Authenticity, transparency, and white-knuckled vulnerability are hard to come by these days. However, anything less simply does not resonate with those of us who are truly seeking the courage to break free from our feelings of inadequacy and all that tethers us to a lesser or smaller version of ourselves.
Through her refreshing honesty and generous amounts of humor, Holly encourages and equips others to embrace their purpose and find joy in every moment… even the impossible ones.
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Holly Chamberlain is an advocate, speaker, and blogger. She is the founder of the aMasongrace project, a community organization for suicide prevention. Her widely-read blog It’s Just Me chronicles her journey of surviving suicide loss.
Join Holly here in her latest endeavor, Totally Enough, as she now focuses her energy on empowering and encouraging women.
These are the operating principles that fuel the ever-evolving Totally Enough movement that is empowering women to accept themselves as they are and believe in their intrinsic value. It is an expansion of the aMasongrace project, Holly Chamberlain’s five-year, transformational journey that brought us these resounding truths: moments pass, please stay, you matter.
Totally Enough is confirmation that, even if nothing changes, we are good enough. We can live this life. We can do the things. We can find joy in the moments and just be…
We have enough! We do enough! We ARE enough!
Totally Enough confronts the mindset that we are all competing against one another— that someone else’s measure of success means that the rest of us are somehow diminished. It rejects the notion that our value is tied to our appearance or activity or net worth.
Totally Enough is designed to empower women to courageously take their place and own their space without asking for permission. It offers freedom for women to stop gauging their worth by the ever-changing opinions of others. It encourages the telling of stories and the revealing of struggles and the exposing of truths— even when our voices shake and our knees tremble and our confidence wanes.
You are enough.
Totally enough.
Let’s allow the truth of this message to guide our next steps together.
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