Dearest,
This week Patty and I sent emails to Emma Grede, Codie Sanchez, and Jennifer Lopez asking them to speak at Thrive and Lead...
You know how people say I want fuck you money? That's never been my vibe.
I want love you money.The kind that lets me turn to the people I love and say, here, I've got you.
The kind that comes from building something that's actually mine, not from performing excellence in someone else's vision until there's nothing left.
That's why those emails were sent.
Not because I had a guarantee that they would say yes. Not because anyone invited me to. Because I finally stopped treating my own audacity like something that needed permission before it could move.
Audacity is not the absence of doubt.
It is the decision that your vision matters more than your hesitation.
The women who have built the rooms I admire didn't wait until they felt worthy of the ask. They asked. And what I have watched happen, over and over, in my own life and in the lives of every woman I've worked with, is that the universe meets you exactly at the altitude of your audacity.
People call it luck. It is not luck. It's alignment. It is what happens when you stop being the person telling yourself your dreams are too expensive.
I have watched this pattern repeat itself in every woman I've ever worked with. When she stops discounting what she knows, her revenue triples. Not because I gave her something she didn't have. Because she finally gave herself permission to use what she already carried.
I can see things she can't yet see in herself. I refine, I push, I build alongside her, and then I watch her become someone she always knew she was but hadn't let herself be yet.
That gap, between who you know you are and who you've been allowing yourself to be, is what I am here to close.
๐ง I have been thinking about something lately.
What if I let myself do all the things I've always wanted to do since I was a little girl?
What if, as adults, we finally realized we actually can do whatever the fuck we please, and the only thing stopping us is that we still care what people think?
That realization is why I've been posting every single day. Proving to myself that I can be consistent. That I have the audacity to show up in public, build my voice out loud, grow my authority in real time. Not because it's comfortable or easy.
Because I decided that someday is a permanent address I am no longer willing to live at.
And I want that for you too. ๐ฏ
This is why I'm building the Fuck Around and Find Out Challenge.
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Thirty days. A commitment device built around the woman you've been circling.
Not a course. Not a framework to consume and forget. A room where you stop negotiating with yourself and start finding out what actually happens when you choose yourself, every single day, thirty days in a row.
Your body. Your money. Your energy. Your boundaries. Your voice. Your relationship with comfort and with risk. All of it, in community with women doing the same thing, led by someone who has done it and can see exactly where you are and what's possible from here.
This is the summer you become lethal.
The women who need this most are the ones who have been saying someday long enough that someday has started to feel inevitable. I am not interested in someday. I am interested in what becomes possible when you stop waiting for permission and start building the evidence that you were always capable of this.
If you are not in a different place six months from now, something needs to move.
๐จ Get on the waitlist here.
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