"How human of me"

Photo from mega-talent Dani

How human of me to snap at my kids, to get frustrated when the internet drops out during a big Zoom class, to miss an appointment. That phrase—a small way of forgiving myself—I learned from my Mama (who literally wrote a book on non-violent communication with my Dad).

My parents began studying this technique when I was a preteen. Back then, I kept it at arm’s length. It felt too wholesome, or maybe even manipulative. Yuck.

Now, as a parent, I’m softer, more desperate perhaps. Parenting keeps bringing me to the edge of myself and my partnership, as Nico and I constantly negotiate the tug-of-war over time and freedom.

Mama says it all starts with self-empathy. Forgiving ourselves first. A tool I’m only just starting to learn. That’s why we’re offering a course on non-violent communication in January. Six live (recorded) sessions with Mama. The way she teaches it—begins with how we speak to ourselves. Early bird enrollment through the end of the year.

Tempted?

• Here’s an Instagram post

• A downloadable cheatsheet

• And a song about self forgiveness that I’ve got on repeat.

Until next week,
Lizzie