Recently, I was asked to speak to a group of dietetic interns about … myself. What?! What do I talk about, I thought? I don’t have much to share/say. I said yes but I was nervous and I didn’t know what I was going to do. The Internship Director said she scheduled me for one hour and I thought “one hour?! I can sum up my life story in 20 minutes, max” (I get nervous about public speaking).
A short while later, less than one week before my scheduled talk, I attended the Creative Souls conference. I love this group. It is a group of women, mostly entrepreneurs, all in different businesses and stages of business/life empowering and supporting one another. The conference was a day full of inspirational talks by female entrepreneurs. Several of them started their talks by saying things like “when I was asked to give this talk, I thought “but I don’t have a good story'” and shared their self doubts and concerns that they weren’t motivational enough or their story wasn’t powerful enough. But every single one of those women inspired me and I got something from their story.
So this got me thinking, “that’s what I should do!” I should just be real and honest and tell my story. I created a PowerPoint presentation so I could kind of stay on track and hit certain topics but mostly I just talked. And I don’t know if it was informative, inspirational or just ridiculous, but I got quite a few laughs and overall enjoyed it and felt good about it. When it was over, I looked at the clock and it was 1:20 and I thought “wow, I only talked for 20 minutes” and actually thought that until I got to my car when I realized I started the talk at 12:30, which means I talked for closer to 40-45 minutes (after getting set up and going around the room for introductions). Whoa! I talked about myself for 40-45 minutes?! LOL I did not know I had that in me.
Afterwards, the Internship Director was walking me out and she said I did a good job and she thinks the students could really resonate with my story and that she thinks I’ll write a book one day. I laughed and said “you never know!”
I think the moral of this story is everyone has a story to tell. It doesn’t have to be super magical or impressive, but likely it will be to someone else. You never know what will resonate with others and what may make an impact on someone else. So tell your story and don’t be afraid to be a little crazy, vulnerable, and just be real. I am sure someone will appreciate it and you may even inspire them to share their own story and continue the cycle of women empowering and supporting other women. And that is a beautiful thing.