Havi's bio (written by Naomi, marketing whore)
Who the hell is Havi Brooks?
Havi says I have to write a bio about her and I’m getting performance anxiety. What to do when you get anxiety over the written word? You dive right in with what Anne Lamott eloquently describes as a “shitty first draft”. If it’s good enough for Anne Lamott, it’s good enough for me, so here goes.
This one time? At band camp?
No, that’s not the way to start a bio. I’ll try again.
Havi Brooks is who I want to be when I grow up.
(And since the likelihood of me growing up any time soon is remote at best, her position as The Coolest Chick On Earth is secure.)
Havi teaches you to chill out. She teaches you how to be at peace with yourself.
She teaches you how to get on with your life, despite the shitty stuff that’s happened so far. I think she’s the only person on earth who understands that this whole “love yourself” stuff is a bit of a reach for most of us, so she teaches you how to like yourself in the meantime.
She’s good at:
• Talking you down from a crisis
• Encouraging without patronizing
• Getting you to stop procrastinating
• Understanding that stuff is really hard sometimes
• Helping you see the bigger picture
• Making money (Have you SEEN what she charges for coaching? And people PAY IT!)
• A bunch of wacky yoga stuff I won’t profess to understand
Bottom line.
After doing her Procrastination Dissolve-O-Matic, I wrote the following testimonial about Havi:
“Frankly, I will buy anything Havi Brooks sells, ever. She could write a guide to training ferrets and I'd eat it up, and feel bad because she's not charging more. In fact, I may send her money right now just because.”
I stand by that. If you don’t feel Havi rocks your world, I’ll give you your money back myself.* Basically, I love Havi and when she suggested we do this course I just about lost my shit.
* Actually, no. I won’t. If you don’t feel Havi rocks your world, you’re an idiot and you deserve to be poor.