The moment I decided to be brave with my writing.

It was back in 2004 and I was having a miscarriage. It didn’t occur to me to blog about it until a friend asked. “Are you going to share about it on your site?” Then he backpedalled. “Not that I think you should! It would be incredibly generous. I was just curious.”

It must have been the word generous that got me, because I started writing that very night. It was one of those times when my desire to serve, my desire to offer my story as a gift far outweighed any fear of being vulnerable.

I was amazed at the response.

Women from all over the world sent me notes of comfort, of empathy, of love. I had never felt so connected to my community… People who had never commented before came out of the woodwork. I got to see who they were for the first time – wise, powerful and compassionate. I also realized something important about the creative work we do –

We offer the medicine we most need.

I thought I was offering my story so that someone out there would feel less alone. But you know what? I was the one who wanted to feel less alone! Don’t you love how it works so beautifully this way?

Here is the original post.

Sending all of you love. And courage to be brave with your heart and your voice.
XO Andrea

P.S. This is of course also a warm invitation to join me in the Brave Blogging course. It’s going to be amazing!


One Comment

  1. Barbara Lane
    Posted March 1, 2016 at 2:41 am | Permalink

    I have always said words are medicine. We must be mindful of what we think, mindful of what we write, mindful of what we say.

    The old “…sticks and stones may break your bones, but words will never harm you…” is so not true.

    You my darling, are a marvelous medicine woman – dispensing such good medicine via your words.

    Bless you, and never, ever doubt the power of your doctoring.

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