You just watched the class. Maybe you caught it live. Maybe you're watching it three weeks later at eleven at night with the house finally quiet. It doesn't matter. You're not late. The door is still open.
The Inheritance is the room where this stops being something you learned about and starts being something you actually do.
Once a month we get on a call together and you bring whatever is stuck. The number you can't say out loud. The price you keep discounting. The business you've been praying about for two years and still haven't started. We take it apart, live, together.
And in between? We're in the room. Breaking bread. Doing life. Iron sharpening iron, the way Proverbs said it was supposed to work.
A community of badass women who love God, who are done shrinking, and who want to change their own lives and everybody standing near them.
Let's go make some money. Let's go be the women who write the check for the table.