I believe in re-introductions even more.
I believe in intros.
I love meeting people at a coffee shop. Kismet moments that mean nothing and everything.
I love seeing people you know at the airport and catching up, what are the actual odds of running into someone?
I love even more re-introductions as we all change….and then change again.
I love looking back at old photos to now in my own album for an intro of sorts.
And I love love love doing intros for other people to highlight their gifts and quirks.
So here I am, taking a moment to intro myself to you and perhaps even re-intro myself to myself.
Hi.
I am Jacki Carr. My pronouns are she/her/hers.
I am a Mother, Writer, Coach, Speaker, Visionary, Wife, Daughter, Grand-daughter, Sister, Sister-in-law, Friend, Acquaintance, a perhaps weird/loud Stranger, Aquarius (sun), Cancer (moon), Sagittarius (rising), Enneagram 3 (wing 4) and Manifesting Generator to name a few labels. Also a Book Nerd, and lover of RomComs + hater of scary movies.
We all have so many identities, labels, passions … It is fun to throw them out in a paragraph every so often to explore how dynamic I already am. Try it out and read how dynamic you already are.
If I were to run into you at the airport and we both arrived early (believe me I would be surprised, this rarely happens for me as I am often Home Alone-ing it and gate running) and we had time to grab a cuppa or glass of something fun, I would share:
Lately I am in deep curiosity of the vision I have for myself. I believe Chris (my partner/husband/woodworker/amazing Dad and huge heart) and I wrote a vision for our marriage and for our family life that has beautifully and on its own timeline beyond one I had written, come to fruition. And life continues to show up and we have chosen the path of birthing daughters to this Earth and well, now that we know them, our vision is yet again changing.
And I would share that I don't have clarity on the new vision just yet and remind myself and you that that is totally okay. Sometimes the vision shakes out in time.
Perhaps we would share about work in which I would stay on theme of staying curious. I have always wanted to write a book and I feel I am making strides to move the needle and get pen to proverbial paper - y’all know it will be typed out on a computer, not paper. And while I know social media is a beautiful tool for community and connection - I know there is more and I am seeking to create a community with abundance - both on a screen and off. While some days I consider burning the business down and posting a ‘going out of business’ sale to make space for the next version of my business, I don’t think I need to be that dramatic. But alas, we shall see.
And I would fill you in on the loss of my Grandmothers this year and how the grief rocked me and for moments there, I lost parts of myself and wasn’t sure they would return. I would note that some haven’t and share my belief that transformation through grief is not talked about enough (barely at all).
I know I would share recent books I have read in hopes that you would share your book list and we would take a few notes on our phone for our next visit to the local bookstore.
I imagine we would zoom out a bit and speak to the World right now in a post-pandemic time fighting against climate change, anti-racism as the key to honoring Black humanity and efforts to staying healthy with language like viral load and immunity circling the news and often. To name only a few of the anxieties creating stress responses right now in our time….
Then perhaps we could share about ways we heal, recover, regulate? Perhaps you go to therapy and share your favorite tool from last month and I speak to Wim Hoff and my nod to cold showers and breathe-work in the past years as a beautiful practice of presence and resilience.
Of course I would want to know more, tell me about your vision, your current status quo, your woes and celebrations. And then a loud speaker would announce a flight number and we would cheers to time passed, transitions and the future knowing there is more where that came from….