The Butt-Kicking You Need to Finish Your Book

Remember being a kid and your parents giving you crap for something you knew deep down they were right about?

Sorry not sorry, that’s a part of book coaching with me.

I step in to kick the a@@ of those parts of you that have been stopping you from finishing your book.

❤️ all done with love, of course ❤️

…but kicking those parts of you into book-finishing alignment, indeed …

EVERYONE who has a life story to share who is not getting it down on paper needs this,

because when your brain senses you’re getting closer to finishing the book that will

📚 infuse soul-powered confidence into your life like nothing else can, just by you going through the process of actually finishing it

📚 being able to share your life experiences in an empowered way with your children, family, close friends and romantic partners, past, present and future, so they get you and y’all become closer than ever

📚 generate passive income from having your book on Amazon, that is: money flowing into your bank account while you sleep

So your very human brain 🧠 is sensing all this change coming

🛑 and it needs you to STOP writing 🛑

(your brain is hard-wired to hesitate in the face of change because it’s unknown)

🐇 🐇 🐇 so it flicks you down a rabbit hole of adding more wayward, unedited text to a ready-to-go piece….

text that would add more more more time to the wrong side of your completion date.

💥 BOOM 💥

That’s when I step in (with so much ❤️) to kick its a@@ by telling you:

No! #stopit ✋ We’re doing it this way…

✅ We’re sticking to the brilliant genius plan that we felt into, then committed to, the very first time we talked

✅ It’s a genius book plan exactly as it was meant to be!

We don’t need the other stuff, we’re not letting it distract us!

That’s how your book gets done 📚

🤦🏻‍♀️ millions of books are killed yearly following the brain’s rabbit holes.

Moral of story?

With all it’s good intentions of protecting you,

your brain mostly just gets in the way

of what your soul needs to convey in your book.

✅ And yes, hire a book coach

Send me a message to talk about this.


Just Listen to Your Soul

Just Listen To Your Soul

Listening to your soul is the SAFEST way to live, even though it feels the scariest.

Safe because when you obey, its direction, you’re never led astray.

You’re led to the right time, right place, right space…for everything.

You’re led into an all-knowing certainty, that you won’t find, anywhere else.

What’s scary is that FREE FALL feeling of actually obeying it, going against all humanoid advice around you, and listening to it …

***it feels like you’re listening BLINDLY or something, but you’re not. It’s your soul!!!

Just because you can’t “see” it with your human vision, doesn’t mean it isn’t the wisest, most powerful, sharpest *all-seeing* mechanism available to you!

It’s when you DON’T LISTEN that you get into all kinds of mischief.

Things take longer, they’re harder, less fun.

Moral of story?

No matter which way you shake your stick at it, we gotta go through “scary” no matter what.

One of them leads you where you want to go, and the other leads you where you don’t want to go.

So listen.

Choose the kind of scary that leads you somewhere safe and expansive at the same time… somewhere you actually want to be.


Let Your Intuition Lead You … Straight to Success!

I hated the smell of beer and how dark the pubs were…

…but I sat there, in the middle of my twentieth year, with my red-headed best friend, and told her, right there in the middle of my follow-everyone-else’s-rules life—I told her:

“I saw a poster today that woke up my soul.”

Neither of us were openly spiritual, not yet, and we rarely talked about anything too deep, especially not in pubs, but the words flew out of me, and,

before all the insecure girl defences we both usually wore—the ones that made us feel we were too cool for it all—shot up to protect us,

she smiled one of her full-toothed smiles that made her the friend I loved most in the world, a smile that appeared so rarely, but with enough power to rise us both above the heavy things. Like the too-young death of her father. Like losing my first love in a flash.

“Silvestri, you better tell me all about it,” she said.

Then I explained that an organization called The Women’s Enterprise Society of B.C. was giving out grants to young women wanting to start new businesses.

We were smack in the middle of finishing our university degrees, doing exactly what our parents wanted for us, but she wasn’t the kind of friend to blink an eye at my dreams,

so we borrowed some paper and a pen from the bartender, and she smiled that smile the whole time she forced me to write that grant application on the spot, right there in the dark with my smelly beer.

When I got home, I logged on to the new thing called “the internet” then submitted it, unedited, before closing my eyes into yet another night of the life that didn’t quite yet feel like my own.

Three months later, my twenty-one year old bank account was filled with $30,000. Half of it the grant, the other half a loan, also from WESBC, that I somehow qualified for, and I opened up my first business, called Cafe Paradiso.

It was a coffeehouse/bookstore birthed from that tiny sliver of a moment, which bore so much light, the light of possibility, that crowded out the darkness,

then plugged me so deep into the spiritual stamina every single one of us are born with, but so few actually access, because of how dense the dark is, and the subtle awareness it takes to listen, to heed, to not miss such easy-to-miss sign posts like a poster taped to a brick wall that we all walk by, way too fast.

The world is so quiet right now, my Loves! You can hear. You can open up. You can access courage enough to do so.

And when you do, when you open up and tap deep within, when you feel that light coursing within you then allow it to move you, you’ll flex that spiritual stamina for the rest of your life, no matter what goes on around you.

No. Matter. What.

I’m still riding that light today, still flexing that spiritual stamina, at age forty-six, twenty-five years later, as I run a completely different business, mostly online.

Because I’ve learned that business isn’t about whether we have money or not, not at first—business is about how lit up your soul is and whether or not you pay attention to those subtle promptings and do something about them.

No matter how religious you are (or not).

No matter how young you are (or not).

No matter how smelly the beer is, how dark the atmospheric sky, no matter if you have a fiery friend who loves you beyond every human comfort zone with you (or not).

No external circumstance matters. These spiritual resources live inside you. Listening to your nudges, then taking one action at a time, to birth what needs to be birthed on earth, all the way…

💫 even when you’re feeling insecure

💫 even when it’s dark out there

💫 even when you gotta quit school temporarily to make it happen

💫 even when you’re worried about your best friend, and healing from trauma yourself,

or concerned about the state of the world as we all are right now, low level or not —the answers are always within.

Nothing can dim that inner light or close off your access to it—nothing!—unless you let it.

Your inner resourcefulness is yours, for you alone, and it’s untouchable.

Unless you pretend there are no posters…unless you pretend your darkness is worse than anyone else’s…unless you pretend there is no light inside you.

Even answers to challenges like “but where will I find the money?” all start from within.

Deep in that inner field of resources you can either choose to full-tooth smile at, let the words slip out to light up yours and others lives with (we all feel their power in our bones), or you can choose to snuff them out, pretend you’re lacking resources, pretend you don’t have the greatest power possible living right there inside you, and stay in the dark.

Global pandemic or not, it really is up to you.

It’s always up to you.

Now, more than ever, is the time to start mining from within. To tap into that spiritual stamina we were all born with, and ride it like your life and the lives of those around you depend on it, because they do.

I love you!


PS …doors to my Fully Expressed program are now open! This is an opportunity to write your memoir/slice of life story with me, that will inspire others for time immemorial. Click here to book a call with me or read more detail.