A former cocaine addict and alcoholic with eating disorders, family trauma, codependency and more, Jill Reynolds’ God encounter gave birth to a brave heart and brought her to restoration, faith, healing, and serving. Her resilience will inspire you!
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Cultivating A Brave Heart With Jill Reynolds
Beautiful day, you beautiful soul. This is Charla Anderson, host of the Charla Anderson Show, Collector & Connector of Fascinating People (and EVERYONE is Fascinating, especially YOU!). We are on this extraordinary Win Win Women TV platform. I love these folks. We’re streaming live on Roku, Amazon Fire, and Apple TV, and soon to be all over the world with Podetize. This is an overcomer series that I’ve begun. Being a weekly show, it comes fast. This is already number ten. It’s hard to believe. I’m so thrilled and honored that you would take the time to read, be with us, and learn from these silver hairs and this wisdom that the people I’m bringing on are truly overcomers.
In this episode, I have Jill Reynolds of Brave Heart Workshops. If you’ve been following my show, you know that I always start with this little centering exercise, mini meditation, or breathing exercise. It takes 22 seconds and we’re going to breathe in calm for 7 seconds, hold for 4 seconds, and breathe out gratitude for 11 seconds.
Will you join me on that? Breathing in calm and breathing out gratitude. Here we go. Breathing in calm, hold, breathe out gratitude. Thank you. It’s just a small exercise that I guarantee will make your life easier as we go. We’ve gotten such a busy world and every so often, if we can take a deep breath, that’s the breath of life in us. It is calming.
In this episode, I’m so grateful to have Jill Reynolds with me. She’s got Brave Heart Workshops. She’s got many years of background in events and shares her expertise and knowledge of hope, health, and healing. She lives in Branson, Missouri, and is one of my favorite people. She’s going to talk about overcoming her life near-death situations. Jill, I want to bring you on. Introduce yourself, tell us a little bit about who you are, where you’ve been, and where you are headed.
Thank you so much for inviting me to the show and being a part of it. I am living in Branson, Missouri. I started Brave Heart Workshops as a result of being recovered from eating disorders. When I was in treatment in 2012 for my eating disorder, there was a world-renowned drama therapist who did drama therapy with us. She was amazing and offered so much hope, health, and healing.
In 2012, I was in a major car accident at O’Hare Airport, where I was leaning inside of my vehicle in a car driving 30 miles an hour, smashed into my open car door, throwing my body to the left as I was bent over. I was standing outside and bending inside. I had to have two new knees and a new hip. It left me permanently disabled. The trauma put me into treatment, five different times for PTSD and eating disorders.
I had to quit my job, Charla. I was a Director of Sales at hotel properties in Chicago and a General Manager at hotels. I had my certification in meeting event planning. I reached out to Laura and said, “Since I’m unable to work anymore, would you be willing to do some intensive retreats?” At that time, it was just for women to help women overcome trauma in their life. She said, “Yes.”
Thus, began Brave Heart Workshops. I never had ever thought I would do something like that. It was amazing. We did seven events from 2017 through 2019. For the last two, we started to invite men to attend. It was good. At the last event I did in Nashville, Tennessee, we had a girl who saw the event and lived in China. She flew two days to come to the event and we had four professional therapists register to do their work with her. They were amazing.
She ended up getting pregnant and hired at a college in Boston to teach graduate students how to become drama therapists. At that point, I felt like God was telling me to rebrand my business and plan my events and then plan events for other people. Within a few months, my calendar was booked for the entire year. COVID then hit and all the events were canceled except one, which is where I connected with Charla. We went to an amazing horse ranch in Montana, Cottonwood Resort, and did leadership skills with horses. All the other events, except that one, were canceled. Charla and I had the ability to meet in person.
That was such a beautiful event and we had an amazing time. It was interesting to me because we think we go to a horse ranch and ride horses but we walked. We never got on the horses as far as the week went. Also, learn how to heal from the horse movements and stuff. It was a very exciting thing.
Before the event, we were sent an assignment with Habit Finder to find out what our habits were in life and how to overcome the habits that were out of balance, speaking of overcoming. It was amazing. It was cool for me at that event, because within two days of its starting, I got a phone call from my stepmom saying my beloved father had collapsed and been taken by ambulance to the hospital.
While I was there, the participants all said, “Jill, go home.” I said, “No, I’m feeling like I’m supposed to stay.” What was cool was while you were in the arena with the other attendees and I was talking and getting this call, I walked through the stable and King was one of the horses there. He was more of not an affectionate one but he was a leader. I went past his stable and started to cry. He leaned into me to comfort me. I cried and he’d back away, and then he’d come in.
