The morning after the Badass Mama’s retreat I woke up late and terrified. I thought to myself, “Who do you think you are that you can change your life in one year?” And then my inner bully answered back, “What if you don’t change your life? THAT would be pathetic.”
When you step into a group with me, I want to know about you. I want to hear your struggles and fears and frustrations and heartbreaks. I hope you feel at ease enough to speak what's on your mind, and together we get real about parenting.
Why then do I begin every group by suggesting that you default to not sharing? I want to facilitate a conversation that protects your vulnerability but I can't create what some would call a "safe space." I don't have the power to keep you safe. No one does. You cannot open your heart without risking its wounding.