It's giving bold mama energy...

Hey, Reader

I wanna share a story with you about a bar fight.

I know, I know. Doesn't sound very on brand, right?

But, you know me & my love for finding the gold in everything! ;-P

Before I was ever a mother myself, I felt for the first time what it feels like to harness big mama bear energy.

It was at a live music bar in a blue collar neighborhood where I found myself on a scattered dance floor with my hand clenched around the jowls of some random Eminem look-alike.

Needless to say, we had both taken things too far.

You see, homie had spent the last two hours begging my girlfriends & I to dance with him. No biggie. Shanna had our back & made this dude look like a total fool as she led him through some semblance of a couple's dance.

But, our boy really had his eye on someone else: my girl, Annie. And see, it gets a weeeee bit complicated here because babies & daddies & baby mamas & what not, but my girl was 8 months pregnant with my blood brother.

Oh & did I mention we were celebrating my birthday?? So you know shots had been had...

Fast forward & Wangsta Willie here had pushed too far. This was harassment. He just would not let up on my super-prego-sorta-stepmom-but-a-month-younger & also we're like besties, bestie. And she was running out of steam trying to be polite whilst also quite literally creating life inside of her body.

It was just too much for me to handle. So, naturally, like any drunken birthday bitch would, I got in homeboy's face & told him what I thought. Apparently I threw some chest into it too because suddenly we had done our own dance & were standing dead center in front of the stage.

As I grabbed him by the mouth & really let him have a piece of my mind, I felt lovingly firm hands pull me away by the shoulders & suddenly realized the music had stopped.

Annnnnd punches were being thrown. And the drummer was in the mix. Then Willie's whole gang, followed by the guitarist.

Maybe I had taken this whole thing a tad too far??

But, also, like, that's what you get when you fuck with big mama bear energy!!! And on the date of my own damn birth!

Now, you're probably wondering wtf this story has to do with you or mindfulness or...anything, really.

Stay with me just a hair longer.

Because I realized something as this memory came back to me this morning: we will fiercely protect & fight for who we love & against what we feel to our core to be wrong.

There is immense power in standing for something on that level. A power that can only be rooted, truly, in love.

That's why I believe motherhood is the greatest catalyst for becoming your most authentic, bold, brave, unshakable self.

Because what greater love can this life give you than the love a mother has for her child?

And with the birth of that depth of love exists also the birth of a woman who knows what she stands for. She has a fire lit inside her now beyond anything she could've ever imagined.

It's giving bold mama energy.

And that's what I'm here to call forward, in all mamas.

I'm here to root you back into your inner wisdom so you remember who the fuck you are.

To teach you the tools required to rise up in alignment with your innate worth.

To guide you towards a life lived with less fucks & more grace.

Are you ready to take the call?

Then I invite you to SUPERBLOOM.

We start next week & I can already feel the bold mama energy surging through my veins, ready to escape & envelop other mothers in a vibration of pure, co-creative magic.

I can already see your own bold mama blossom coming into bloom by the time the holidays roll around. (And you know you're gonna need it for all that family fun ;) )

I'd hate for you to miss this, mama!

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