Judgement is making something right or wrong. Blindly condemning. Compartmentalizing. Criticising. This is this. That is that. Judgement is subjective. Prejudiced. A tainted perspective. Based on personal experience and opinion. Discernment, on the other hand… Is...
Little kids don’t see the colour of your skin. Or your size, height, gender, or race They talk to any one, about any thing. At any time. All of the time. While their parents stand by awkwardly avoiding eye contact. It’s weird. Little kids don’t have the judgemental...
What makes you smile? A walk in the grass with the sun on your face? A baby’s laugh? A silly dance? Whatever it is… Get more of it. Make your self smile. XXX Liz Watt
It’s not the big things that count. The grand gesture. The big hard “push.” Sure, they’re ok. But it’s the little things that matter. The things that you do every single day. Or the things that you don’t. Working that extra hour over watching TV… Eating an apple over...
Dig some dirt. Plant some trees. Get dirt under your fingernails. Connect to nature. Go on. I dare you. XXX Liz Watt
You can’t buy tickets on many modes of public transport any more. The ticket sales guys have been replaced by inspectors, hanging to hit you up with a $200 fine – cause there’s nowhere to buy a ticket. You can’t park in the street for free. There’s sensors that tell...
Do you need an MBA? 3 or 4 years of hard, hard work. Reading some old , theoretical text books and writing some random, often irrelevant assignments. A five or six figure debt? For what? What’s the guarantee? What’s the reward? 3 letters after your name. And, um… No...
Waking up is tough. Seeing the world, the people, the pain, for what it is. When you really, truly see every thing for what it is, and that it’s all been a lie. That’s when you wish you could go to sleep again. The thing is, you can’t. You can’t go back. Waking up is...
Do you remember who you are? That endless, ongoing spiritual being? Do you remember who you are? Connected to every thing, wholeness, one. Do you remember who you are? You felt it, knew it, right in your core. That you are way, way, bigger than the body that is “you.”...
I bought the Audi. I’ve got the Beemer. Mine cost 96 thousand. Mine was 110. I just added my 4th bathroom. I extended my pool. I work 75 hours and never see my kids. I just finalised my divorce. Mines’ bigger than yours. Then I’ll have to go out and get another. Mines...
Any one in business has value to offer. And in the capitalist world we live in, any value comes with a price. Asking for your value in money is fair. Asking for 3 times, 10 times as much, because someone will pay for it – from vulnerability, naivety, or a desperate...
Facebook. Feed. Friends. Twitter. Tweets. Tweeted. Twat. Snap chat. Instagram it. Youtubes galore. Noise. Noise. Noise. So much of it means nothing. Makes no sense. Crazy cat videos. Kardashians. Mainstream media. Noise upon noise upon noise. Are you going to join it?...
Do you really want a business partner? Are you really on the same page? Our values. Your ideas? What you want to create? Are you 100% aligned in every part of the dream? Because if you’re not, it might all fall apart. Do you really want a business partner? Or do you...
Why do you need a social media strategy? Because every body says you do. But why? Why do you actually need it? What’s the purpose? What’s the point? Are you flinging out random phrases 5 times a day because you’re supposed to? Are you posting to 27 social platforms in...
What if every thing they told you was lie? Parents. School. Religion. Government. Authority. What’s if none of it’s really quite right. And the life you’ve been living is just because someone told you to. Because that’s the way people do it. But no-one really knows...
No-one is ever going to believe in your vision as much as you do. Because it’s yours. It comes 100% from you. Your ideas. Your creation. It might work for others to come along for the ride. For now. But always remember you’re creating your vision. And they’re creating...
Kids know the truth. They’re born knowing. Completely devoid of the one-sided programming of school, parents, society. Devoid of prejudice, pre-conceived ideas of who you are, who they are are. Devoid of any ideas what sex, colour, age, may mean. A clean canvas. A...
Where do you live? The real world? Of bad hair days, and overgrown eyebrows and unshaven legs? Or the Instagram world? A world of styled faces, staged backgrounds and selected friends? A world of perfect outfits, constant adventure, and the funnest life ever? The...
The purpose of life is… To remember who we are. To understand the human being as a species. That we are a being with a mind and soul. That we are part of something so much bigger. Connected to every thing. And that we’ve forgotten. The purpose of life is to remember...
Nobody’s perfect. Nobody. Especially if they tell you they are. I’m flawed. You’re flawed. He’s flawed. She’s flawed. It’s part of being human. There’s some things you’ll do well, that he/ she won’t. And vice versa. There’s some things you’ll like about your self, and...
Chances are, the first time you do any thing new, you’re going to do it wrong. The first time, second, and maybe even third. And for some reason, people don’t like to do it wrong. But if you’re doing it wrong, that’s actually a good thing. Because it means you’re...
Have you been a bitch to your best friend? Maybe didn’t know it at the time. You were young. Late teens. Naive. A bit lost. Struggling to figure life out. Just like every one else. And in the process you were a bitch to your best friend. Like super nasty. Something...
Marketing magic formulas. Copywriting tricks and tactics. All around there are “experts” telling you how to write for google search engines, SEO, the most likes. And before you know it, you’ve written a bunch of rot filled with keywords and key phrases, that sounds...
When you step off the path of the mainstream. And start to question “why.” It will be lonely. Unfamiliar. Scary. Terrifying. Exhilarating. Exciting. Inspiring. Confronting. So confronting. Because in doing so, you’ll rip apart every thing you’ve ever known. The lies....
Sometimes you just have to cry. And feel sad. Or angry. Regardless of whether it’s rational or not. Regardless of whether 2 hours later you feel like a fool, and can’t see what all the fuss was about. Sometimes you just have to cry. Because that’s just how you feel...
The minute your place a time restriction on a goal, a destination…the pressure is applied. Tick. Tick. Tick. The clock starts and the count down is on. What happens if you take time out of it? What happens if you commit to this year? Or this month? Keep it broad...
When is the right time? Tomorrow? Next week? If you’re constantly putting things into the future, then that’s where they’re going to stay. There will always be a tomorrow. A next week. There will always be something else that could be done now. But if you want any...
You can throw your rubbish in a bin, and someone else takes it away. You buy things from a store, so you don’t have to know how they were made, where they came from, who and what suffered in the process. You can see what you want to see and choose to ignore the rest....
We live in a world of fast cars. Fast Life. Fast fashion. Consumption and turnover. Fuelling the immediate, short-term gratification. But leaving us unfulfilled. You can jump on that band-wagon. The latest trend. Or, you can build something of substance with...
There’s a huge amount of strategies and tactics out there, teaching you how to sell “stuff” quickly. Slop it together, spin the story, close the deal. Don’t worry about delivering on your promises. As long as you’ve made the sale. Sure, you can slap something together...
