This is a space for women who are ready to trust themselves and lead with their intuition. Every Wednesday, I send emails for you to reflect on and interpret in ways that feel right for you, because you are an intuitive woman.
Why SMART goals stopped working for me
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Hi Reader, I’ve always struggled with deciding whether my goals were “relevant” or “time-bound.” It feels like pulling out a crystal ball and asking it to tell me the future. And as woo-woo as I am, even I know a crystal ball won’t tell me whether a goal is attainable or whether I’ll hit it by a specific date. So why do we expect SMART goals to give us those same answers? If my article resonated with you, hit reply and let me know. If I get enough responses, I might create a workshop in the new year on achieving your goals, "soft girl edition" This idea just came to now as I am writing this. Inspired action at its finest. (You'll know what I mean if you've read the article) Enjoy the rest of your week. Sage For the seekers, the dreamers, the brave |
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This is a space for women who are ready to trust themselves and lead with their intuition. Every Wednesday, I send emails for you to reflect on and interpret in ways that feel right for you, because you are an intuitive woman.
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