Short one today.
On Monday I told you about a client who said she wished she could take me with her. A little Karen in her back pocket, for the Tuesday in February when something goes wrong.
So I built it. It's called The Crone's Cabinet. Ten drawers, twelve recordings, and a fifty-eight page book to keep. Thirty years of women on my table, in my classes and across from me in a coaching chair, and the things I kept from all of it.
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Here are the ten drawers.
For when your mind won't shut up.
For when everybody wants a piece of you.
For when you've forgotten who you are.
For when you don't recognise the woman in the mirror.
For when your body feels like a rusty gate.
For when you don't know what the hell to do.
For when you've lost your mojo.
For when your heart hurts.
For when life has gone beige.
For when you can feel another life calling.
Which one made you feel something?
Not which one sounds most sensible.
Not the one you'd pick if somebody was watching.
Which one made you think:
Oh. That one.
That's your drawer. Open it, and there's a recording, and something to do with your hands, and a question that does the real work.
One of the women who tested it for me went straight to the one at the very back. Remember Who The Fuck You Are. She said the three questions changed how she saw her day.
$27 until October 5th, then $47. One payment, yours for good.
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The life we don't examine stays the life we didn't choose.
In love, light and laughter, Karen