion and understanding I now have.

I didn’t create my business or have the ability to help guide others because things worked out for me. When things worked out for me, I was an arrogant bitch. It was in my pain that I obtained the qualities that make me who I am proud to be today.

You may have to go through multiple losses before you ever see a win. No matter how hard it feels, keep showing up.

Sooner or later along your journey, you’ll begin to realise it isn’t about winning or losing – it’s about showing up and allowing yourself to be truly seen, because ultimately it’s you v. you in the ring.

Don’t ever let the noise from the sidelines drown out your inner messages.

Your life is your fight. Roll with the punches.

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