PART TWO.

Now it’s your turn.

Let’s rewrite your story-script so you too can experience the magic of playing on the stage of your life.

But first, to do that, you need to realize something profound . . . 

You’ve Been Living Someone Else’s Script 

Let’s get real for a second.

Most of us… weren’t taught to create our lives.

We were taught to follow a leader—many leaders who handed us storylines. Parts to play. 

Taught to smile, suck it up, Buttercup and parrot the given lines until they become almost real.

Maybe your story sounded like:

“Don’t rock the boat.”
“Don’t make too much noise.”
“Don’t ask for too much.”

or

“This is just how life is.”
“It’s too late for that.”
“Don’t be so selfish.”

or

“Be a good girl (or boy).”
“Don’t outshine anyone — it’s not polite.”
“Winning means someone else loses.”

Sound familiar?

Those roles—helper, fixer, peacemaker, overachiever, invisible one—
You didn’t audition for them.

But you played them perfectly anyway.
Because it was expected.
Because there was a reward. 

A sense of belonging, a path to being liked, loved even. 

So you got real good at them, you forgot they were roles. 

Maybe you even stopped trying to remember and bring to the surface that real powerful, authentic, aligned you. 

And now here you are. 

Midlife, maybe.

Creative, intuitive, powerful—feeling stifled. Lost. 

Worn out from a script you never even wrote.

Just know this. 

I see you.

And I want to say something—lovingly, but clearly—You were not born to be a background player in your own story.

You were not made to play the same tired role that others created for you, until your final curtain call.

And something in you knows that. Deeply. 

And has led you here to this moment.
To me.

Because I get you.  

You are not just the actor on this stage called life.

You are not here to play this part or that part and people-please your way into another’s heart. 

You are meant for more. 

To wake up and step into the spotlight of your life. 

A journey that doesn’t mean you have to blaze bright, be loud, stand full frontal out. 

I am not that way in any shape or form. 

Being center stage in your life means being comfortable being you.

Being you, no more acting, lying, pretending and just getting by. 

The Reframe.

So who are you?

When you know this soul deep you can easily decide the next scene.

Know which characters to cut with love. 

Know instinctively just how the story unfolds even when you can’t see the “the end” moment. 

You trust the journey.

You stop pushing on the pull door of life. 

You glide across your stage, in your very own spotlight—magnetic, confident, full-stop you. 

As you decide how your story unfolds—day by day, scene by scene, act by act. 

And here’s the sweet spot. 

Your new script doesn’t need to be perfect. In fact, it won’t be. It will forever be a work in progress . . . 

The key is simply this—it just needs to finally be yours.

Because here’s the secret:

You are wildly capable of rewriting your story. No matter what your age. 

All you need is the right pen.
your pen. 

And a guide to light the way. 

Allow me to be that guide, your guide, for the next few delicious moments.

Because that script you're currently living, maybe even clinging to . . .  it’s not yours. 

It’s a patchwork quilt of moments.

A compilation of lines uttered, scenes played out, moments scripted that you filled to perfection or rebelled against in reaction.

A line from your mother.
A scene from a teacher.
A mood from a moment that shaped you.
A whisper from someone who hurt you.
A loud echo from someone who loved you but didn’t know better.

It’s a script-stitched together from survival.

From wanting to belong.
From doing what you thought was right—or at least, safe.

And let me tell you . . .
Living that script?

It’s like wearing several layers of someone else’s clothes. 

Bulky and not a good fit. 

It might have afforded you security—because that was oh-so important to your parents, your teachers, to you . . . 

Maybe even took you away from your creative nature—because being creative may mean being dead broke in someone else’s monologue.

Some of my scripts whispered, “Tone it down, Jill.” and “It’s better to be seen and not heard.”

Mine was a stage where I was the wallflower.

Never ever speaking out of turn. 

Never singing too loudly, though my soul burned to belt ballads and weep into lyrics.

