Who am I?
Isn’t that a loaded question.
Over the years I’ve struggled to put a label on it. Yet I’ve managed to cover myself up in so many labels there’s hardly room to breathe!
I’m a communicator. A creator. A connector.
I value fun, family and freedom.
And I have some pretty darn special super powers.
Yet, for most of my life, I was completely disconnected from who I really was. I spent my life hiding away in the shadows, discounting my unique gifts and constantly seeking out (or hunting down) my ‘purpose’… in addition to validation from anyone who would give it.
I know this sounds rather ‘Disney’, but after all that soul searching and all that external seeking, I came to find I was what I’d been looking for all along. I was everything I needed to be. I was already who I wanted to be.
My journey has been one of dizzying heights (which I didn’t see, or celebrate, at the time) and soul crushing lows (which I definitely saw, and wallowed in).
Mine is a tale of how failure defined me, until I defined it. It’s a tale of throwing a party and no one showing up. It’s a tale of rejection… and of self loathing. Of mediocrity at it’s least finest. But it’s also a tale of strength and courage. It’s a tale of bouncing back. It’s a tale of bravery, vulnerability and living a life in service. It’s a tale of acceptance. And learning to love someone I’d thought was unlovable. Me.
I’m a passionate over sharer… because I truly believe communication is the solution to all of our problems.
I’ve dedicated my life to leaning into discomfort… and now, I’m writing the book on it.