The One You Have Been Waiting For

The one you have been waiting for.

In spite of the years I spent unconsciously trying to channel my fear of never being “enough” into superhero levels of strength, resilience, persistence and performance–quite successfully in many respects–there has also been a small part of me who really, really just wanted someone to come save her …

Maybe it was a steady fodder of Disney princess movies … just the kind of escapism my tender heart craved …

Maybe it was the religious ideology together with my family of origin that not so subtly communicated that if I was just “good enough” and did all of the “right” things, I could “earn” the love, safety, and connection that seemed always just out of reach …

I have great compassion for the part of me who craved the fairy tale ending … And still, many of the most pivotal moments in my life have been the ones in which I decided to save myself …

Every time I picked myself back up in the wake of being told I wasn’t enough (and that who I was was so terribly wrong) …

Every time I held the demons of self-destruction at bay (because when you find yourself desperately lonely and alone, it must be your fault and of course you must be punished) …

When I reorganized myself out of a 10-year career with no backup plan because I was finally ready to stop letting my boss’ limiting beliefs about my value and potential (regularly communicated to me) continue to define my future …

When I spent 6 months working on my first vision board; giving myself permission ask questions I hadn’t dared ask before about what kind of life and legacy I really wanted to have …

When I dared to say out loud that I didn’t want to be afraid anymore … When I chose to do everything in my power to break the cycle of trauma for my own children …

When decided that I had to stay here even though I truly did not believe that I could survive another moment, much less a lifetime …

Every time I have held my heart and mind open to new pathways of healing and chosen to surrender and trust the process …

Every portal toward healing–and reclaiming the beauty, power and potential of the soul who came to this earth–has opened with a choice. To save myself. Even when the path seemed elusive and maybe even impossible.

This doesn’t mean that the saving happened all on my own because that isn’t how this works after all … But only I could decide that I was worth saving.

That I was put here for more. That I didn’t have to perpetuate generational brokenness, pain and trauma. That I was capable of so much more than this world would have me believe.

What if no one else is coming to save you?

What if you are the one you have been waiting for?

What if you don’t have to do it alone, but you are the only one who can do it?

What if you are capable of so much more than this world would have you believe?

What if the path toward the future we would create for ourselves, our families, our communities and world begins with giving ourselves permission to envision a more beautiful life?

Followed by one intentional, imperfect step. Again. And again.

Maybe all you know is that “this” isn’t working for you.

Maybe you yearn for more but cannot seem to break free from where you are now.

Or maybe you already hold a vision for more beautiful future and you want to be sure you have everything you need to sustain yourself on the journey.

I am here to help to you tap into the seeds of your own potential. In ways maybe you haven’t considered, didn’t know were possible, or need support to water and grow.

Whether you are just barely making it or are ready to take a new leap, Boot(h)camp is for you. This experience will meet you right where you are. It won’t ask any more or any less of you than what you have to give right now.

Is Boot(h)camp your first, or next, step toward a more beautiful life? If you feel the pull of curiosity or conviction, I hope you will meet me there.

We begin February 14th @ 11:00 am EST. I encourage you to show up in person if at all possible, and also, recordings of all sessions will be available for a minimum of six months.

Love,

Booth