#6 I am so pleased you have joined me/us :)
I am now inviting you to contact me direct. I want this to be a space of engagement with real people. Oh and ASK ME ANYTHING! And a cat pic :)
Thank you and a warm welcome to you all.
I am so humbled that so many of you are still here and we have a few new subscribers.
I am Karen, a silver haired, ordinary woman, muddling through life like most people. Yes I have some qualifications. Yes, I’ve been through some tough times (who hasn’t?). Yes, I have learned some lessons along the way.
No, I don’t have all the answers.
Sorry about that but I am no expert or guru. If that’s what you were expecting there are loads of places you can find those. :)
But I do believe in Community
(hence building a community of like-minded people here on substack).
And I believe…
We can Rediscover our True Selves at any age.
With Awareness. With Support. With Love and Acceptance.
And buckets of COURAGE, CURIOSITY and PLAYFULNESS thrown in.
Gently. Kindly. Respectfully. And at our Own Pace.
And allow ourselves the FREEDOM, FUN and FLOW we deserve.
Enough about me!
I genuinely want to get to know YOU. I want this to be a two way process.
Who are you?
Why are you here?
What lights up in you, when you think about being your True Self?
What are the whispers you hear?
The longings you feel but push away?
The impulses you can’t act on (yet)?
What is your greatest obstacle to being your True Self?
Reply to this email and tell me in confidence. I promise to reply. And I always keep comments anonymous unless explicitly told I can use people’s names.
AND FEEL FREE TO ASK ME ANYTHING!
(Heads up: sometimes I use swear words as a way of expressing myself).
Meet another part of my family and a great Role Model for not giving a shit what anyone else thinks!
If you have subscribed recently you may have already met her. ;)
Marigold has no qualms about being her True Self. She asks for what she wants/needs (food, clean water, strokes, cuddles, to be left alone or to get a door opened). She doesn’t get offended when any of those things don’t happen. And she is still loved even when she won’t let us cuddle her, sits in the middle of the dining table or occasionally has an accident.
This is her sister Misty. Misty thinks she’s a wild thing until she wants a tummy rub. Yes they really are sisters.
In other words, I wish I were a cat! But there again, my husband says I wouldn’t like that cat operation. And he has a point…
There are no golden rules to being ourselves. No magic formula. No right or wrong. And for most of us it means unravelling a lifetime of conditioning and programming to get to the core of who we are.
The first step? Awareness…
Let us begin….