Create "The Power of just showing up"

Showing up: being present & available, coming forth, emerging, maintaining presence, availability, readiness, arrival.

By the act of “just showing up” one has already performed half of the job / commitment / appointment / making an appearance / showing one’s face / approaching / entering / rolling in / attending / presenting one’s self / checking in / making it / turning up

“If I show up, my Higher Power shows up with me”

By simply “Showing up” the power is in my presence. Once presence is established, I’ve executed the act of just showing up, I’m is halfway there. This can mean a job, date, visit, dinner, work, interview, meeting, school, or literally almost anything. Once I “show-up” for something, or someone, I have done the footwork, and can now just let things unfold. This is that moment when I can let my higher power step in and take over. So many times, I’ve put so much pressure on the act of “just getting there”. Now I know that once I’m there, I am OK.

Remember:

Even if things aren’t perfect, doesn’t because you just showed up.

Even if you don’t have the answers doesn’t matter because you just showed up.

Even if it’s not what you thought, doesn’t matter because you just showed up.

Even if nothing happens, it doesn’t matter because you just showed up.

Even if no one else showed up, it doesn’t matter cause you did.

"Showing up" for my first networking event with the ICF Coaching Cafe in Pasadena

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