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The antidote to self-doubt.

Have you ever been invited to step right up to the plate, and found you could not swing?

Or turned down an opportunity for advancement, because you just didn’t feel…

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This post is part of our summer series on the Womanly Arts, in honor of our upcoming course, Virtual Pleasure Boot Camp! Alyce, a Mastery Grad from NYC, joins…

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This post is part of our summer series on the Womanly Arts, in honor of our upcoming course, Virtual Pleasure Boot Camp! Sarah, a Mastery Grad from Toronto, joins…

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Burnt out, fried and crispy

I just turned in the second draft to my editor, and I am gearing up for the third and final round of edits for this book, which had been…

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I’m a New Yorker … and while I love being in the Hamptons for the summer, riding my horse, writing my book, dining with friends, walking along the beach,…

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Have you ever had a desire – a big, big desire –
that you’ve nurtured for months, years, even decades –

and then there comes a moment in time when you…

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It’s not an easy thing to bring a vision into being in this world. Especially inside of a no-pain, no-gain culture, where we’re so stuck in our to do…

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Darlings-

Right about now, I get to thinking.
It’s about to be the 4th of July here in the States.
The holiday where we celebrate our freedom.

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It is my deep, hot, and holy conviction that the body of every woman is a living, breathing altar.
Yes, I mean you.
Overworked, underloved, insubstantially paid you.
Yes, even underworked, overloved,…

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I am writing from a small café on the Champs-Elyseés, soaking in the final moments of my time in Paris (pics below!). After four days together in this breathtaking…

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I have always been a pig-headed girl.
Always.
Sometimes overtly, sometimes subversively.
I secretly thought my way was always the best way.
I had no tolerance for a certain kind of conformity.

I got…

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I am writing to you from my dressing room. It’s 5:12pm on Sunday afternoon, and we have just wrapped the first weekend of Mastery 2015.

Moments ago, I left a…

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The Book of Ruth

“whither thou goest, i will go.
whither thou lodgest, i will lodge.
thy people shall be my people, and thy god my god.”
– the book of ruth

I want to talk about…

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It is so easy to make the same choice over and over and over again.
Making a bold decision, and stepping into something new is almost impossibly difficult.

Usually we have…

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linderpix-2303A really really really really good friend of mine, Ayo, got engaged last month. For the very first time. At age…

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Did you know that you can actually become biologically younger this year than you were last year?

Getting older is…

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Sister Goddess Patty, Age 54

I was born in a car in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, on my way to the hospital.

In those days (1960), since my mother gave birth before arriving…

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Self-hatred is the New Smoking

It’s February.
I hate February.
Actually, it’s bigger than that.
It’s winter I hate.

Winter pisses me off.
Cold. Grey skies, short days. Losing gloves. Black ice.
February descends and my easy good times vaporize.
Going…

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Shacking up in Stuck-town?

So you’re stuck, huh?
Have you tied yourself into a big fat twisted stuck-knot?
Ugh. It’s the worst.

Stuck is everywhere. And there are so many ways for it to show up…

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Sister Goddess Leslie, Age 41

When I walked through the doors of the School of Womanly Arts, I was getting a divorce at the age of 37. I was beyond…

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