We want to give “value” and somehow our brains took learning what to say when, how to say it, and what not to say that we picked up as children into our adult life…
Then we went I want to help others with _____, and I have dreams about having my own resources, doing my own thing, living my best life and so then the business starts.
Enter content. I don’t know about you, but for me I can teach, educate, explain all fucking day long… and got comments about how helpful it was and thanks etc… but no one bought the thing that would’ve helped even more.
It took me a hot minute to realize that my educational content only machine I built wasn’t actually doing the thing I wanted it to… I had to show more than just what I knew, I had to show myself, choose into being vulnerable and saying the quiet things out loud.
Risking being labeled as “too much” or “not enough” or getting comments from folks that had strong opposing opinions… being able to dismantle the “good girl” conditioning I held on to so tightly for so long, because showing more of me is what drew the folks I was meant to help to me and they opted in and bought the things.
We start November 1st, a 30 day cohort for women.
Weekly calls and classroom ish around dismantling the good girl conditioning, creating enough safety within to boldly say the quiet things out loud, and creating content around your menstrual cycle (or the moon cycle, or whatever your cycle naturally falls into) so you can create content easier when it’s best for you and still post even when your body says fuck this shit.
👇🏻 What happens when you contemplate making content beyond teaching or educating??