Meet a Craft Group Leader...Jenn Gordon!

As we approach 2019, my mission is to ignite your imagination of what it would be like to gather some women around your table and craft pretty things and friendships together! I’d love to introduce you to some of the women who are currently leading craft groups - so let’s begin the new series…Meet a Craft Group Leader!

Let me introduce you to Jenn - she’s been leading her group for almost a year, and she’s an incredible women with a huge heart for mamas and community!

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* Tell us a little bit about YOU and what makes you light up! 
I love being a mom and everything that goes with that. Helping other moms reach their breastfeeding goals is a passion of mine. I also like to blog every once in a while.

* Why did you decide to start a craft group?
Being a stay at home mom can be lonely sometimes. I had been looking for an excuse to get a bunch of ladies together at my house, and that’s when I saw a Craft a Community post in the local Facebook mom group!

* What is your dream for the women you've been crafting with?
My dream is that all of the women I craft with are able to reach each of their goals.

* What has been the most surprising part of leading a group?
How simple it is! I have zero crafting talent, and all of the crafts we’ve done so far have been easy for me to figure it out. I was a little intimidated at first, but we always have a great, stress-free time!

* What's your favorite way to self care?
Honestly, I don’t set aside much time for myself. My self care is usually just a shower a few times a week while my husband spends time with the little ones. 

* If ladies want to connect with you, where else can we find you online?
I blog over at imarriedacubsfan.wordpress.com

Thanks so much for sharing with us, Jenn!

How My Business is ACTUALLY Going

People are asking me lately, “How’s your business going?” and I usually have no idea of how to answer them. What I want to say: “It’s going great! It’s growing; my revenue and visibility are increasing, and pretty soon I’ll need to start hiring a team!”

What’s actually true: my business is growing in a looping, squiggly line. I’ve seen real people impacted, but there’s not that much cash. I am completely proud of what I’ve created, and it’s probably the best thing I’ve ever made, but not that many people have seen it. Sometimes I work 30 hours a week on it, and sometimes 5 – depending on what else is going on with my family and friends and how much I want to use my time to be with them.

And I’m embarrassed. I’m not supposed to say this. I’m supposed to be leaning in, outsourcing, following my passion and my dream, not letting the emotional labor of motherhood interfere with my self-actualization and the success that I am owed. A business that ebbs and flows – much like the hormonal cycles within my own body that ALSO truly affect my work – isn’t a real “business” – it’s “just a hobby.” Honoring the commitments I’ve made to be present for my husband, my kids, my friends, and myself - feels like a cop-out. It’s weak.

We’re told that it’s just a matter of nuts and bolts, of time management and outsourcing. But no one talks about what it takes to CARE that much about that many things. How can you be 100% present and 100% passionate every minute of the day? How do you move from writing a passionate blog post to being completely present for your 5 year old’s angst over her loose tooth in the space of the same hour?

It’s just a matter of how you balance it; at least, that’s what we’re told. Pay someone to do your laundry, to clean your house, to plan your meals, to watch your kids. But what’s left? The tasks that are left are completely, totally emotional and mental labor. So – with no more menial and mindless tasks, I’m supposed to be engaged with my mind and my heart 24 hours a day? It’s not about the time. It’s about the emotional bandwidth of being fully engaged with too many things.

Something generally has to give.

And – I believe – it’s our relationships that suffer.

We can move our bodies from self-care to family time to time at the computer, but no one is talking about how it feels in your soul. How do you maintain full power passion and full power presence constantly? I can’t do it, and I often feel ashamed.

When we try to “have it all” – what gives is our friendships. Our marriages. Our families. Because my husband can tell when I’m phoning it in. And that does happen – particularly when I’m super excited about a new project or endeavor and I really would rather be working on it. I have to consciously shift from my work sometimes so that my mind and heart can be free to listen, to talk, and to CARE about his life as well as mine.

Someone I really respect recently mentioned on her Instagram that she was separated from her husband. This woman is (from all I can tell) a tremendous, gifted leader. But over the last year, when she talked about her family, her marriage, and her husband – alongside other social media posts about the passion and time she was putting into her work – I couldn’t help but think, “How does she have this much heart to go around?”

We talk about this all the time as a problem that women face – but I think it’s just a human problem, and more likely – an American problem. We’re taught that following our dream, realizing our own potential, is more important than anything else – including nurturing the community around us. The needs of the one outweigh the needs of the many – don’t make decisions about your career based on your family, for God’s sake. You can hire someone.

