Energize with Anne

10/12/2025

10/11/2025

Yesterday, I pressed publish on my first book.

It was October 10, 2025. World Mental Health Day.
A beautiful fall Friday here in the mountains.
The kind of day that felt soft and meaningful.
The kind of day where the light hits just right and your whole body remembers how far you’ve come.

If you’ve followed any part of this journey, you know there’s been a lot of waiting.
Waiting for edits. Waiting for clarity. Waiting for the right time.
Waiting to feel ready.
Spoiler alert: I never really did.

I’ve learned so much about the process, about patience, about myself.
I’ve given myself grace. Space. Compassion.
I’ve learned to love myself in a way that feels less like performance and more like presence.

There’s a part of me that wants to say, “I’m loving others better too,”
and while that’s true, it’s also old programming.
The version of me that used to believe I had to earn my worth,
earn my place on this planet,
earn the oxygen I breathe.

But not today.

Today, I stand here fully human.
With all of it.
The trauma. The joy. The laughter. The grief.
And I thank every version of me that made this book possible.

Writing this first book has been a dream come true.
And while it’s not quite ready to share with the world yet, we’re still waiting on one final green light, it’s coming.
Any day now.

If you asked to be notified early, you’ll get an email soon.
There might be a post.
I’ll probably tell you I’m excited and scared.
Because I am.
It’s my story.
It’s my heart.

Some folks have already said, “Whoa, your book is thick.”
And yeah. I’ve lived a little. I’ve felt a lot.
And this,
this is just the beginning.

Live today like you mean it.
Like you remember who you are.
Because this moment, the one where you're waiting, doubting, hoping,
this is life moving forward.
This is your life.

Stay tuned. We’re so close.
If you haven’t signed up to be part of early access, there’s still time.
You can DM me or click the link in my bio to join the first readers.
And if you’ve ever waited for something that mattered, you already understand this part of the story. 🌀📖

10/11/2025

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10/10/2025

I recall a day many years ago when I was running late to an important meeting.

I was in a coffee shop, and the woman ahead of me was taking what felt like forever. She fumbled with her wallet, dropped a few coins, and apologized three times as the line grew behind us. I felt my jaw tighten and the panic of not making a good impression on the person I was meeting.

“I’m so sorry,” she said again, her hands shaking as she tried to count her money. The barista almost rolled their eyes and shook their head as the queue built up. They, too, seemed flustered by the rush of customers. There was something in her reaction that showed me she was battling something that was eating her up inside, fuelled by the embarrassment she felt in that moment.

Something in me softened. I noticed her red-rimmed eyes and the way she gripped the counter as if it were the only thing holding her up. I didn’t know her story. Maybe she’d just lost her home, or maybe she’d sat beside a hospital bed all night. Maybe she was barely hanging on to a thread I couldn’t see.

“My treat,” I heard myself say. I even added, “Get whatever you need.” I was still a student at the time, swimming in the debt of my overdraft, but that detail felt irrelevant at the time.

She turned, and I saw her face crack, just slightly, like the way dams crack before they break. After a moment of hesitation, her final words before she left were, “Thank you again. Not just for the coffee.”

I was still late to my meeting, but my world didn’t come to an end. Instead, I couldn’t help but think about how invisible her pain had been until it wasn’t. How we’re all walking around with stories no one can see. Maybe kindness isn’t about fixing anything, but about making space. Room to breathe. Permission to be human on the days when that’s the hardest thing to do. We’re all just trying to make it through the line.

10/08/2025

While we wait to begin the stealth launch, my early window before the public release, here’s a glimpse inside The Edge of Enough.

This passage, Choosing Your Path, reminds us that both change and staying the same are hard, but only one leads to freedom.

If you would like early access, you can sign up at energizewithanne.com or message me directly.

Some moments are quiet but powerful. This one feels like that.

Thank you to everyone who has walked beside me and supported this book’s becoming.