This is the laziest blog post I have ever written.
Because when I announced to my email list that I was looking for a select group of women to be part of the first-ever-in-the-whole-world Professional Wild Woman Program which launches in January and which I intend to fill completely by November 13th, the response was so overwhelming that I began working night and day to respond.
I had to hire a new assistant to help me, and because the program is almost full and there are still so many women interested, I had to plan for the second round to begin in April and start filling that now, too.
Yes, I know I should be continuing to post blog entries here, and that’s not usually something I need reminding or encouraging to do (because I love it, dear Wild One, I really do), but I have just been so damn excited about this new group program and all the new ways it will allow me to help even more women shine their wild, bright lights in an even greater way that I just haven’t made the time to blog for a hot second now (nor to edit my run-on sentences, apparently).
Now here I sit on a Sunday afternoon, at a café on Rt. 1 on the beautiful Central California coast with my sweetie and my laptop and the remnants of a cappuccino that has grown cold in the bottom of my cup. And as I mentally rifle through all the polished, professional topics I could blog about for you today, dear Wild One, none strike me as juicy and true enough, and I’ve just been at this for too long to write about anything that doesn’t genuinely make my soul sing.
So what is making my soul sing today?
1. The whales spouting in Pacific Ocean in front of me, which I never could have predicted would be a part of my daily landscape three years ago when I was overworking in landlocked Washington, D.C. in a career that was wrong for me.
2. The kind, responsible, handy, brilliant, visionary, patient, funny, smokin’ hot and crazy-about-me man sitting next to me, whom I never would have imagined could be in my life three years ago when I was married to man I didn’t love because I had given up on ever finding someone who could “handle me.” (P.S. My smokin' hot man and I spontaneously decided to drive up the coast and see the elephant seals at Ano Nuevo State Park after I finished writing this blog post. Photo on the right.)
3. All the women I’ve had the honor of speaking with on the phone over the past week as I enrolled them in The Professional Wild Woman Program. They are brave. They are vulnerable. They are between the ages of 28 and 42 and they each carry the shame of feeling like they “should have their lives figured out by now.” They are fed up with that small story because they know it has been holding back the floodgates of unstoppable joy and deep gladness that their soul longs to experience. They want more. They want it all. And they shall have it! I can’t wait.
THAT is what is making my soul sing. And that, without much form or structure, is what I decided to blog about today. Because at the end of the six month program, I want each of the women to be able to honestly say, "What I love and how I spend my time are one and the same." What could possibly be juicier than that?
So if you are a brilliant woman who
I hope you will consider joining us on this journey to wildness.
Or, as F. Scott Fitzgerald said,
“I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you are not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”
There is still room in both the January and April Professional Wild Woman Programs, and you can participate in them from anywhere in the world.
Want to know more? Send me a little note and tell me why you're interested in the program, and my assistant will respond to you lickety split and set up a time for us to talk!
Here's to having it all, ladies.
What type of wild woman are you?
Hello! I'm Melanie Munir, founder of Professional Wild Woman - a women's empowerment business dedicated to helping women who are tired of feeling either "too much" or "not enough" to connect to their inner wildness so they can create work that allows them the fullest expression of their unique voice. Welcome!