The Armet in me is pretty extreme/ borderline unbelievable when it comes to storytelling... hence why I don’t share my stories.
I want to be relatable.
Then a talented body worker read my Human Design and gave me permission to share my story:
My thoughts on that: I’ve got a lot to share, and nothing to prove… nothing to prove, but life experience.
I challenged our community this week to stretch ourselves around storytelling, and I wouldn’t be doing you justice unless I followed my own advice.
So here goes— please humor the name-dropping, and mostly, please respect my vulnerable moments:
I had two heavy bookshelves fall on me as a toddler, one in Milford and one down the Cape. My fault completely; I would climb furniture.
I was graced by the presence of the best babysitter on Cuttyhunk Island: Jackie Kennedy Onassis. I remember the sandwiches and sunglasses vividly.
I did a live broadcast for “World News Tonight with Peter Jennings” at the ripe age of 8. I’ve got it in the archive if you ever want to see.
I raised my hand in school for the first time at the age of 9. It took great bravery and courage to use my voice.
I won 5/6 of the Medway High School academic awards, year after year, and people got pissed.
I received some pennies at my locker. I picked them up. I later understood the social gravity.
I watched the Red Sox win the World Series in 2004 and heard my grandmother cheer with delight.
I moved to NYC at the age of 17, and I got a shock to the system. Violation after violation.
I became a certified Reiki practitioner and personal trainer to heal people... while also healing myself.
I had my face plastered over Times Square, in addition to national ABC television. with soda cans in my hair.
I was invited backstage to hang out with the Backstreet Boys, and all I did was smile.
I served Meryl Streep, Robert DiNero, Matt Damon, Nas... Harvey Weinstein too, but that’s for another day.
I was high on Valium in bed post wisdom teeth extraction when Aaron Hernandez got arrested in the town next door.
I met my childhood icon E Jean Carroll, and she trusted me enough to give me the operational reigns of her business.
I filmed two reality tv shows with primetime networks that never went to air. Not my time to shine.
I hung out on the 26th Floor of Trump Tower one afternoon in 2015 and learned one of life’s greatest lessons: loyalty.
I was compared to Lady Gaga by the cast of Chicago Fire. Apparently, they knew her personally.
I met Ryan Gosling’s dog George... and Ryan too. Played it cool, I promise.
I received impromptu business advice from Sarah Blakely herself. “Keep going with your entrepreneurship.”
I got a warm welcome from 50 Cent once: “How you doing?”... and this is in the same room as the We The Best people! I felt special, just saying.
I voted for Hillary Rodham Clinton. And I got violated that night by a doorman in a luxury UES building.
I hugged Paul Pierce the day before #34 went up to the rafters and thanked him. Wow, that happened.
I channeled the spirit of political hero, John McCain, in the middle of a Thai restaurant in LA. Take it or leave it.
Even better stories:
I celebrated the birth of my nephew Eli during a beautiful Syracuse snowfall. One of the best nights of my life.
I had the honor to be a bridesmaid in two of my best friends’ wedding with a globally-represented bridal party. I got to do a speech too.
I launched my Higher Playbook LLC and trademarked the name with no one’s approval but my own and the USPTO.
I raised by hand in front of a room of 150 fascinating people and shared my darkest secret. Freed.
The stories tally up. I could tell stories all day, but I prefer to get to the heart of what matters most: meaningful connection.
Stories are simply hooks to get people interested in “Who I am?”, and I know not to lead with just my stories because I want to attract people for more than small talk.
I want to go deep and hear your stories.
SHARE A GOOD ONE: Tell an anecdote and why it stands out for you… Entertain us!