fearless vulnerability

cry-2546-2So, on May 1st, my mumma left her body.
The Viking and I and my uncle Dave were with her and it was beautiful, and scary and heart-breaking.
I wasn’t going to blog about it, because well, talking about death is a sure fire way to kill any convo, isn’t it? But I figured if I’m going to be an all singing, all dancing advocate for showing up in all your YOU-ness, in life and business, it will sometimes mean that I’m turning up to the page broken and tear stained, full of anger and with no ‘message’ or insight to share with you, and that’s okay.

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Truth Against The World

Truth Against The World - bring it, Boudicca style

Truth Against The World – bring it, Boudicca style

I talk a lot about being raw, about being vulnerable, yet walking that talk and not editing or censoring myself, in my writing AND in life,  well, that’s the real freakin’ work.
Especially on days like today, when I’m grieving hard, there’s not an ounce of sparkle in me, and I would rather just deep-dive under the duvet. So, the sadistic side of me – insert whip crack here – thinks that today is the very best day to totally heart riff a blog post, and  post it without editing.

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So, what is it you DO, exactly?

Maybe my elevator speech would be better if I just laid down and worked an animal print ensemble?

I’ve been asked ‘what do you do?’ a gazillion times.
I’ve read books on how to tell people what I do in 30 seconds, I’ve even put it into practice a few times, but one thing I do know, is that my ‘elevator pitch’ or any other wanky business terminology you wish to use in order to sum up what any of us do, is really whack.
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What’s the weather like today?

Despite being someone who’s meant to ‘know’ stuff about this self-development/spiritual shiz, sometimes I check my facebook feed, read a magazine, watch TV or get recommended a book by a super-powerful woman doing super-power things and still I succumb to the bullshit.
Momentarily, or occasionally for a little longer, I start to believe that people are doing life better than me. Their lives are super shiny, they don’t have people die, they have money in the bank, they’re far more successful than me, ohhh, perhaps my life really would be better if I was a size 8, maybe other people lives really are more awesome/exciting/fun – delete as applicable – than mine.

But all this? Well, it’s just the weather. Stick with me on this.

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Every body has a story. What’s yours?

Gypsy Starfire – me, Midnight Iris & Esmeralda Red – proof that girlkind rock in ALL shapes and sizes.

I’m tired.
I’m tired of being a girl in a world where we waste so much energy worrying about what’s ‘wrong’ with our bodies that we don’t go out, we don’t dance, we cover ourselves up, we stay small.
A world where our body is the enemy.
I’m a size 18/20 and I’m hot.
I have a gorgeous friend who is a size 8, she’s hot too. Society would like to label us ‘fat’ and ‘thin’ yet we both totally rock the bodies we’re in, because the size written on the label in our knickers, is NOT an indication of our awesomeness.
I perform burlesque, and the girls I perform alongside are a truly delicious array of lovely shapes and sizes because, despite what the media will have you believe, girl-kind come in a gazillion different juicy-juicy forms, not just ‘skinny’ and ‘fat’.

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Make a living, be an author, have a life.

Recently I got an email from one of my favourite kick-ass girls, asking: Lisa, how do you make a living, be an author AND have a life?

This is one of my go-to girls who has totally got her shit together, so when I asked her why she was asking me for advice, she was like, ‘hello?! Because you’re DOING it and I want me some of what you’ve got.’

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The Writer-girl Diaries: Eau du YOU

When people hook up with me, mostly they want to write a book, which, y’know, is cool what with me being a badass book coach and all.
I hear the eagerness, the anticipation, the excitement in their email when they first reach out.
I LOVE that bit.
They want to write a book SO bad and they want me to tell them the fail-proof necessary steps to publication, share the things I’ve learned as an author, editor and publisher, basically show them how to make this shit happen.
I LOVE that bit too.

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Fierce-ass Woman: Rachel Awes

A fierce-ass woman who tells stories and creates artwork that speaks to your heart?
Ohhh, don’t mind if I do.
Allow me to introduce you to Rachel Awes, author of All I did was Listen.
She is love in a red-headed, art-girl package.
J’adore.

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