After spending a week at a conference in Denver that felt like Burning Man meets business for women, I came back changed—sequins, leopard print, monk robes, and all. I went in stretched to my limits, from packing last-minute Amazon deliveries and experimenting with blue mascara, to walking into rooms alone where I’d never felt so out of place—or so alive. Every outfit became a new initiation. What started as discomfort turned into expansion. I realized that how we show up—from hair to heels—s...
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After spending a week at a conference in Denver that felt like Burning Man meets business for women, I came back changed—sequins, leopard print, monk robes, and all. I went in stretched to my limits, from packing last-minute Amazon deliveries and experimenting with blue mascara, to walking into rooms alone where I’d never felt so out of place—or so alive. Every outfit became a new initiation. What started as discomfort turned into expansion. I realized that how we show up—from hair to heels—s...
Are you ready for more? Join the Stay True Movement’s Live Event happening October 28th & 29th! Learn more here: https://staytruemovement.com/live-event-2025-page —----------------------- Odyssey of a Healer with Emily Koska I brought Emily Koska on because from the minute we met (yes, I slam-hugged her at Impact Collective), I knew she was a flag-carrier. Emily’s path is anything but linear—CNA to burned-out nurse, a decade as a wedding photographer, back to NP school, then i...
The Stay True Podcast with Dr. Tiffany Johnson
After spending a week at a conference in Denver that felt like Burning Man meets business for women, I came back changed—sequins, leopard print, monk robes, and all. I went in stretched to my limits, from packing last-minute Amazon deliveries and experimenting with blue mascara, to walking into rooms alone where I’d never felt so out of place—or so alive. Every outfit became a new initiation. What started as discomfort turned into expansion. I realized that how we show up—from hair to heels—s...
