I am so glad you are here.
If I could, I’d open the door, invite you in, usher you to the most comfy of couches, pour you some tea, and revel in having all the time in the world to get to know you, witness your story, hear your heart.
We would talk about the struggle, the ache, the weariness that both of us feel in the gap – the space between our truest, most authentic-and-empowered self and who we have all-too-often settled into being and sometimes have even felt forced into being.
We would share our experiences of feeling restrained – by social and familial conditioning, by others’ perceptions and expectations, by the tendency toward compromise and compliance, and by the inevitable risks that go along with being true to ourselves.
Together we would name all that we are capable of; all that you are capable of when you show up, completely unapologetic, in your bravery, beauty, and brilliance.
And you would undoubtedly hear my heart along the way…unswerving in its deepest longing on your behalf: you walking through your world in complete possession (and expression) of who you know yourself to be.
That would be some conversation, yes?
All of this and then some IS what I’m inviting you to…
Opportunity to consistently hear and trust your own wisdom, step forward in courage and strength, and change your world, our world, along the way.
I’m inviting you to stand in the sovereignty that is (already) yours!
This is sacred stuff.
I’m here for it. I’m here for you.
My job, my role, my calling is to invite you into every bit of the reverence you deserve, to summon you forth into the sovereignty that is (already) yours, and to support you in the sacred and ongoing work of being 100% yourself, consistently, all the time. Holy ground, to be sure.
So come on in.
Stay for a while.
Find encouragement and strength, even rest.
It’s yours for the asking.
I’ll draw a card: one ancient, sacred woman + her vast and relevant wisdom. Perfect insight for your life right now. Ideal for the New Year, a Birthday, a significant turning point or pending decision; because you long (and deserve) to hear another woman speak truth on your behalf.
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There are countless ancient, sacred stories of women that still speak, long to speak – to and for you. It is my deepest joy to provide that wisdom on your behalf. A short-and-sweet email that lands in your inbox first thing Sunday morning. The blessing you deserve. And my gift to you!
There is little I love more than deep, rich, and yes, sacred conversations with women. The earth shifts on its axis – even the slightest bit – when this kind of truth is told. It is holy ground: your story, safe space, my mentoring and advocacy on your behalf. It’s time – you and me. Together.
Hear and trust your wisdom. Step into your strength. Bridge the gap between what you know is true about you, and how you too often experience yourself – at work, creatively, in relationships, everything. Oh, and change your world, our world, along the way.
This is you at your truest. And that you? Sacred space worth inhabiting.
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Ronna Detrick looks you in the eye. And she listens. And when she speaks, you can see her pulling down wisdom from St. Theresa to Simone de Beauvoir through the filter of her own lived experience, to give you a gem of grace – or grit. And, she can write – like a poet on a practical mission. Like a feminist with faith.
Ronna takes my hand and guides my words through a flame. We sit, side-by-side and watch as that flame licks away the old beliefs, the shoulds, the supposed to’s and the false narratives. The words that come through the other side are clean. Pure. Truer than true… and wholly mine. It is truly a sacred experience.
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