The ART of Imperfection
Perfectionism is often a humble-brag. The answer to that awkward interview question “what’s your biggest weakness?”
Perfectionism is dressed up as a deep love for drive and ambition. It masquerades as being conscientious, thorough and careful.
For a long time, I clung to perfectionism like a woman drowning in a sea of my own self-doubt.
It’s been the way I create my identity, my worth, my right to be in this world. It’s driven me to achieve and strive for success – or so I thought. As I’ve come back home to my body, I’ve come to realise that perfectionism is actually “self-abuse of the highest order”, in the words of Anne Wilson Schaef.
The Holographic Experience: An Authentic Relating Testimony
Going through Authentic Relating Training has allowed me permission to access versions of myself I had no idea existed. With the context set for a holographic experience, the insight continues to unfold far beyond the container of the weekend. I noticeably see the content play out every day in new ways.
The World of ART – Summer 2019
Happy Summer everyone! We’ve been all around the world and back again this summer, from sold-out courses in Vancouver, LA and Boulder, to corporate presentations in Palm Springs, Silicon Valley and Tulum, to an incredible Level 3 course here in the Colorado mountains… ART-style authentic relating is spreading like wildfire!
The World of ART – Spring 2019
As winter finally gives way to spring (it’s been a long cold one here in Colorado), we’re feeling excited and on purpose as we wrap up an incredible first quarter of the year. We delivered as many courses to as many people in the first three months of 2019 as we did in all of last year!
Shattering a 20+ Year Pattern of Disempowerment: An Authentic Relating Testimony
Trauma: an embodied flashback. How many years of my life have I been ready to fight at a moments notice, or to collapse, disengage, and disconnect? I’ve always had a hard time speaking my truth and owning my viewpoints around men who don’t yield space for me to speak. Fight or flight.
Bringing it Home: An Authentic Relating Testimony
I looked into my father’s eyes, with nothing to do, nothing to say, just the spaciousness to be there. As we continued to mill (eye gaze), tears began to well up in his eyes, a sight I had witnessed only a handful of times in my life. My heart began to melt and tense up, simultaneously. I felt alive, with my family, like I had not felt since I was very young.
