SUPER SOUL GLITTER PARTY: AUSTIN, TX
SEPTEMBER 18-20, 2015
(REGISTER BY AUGUST 1, 2015
TO GET A FREE ONE-ON-ONE WELCOME VIDEO CHAT
WITH SABRINA AND EMILY!)
A Super Soul Glitter Manifesto:
I started a blog a a long time ago, and quickly fell into the self-imposed trap of writing superficially - and certainly poorly - because I was striving to come across as someone who knew things.
But for two years now, all I've really wanted to do was talk to women about the truth.
Once things got bad enough inside my head - and once I made the decision to share the badness with my readers - that's when everything changed. That's when you appeared. That's when I got comments that said, "Oh my God...me, too." That's when I stopped being scared that my ugly was uglier than anyone else's, and decided to listen to what I knew: that public vulnerability and relentless transparency are my superpowers, and that I want to share those powers with anyone who wants some.
Because more and more, I'm seeing this simple fact prove itself again and again: truth leads to truth. I'll show you mine if you show me yours. It's harder to feel terrified by who we are when other people witness us, nod their heads in empathy and recognition, and show us that we're just like them.
I think it's damn difficult to become fully who we're meant to be without the support of people who see us for who we really are. We're under this illusion that in order to "make it", in order to be considered successful and worthy, that we need to have it all figured out, wrapped up nice in a pretty, shiny package.
It's simply not real.
Reality looks like figuring out how to be the kind of mother you always imagined you'd be. It means figuring out how to either have a happy marriage with the person you picked, or figuring out how to move on from the relationship because you know you're both destined for more. It looks like unvacuumed rugs and Chinese take-out and kids watching shows so you can read the thing that's going to get you through the afternoon.
Reality also looks like owning the hell out of our stories, but more importantly, it looks like taking charge of where those stories go. We can't, of course, always predict what will happen in our lives.
But how we respond?
That is completely in our hands.
And responding from a place of truth ultimately takes us to a place of love which automatically - over time and with conscious decision-making - moves us further and further from fear.
I created the Super Soul Glitter Party because I want women to see themselves in each other. I want every single gal who's there to feel herself fill up with the power of the women surrounding her. Because that's what happens when intentional and driven women gather together - power is remembered, souls are re-ignited, and we do nothing less than remember who we really are:
Women who can make their lives what they want them to be.
And it all starts with the truth.
The Spark of this idea:
I spent many, many hours recently sitting in my bed, writing. I've written some of my favorite things like that, all propped up and cozy.
I was up there all day while the kids were in school. I wrote and wrote and edited and deleted and cut and pasted and thought and thought and decided, as I framed the shell of my first women's weekend retreat, that I was creating something DEEP and IMPORTANT and SOUL-ALTERING.
But later that night, the more I thought about the event the more I thought, "Wait. Why the serious face? Can't it be meaningful and important and fun? How do I make it all of those things?"
Here's the thing: I'm pretty much over all of this soul-searching feeling so arduous. Like, I wanna get together and figure out some serious shit, get to the bottom of our fears, witness the hell out of a bunch of brave women - I wanna do that something fierce. But I also want to end up talking about sex while we smoke clandestine cigarettes on the patio and eat queso made with Velveeta, late-night.
I realized that I wanted my event to be All The Things - hot-pink glitter and disco balls and tears and chills and soul-sister-making. I mean, doesn't that sound like a hell of a lot of fun?
I want to make real change by making real connections, and those are easier to make when we're all just being, well, real. And silly. And vulnerable. And fun. And maybe when we're wearing cute shoes just because and swearing a lot and talking about taking the leap.