Darlings,
Marie Curie had her radium.
Salk gave us the vaccine.
Edison, electricity.
Yo’ Mama? The Womanly Arts.
The radical step that changes everything, for women.
And like so many radical steps, this one started with despair.
Come–have a little peek with me.
Here was my life before the Womanly Arts:
I hated my body. I was afraid of everything. I knew that something was terribly, terribly wrong with me no matter what anyone said.
I was scared of men. I was scared of women. I felt unworthy. I felt powerless. I had no confidence. I ran from success. I put the blocks to love.
I knew I was not pretty or sexy. I did not want anyone to get to know me too well because I thought they would hate what they found.
I wanted people to like me, but I was scared of letting anyone get too close. I was financially strapped. And I was angry at myself. And the world.
Sure sounds like a perfect recipe for despair, doesn’t it?
And despair was my middle name, first name, and last name.
It was my address and zip code.
I knew I did not know who I was as a woman. And I knew I did not know a single woman who had charted the course.
And I knew one more thing: this collection of ingredients was never going to lead anywhere I wanted to go.
I had to make a major sea change. A massive detour. I had to point my guns in a whole new direction.
I had to run headlong into what I was missing.
So, I ran, precipitously into a brand-new direction.
I became the number one student of the discipline called “pleasure,” for 22 years and counting.
Pleasure was something I knew nothing about.
And I had a deep intuition that the answers I sought resided in that neighborhood.
Taking this leap was the radical step that changed everything.
And after many years of study and research, I wrote a course for women (and myself) called Mama Gena’s School of Womanly Arts.
And I watched with astonishment as my life utterly and completely changed, as did the lives of the women who studied at the School.
Who am I now?
A gorgeous, hot, sexy, confident woman. Living the adventure of my life by the course I charted. Financially secure. Capable of having any man I want. Spiritually grounded and alive. Loved. So very deeply loved. Every cell. In love with my own body. And able to get anything I want. Anything. I know my darkness and my light. I know how to grieve, I know how to celebrate, I know how to rage, and how to love. I know how to appreciate every drop of the gift of life. I live the landscape called “woman,” with gratitude and grace.
Let me show you how it works.
Back in the pre-pleasure days, when I woke up, I would feel like crap. Tired, overworked, overwhelmed. I would not know what to do to make myself feel good. I had no idea where to start.
I would try lots of things, but there was no roadmap to finding my way.
Now, things are utterly different.
I still sometimes wake up and feel like crap.
Don’t we all?
But I have a boatload, a battery, an army of Tools and Arts from which to draw, to redesign my internal landscape. Not to mention a whole Sister Goddess community of support.
I start every day with spring cleaning—an exercise to release my charge. Then, I do a brag, a gratitude, and a desire. And a dance break.
I have tuned my instrument, and I am ready for what the day may bring!
In the comments below, I would love to know what you do in the morning to redesign your internal landscape and launch into your day.
I wonder what my life would have been like if my mom had known about the Womanly Arts. And had been able to teach me.
I could have had everything I wanted, a lot sooner.
You don’t have to wait any longer.
You can start getting yours, right here, right now.
I want that for you more than I can say.
Move over Marie, Jonas, Thomas.
Yo’ Mama has discovered and perfected the radical step that changes everything. And I’m teaching the ins and outs of it LIVE in NYC, on February 9th.
This event already happened. Check out The Experience.
With so much love and pleasure,
Mama Gena