Until I was alone, riding, rebelling in my very own set of wheels at sixteen. 

In that car, my voice was loud, heard only by me, my own. 

Good or bad, off key or on, no one watching, no need to hide, fear judgement, look good or bad, or be too loud to another. 

For the first time, I wasn’t auditioning for my own story, hoping to make it, to please, to be good enough—I was simply being.

Fast forward to me in my twenties . . . surrounded by family at a dinner table, music playing in the background.

And without thinking,  I started singing along to “You’re So Vain” at full volume.

Unfiltered. Unapologetic.

And everyone turned—all eyes (uncomfortably) on me. 

Staring not in judgment, but in surprise.

Because the girl who always played life small, quiet, safe was suddenly loud.

Alive. 

And singing—holy shit—well. 

I had broken my given, adopted, familiar script.
Just for a beat.

How much people really didn’t know me.
How I didn’t let them know the real me.
Mostly because she was a stranger even to me. 

Other scripts told me to “be a good girl” but also “to hide my light, not shine too bright.”

To not win, do good, be great because maybe I’d “take” from another. 

And how these scripts, stories adopted by others, held me back, off center stage, just out of the spotlight for decades. 

The truth is . . .

Many of us have been conditioned to shrink.

To please.
To perform.
To live inside a script that keeps us quiet, pretty, and predictable.

But your story was never meant to be that small.

And your voice was never meant to be just a whisper.

Let’s flip the damn script — this time for real.

And this time, you’re not just in the scene . . . this time it’s flipping the whole damn thing. 

The script that is YOUR life.

You’re holding the pen.
You’re calling the scene-shots.

What if you take center stage in your life starting now? 

What if you step into the spotlight? 

What if you claim a new story-script?

One you begin to purple pen—today. 

So here’s what I want to offer you now . . .

You’ve been playing a role.
Following a script.
Reading from pages you never wrote.

Learning to pretend that the words you utter aren’t a lie even as your soul has slowly shriveled up and begun to die. 

What if you could choose differently?

Starting now, today, you can choose a new path. 

With awareness, you can reclaim your story. 

A stage that calls to you to be the writer. 

Where every word is yours to choose.

Where all the roles are yours to fill in this production that is your life. 

From director where you control the pacing, the plot, the vibe—to casting. 

You get to decide who stays in supporting roles, and who doesn’t. 

Because, guess what? 

This is your show! Your life. 

And yes, you are the star—the magnetic center of your life’s narrative.

And while that might scare you or make you wiggle in delight, just know whatever you feel as you hear these words is your calling to rise and shine. 

It’s your stage now.

It doesn’t own you.
You own it.

You get to play the role you’ve secretly imagined but never dared step into. 

You get to write your life scenes from this moment on. 

And you get to cast those supporting roles, direct those scenes—not to perfection—but to alignment. 

Because living aligned to the true you—that’s living fully, boldly, joyfully as you. 

And there’s nothing better. 

That’s what we’re here to do today.

Not just “shift your mindset.”
Not just “do the inner work.”

We’re here to flip the script—with power, precision, and a purple pen full of joy.

Because your story is one you can JOYfully ReWrite at any moment in time. 

The rewrite that speaks when no one else is around. 

The Inner Narrator.
Revealing the First Story Script

First, it’s time to get real and REVEAL a story that lives within you, that guides your every step. 

Perhaps a story you already know doesn’t serve you and the spotlight you want to one day soon step boldly into. 

If you’re racking your brain trying to come up with one, I want you to press pause. 

Close your eyes. Take in a deep breath and hold it.

Now, hand to heart, exhale to the count of 3, 2, 1. 

Keeping your hand to your heart, inhale again and consider the thoughts that flow through your mind when you look in the mirror each morning, when you brush your teeth. 

Is your inner dialogue kind? 

Or are you busy pointing out all your flaws? 

If it’s the latter, who taught you to do that? 

