And as today is a day of countdowns, I thought I would look back on the top six Facebook posts (because five just didn’t feel like enough) from the past 12 months that resonated the most with you. Because, really, that’s what this is all about – a way to connect with all of you.
Here’s to a new year filled with more connection – both on and offline.
6. We kicked off 2017 with a timeless message:
5. In July, I penned a tribute to my one-of-a-kind husband, Matt:
It's been thirty-one years since I met Matt. I don’t usually know things like this immediately, but within five minutes of our first date, I knew I was going to spend my life with him. Looking at his face everyday still feels like watching the sun come up (and this from the girl who was certain that she was "too much of a handful”--as my step-father described me--for anyone but unavailable men who weren’t attracted to me). During a fight near the beginning of our relationship, Matt grabbed an egg and cracked it over his head. Shocked (and gasping with laughter) at his willingness to interrupt the fight with egg dripping on his hair, face, and chin, I thought, “What a guy."
4. Also in July, I shared the story of how being “right” isn’t always what best serves us (and, yes, a Hawaiian shirt plays a role in the story):
When I walked into my acupuncturist's office the other day -- an hour drive from my home -- a man with the same-time appointment as me was already there. The acupuncturist asked why I was there and told me I didn’t have an appointment with him. He said there was “no way” he would have booked that day/time, as the man who was there flies across the country for his appointments, which he books months in advance. Then he told me that our appointment was a week from that day/time, and I’d made a mistake.
At home, I looked at my desk calendar and saw that I was going to be out of town on the day he said I made that appointment. I remembered conversing with him about the appointment that was mine that he didn’t think was mine; I had my calendar in front of me then as well. There is “no way” (I thought) that I’d make an appointment with him for a day when I was going to be away. You’re wrong, I said to him in my aggrieved mind. You owe me an apology. You double-booked yourself and now you’re blaming it on me. And anyway, why don’t you confirm your appointments in advance, by email or telephone? Do I have to do everything myself? How can you even call yourself a health practitioner, you irresponsible, lame-brained fuck up. And—I don’t like those Hawaiian shirts you wear.
Huff puff. Rant, rant. The reactive mind at work.
3. November finally brought a very exciting reveal: the cover of my upcoming book, THIS MESSY MAGNIFICENT LIFE:
Yippee. I have a book cover to show you!
After six years of writing, my new book, This Messy Magnificent Life, will be published on March 6.
This Messy Magnificent Life is about breaking the everyday trance of anxiety, lack and discontent. And it's about beginning to reverse misogyny by the radical act of kindness to these bodies. And it's about the unspoken secrets of lasting weight loss. And disengaging from our frenetic, ranting minds and discovering the realm of utter contentment, peace and power.
It's also about untangling envy, comparative judgment, self-hatred -- and so many other little and big things.
You can preorder it now: https://geneenroth.wpengine.com/this-messy-magnificent-life/
I hope you love it!
2. Also starting this fall, we shared a series of quotes from THIS MESSY MAGNIFICENT LIFE with you, including this powerful statement:
1. And, of course, an initiative I feel is especially emblematic of this year of women’s voices (did you hear “feminism” is Merriam-Webster Dictionary’s Word of the Year -- and rightfully so), The Red String Project. I shared a series of posts starting with a video describing the meaning behind the act of claiming personal space and stepping into your power. May “Fearless Girl” wrapped in her very own red string serve as a symbol and a source of inspiration for 2018.