But you can’t. You can’t hire someone to love your kids for you. You can’t hire someone to have good sex with your husband, and then a great conversation afterwards. You can’t hire someone to spend time with other women, looking into their eyes, and hearing their stories, and building those deep bonds of friendship.

And so, I’m learning to accept. I have to redefine what success means. I have to redefine what balance is. I have to have work that comes on my terms – that can ebb and flow as my heart requires. Because I believe that the relationships – the people – have to be cherished.

We're Lonely, and It's Mostly Hurting Our Kids

As moms, we are constantly assaulted with all the ways we could be parenting wrong. It’s awful; I’ll just go ahead and say it. If you’re a mom who’s spent any time on social media or Facebook mommy boards, you’ve likely had that sinking feeling of dread, followed by the urge to clamp down, throw away all your food and screens, and move to the country to feed your kids wild nuts and berries. And so we worry, and we fret, and we huddle in our houses, and we are very, very lonely.

We know we need more connection and community, but we can’t worry about that right now, because all the other work of parenting is just so damn exhausting.

But then I watched this fascinating Ted talk. According to the study, the strongest predictors of long life were close relationships and social integration (how many people we talk with during a day). Why is it that we spend so much time focusing on diet, exercise, screens, vaccinations, car seats, baby gear recalls, bullying, and school curriculum, but so often neglect to teach our kids how to make and keep friends? I’d argue it’s by far the most important thing we can model for our kids, and actually helps all the other things fall into place.

When our days are interwoven with friends and neighbors, it’s easier to turn off the screens. When we cook and share meals with friends and neighbors, it’s easier to say no to the goldfish and urge our kids to try the yummy veggies that little Susie is eating. When we open our door and sit on our front step and chat with neighbors walking their dogs, it’s easier to make our kids run around in the summer twilight.

When we talk daily with other parents and bring our fears into the light, we wage war on our crippling depression and anxiety. When we help each other collectively parent our kids, and share the mental load of motherhood and the burden of childcare, we as women can do more than ever before...for our kids and for ourselves.

Every time we introduce ourselves to someone new, our kids are watching. Every time we ask questions to get to know someone, our kids are listening. Every time we respond to a rude comment or an awkward situation in a way that’s kind but firm, our kids are taking notes. What if we made it our goal to practice this well?

What if we made it our goal to show our kids what it’s like to reach out, introduce ourselves, and make a connection even when we’re scared? They will learn, and they will model it.

I know that as a mom, all you want is what’s best for your kids...and usually what YOU need takes a back seat. When you need friends and connection, it doesn’t usually make the cut, since there often isn’t enough time in the day. But what if we reframed this whole idea? What if we made our communities, our connections, and our friends the MOST important focus, since  it has such a huge impact on our kids?

I’d love to come alongside you in this journey.

I’m now offering a step-by-step course on how to build your tribe. It’s what I do best, and I can teach you how! Find out more here.

 

"I Just Don't Have Time or Energy to Make Friends"

So – I’ll just say it - how on earth are we supposed to have time to make friendships happen?? As women, particularly if we’re moms, the effort required to plan an activity, schedule it in, and then coordinate it with other people just seems…insane. Never gonna happen. I know that sinking feeling you get when you see those cutie posts with smiling women, arms wrapped around each other, going on about how they “are so grateful for their sisterhood.” It seems like a mountain you’ll just never get the energy to climb.

I’m going to let you in on a secret to building friendships. There’s a hack. And it’s called a “standing date.”

What’s a standing date? It’s a regular time, place, and activity that just gets put on the schedule automatically. Choose something that fits into your regular life, that doesn’t take more than an hour or two, and doesn’t require much thought or prep. If you’re a SAHM, make a standing playdate (every Monday am at Chik Fil A, for example). If you want to connect with women at work, plan a standing lunch date every Tuesday. Maybe choose a standing “gym date” (every Wednesday at 7), or a standing coffee date (every Friday right after school drop-off). Choose 3 or 4 women that you kinda know, and ask them. “Hey, I’d love for us to all get to know each other better! Would you all want to make Thursday lunch a regular thing?”