I once looked into the mirror daily and saw a woman I hated staring back at me. 

Who stares back at you? 

If that’s the script you want to flip, you can take a beat and write down what it is you say to yourself on repeat as you brush your teeth. 

You can jot down all the flaws you search for and see in your reflection day in and day out. 

You can consider who was the first to tell you the story of lack, of not good enough, not pretty enough, never enough.

Jot it down.

Or simply allow the thoughts to come in—as you hold your hand to your heart and breathe in and . . . out. 

And if you look into your reflection and feel love—real, bone-deep love— celebrate that with a wide smile. 

That’s a script perhaps you’ve already rewritten or never needed to. And that’s beautiful. Delicious. 

So, let’s go deeper.

Maybe one from your school days. 

Were you teased? Bullied? Called a name or two? 

Were you told you weren’t good in math, like me? 

Find that moment in time, from school days gone by or something more recent perhaps in the workplace, and write out the script handed to you. 

Or simply sink into it as you listen to my voice. 

Mine happened when a teacher told my mother, in front of me, “Jill’s not good in math.” 

Thinking my mother, whose hand I held, would stand up for me, I waited not giving the conversation much thought. 

Then she said words that echoed and stuck within the inner mental walls of me with the force of super glue. 

“I know. Jill’s not good in math.”

In that moment, I looked at my parental figure and adopted her shared belief with that teacher. 

A teacher who perhaps only wanted to help but instead drew a line in the sand of me. 

And that line developed a script, a belief in me that if they don’t believe in me how can I possibly believe in myself. 

And so therefore, for nearly two decades, I proved that storyline right. 

I was not good in math. 

A story not of my creation but one I adopted as mine just the same. 

A script I managed to flip years later completely by accident. 

ReWriting That Script

At this moment, you can play full out with me by choosing a script of your own that you know doesn’t serve you. 

It can be something small or it can be rather monstrous—that thing that sits on your chest like a heavy brick, making it harder and harder to breathe. 

Maybe the reason you’re watching this, resonating with me at this very moment, is because deep down you know a rewrite is long overdue. 

See, there comes a moment in life—often in that messy middle—where we can no longer tolerate the stories we’ve adopted and lived from for years, decades, a lifetime. 

We can no longer pretend everything is fine. 

We can no longer trick ourselves into believing all will be fine. 

Not when there is this inner scream bubbling to the surface of you begging, no demanding, to be let out.

And while my math script is not that scream, it was a defining moment in my story of not good enough, not smart enough, not enough. 

A tale that plagued me in different ways all the way to my messy middle life. 

A script that made it near impossible to celebrate any wins or achievements I created for myself. 

A script that had me hiding my light at all costs . . . even professionally, by becoming a ghostwriter. 

Stories shape our every move. 

So if you’re ready to create new movement—your way—this is the path. 

Flipping the Script—The ReWrite

I was just a small girl, maybe five or six when my teacher uttered those words that crushed me. 

Words that stole my breath and robbed me of something empowering when my bio-mom repeated them. 

See I made an agreement, a choice as a child to accept those words. To accept that script as my own. 

Maybe you can relate . . . 

Throughout school I all but failed math. 

I struggled with fractions and learned that if I simply smiled and nodded when my Dad brought out the measuring cups, he'd stop trying to explain what the heck a quarter, an eighth, a sixteenth was and assume that finally I’d gotten it. 

But, of course, I hadn’t. 

I simply wanted an out—a way to return to my bedroom and the current book I was lost in. 

It wasn’t until my freshman year of college that this story—Jill’s bad at math—changed. 

I was in the very back of a large college algebra class—hiding. A space so large that the monotone professor was using a projector screen to share notes and work. 

As he wrote a problem on his “board” and started to talk, I copied and began the steps to try and solve it simply out of boredom. 

I circled my answer and just seconds later, to my shock, the professor circled the very same number. 

The girl beside me also saw and told the guy beside her, “Hey, she got it right. She’s smart and good in math.” 

