wow, thank you 🙏🏼

what happened after last week’s email ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌  I’m still digesting the inbox full of replies to [last week’s email](. My subscribers sent me over a hundred of them within hours of sending it. Wow. I can’t even respond to them all without making it my full-time job, but I will certainly try. Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you times infinity and beyond. A lot of you shared your own stories of personal struggle and spoiler: everyone is going through a lot. People who’d been through divorce, let employees go or dismantled their lives and businesses in some way all assured me that I would be okay, no matter how lost I feel in my grief. "The seeds that were sown there are at the heart of all the best things in my life today," one subscriber said of leaving her husband and her church. That made me cry hot tears all over my keyboard. One subscriber sent me her phone number, in case I needed to talk. Another offered to make me a Shirley Temple. Another subscriber ended her email saying, "I’ll row the boat with you." A SAAS business owner who lives near me (and took [Email Stars]( this summer) offered to make me dinner. "My hubs is an amazing cook!" she said. I said yes. Those emails got me thinking… Are we ever *really* rowing the boat alone, or does it only *feel* that way sometimes? → My bestie has been sitting in the bow of my boat this whole time, bailing out water and making sure I don’t drown. She is the reason my body did not disappear completely from lack of nourishment. She chased me down when I ignored her texts and calls, usually with a plate of something. She is the reason I signed up to learn sprint canoe. → My OBM Sandra has not taken her hand off the wheel since the day I told her "I’m leaving my husband and P.S. I need four weeks off." (I guess rowboats don’t have steering wheels, but you get it.) She kept my team on track with our promotional plans, program updates and delivery, listened to dozens of my bad ideas and gently kept us headed toward our company goals while monitoring every single transaction that went through our many bank accounts. → My assistant ran defense on my inbox like it was the fourth quarter of the Superbowl (aaaand we’ve officially crossed into mixed-metaphor territory now.) She even got mad at my husband for me on the days when I didn’t have any energy left for anger. This isn’t true for everyone, but I wonder how many of us just need to lift our heads from the muck for a second and observe the love and support that is available to us. That turned out to be true for me, anyway. Thank you for your emails, with all my heart. 🙏🏼 I read them at my desk. I read them in bed. I read them in the bathtub. I saved a few to read to my bestie. I flicked through them on my porch smoking a hand-rolled herbal blend with a pinch of tobacco. (P.S. I still smoke.) I want you to know that I am still in this with you. As a person who has been successful in business and benefited enormously from the fruits of capitalism, I believe it is my obligation to work toward healing the underlying systemic issues and social inequalities that allow people like me to easily become successful, while others have to work ten times harder (or more). WE NEED ALL HANDS ON DECK FOR THIS WORK. We need online business owners, course creators and coaches to stop making promises they can’t keep, and figure out which ones they can. We need corporate leaders to examine their HR practices to ensure that their non-male, non-white employees (including those who’ve given birth) are rising in the ranks at the same rate as their white male counterparts. We need transgendered and non-binary folks to show us what it means to live in integrity with our bodies, to model what inclusion really looks like, starting with our own exiled parts. I could go on, and I will. I am not done with this industry. I am not done with sales funnels. (I mapped one in Funnelytics for a client today and remembered how much I love it.) I still believe that online business holds tremendous possibility for traditionally underserved and marginalized communities for whom it would be infinitely more out-of-reach to open, say, a franchise or brick-and-mortar shop. There is still a lot of work to do. I am watching with my mouth agape as my peers, clients, and customers begin to speak out (often quite loudly) about predatory business practices that they are no longer willing to tolerate. If that’s you, please know that you have my support. Right now I have the enormous privilege of being able to rest for a moment, so I’m exercising that privilege. But there is a sea of change coming and we will all need to row the boat together if we are going to create real and lasting change. Ready the oars, {NAME}. There’s work to be done. With love, Tarzan P.S. Rest in power, Baxter. Your dog-mama misses you. P.P.S. I wrote this email mostly in my head while smoking an herbal blend on my porch and sipping a can of Niagara Cider, which is the best cider there is, btw. If you live locally, I recommend you [buy some](. My commission will be the smile on your face when you take your first sip. Want to access your fave emails on the go? 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