Benefits of a standing date:

1.       No extra “mental load.”

Half the issue with making better friends is that it’s so stupid hard to make plans. Everyone’s schedule is always booked. It takes a ton of energy and thought time to plan a new activity all the time, and then figure out when everyone can do it. So just do the same thing every time; it’s not boring; I promise people will be relieved. A standing date is just there, always, so people can plan around it.

2.       Quantity time

I've found that the more time you spend with people, the better you know them. We often focus on “quality time” when making friends, and the result is an awkward “friend date” audition every time we see them. Keep the quality low (short, ordinary activity) and the quantity high (at least once a week), and you’ll see your relationships blossom.

3.       Lowered expectations

Closely related to #3, when you know you’re going to see people regularly, and don’t have to make THIS time the BEST TIME EVER, you can relax. Especially when you’re lonely, every friend-making activity can feel like “OMG this is it – is she looking at me? What should I do with my hands? Did that sound stupid? My outfit is dumb. This is so awkward.” With a standing date, the pressure is lowered. This time doesn’t to be THE BEST TIME; it’s just lunch. And you’ll have another next week.

4. Increased trust

So often, I hear women say, “It’s just hard for me to share with people and feel close to them. It must be because I’m an introvert.” The whole introvert/extrovert conversation aside…if you’re uncomfortable sharing your deep fears during the first 90 minutes of a friendship, there’s nothing special about you, you’re just a NORMAL HEALTHY PERSON. Intimacy takes time. A lot of time. Friendship takes the form of an arc – for the first handful of times you hang out, it’s going to be surface level. It has to. You have to build that trust before you can start getting into the juicy stuff. We’re designed that way – there’s nothing wrong with you!

Give it a try! I promise that every time I’ve done this, it’s been like MiracleGro for the relationships. And by now you all know my favorite idea for a standing date – a craft! Check out more about getting a kit or subscribe and saving to do it every month. 

Jesus Came for the Weirdos

I’m going to be vulnerable.

My WORST thing, the thing that I’m most afraid of, the thing that drives all my hurts, habits, and hangups – is the certainty that I don’t belong.

The certainty that I’ve not been invited; that I didn’t make the cut; that I got left off the list; that I’m not “in.” That I’m not cool enough, funny enough, cute enough, smart enough. Or, depending on the group of people or depending on the day, that I’m too much – too nerdy, too fat, too boring, too intense, too literal, too much of a homebody.

When Mindy Kaling titled her book “Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?” I laughed out loud. That’s been the heartbreak that’s dogged me since I was a kid.

I’ve always felt just a little late to the joke, just outside the circle – close, but not quite there. If there’s an “in-crowd,” they will smile and wave at me, but I will not be in it. I’ve always felt, at heart, like a weirdo.

I’ve been trying to follow Jesus most of my life, and it was really just a few years ago that I was paging through the gospels (the story of Jesus’ life on earth) and was stunned for the first time by how relentlessly Jesus pursued the weirdos.

He literally looked for people that were considered too poor, too slutty, too sleazy, too dramatic, too sick. The heroes in his stories were the wrong social class or ethnic group. When he found them, he talked to them, listened to them, loved them fiercely, and gathered them to himself. The whole story of the gospel centers on a God coming to rescue a people who are hopelessly lost, completely left out.

Jesus came for the weirdos, and when it comes down to it, aren’t we all weirdos in some way? In a world that tells all of us that we’re wrong, in one way or another, we all feel how very much we don’t measure up.

And yet…how often do we fight back by “othering” everyone else? “I’m weird, but not like that person. Good thing I have these people around me – we’re all doing ok.”

What would happen if we, especially those of us that love Jesus, actually followed his example? Rather than making the social class lines deeper and wider, what if we actually opened our circles to all kinds of people…on purpose?

Jesus said it this way, “If you love only those who love you, what reward is there for that? Even corrupt tax collectors do that much. If you are kind only to your friends, how are you different from anyone else? Even pagans do that.”

But how can we do it? How can we make our homes and lives into spaces that welcome everyone – no matter how weird they are? I’ve found that it starts by opening your eyes. As you go through your week, be present in each of the places you go, and notice the women around you. Who seems a little lonely, a little distant, or even a little different than you? Then, the next step is invitation.

This is the heart of Craft a Community’s mission – to make it easy and fun, and even exciting, to invite women into your life. In order to truly connect, you need to spend time with people, and it needs to be consistent and unhurried. Gathering regularly to do something fun and light – like a craft – lets you grow friendships in a way that feels natural – and serves as a launch pad for sharing your lives together.