Or something like that to which I hemmed in hawed as my insides churned with both fear and delight.

But when another problem went up, I found myself turning to a fresh page, writing it down and—bam!

Solved. Correct. I could do math. 

That moment, in that class, so far from the “board” I had to squint, the story of “Jill’s bad at math” started a rewrite. 

Which shook the ground under so many other, related stories. 

Which led to questions firing in my mind with lightning force. 

What if I am good enough?

What if I am smart? 

What if I can do math? 

What if . . ?

While you may not have an experience in this moment like my math moment here, that’s not the takeaway. 

The takeaway is the opening I experienced—those “what if” moments. 

So right now, I’d ask you to jot down “what if . . ?” on a blank page. 

And list out seven new what if statements that are the opposite of your current limiting script. 

Here are a few of mine to get you started . . . 

What if I believe in myself? 

What if I stopped listening to what people, even those close to me, say about me? 

What if I don’t have to automatically receive what another person says to me, about me?

Take in a deep breath and start to ReWrite with your version of “What if” statements. 

No overthinking. No judgement. Just pen to paper, fingers to keys—go. 

Invitation

If those “what if” statements cracked something open—

If even one of them makes
your chest rise with more ease,
your breathing feel lighter,
stirs something within you—
then I want to invite you into the deeper rewrite.

This is the moment where you don’t just flip a single script —
you reclaim your truth.

You ReWrite your identity.

And rehearse new stories that shape your voice, your presence, your very being and impact everything in your life. 

With me as your guide. 

If you’re ready to flip your script for good . . .

To remember that you are the writer, director, casting agent, and actor in your life.

To finally, fully step onto the stage of your life, as the real you—then this invitation is specifically for you. 

I open my calendar monthly for a few complimentary, no-obligation JOYful ReWrite Clarity calls. 

If you currently see a button to “Book A Call” with me, you’re in luck! One of those spots is magically waiting for you and your JOYful ReWrite. 

This call is most suited to the individual who is

Ready to usher in her new identity. 
Ready to shed the stories holding her back. 
Ready to finally be herself. 

If you’d like to take advantage of this invitation, simply click on the link, book your free call and complete the accompanying application in as much detail as you like. 

During our JOYful ReWrite Call I’d love to get to know you more, understand your blocks and celebrate your goals. 

We’ll dive into ReWriting one of those blocks so you walk away supported with a new empowering story in place—one that will feel light, JOYful, abundant even. 

And that may be all you need or if you want to go deeper and work together to JOYfully ReWrite more stories—that’s possible too. 

I’ll walk you through the different options and invite you inside the one that feels like the best fit.

Real Rewrites.

And then you can be like my girl Beverly who went from recently divorced, depressed and deeply wounded to restored, rejuvenated and radically living her life, her way in Costa Rica and other exotic locations. 

Or like Marina who, after JOYfully ReWriting her self-worth stories attracted a new opportunity with a six-figure salary increase and a new man who loves her just as she is.

Or like Deb who was in the messy middle with kids suddenly gone, wondering if this was all that’s left in her life, to JOYfully writing books and now publishing five titles! And making money with her stories. 

So if you want to JOYfully ReWrite your story and Flip the Script on your life, let’s connect for a Flip The Script Clarity ReWrite Call.

On this call will actually dive into what story is currently holding you hostage and flip it for more JOY, more alignment, more YOU to come through.

If that sounds delicious, click the link below and reserve time on my limited calendar right now. 

I can’t wait to sit down, legs curled up, cup of tea at the ready and get to know you. 

Just pick a time below then fill out the questionnaire so I can learn more about you, your dreams, your goals, and your desires. 

I look forward to chatting with you and guiding you to JOYfully Flip the Script and begin ReWriting that story.

Are you ready to Flip the Script—with power, precision, and a purple pen full of joy?

Book your call now.

Let’s flip the script together with you holding the pen.