One of my favorite metaphors for transition is the leap. It’s a very apt metaphor for transitions and movement into something new. There is a time in a leap when both feet are in the air. There is a time in a leap where there is nothing supporting you. In that moment, the only thing that can sustain you is a belief that you will land on the other side. You can call it faith too. I’ve always thought of faith as that conversation you have with yourself or others about the unknown. And when you’re traversing the gap of uncertainty, you sometimes don’t know if you’ll make it to the other side. That is scary.
Being a solo practitioner means that I can’t lean on others like I used to. I can’t think,”I’m going into work and I’m going to see the admin staff, and the bookkeeper when I walk in…” or “I’m feeling sick. I’m going to call out sick.”
It means I have to actually believe in my clinical skills and the business that I’m building. Fortunately, I have 1/2 of the success equation down - I actually believe in my clinical skills. But you can be the most skilled clinician, and if you can’t stay in business, you can’t help anyone.
I have a story for another time about the moment in the last year where I decided I would take the “leap of faith” in myself. It involved my wife and a ceiling fan.
More on that later.
FoF (Fear of Failure): That despite the value I bring as a clinician, I will fall flat as a business owner
Actual failure: Well it hasn’t failed yet. That’s to be determined. But I’m slowly but surely progressing in my preparation.