I cannot make this site and the workbooks appeal to all people. 

I had to accept that no matter what I did, some of you won’t stop scrolling long enough to take a breath, let alone read this homepage or fully engage with what Sharon and I created.

In the beginning of all this, before Sharon and I married, I tried to soften my demeanor and approach. I tried to emotionally tip-toe. I tried to do what others told me to do; don’t offend, confront, irritate, put-off or otherwise prevent people from getting to the “buy button. ”
 
The “funnel.”

Fuck a funnel and that “trickery” bullshit.

We aren't "life coaches" with a certification from a weekend seminar. We are two people who have been through shit. From My suicide attempt in 1994 while I was in the army, to Sharon's two simultaneous cancers (stage 3 cervical and thyroid cancers at the same damn time) and other health challenges, childhood trauma, and just a bunch other shit that I'm not going to "list" right here, but through it all, we came out the other side still standing—together.

We wrote these workbooks because we wanted something that spoke to us in ways that didn't revolve around "mystical" language, methods that required a belief in things "out there" and more, we just wanted plain-ass talk that didn't generally insult our intelligence.

That's what this is.

But the deeper truth is, Some of you have no idea who Sharon and I are, let alone what we do. Some of you won’t give a shit, or don’t give a shit, and just want to get on with it and see if what we offer is worth your time and energy. 

SO there's no real reason to trust a damn thing that we say or share.

Still others of you just want tangible “proof.”

That’s fine.

That’s life.

But here it is.

Look, Sharon and I are not here to 'fix' you, and we're sure as shit not here to 'save' you. so If you’re looking for gurus to hand you a magic pill that makes the pain stop, or the relationship better, then you’re in the wrong place.

We don't have that.

What we have is a process that we used to stop our own emotional houses from burning down to the ground when shit went sideways. we share with you what we went through, how we got through it, how we nurture ourselves and one another on a day-to-day basis in such a way as to spend more time happy than feeling fucked-up.
 
That’s life.
 
but if you’re in a “hurry” to get away from something (whatever it might be) or get to something quick and fast, yeah, sorry, that’s not likely going to happen here.

One of the fucking problems with fear, desperation and panic, masquerading as intensity, is that our logical approach to things is somehow above the noise of fear, desperation and panic—it’s a mask many times that hides, even from ourselves, the underlying reasons of our “hurry”.

Being in a “hurry” is a part of the problem. 

When we’re in a hurry, we all miss important shit and find ourselves having to go back and do things, all over again anyway.

you likely know the loop.

And this is the part that really fucked with my head in ways that I didn’t think I was prepared to accept. What Sharon and I finally understood about all of this living “thing."

We just don’t ever seem to know it while in the midst of the shit we’re dealing with.

there are times when we simply must slow the fuck down.

literally.

I want you to think of something that you find relatively easy to do now, that at one time, may have been a challenge. I don’t care what that thing is, but have it clearly in your mind.

For example, maybe you're a chef or a musician, a professional truck driver, doctor or nurse, teacher or whatever it is that you had put real time and energy into learning, can you recall what it was like when you first started out? Can you remember?

truly remember?

getting to your current level of confidence did not happen overnight.

Right?

Think about the hours and hours and hours of practice, and time, and energy, and the occasional frustrations, and even moments where you might have thought that you would never, ever be the person that you dreamed of being when you started out.

What it took to become proficient, and then finally, in due time, mastering your skills is something you own because there was no one that could do it for you; you had to do it all on your own. no matter how much assistance there may or may not have been, in the end, you were the only one that could do the work for you.

And for most of us, we came to realize that to truly master our skillset, there are no real shortcuts.

It took time.
 
It took energy.
 
It took consistency.
 
It took getting beyond whatever obstacles and challenges, doubts and frustrations that came along with learning to finally get to where you wanted to be.

It took accepting that, in some ways, it was about learning a whole new skill and way of relating to ourselves that you may not have even known you had.

That’s what this process is like.
 
This process of getting to the life and love that you say that you want.

It will take time.
 
It will take energy.
 
It will take consistency.

But more than anything else, it will take a level of honesty with self that many of us either don’t know we have, or if we do know it, for whatever reason, we try and avoid with all we are.

And to be blunt, if any of this doesn’t resonate with you, as much as I can relate, as I was once there, I can tell you now, with my whole being, that there are no shortcuts.

To get to know you in the way that changes your life, truly, there are no shortcuts.

Sharon and I have intentionally built something that requires linear progression and as a result, you need to start with the first part.

We didn’t do this to be cute, we did it because that’s what life required of us. 

First was Sharon’s cancer diagnosis’s (Stage 3 Cervical and Thyroid cancers—at the same fucking time), then came the biopsies, then more in depth planning, then the chemo and radiation, the ten surgeries (as the husband, these appointments and surgeries all seemed to blur into one long, painful series of "I feel helpless," but that's truth. That's loving and living).

That’s order. That’s not random.

That’s what life demanded.

So despite the fact that it may seem frustrating to have to slow down and follow a path not of your own making, sit with this and trust that we’re not blowing smoke up your ass.

This is lived.

For some of you, this may still seem like bullshit, or that we’re trying to set you up for something. 

But that’s not it. 

It really has to do with the fact that most everything worthwhile in our lives requires a degree of organization as opposed to just random-ass shit handed to you willy-nilly.

The first step is to get The Single Sh*t and Relationship Ruckus.

To give you an idea of what’s in it, here’s a link to the sample pages.

If that resonates with you, cool, keep going.

If not, no harm, no foul, you can get on with your life.

By the way, for the samples of any of our work, you don’t have to give us a damn thing. No name, no email—nothing.

[SAMPLE PAGES HERE] (and no, still don’t need an email)