Do you know our birth story? It’s a miraculous one.
Birthed on March 13, 2019, with scrambled eggs, champagne, + thousands of butterflies
Three years ago, I’d never started a brand new company before. I had NO IDEA when exactly it should be birthed. I was clueless about how I should start a company from scratch. We didn’t have a business plan, financial model, vision and values statements, Board of Directors, suite of offerings, or really anything that the ol’ white Boomer men write about in all the business books.
All I had was a vision of Warrior Women living and leading with wholeness.
That’s until my then 9-year-old daughter decided to do her school’s current events speech during Women’s History Month on International Women’s Day.
If you don’t know my girl, she’s so much like her momma, though I didn’t bear her in my body. She’s strong and sassy, tender and sensitive, opinionated and unsure of herself, powerful and vulnerable. Addise is my prophetess in so many ways. God regularly uses her voice in my life and leadership.
Her speech’s final sentence was this:
WOMEN’S HISTORY MONTH IS IMPORTANT BECAUSE WOMEN ARE STRONG AND POWERFUL AND HAVE CHANGED THE WORLD.
Cue all the tears.
My daughter showed me NOW was time to birth this company. Ezer & Co. needed to be birthed in the stream of other Warrior Women who’ve gone before us—shattering ceilings, breaking down walls, staying the course in opposition, standing in solidarity with each other, holding each other’s babies so they could do it all, fighting against the barriers created to hold them back.
Ezer & Co. needed to be birthed in the middle of the greater story we’re continuing today.
On March 13th, my attorney-friend, Lady Di and I celebrated Ezer & Co.’s legal birth with scrambled eggs and champagne toasts at 9am. That was also the day the painted ladies butterfly migration was at her peak. Millions of butterflies flew through Orange County in only a few days.
It felt like a smile and blessing from the God of the Universe. Since my days of infertility nearly 15 years ago, God’s continually reminded me of the process of becoming a butterfly. It’s ugly. It’s dark, painful, utterly crushing, and totally transformative. The old is made into something new and when the breakthrough happens, there is freedom and flying.
I DON’T LIKE PARTS OF THE TRANSFORMATION PROCESS, BUT I’M COMMITTED TO FREEDOM AND FLYING.
SINCE YOU’RE HERE, I SUSPECT YOU ARE, TOO.
Sipping champagne at 9 am, watching the butterflies fill the sky on their journey toward freedom, tears fell as I imagined you and me and all we are yet to become.
Three years later, we’re still here and we’re just getting started. The best is yet to come…
I asked my daughter if she’d share a birthday blessing for us.
Your heart may explode in the next 1 minute and 17 seconds.
My girl is leading the way…