We all carry parts of ourselves that once protected us, guided us, or kept us safe—but no longer serve who we’re becoming. Letting go can be one of the hardest acts of growth. Some of the most enlightened members of the community share their thoughts on this below.
Kelly Schexnaildre
Growing up female, I was socialized to be pretty and small, to shrink and pander to men, to deny the wild parts of myself; the parts that make me unforgettable. I have always been loud and brave, I have always been queer, and I have always been something other than a girl, though sometimes I’m a girl too. Read more>>
Michelle Vos
The part of me that has served its purpose—and that I’m continuously being invited to release—is the part that feels she has to prove herself in order to belong, be respected, or be seen as “legit” in the business world as I step into working LESS. Read more>>
Karen Edgerly
I have always loved teaching and after college taught skiing to little kids. During graduate school I was a teaching assistant and realized instead of doing research what I wanted was to become a teacher. I taught science for 20 years. Then 15 years ago, I left fulltime teaching to become a silversmith, but continued to run a metalsmithing program for art teachers. Read more>>
Marci Lundy
I was once a serial observer. Yes, I just made that up. 🙂 What I mean by that is that I spent quite a lot of time observing the actions of others, and never contributed my thoughts, ideas, and visions. Read more>>
Jackie Sagum
Love this question as I’ve done a lot of releasing parts of me the past several years! 1. The part of me that thought being small was safer; quieter, more palatable, more acceptable, is no longer needed. I’m no longer dimming myself to make others comfortable. I’m allowed to take up space, speak up, and be fully seen. 2. Read more>>