Let’s make this next year one in which we can gather and invite – no matter what kind of weirdos we are.

Let's Not Make Our Kids Carry Our Baggage

‘Tis the season, right? The season of motherly sacrifice. This is perhaps the greatest time of year for moms to drown themselves in meeting the needs of their families. So what if you’re tired? Exhausted even? Secretly pissed off? Stuff that mess down, cause you’re a MOM. And moms are martyrs, right?

I’ve started to observe something – as I offer opportunities for women to connect, to build relationships, and to participate in something that will feed them – I get some resistance. RSVP’s on Facebook that never translate into attendance. Comments like, “I need this,” and then I never meet her.  As I ask questions, it becomes clear; often, our needs are the first ignored in favor of what our family needs.

What if, as mothers, we could really get it – the fact that the more we ignore our own needs and hurts and broken places in the name of caring for our kids…the more we actually HURT our kids?

Take some time, in a quiet spot, to think about your own experience growing up in your unique family. Think about the times you struggled as a kid and as a young adult, facing cruelty or loss or disappointment or failure. In those times, what did you need most? Can you remember times when you could feel your own mom’s pain welling up in response to yours? Did you have time where you could sense that her anger and fear wasn’t only because of your wounds…but because of her old wounds too? How did that feel?

The best thing we can do for our kids is to heal our own hurts and broken places. We serve them best when we nurture and feed and fix ourselves – otherwise, they’re forced to confront not only their own demons, but ours too. And that is a lot for a kid.

I think we all buy into the lie that if we’re supposed to just manage our “stuff” well, and then our kids won’t see it or have to deal with it. Yeah, it’s probably easy when they’re toddlers, but think back again to your own childhood. I have a hunch that you felt your mom’s anxiety, or depression, or loneliness – or whatever pain she carried - with laser clarity, even when she thought it was well contained. I certainly did.

If you insist on carrying your baggage around, telling ourselves you’re too busy mothering to deal with it, it won’t stay put on your back. As much as you try to keep it all contained, it’s going to spill out, roll over your back and crash to the ground, falling squarely onto the heads of the kids you have so tried to protect. Even if you are able to keep your emotions squashed and a smile pasted on your face, your body will start to take a toll. When I continue to ignore my own needs and neglect myself, I start to get migraines, back pain, nausea. It comes out some way, somehow, and our kids get a front row seat.

They’re going to have to carry their own baggage down their own road; let’s not make them carry ours too. I challenge you today to think about where you need to tend to yourself. Are you anxious? Lonely? Depressed? Hurt? Angry? Take a first step to healing; set an appointment, make a call. Tell yourself that you are doing this for your kids – breaking the cycle and modeling what health and healing look like.

So who is supposed to help us deal with our stuff?? It’s hard to do alone! You need other mamas around you. My mission is to help you get started building a village – a community of women who will support you, love you, challenge you, help carry your burdens and cheer you on as you work through your baggage. In my experience, this is essential to mothering well. Our kids can’t be our comforters, our validators, or our cheerleaders – but other women can and should be! Try gathering to make friends on purpose. 

Want to Change the World? Invite People Over

Though it’s the politicians and policy makers are the ones who make the laws, and implement the laws, it’s often us who actually do the work of bearing up our people every day. We – everyday women - are the ones who raise the babies and do the laundry. We go to work and plan the birthday parties and organize the funerals and make the sandwiches. It’s us, the ones “on the ground,” that are actually making decisions that change the lives of the people around us in ways that feel big and important. WE, as wives and daughters and mothers and sisters and friends – we have an enormous power to change our world. It is when we truly connect, and live side by side, supporting each other, that our neighborhoods and villages begin to change.

I believe that you have the unique power to step up, step out, and lead the women around you into life-giving community. 

And yet, so often, we just sit and wait. We wait for a group to start up, or our church to hire a women’s ministry director. We sign a petition, or like a post on Facebook, but in the meantime, we sit awkwardly side by side at Tae Kwon Do, waiting for our kids without speaking. We share a good political article about understanding the conflict over Jerusalem, but in the meantime we’ve never spoken to our co-worker who actually grew up in Pakistan.

If you create a space in your home - your real life home – and invite real life women to connect, you can spark the best kind of real change in your little community. It’s when people actually talk to one another, get curious about each other’s differences, and start to care about each other, that we can make some headway.

