Although I’m a writer and make my living with words, I realized that all too often in my life and work, I was waiting for permission to speak. I was holding back on telling my story, on pursuing my dreams, because something inside me said I needed a person in a position of power to give me the go-ahead.
I was raised in an insular, religious world where women are taught to be subservient to men. And although I am now light-years away from that life, those early lessons of silence and submission have sunk into my bones. It has been hard to break free.
Since writing is the best way I know to process hard things, I started writing about it. First, I wrote a blog post. And then a conference talk. And then a hands-on workshop. And now a Personal Voice Workbook.