What I live for


There is a certain kind of emotion that happens inside the Mastery classroom that is so very rare, and so very wonderful.

It is a collision.
A collision of joy that can only take its heartbreakingly beautiful shape in the kind of tears that fly off your cheeks in the raw excitement of being truly deeply felt.
An earthquake of relief when a woman’s molten hot core power replaces the static of centuries of self-doubt.
The hold-on-to-your-hats and fasten-your-safety-harness excitement when she owns her eternal heartbreaking beauty for the very first time, and knows it to the ends of the earth and back.
The falling to your knees gratitude to be so held, so deeply known, so loved to your pores.
The sweat and exhaustion of trying so hard, for so long.
And the sheer insane hilarity of barking up a forest of so many wrong trees for so long, and finally finding home.

I live for this collision.

And today, less than 48-hours after the most magical Mastery Graduation celebration to date, I want to invite you into a little slice of it:

Did you feel it? I’d love to know in the comments . . .

In so much love and pleasure,

Photo Credit: Liz Linder

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