All this sounds great but a little nebulous, right? Easy to write, harder to do. So, like…do I invite people over for dinner all the time? Just say, “Hey come to my house so I can change the world?” Nobody wants to be weird; I get it! People can sometimes feel a little odd if you come at them like, “Come be part of my project.”

We need something simple, a reason to gather that is both fun and inspiring, that doesn’t overcomplicate but instead creates an open space for people to explore and connect. This is what I’ve been pioneering for the past few months – I have a group of women who meet to make a craft each month.

There are so many parallels between making art and making friends – it takes patience and practice, openness and courage, and the results are beautiful. We don’t require sharing or connecting, but we invite it.

I want to give you the chance to try this, too. Gathering to make a craft is the perfect reason to make friends on purpose! Check it out!                                                                              

Did You Feel Alive This Year?

Did you feel alive this year?

I know, this time of year it’s a little bit cliché to set goals, or make dream boards, or write lists. But it can also be really, honestly, inspiring. What do you need in 2018 to feel really, truly alive?
Sometimes we call this “feeling truly alive” feeling self-care. But what does it even mean? Meditation? Bubble baths? Going to the gym? Training for a race? Reading more fiction?

When my second daughter was born and my oldest was two, I felt like I was drowning in my kids. I needed SOMETHING to make me feel like myself - something to think about in the shower, something to create, people to impact besides the ones crying in my lap.

I wanted something to light me up, use my passion, connect me with other women, showcase my talents. You know what people suggested to me? Go to the gym. Get your nails done. Buy a new shirt.

I wanted to scream. I didn't want any of these things. I wanted a dream, a project, something real. I wanted to have a voice and influence the women around me. I didn't want to sell someone else’s products - I wanted to make something new and something beautiful.

Do you ever feel like you're drowning? Like you've lost touch with what really makes you feel alive? Don't settle for the easy answers. All these suggestions are fine - but if they don't do it for you, don't stop looking. 

There are two things that make me feel alive – and they both involve making something. I love making friends. It makes my heart beat fast to meet new women, get curious about them and their stories, and begin to build a group that laughs together, cries together, and just sometimes just texts each other about the crazy thing their kids did.

I also love making things with my hands. Sometimes they are pretty and I give them as gifts, and sometimes they just turn out as crappy crafts that I end up trashing. Either way, the process of making something with real life materials like paper, paint, glue, and fabric, and getting to see something take shape beneath my hands, lights me up.

And you know what? I think these things – making friends and making art – could light you up too.

Making crafts together can be a deeply connecting experience, and I think that the two combine really well! For the past nine months, I’ve been leading a craft group designed to spark community and friendship, and it’s working! Having something to do with our hands made the initial awkwardness much more bearable, and we’ve begun connecting in real and deep ways as we make pretty things like painted rocks, shibori tie dye, and soap!

I want you to be able to have the same experience! Buy a craft kit - the perfect reason to gather and make friends on purpose!  

Are Women Judging You?

When I first started asking women what made it hard to build community, I expected them to talk about busy schedules, about not having time to meet new people, or about the awkwardness of small talk. I didn’t expect the overwhelming response: “I’m afraid she’ll judge me.”

I was really grateful for the honesty. I’ve felt that pressure, too – pressure that I won’t fit in, that my clothes are wrong, my hair is wrong, my body is wrong. I know I’ve been judged in certain situations, and I know exactly what it feels like for a woman to look me up and down and assess.

But to shrink away from any new relationship for fear of that judgment?

I’ve thought about this question so often. When I talk to women about making friends, they share again and again how they feel like everyone is watching them, that everyone is judging them, that the women they meet give them the side eye and the cold shoulder. I know they feel these things; they’re not making it up. But I wonder if sometimes we all need to take some time to reflect on the lens, or the glasses, that we use to see the world.

Bear with me here – let’s say that the way we see the world is our “glasses.” Every time we are hurt, rejected, or disappointed, it’s like someone spatters mud on our glasses. A rude word might leave a smudge. Emotional wounds might leave scratches in the glass. Eventually, our glasses might be almost impossible to see out of – and even though someone isn’t actually judging, we still “see” it that way.

If you feel judged at every turn, or hear unkindness wherever you go, could it be that your glasses have been so damaged you can no longer see clearly?

