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Dear Reader , Both my parents had passed away by the time I was 29. It took me three years after that to let myself get therapy. Not because I didn’t need it. Because I didn’t want my wedding to be about them not being there. I told myself I was fine. I told myself I could handle it. I had built an identity around being strong. Around not needing help. And somewhere along the way, getting support started to mean something was wrong with me. I did the same thing in my career. I sat in...
Dear Reader , I was talking with a client recently who had been taking swimming lessons. Not consistently.Not perfectly. In fact, she hadn’t practiced in a while. Then she went to Hawaii. And at some point, she found herself standing at the edge of the water thinking… “I guess I just have to try.” No perfect conditions.No guarantee.No feeling of being fully ready. She got in anyway. And what surprised her wasn’t just that she could swim… It was that she could handle it. She could adjust.She...
Dear Reader , There’s a moment I keep seeing right now. Women who know something is shifting.Who feel what’s possible. And then… they pause. They hesitate.They tell themselves they need more clarity before they move forward. On the surface, it sounds like they just need more time to think, feel ready. But it’s not. It’s about wanting to know…“Can I really do this?” And underneath that: “Can I let myself be supported in a way I haven’t before?” There’s a quote by Virginia Satir that I recently...