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Reader, Writing (and creating) consistently doesn’t begin with having a story to tell. That’s what many of us believe without realizing it. It begins with the stories you’re telling yourself. The ones no one knows, because we’d never dare let them cross our lips. Or we’ve held them deeply-down for so long, unawares, that we didn’t quite know they’ve been running the show from behind our internal red velvet curtains, fusty at the hems from being held so tightly closed. These stories that shape us either Which is it for you? Did you get something out of this email? Then forward it on.A giggle. Some wisdom. Resonance. A witness. The gift of grace in simply acknowledging how absurd it is to be a human right now in a culture that offers LOTS of input but little help? Then, please share with another human who may need this too.
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Reflections and essays for thoughtful humans exploring the many realms where we face ourselves — in the body, the unconscious, our relationships, our families, our work, and in the story beneath the stories we live by. Less performance. More presence. Stay with what’s true. Say what f*cking matters.