NYC Book Launch
I attended The Fire Starter Sessions NY Book Launch last night from 8P-11P at Greenhouse in Soho. It was to celebrate Danielle LaPorte's new book. I've never read her, but I really like how she writes -- blogs and such. Very clear. Inspiring. She'd be a great strategic planner in an agency, but she's bigger than that. Good for her!
$25 bought me a ticket to event, her book and a drink.
I invited my new friend Jen, who is fun, reflective, lovely, spunky even. The evening was billed to have speakers I really like: Marie Forleo and Kris Carr, in particular. Gabrielle Bernstein, too, but I don't "know" her as well. The event sold out. 500 angry women attended.
Well, maybe not all 500 were angry. There were lots of us who just wanted to be part of this energy. I go to the negative first, which is something I'd like to work on. But it's what I saw. My first trigger was in line outside, a line that wrapped the building. As I got closer to the front, Jen was still a few blocks away, so I started letting people go in front of me. One woman (half my age) obviously thought I cut in to the line in front of her and informed me, "Love, the line starts back there."
TRIGGER> "Love?" How about if I pound you straight into the earth with one hard pop on the top of your head?
I let her know I was already in line and was actually letting people cut in front of me. I said, please, go in front of me. I'm waiting for my friend. She look indignant. She'd rather that I had been a cheater and cutter and someone to fight than have to deal with her own misunderstanding. Yuck. I tried to shake the energy, but carried it with me inside.
There were a lot of ego-charged women here actually. Chests all puffed out. Self-righteous claims to the seats they were holding with their purses in the back. I didn't like them. I was glad to have Jen with me.
The speakers who I really wanted to hear didn't really speak. They all just introduced and gushed a little about Danielle. Too quick. I wanted more! But OK. I get it. It's a book launch.
Then Danielle spoke.
She shared a poem of sorts. A real message about finding your space in the universe. More poetic than that, but. Anyway. I was all -- I hope there's more space out there for me. There's a woman standing on my foot. Danielle went on to share the foundation for success, which includes kindness and love. I tried to find little miss "Love - the line starts back there" and point in her face to make sure she got the message. Man, these women have a long way to go.
OK. Me too. I get it.
When the speaking part was over, everyone dogpiled to the front where we were standing to get their free book.
TRIGGER>Wouldn't it have been smarter to give you your book when you showed your ticket at the front door?
Like two salmon swimming up a menstrual stream, we pushed our way toward the Exit sign. Oxygen! With our new orange hardcovers in hand, we found space and nibblies and red wine at City Wine across the street. All told, a lovely time.
Today I'm going to dive into this book -- knowing very little about it -- with the intention of rewiring the junk in my head to land a job I love in the next 30 days.
Let's get this fire started!
I attended The Fire Starter Sessions NY Book Launch last night from 8P-11P at Greenhouse in Soho. It was to celebrate Danielle LaPorte's new book. I've never read her, but I really like how she writes -- blogs and such. Very clear. Inspiring. She'd be a great strategic planner in an agency, but she's bigger than that. Good for her!
$25 bought me a ticket to event, her book and a drink.
I invited my new friend Jen, who is fun, reflective, lovely, spunky even. The evening was billed to have speakers I really like: Marie Forleo and Kris Carr, in particular. Gabrielle Bernstein, too, but I don't "know" her as well. The event sold out. 500 angry women attended.
Well, maybe not all 500 were angry. There were lots of us who just wanted to be part of this energy. I go to the negative first, which is something I'd like to work on. But it's what I saw. My first trigger was in line outside, a line that wrapped the building. As I got closer to the front, Jen was still a few blocks away, so I started letting people go in front of me. One woman (half my age) obviously thought I cut in to the line in front of her and informed me, "Love, the line starts back there."
TRIGGER> "Love?" How about if I pound you straight into the earth with one hard pop on the top of your head?
I let her know I was already in line and was actually letting people cut in front of me. I said, please, go in front of me. I'm waiting for my friend. She look indignant. She'd rather that I had been a cheater and cutter and someone to fight than have to deal with her own misunderstanding. Yuck. I tried to shake the energy, but carried it with me inside.
There were a lot of ego-charged women here actually. Chests all puffed out. Self-righteous claims to the seats they were holding with their purses in the back. I didn't like them. I was glad to have Jen with me.
The speakers who I really wanted to hear didn't really speak. They all just introduced and gushed a little about Danielle. Too quick. I wanted more! But OK. I get it. It's a book launch.
Then Danielle spoke.
She shared a poem of sorts. A real message about finding your space in the universe. More poetic than that, but. Anyway. I was all -- I hope there's more space out there for me. There's a woman standing on my foot. Danielle went on to share the foundation for success, which includes kindness and love. I tried to find little miss "Love - the line starts back there" and point in her face to make sure she got the message. Man, these women have a long way to go.
OK. Me too. I get it.
When the speaking part was over, everyone dogpiled to the front where we were standing to get their free book.
TRIGGER>Wouldn't it have been smarter to give you your book when you showed your ticket at the front door?
Like two salmon swimming up a menstrual stream, we pushed our way toward the Exit sign. Oxygen! With our new orange hardcovers in hand, we found space and nibblies and red wine at City Wine across the street. All told, a lovely time.
Today I'm going to dive into this book -- knowing very little about it -- with the intention of rewiring the junk in my head to land a job I love in the next 30 days.
Let's get this fire started!
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