I’m in a season.

One of those strange, special ones where life turns itself inside out without waiting for my opinions or approval. A season where everything feels like it’s morphing, rearranging, molding me into someone I don’t fully recognize yet, but somehow already trust and am excited to be.

For someone who loves routine, order, and the safety of what stays the same… this has been a crash course in holding on too tight, being forced to let go, and learning how to breathe inside uncertainty.

The line I keep returning to is one made famous by Paul Saffo:
“Strong convictions loosely held.”

A reminder to dig down deep and also to stay open. To believe fiercely and allow life to redirect my course. To let what’s true stay; and release the rest.

Life has been asking me to examine what I cling to and why. What’s worth purging. What insists on remaining. And what’s leaving, no matter how hard I hold on.

Last week, I found myself standing in the middle of my kitchen, every pot filled with water, every counter covered, a sensory playground built by Deeds while he waits for a school placement that still hasn’t come. My workdays have been replaced by homeschooling a tireless toddler, and most mornings I wake up with dread, wondering how I’ll keep going at this pace.

But then, on that morning last week, I realized something:
I've also been having fun.
Quite a bit of it.

We haven’t opened a screen since August.
We’ve been baking, coloring, painting, singing, matching, reading, learning ABCs.
And somewhere along the way, I forgot why I was clinging so tightly to my “old life.”

The endless busyness.
The calls.
The texts.
The pressure.
The rushing.

A lot of that noise has quieted. Other storms exist, but there's a new peace too. A peace I didn’t expect. A peace that feels like a gift.

There I was, sitting on the floor, back against the wall, taste-testing yet another Deeds concoction… and I realized I was breathing deeper than I have in a long time. My pulse slower. My body softer. I like this new version of us.

And because I had my laptop open (quite literally on my lap) trying to prep for the Ignite launch, it got me thinking about what I wish more women would understand about the program.

Most marketing aims straight at pain points.
That’s never been who I am.
And it’s not who you want to be either.

It's true, people love when you name their pain and offer a fix.

Ignite isn’t about your pain.
It’s about your pleasure.
It’s about remembering how good your life can feel.

Our third module in Ignite, called “Seasons + Cycles”, feels especially present for me right now. The art of holding on… and then letting go. The surrender that allows us to breathe again. Begin again. Return to ourselves again.

It’s amazing when as a teacher, I end up living my own curriculum right alongside my students. I relisten to my lectures. Journal in our playbook. Do the meditations. My work demands that I don’t just teach these tools. They insist I become them.

This year life didn’t just hand me the lesson; it threw me inside the heart of it. I believed this would be the year all my kids would finally be in school, that I’d have more breathing room, that I’d get to prioritize the things that matter to me.

My mind had a plan.
My soul had a different one.

This season slowed me down so life could catch up with me. So my most essential lessons could integrate while I was on the kitchen floor, tasting pretend soup and remembering what actually matters.

And that’s really what Ignite is:
A homecoming to the life we’re already living.
A surrender into more ease, more pleasure, more presence.
A remembering of our own aliveness.

Of course, we delve into the delicious things, the art of embodied womanhood, pleasure, sensuality, the pieces they absolutely never taught in kallah classes, the things even most therapists never touch.

But the real heart of Ignite?
It’s a course about you.
Your joy.
Your permission.
Your power.
Your pleasure inside the ordinary moments of your actual life.

You built the life you were told would fulfill you,
But somewhere in the scaffolding, you vanished.
Ignite is where you come back to yourself.

This is the tension so many women in my stage quietly carry but rarely name:
Why does the life I worked so hard for not feel good?

Ignite exists because that question deserves an answer, and a transformation.

And I want you there with us.

Ignite opens only once a year.
It’s a six-week interactive experience beginning January 10.
For two days only — during Chanukah — you'll have the opportunity to register early. 
I'll be shipping a 145-page printed playbook right to your door, along with a surprise gift I can’t wait for you to open.

If this season of your life is asking you to soften, surrender, let go, let in, deepen, rise, or remember,
then Ignite is your next right step.

And maybe, like me, you’ll find your deepest becoming happening in the most unexpected of places.

I’d love to have you inside.

Registration details are coming soon.
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