Chapter One is a big one for me because like many of you (I’m sure) it’s something I’ve lived. There were times when I’ve been so caught up in lies, for the most part not really even knowing it, rather than braving it and living in my truth.
During the initial stages of the writing process I spent hours being reminded by David, my editor… to just start. His job was to get the bulk of my words out of me so we could start to formulate the book. David was masterful at doing this. He pushed and pulled my thinking in ways that challenged me. He listened to my words with intent and helped me formulate ideas. It was these thoughts which eventually became the chapters of the book.
Additionally, I’ve spent time with some of the most incredible women in my life and have helped them walk through. the narrow hallway that living caught in lies creates.
Are broken women the new black? Have the tables finally turned on the demands of perfectionism for women? After all, isn’t perfectionism the thin veil we hide behind that keeps us safe from people seeing the real us? Is perfectionism actually the wet blanket that keeps us safe because we fear that the world or people won’t really like us or like what they see? Because, in all honesty, the perfectionist doesn’t like herself?
A number of years ago my parents made the big decision to move from our farm and family home into our small, very quaint town. As many of you know, a move like this is huge. There are memories in the home and on the property and you can imagine it was a big task. After over 30 years, 4 children plus countless family members and friends, how does one capture all of that in moving boxes and containers? Is it possible?
I recently watched the new Amy Schumer movie ‘
It’s true. I did it.