My first London book reading

Last night people crossed London in the crazy heat to sit in a basement to listen to me do my first ever London book reading and it was gorgeous. Just so, so, so gorgeous.

Not sure what else to say except that I’m sitting here in my dressing grown grinning to myself like a woman in love. Which I guess I am – I’m a woman in love with life, my family and my friends who arrived last night looking so gorgeous… (gorgeous seems to be the word of the day).

In the room were friends who gave me a home when I abandoned full time work in order to engage in full-time navel gazing, friends who did vision boards with me and road-tested sports cars, friends who helped me do spreadsheets when I was crying over bank statements, friends who ran across hot coals with me at Tony Robbins and friends who listened to me and coached me through months and months of book writing slog, which came with an extra dollop of depression just for added drama…

And there were other friends and family who couldn’t make it but without whom the book would not exist. ¬†Friends who talked sense to me when I was driving myself nuts with self-improvement, friends who reminded me that I didn’t need to be perfect to be loved, and family who spoke the truth in ways that only family can. And people in the room who I didn’t know but who laughed and asked brilliant questions and who felt like friends by the end.

So, there you go, I’m getting all Gwyneth again. Hashtag grateful. Ha. Sorry.

There’s just one issue; while talking to said friends with a microphone – a balance of power I quite liked – it didn’t occur to me to take any pictures of them, which I’m so annoyed about. But above is a picture of very smart and lovely Toni Jones who created Shelf Help Club and who interviewed me. Check out her site and Facebook, what she’s doing is great. She has real life and virtual book clubs discussing a different self-help book each month.

Ok, that’s all for now. How is everyone?



6 Responses

  1. Cisco Cervellera says:

    Growing up I’ve found the concept of “Normal” extremely stupid.
    Normal comes from the latin norma which means average!
    Why should we be average? Maybe because most of the people are average and, because they can not become exceptional, try to isolate who is better than them?
    So be it … I prefer to be isolated and be out of the average than fit in.

  2. SALLY says:

    Recommend you read The Power Of Now Eckhart Tolle and Loving what is by Byron Katie think you’ll enjoy them and then just be, youre lovely just the way you are, there is no normal x

  3. John clark says:

    Hi Marianne,

    You’re completely normal, we all feel a bit flaky every so often, it’s normal life.
    Every morning, look in a mirror & say to yourself ‘Come on girl, another day to beat the cr@p out of

  4. grainne says:

    I can’t wait to hear your TED talk Marianne Power x

  5. Thank you so much for this Marianne P!

    As always your interpretation of something (in this case, my talk) shed a whole new light on it. I didn’t think of this while writing the talk but like you I also grew up with an alter-ego identity of the girl I wanted to be in order to be ‘normal’ enough… and of course it must have impacted what I say in the talk… but until I read your words I didn’t quite connect the two.

    Thanks for being you xx

  6. Maria says:

    Perfect and so true!

    I have always felt as though I don’t quite fit in. Its all about insecurities and never feeling good enough I think. Why do we find our most outstanding characteristics or qualities annoying when they are usually what make us so special and beautiful.
    I think this realisation comes with age mostly.

    Love reading your stuff.

    Keep being you.


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