It all started with a sudden, painful break-up. Within a week, I packed up everything and moved in with a friend, transferring much of my stuff to storage. Next was the car crash. Everyone was fine, but my old Civic not so much. I had just received word that my long-term contract was not going to be renewed, so I had no idea how I would keep paying rent, never mind buy a car. I took these as signs that something needed to change.
I had been pretending everything was fine, but it wasn't. I was doing work I thought I had to do but didn't love, and tolerating relationships and roles where I felt unseen and unheard. Then my good friend Debbie (not my AVT co-founder) introduced me to a method of inviting positive change. We filled page after page of our new notebooks with lists of what we really, really, really wanted in various aspects of our lives in fine detail.