At least once a month a man reaches out to us to share his wisdom on something SheHive-related. The first happened before we ever opened our doors when an acquaintance emailed my business partner to let her know we were missing out on the knowledge of half of the population by being a women-only venue (as if we don’t hear what men have to say everywhere else we go and bring it to the SheHive with us). The latest incident happened last week when a complete stranger - let’s call him Frank - contacted me via Facebook messenger to let me know how my stance on eschewing “should” is so very wrong. To drive his point home, he let me know his therapist would disagree with me too.
I’ll make sure, when we next meet, to let my therapist know I’m reversing ten-plus years of my own growth and learning because Frank’s therapist said so. (Yes, lovelies, that was sarcasm.)
We’ll save my theories of why “Frank” and a handful of other individuals of the male persuasion find the SheHive - a place for women, not against men - so threatening that they feel the need to shovel their unsolicited advice upon us for another time. As I will also save my heated rant about any person who hasn’t earned the right to give me counsel in any way, shape or form thinking it is their privilege to do so. What I really want to talk about is that little - but oh-so-loaded - word… should.
I like to journal (thank you Christina) about my weekly struggles. It serves as a reminder of what I’m working towards. In my journaling, I’m all for embracing my triggers so that I may outlive them - so I create a weekly triggers list. I have been able to recognize my triggers through therapy and attending SheHive classes. And, every week, since I’ve started this tradition, I’ve given myself permission to get curious about why certain triggers are on my list. Whenever it seems like I’ve mastered one trigger, another comes on a tsunami wave that crashes me harder than before into the sand. Thankfully, journaling encourages me to coach myself through my triggers to create a new comfort zone with healthy boundaries. These new zones require forgiveness and self-compassion, and in turn, have promoted identification of my authentic self.
Last Saturday marked the three year anniversary of the SheHive. It’s hard to believe it’s already been three years. It’s also hard to believe that it’s only been three years. I feel like this community of women have always been a part of my life. And, I guess, in a way they have - I’ve carried the dream of them in my heart for far longer than the three years they’ve existed in my reality.
Opening any business - but particularly a business like the SheHive where there’s no immediate frame of reference to benchmark off of - brings so much uncertainty. It’s easy to lose sight of the lessons you are learning from the business when you are so mired in the day-to-day of the business.
But milestones like anniversaries and birthdays have a way of bringing about a sweet gift of reflection. Which is why I felt like it was very important to sit down tonight and take some time to reflect on what three years as an accidental entrepreneur has taught me.
So, without further adieu, three important lessons from three years of the SheHive…
Fall is such a lovely time of year - I love watching the trees change color on my daily commute, pulling sweaters out of the back of my closet, and cozying up with a hot cup of coffee. The natural transition of the season usually lends itself to taking stock before the end of the year.
I know it does for me.
What’s on your “Bucket List”? Are you working on fulfilling your life goals? Now is the time!
This year, I found myself walking down a dirt road, to a horse stable in Denver, Colorado. I crossed two wild turkeys, a labyrinth I didn’t know was onsite, endured thin air, and several inclines, before reaching my destination.