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Hey Reader Quick Question. Have you ever realized you’ve become “less active” only because your body started filing formal complaints? Yeah. Same. In the latest podcast episode, I talk about why motivation is total BS (yep, I said it) and how a tiny shift in perspective made everything feel easier. Here’s the gist: 30 minutes of movement, 5 days a week = 10 hours a month = 5 days a YEAR. Five! Out of 365. And when you apply the same math to entrepreneurship? One hour a day, 5 days a week = 10 days a year. Ten days to build the life you want. Suddenly “I don’t have time” sounds… dramatic. If you want the full pep-talk-meets-reality-check, it’s right here on Spotify.
Not a Spotify user? No problem. Just click the link below to listen with your favorite podcast player! Listen to the new episode RIGHT HERE Also, I’m renaming the podcast for better searchability and would love your help. I'm thinking something that says business more. Think a blend of the "woo" and the work. If you’ve got a stroke of genius, hit reply and send it my way. Cheers, Tara "new perspective" Schafer |
The ODD Witch
Astrology & Resources for entrepreneurs.
Just the Tip Tuesday, and this week the tip is actually a thing I built. I added weekly business horoscopes to my website. Not the "Scorpio, watch your finances" kind. The actual, here's what this week's astrology means for your business decisions, your marketing timing, and your energy kind. Every week, broken down by what matters for solopreneurs and small business owners. Practical. Grounded. Zero crystal-shop vibes. If you've ever wondered whether there's a better week to launch...
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