It was cool to see as we’re speaking about overcoming, how you lean in and sometimes you need to back away. You lean in and pull back. That’s what King taught me. I was able to begin my grief process there. When the event ended, I fly back to Chicago to find out my sister had died due to pancreatic cancer on September 28th in Colorado and my father died on September 30th in Chicago. It was a whirlwind for me of overcoming a lot of pain at the end of my childhood. I’ll start with that.
The Holy Spirit directs me. I never even thought I’d start with that but that is how we met and how I’ve gone on a journey. Through that, God directed me to start doing a podcast show called The Connection Show, Inspiring Hope. Health. Healing. I will be beginning my win-win show called Resilient, Brave Hearts, Inspiring Hope. Health, Healing.
I heard the title, I love that.
Thanks. Charla, on this journey of my life and all the trauma I’ve gone through, I had one processional therapist years ago who said to me, “Jill, you are the most resilient person I’ve ever met in all the years I’ve been a therapist. If half of my therapy clients were as resilient as you are, I’d be out of business because they wouldn’t need therapy.”
That’s a great descriptor for anybody. Having resiliency is probably in the top ten words of personal development that you keep getting up and keep going. Good for you.
That word came to me. When he made the word, which is Brave Heart Workshops, at first, I thought, “God keeps telling me to write my book.” I kept thinking I was going to call it Resilient and someone said, “No, you need to keep the word Brave Heart.” I came up with Resilient, Brave Hearts. He gave me the tagline, “Inspiring hope, health, and healing.” I may throw into it because the play Esther is playing in Branson. Esther was a fearless queen who saved the Jewish people from being killed by King Xerxes. Let’s put it on.
The tagline in Queen Ester is, “She was chosen by God for such a time as this.” God told me to help women and do an event in Branson called Resilient, Brave Hearts “For Such a Time as This” Inspiring Hope. Health, Healing. With that, Charla, I will share a little bit about my past so people understand why God is giving me this mission to be resilient and brave heart for such a time as this.
I got this word right before the show. You were living a life near death in your late twenties.
I should have died many times in my life. I’ll start us on a quicker journey and then bring us to those instances. My mother was raised by a Greek father who was 30 years old and a mother who got pregnant at 15 with my first sibling, Gwen. My sister was born when grandma was only 16 or 17 and then my mother was born after that.
Her parents divorced and she was put in a boarding home. My mother was on her way to go visit her mother. They got divorced on Halloween. She was going in an elevator, those old elevator doors, Charla, if you remember that that had the gates on it. As a little girl that gets excited to show her Halloween costume, she was kicking her feet at the gate. Her toes got caught and cut off in the elevator. She was put in a wheelchair at seven years old. The man in the boarding home picked her up out of the wheelchair, raped her, and said, “Don’t ever tell anyone else or I’ll kill your brother.”
At that point, I believe my mother started to be in a disassociated state. As a result, she was a borderline personality disordered person. At seventeen years old, my mothers’ brother got sent off to war and my grandfather went to Greece on holiday and left her alone at home. My grandfather had to be in his 50s. He met a woman who was only about 23 years old and impregnated her, married her, and brought her back to the United States. He only knew her for two weeks. She walked in the door, barely speaking Greek. Every time my mother would clean the house, she’d say, “No good, pancetta.” As a result of this, I do believe she wanted to get away.
She met my father who was smitten with her and proposed. At around twenty, she married my father to get out of the house, I believe. She loved him but she got away. She had my sister. Within a few months after my sister was born, she found out she was pregnant with me. She was so distraught having a first child who was bubbly like an energizing bunny rabbit running around the house. She gets pregnant again and she did not want a second child. It was me. From the moment of conception, I was not wanted until the day she passed away in 2007 because of pancreatic cancer.
All of my life, the words that proceeded out of her mouth were, “Jill, you’re double ugly. There is nothing good about you. Who would ever want you?” My burden in life was that I was unwanted and unloved. She even would hold a bottle, instead of holding me in her arms to feed me. She’d leave me in the crib for hours crying. The only nurturing I got would be when my father would come home from work and he’d pick me up out of the crib and hold me. Other than that, I had no attachment whatsoever.
The worst feeling a child could have in this world is being unwanted and unloved by their own mothers. Click To TweetAs a little girl, I was nonverbal. I didn’t speak at all. Very few words would proceed out of my mouth except when my dad would come home and I’d purge words with my dad. My mother would hover over me and rage at me, “Would you talk?” I would be petrified and not say a word. At around five years old, I started having horrific stomach aches. I would eat my meals at the dinner table and kept telling my parents my tummy hurt. Being raised in the ‘50s on bread, white flour, pasta, and cereals, no one would do anything. No one would knowledge my stomach aches.
