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You decide your income (not your numbers)

I learned a long time ago that numbers (website hits, online followers, likes, comments and email subscribers) are such a teeny-tiny part of what determines my earning potential that I never look at them.

And on the rare occasion that I do look, I don’t really care what they are.

The way I see it…

Income and impact are completely and totally unlimited. Meaning, nothing will determine how much you make or how many people you help except YOUR BELIEF and your action.

I have about a million examples of this in my own life. For the sake of brevity, I’ll give you one:

My first launch, many moons ago, I hired the marketing team and the FB ads experts and opened a Facebook group and did all the things.

I had no idea what typical sales percentages were, how many people bought from a big launch, etc. And I liked it that way.

I knew what I wanted to make and I knew I would show up powerfully for whoever joined.

So I did the thing.

For 6 weeks, I showed up and gave it my all. I let the ads people monitor costs per click and the marketing people deal with ad copy. My only job was to stay aligned to my goal and help people.

When we closed the launch, I made $500K profit. Not bad for my very first launch. I was stoked.

But then the team sat me down and said something that I will never forget…

“You don’t understand, Becky. The sales rate for your industry is only about 2.5%. You just closed 18%. How did you do that?”

My answer then is the same as it is now.

Numbers, industry standards, averages and formulas don’t mean shit.

The only metric I care about is my level of belief in myself and my work, and my commitment to showing up to help people.

You get what you expect.

And then I told them to never again share their numbers with me – because I don’t want to know what a “typical” launch looks like. That’s none of my business.

In fact, the less I know about foolish rules or typical outcomes, the better off I am. I don’t want that shit in my head, limiting my ability.

I decide my results. Period.

Now listen, that launch made me a fuck ton of money. And it brought in 250 new souls to my business. It was magical.

But what I remember most about it was that I didn’t know the fucking rules, which meant I didn’t have to follow them.

The same thing has applied to my ENTIRE career.

When I was a 35 year old agoraphobic with two small kids, piecing together a blog and eventually a website, I had no idea what the fuck I was doing.

Then I sat my ass in front of my computer and wrote on that blog every day, connecting with people all over the world, eventually growing a writing coach business.

I googled things. I watched YouTube videos. I played with Twitter to get traffic.

I had a feeling that maybe – just maybe – I was doing something that was going to help a whole lot of people.

I did it myself.

A lot of times, it was the hard way.

But I always did it before I was ready, before I had any clue what the “rules” or expectations were, before I had too much time to think about it.

(Irony: My blog was called “ThinkingTooHard,” a practice that made me anxious AF, before I bought the domain rebeccatdickson.com and opened up the biz.)

The point is I did the shit. I did it scared. I did it uncertain.

But I DID IT.

I use the same domain name today – but with an awesome design and great photos because I can now afford to pay the pros for that stuff.

This isn’t about who builds your website. This is about doing things when you’re scared… Even if you don’t know what may happen, or you’re not sure why you feel pulled to run this damn business at all.

It’s also about letting things add up.

Over 16 years, I have no earthly clue how many followers I have across social media, how many email subscribers, or how many website hits.

But I do know this: They only add up if I keep going. And they add up faster the further I go, too.

  • Things that took five years now take one year.
  • Things that took one year now take one month.
  • Things that used to take me a month, I can now do in a day.

Start before you’re ready and watch it add up.

Or sit around thinking about it some more and multiple it by zero. (Which gets you more zeros, for those who struggle with math.)

Your next wild idea that makes no sense and freaks you out?

The program that keeps pulling you to create, and scares the shit out of you?

The new niche? The new income goal? The new partnership?

MOVE.

You will figure it out as you go.

This is what we free spirits do. We follow our REALLY BIG hearts. We trust our purpose. We lean the fuck in when others are too afraid to trust themselves.

And then we make magic.

You really can do this.

Here’s the deal:

I believe I was put on this planet to help women who want to help others make a difference (and make money).

The world is full of incredible, gifted women who want to make a difference in the world. Some of them feel guilty for wanting what they want or are confused about how to get it.

They often have a hard time believing in themselves and their work.

They feel stuck around how to start, how to attract clients, sell offers, earn what they deserve, and run a REAL business.

It’s my job to help you with all of that.

There is nothing wrong with you for being over your mediocre results.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to make a massive impact, and earn an income to match.

One of the things that is different about me and my work is that I understand the practical and the energetic.

I understand the internal work of healing the past, removing limiting beliefs, clearing space for what you want most and taking the right actions.

I know how to guide you through all of that.

I’m not your average business woman.

Need help? Reach out. You can get me directly via becky(at)rebeccatdickson(dot)com.

Dear Diary

I woke up today with the idea that this blog should be a diary. Yes, just like when you were 12 and used pink glitter pens with fluffy cotton on the eraser top.

And since I’m my own boss, I can do whatever I want. (Highly recommend.)


Dear Diary is the new blog. You will find here confessions, the mindset issues I’m working through, the business moves I’m making behind the scenes. Basically, the dirt. Be honest, everyone loves dirt.

So today, I am working on the content for the Not Another Masterclass (Series), along with videos, and I’m crafting the material for Summer School.

What I want to be doing is transplanting my peonies from NH to VT, at the new house. They just started spouting and I’m told it’s the perfect time to move them. (I’ve accumulated about 15 in the 25 years I’ve lived in NH and I don’t want to leave them behind.)

Anyway, the two things connected in my brain in an odd way…

We’re told there’s a right time for everything. We like to push too soon, or wait too late.

But what if that’s not even possible?

What if what you thought was too soon was meant to teach you something? The same for whatever you thought was too late?

What if there is no possible way to fuck up? Because no matter the circumstance or outcome, you are exactly where you are meant to be? You are there to learn something that allows you advance, getting you closer to where you intend to go.

I won’t lie: The idea relieved a shit ton of pressure. It’s impossible to be behind. It’s ridiculous to think I can be ahead of the curve.

I’m on my own timeline, so who says what’s early or late?

I used to tell this story where, in my head, the universe is a giant hand moving pieces on a chessboard. Our goal is to win the game. The universe wants that too. But we have no idea how many moves will be necessary on that board in order to win.

Ergo, too late, too early, failure, mistake, fuck up, freak out, are just moves getting us closer to the win.

Feel me?

So no, I’m not moving peonies today. But I am certain I will get them moved when I am supposed to in order to learn something or win. It’s one or the other. That’s how my world is set up.

What about yours?

Are mistakes the death of you? Do you cringe at the prospect of failure? That’s a great way to put yourself in a box.

Meantime, the Not Another Masterclass (Series) starts in 2 days, on May 15. That’s where my focus lies. I call it a month of out-of-the-box thinking and a rave for your brain. You should get in.