As women, and especially as mothers, our self-care gets so often pushed to the very back shelf. But when our “glasses” become so broken and battered that we see darkness when there is sunshine, we need to take the time to do some cleansing work. That pain you have suffered is real. It is deep. The wounds you’ve sustained need healing. But they will not heal by themselves; there is work to be done. If you find yourself constantly bumping into walls, crashing into other people, and even losing your balance and falling down, it’s time to get your glasses repaired.

If you read these words and they resonate with you, take one action today. Maybe it’s checking with your insurance to see if they cover therapy. Maybe it’s buying a book to help you get started on a journey of self-discovery and healing – I love The Road Back to You by Ian Cron and Suzanne Stabile. Maybe it’s trying out a church this Sunday. Maybe it's opening up to a friend to share how you might need to start working through some old issues.

You are not alone. Being a woman is hard. Being a mother is often harder. Let's begin by working together to make sure we see each other clearly. It's the only way to start experiencing real community.

 

Just Come Over - The Art of Gritty Hospitality

I hate traveling, but I love learning about other cultures, and I LOVE friends from other continents and countries. I am drawn to their courage and grit for moving so far from home, and I love hearing their perspectives on how we live. So many say how very lonely it is in the US. How isolated. How we all live walled up and closed off. And you know what? I see it too.

Instead of actually being in one another’s lives, we just try to produce short plays, such as “The Morning Playdate,” a lovely one-act where bagels are served and everyone’s kids are well behaved and we talk about house renovations. Or “The Dinner With Husbands,” in which a forced and awkward evening is spent over pasta and garlic bread and everyone’s kids eat nicely and don’t throw noodles with red sauce under the table. And so, if you’re a regular kind of person who gets exhausted by the thought of producing a perfect event, you just don’t really have anyone over. It’s just too much work.

There are some incredible writers who talk so beautifully about hospitality – that beautiful, homey word that means “having people over.” They write about crunchy farmer’s market vegetables and creamy soups and lovely linen tablecloths – and they post pictures of people seated at a farmhouse table in a dreamy backyard lit with twinkle lights. They publish recipes that feature home grown peaches and fresh picked blackberries and invite readers to gather, and love, and live together.

But you know what we need to read more about? Gritty hospitality. “Just come over” hospitality. This kind has paper plates and snotty kids and half eaten bags of baby carrots. It has too small living rooms and cramped kitchens and bagged salads from Aldi. It has dust in the corners and toothpaste spots on the sink. “Just come over” hospitality sometimes means an amazing meal, but never expectations. It means being honest – “I have cheese and tortillas in the house but that’s about it – what can you bring?”

Here are a few quick ways to start practicing “just come over” hospitality - to start actually living life with other women and not just staging events.

·         Let the silence fall.

The quickest way to make things weird is to make people feel like they have to be talking all the time. Let a moment be quiet. Have everyone help with dinner, with the clean-up, and with entertaining the kids – and don’t feel like you have to be talking constantly. Doing life with people is a marathon, not a sprint. You’ll have plenty of time.

·         Parent your children in front of other women.

If you discipline your kid in front of another woman – you’re for real. No games here. If we’re going to do our lives together, we’re going to have to see each other parent. Just do it. Do what you usually do, and what you think is right. You’re busting down all the walls and letting her see that you want her to do the same.

·         Let everyone help. A lot.

I used to try to just let friends sit on the couch while I did all the dinner work, cleaning, and kid wrangling. Now, I say, “Yes, you can help; will you make this guacamole? Also, here are the plates; will you give all the kids some carrots and grapes?” It immediately makes everyone relax. We’re serious here about actually being friends, not just getting through the meal. Also, everyone is eating, so everyone should be helping.

·         Carry on with your daily chores.

If you have people over and you need to throw in a load of laundry, DO IT. If people are hanging out at your house and you forgot to pay the cable bill and you need to call, just say, “Hey, I gotta call Comcast before I forget – back in a second.” If everything else has to freeze every time you’re hanging out with friends, then you’ll never have time for friends.

We think of community, of seeing and talking and living with other people, as this sort of add-on. It’s an extra, if we have time. But it’s the stuff that literally keeps us alive. We need to talk, to eat, to BE with other human beings every day. Start now. Be the first to say, “Just come over.”

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My mission is to help make it exciting and simple for women to build community. Want to learn more practical ways to make your tribe?