I started to chew my food and spit it out in a napkin to throw it away. I wasn’t thriving. I was so tiny. My mother ended up then getting pregnant the third time with my brother, who’s three years younger than me. At the time she got pregnant, she had started having affairs. She lived until her 40s not knowing if my brother was my father’s son or one of the men she had an affair with. That was the family secret. It was revealed later that my brother is my father’s biological but they did a DNA test to prove it.
My mother was having multiple affairs. One day when my dad was at work, she packed us all up and moved us from our home to an apartment complex right by a train track so she could be close to the man who was married she was having an affair with. My dad came home and distraught, found out we were all gone. He was hysterical. He found out from the neighbors with the moving company where we lived and we were court-ordered back.
By that time, the man she was having the affair with died suddenly of a heart attack and that spiraled my mother’s borderline even more. The man she was in love with died. She was divorcing my father. She had to get a job as a cocktail waitress working nights. They did divorce but we’d see my dad just on Sundays. We were only in kindergarten and first grade. She would leave us as latchkey children. We’d get out of school at 3:00 and walk home to an empty house.
We’d call my grandma who was a waitress and say, “Grandma, how do you make a meatloaf? How do you do this?” We learned at a very early age not to have any parenting and we parented ourselves. My brother was only 4 years old and my sister was only 8 1/2. As a very lonely childhood with a very scary childhood, we would anesthetize our loneliness by watching TV. At a young age, I learned how to numb food by eating in front of the TV. I was malnourished because my tummy hurt.
In the summer months when we didn’t have school, sometimes my mother wouldn’t get home until 4:00 or 5:00 in the morning because she’d get off work and go out with men. In the summertime, she wanted to sleep in or she’d have men over in the house. She would throw us out of the house at 8:00 in the morning and we’d wander around the neighborhood with no boundaries all day with no bathroom and food.
The neighbors saw this and they would invite us to their homes to use their bathroom. I had so much shame around being hungry that when my neighbor would ask if I wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, I would say, “No, I’m not hungry.” I’d go all day with no food. I wasn’t thriving. I was malnourished and starving to death. That was the beginning of me, trying to figure out how to overcome childhood and get through life. That was the beginning of my story.
That’s a horrific beginning of life. Many people have horrific beginnings and it’s sad. I’ve got a baby that lives with me and she’s a delight in our lives. I can’t even imagine how horrific that was for you.
That was so lonely. We were each other’s caretakers. One day, my mother went to a shoe store where she met a man. He immediately wanted to marry her and my mom said yes. Here she is within a year divorced my dad, meeting a guy she didn’t know. He moves in with us. One night, my sister spent the night at my grandma’s. It was just me and my brother. We shared a bedroom because we had twin beds. My sister had her bedroom and I don’t know why we can’t share. We only had one bathroom downstairs and our bedrooms were upstairs.
One night, I had to go to the bathroom, walked downstairs, and saw a silhouette of Marty in the dining room with a knife in his hand. When I got upstairs, I started hearing screams outside and he was chasing my mother in the front yard to stab her. I watched her fall to the ground, thinking he had killed her, and then saw him running towards the house. I grabbed my brother who was sound asleep, picked him up at seven, and pushed him under the bed. He was sleeping. Under the bed, I put my hands over my ears and quit breathing so he couldn’t find us.
I almost died because I held my breast for so long and was petrified. The next thing I knew, my dad was called. I was under the bed for quite some time, at least half an hour longer. I kept holding my breath and blacking out. He got us out of there and my mom was taken to the hospital. He had only injured her in her leg and he was taken to jail.
When he was in jail and my mother was released from the hospital, she went to visit him at the jail to walk in to find he had two other wives. He was an alcoholic, a bisexual who molested my brother and me, and a bigamous, married to three women. That was my first stepfather. They divorced so that was trauma in itself. We continued to be latchkey children.
In junior high, my mother met her third husband, my second stepfather. He turned out to be an alcoholic, passive-aggressive, who would dress up in women’s clothes to have sex with my mom. There were no sexual boundaries in her house. Doors were left open. Playboy and Hustler magazines were everywhere. He walked past me and grabbed my breasts or buttocks and tell me how beautiful I was.
Remember, my mother hated me. When she saw this, she would rage at me, pound my head into the wall, and tell me she hated me even more because she thought Tom loved me more than her. The abuse was perpetuated. At about this time in my life, my sister, the bubbly girl, was an orchesis. She got chosen as the homecoming queen and went to dances. I was a lost little girl.
The ugly duckling, kind of thing.
I was gorgeous, to be honest with you. I was thin but beautiful. I was so lost and quiet. One day, I met a boy at a dance and he asked me over to his house. He was 17 and I was 14. I went and remembered distinctly what the house looked like. The color of the couch was flour and where the big glass window in his living room is. As I sat down on the couch and we started to talk. He leaned in to kiss me and then pushed me down on the couch. He pulled my pants down and raped me.
