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Good morning, Reader! It's my birthday today & I wanted to do something different: I decided to write a love letter to the women in my life. Because that is what I'm celebrating today. To the woman who drives across the state on a Friday night to Sacred Circle because something in her knows it matters. Who walks in tired, sometimes a little resistant, and leaves lighter than she came in. Who keeps coming back even when life is full of things asking for the same hours... To the women who found this community & tell me that they're finally living in their body for the first time in their life. Not managing it or numbing around it, but living in it... To all the women who drove to my TEDx talk in update New York. Who blocked out their day, piled in a car, walked into a room they didn't have to, and sat there while I shared what I'd been building for years. Past the lights, past the nerves, I saw you all. The fact that you were in the audience steadied something in me... To the woman who got pissed enough to stop 'performing' her life and started actually living. Who took the strengths she'd been hiding for years and decided to use them: to lead, to build, to empower other women in Sacred Circle. I always knew it was inside you, Amy... To the women who turned her pain into medicine. Who carried something for years that nobody knew how to hold for them — and instead of letting it bury them, they wrote it down and fucking published it. The thing that was killing them quietly is now a book on a shelf, helping others they'll never meet feel less alone. Mindy and Melissa, I am *so* proud of you both I could cry... ...And to the woman who hasn't been to a Circle yet but has been quietly reading these emails for months, wondering if she belongs here. You do. The room has been holding a seat for you the whole time. You are the village, the one I built for myself when I needed one. The proof, every single week, that this work works. Women who actually care about each other and aren't trying to tear each other down. Who aren't in competition with one another. Who genuinely shows up, especially when it's not convenient. Women who show up...and stay. Thank you. I love you. I'll never be able to truly put into words what that means to me. It is an honor and a privilege to watch you become the women you are today. That is the best birthday gift I could ask for. _ For the locals: the next gatherings are coming up: 🌙 Sacred Circle (there are still spots for June & July is open!) — Sign up [HERE] 💬 Conscious Conversations (June) — Details [HERE] And for the women who aren't local: I see you. Ever since I stopped using the Facebook group, I've been trying to figure out what to create. I haven't stopped thinking about it & I will be building something for you. (If you have any suggestions, please send them my way!) More on that very soon. X, |
Reader, I saw this quote by Cormac McCarthy & felt like someone else needed to hear it: "Rage is only for what you believe can be fixed. All the rest is grief. Love u,Jess
You're "the good one." "The strong one." "The reliable one." You've been called these things so many times that you started believing they were compliments. Maybe they were, until somewhere along the way they became a job description, and you don't remember signing the contract.‼️ Especially if you're the one everyone leans on. Reader, you're the one who remembers everyone's birthday and shows up early and stays late. The one people call when their life is falling apart, but somehow never the...
(Found on Pinterest, Artist Unknown) Good morning Reader, There's a part of you that's been trying to get your attention for years. 👀 You haven't been ignoring her on purpose...I know. 🫶 You've just been busy. You've had things to do, people to take care of, jobs to keep, fires to put out. So when she showed up — through the headache that wouldn't quit, the tension you couldn't explain, the fatigue that no amount of sleep seemed to fix — you took note. Maybe you took a pill or something for...