Radical Authenticity

When I was 2 I learned to repress my authenticity in order to stay safe

When I was 7 I learned to repress all feelings in order to be agreeable and easy-going

When I was 12 I felt depressed for the first time

When I was 17 I learned how to get what I needed and wanted and to lie so people wouldn’t judge me or be hurt

When I was 22 I experienced more pain, grief, loss, and shame than I had ever thought possible and I began to acknowledge the unmanageability of my life.

When I was 25 my heart broke, something in me died, and I gave up the scramble to start my recovery.

Today I am 29, my life is more beautiful than my imagination could have conjured, and I am still unlearning the shame-based ways I learned to relate to myself.

If you resonate with any of my story, I invite you to join me in the learning this weekend at the Embodying Authenticity Workshop.

Saturday, March 20th
2-4pm
Tapestry Folk Dance Center in Minneapolis.

Details will be posted in the comments