After he raped me, he says, “You can get up now. I’ve broken your cherry and made you a woman.” I remember getting up and walking 5 miles home, bleeding and crying, thinking I deserved it. I got home and never told a soul until I was in my 40s. As a result of that date rape, I discovered rage and anger. I started raging instead of keeping everything quiet. I discovered white Cross amphetamines. I started taking handfuls of amphetamines.
I wouldn’t eat because I thought if I didn’t eat, my body wouldn’t form anymore. I was starting to develop and look beautiful. The more white Crosses I took, the more I didn’t eat and got thinner. I was very small framed. I wanted to disappear. I didn’t want anyone to look at me. I started to dress in blue jeans, flannel shirts, and kicker boots so I wouldn’t look feminine. That was in high school and I ended up cutting every class freshman year and partying. Somehow or another, graduating half a year early.
We graduated in January. My birthday is February 12th. I left home with $25 in my purse and never returned. My stepfather and my mother ended up divorcing. He became a wreck. My mother would come into my sisters’ bedroom and sleep with us. My bed was closest to the door and I had a twin bed. She never slept in pajamas so she would jump in bed with me nude. Later in life, my therapist said that that was considered covert sexual abuse. My mother did not only physically and emotionally abuse me but was also sexually abusive with sleeping together. It was disgusting.
This story is amazing. Time goes so fast and I had not heard all these details. It’s heartbreaking and it gives me sadness for you and all the children that have to deal with this because I know there’s a lot. You went all of it through your twenties.
This all led me to lots of drugs. I started to go down that slippery path and ended up becoming a crack cocaine addict in San Diego. Toward the end of my addiction, I ended up acting out. For people that don’t know this, I acted out by being even a naked dancer. Stage men couldn’t touch me but I could have power over them. I was still reliving that abuse, trying to empower. How did I overcome everything? For any of you that have gone to see the movie, that’s been at the movie theater called Jesus Revolution.
It was the Jesus revolution of the ‘70s and ‘80s, where people came to Jesus high on drugs. I was part of that revolution in San Diego and ended up going to a Calvary Chapel church in La Mesa, California with Mike MacIntosh, giving my life to Jesus Christ. I overcame crack cocaine addiction and alcoholism but I was almost dead. I was down to 97 pounds. I had been living with 1 bowl of cereal a day for about 4 years. I should not be here. My brain was gone. I couldn’t even remember where I was driving. God saved my life and is gotten me into this courageous journey.
You had a God moment if I remember hearing that. Fast forward to where we’re headed, what you’ve been doing, and what you’re headed.
I almost died the time that I was under the bed at seven holding my breath and then before I got to San Diego, I was hitchhiking around the United States and was safe, believe it or not. One night when I was a naked dancer, I stopped off to pick up a gallon of milk on my way home from work at 2:00 in the morning at a local liquor store right down the street from where I worked. All I ate was cereal so I needed my milk.
A big husky Black gentleman walked towards my car out of the liquor store and says, “Ma’am, I don’t have any money for a cab. Could you give me a lift to the Navy base in San Diego down the street?” My first instinct was, “It’s 2:00 in the morning, Jill. No,” but then something inside me says, “Don’t. You’re being prejudiced because he is a Black guy. Give him a ride.” I went with that and I should have gone with my first.
He got in my car and I started to drive. All of a sudden, he leaned over to grab my breast. I took my hand and said, “Come on, please leave me alone.” I had gotten done dancing. Believe it or not, when you’re a dancer, you don’t want to be touched. You’ve been putting out all of this emotional, physical, sexual, and spiritual energy for eight hours and you don’t want anyone to bother you. I said, “Please don’t.”
Even a stripper don’t want to be touched outside of their work hours. After putting out all of their physical, sexual, emotional, and spiritual energy for eight hours, they don’t want anyone bothering them. Click To TweetThe next thing I know, he comes across and slugs me in my eye. I saw stars and my head went back. I started to black out and he strangle me. I thought, “This is it. I’m dying.” He was across and I only had one hand free. Somehow, God told me, “Lean on your horn.” My one hand started beeping my horn. He must have seen the car’s headlights so he got scared and ran. Otherwise, I would’ve died. I was moments away from being choked to death. That was another time that I almost died. It was horrible.
When I was blacking out from the drugs, I almost died. God has had his hand on me for quite some time. When I got saved in San Diego, I felt like God was telling me, “Leave San Diego and move back to Chicago.” My mother had been in a major car accident three years before and I had gone back to Chicago for a year to take care of my dysfunctional mother because she had brain damage and was dead on arrival from a car accident. They said she never walk or talk again. She had gotten hit at 100 miles an hour and ejected from the car.
She had gotten a settlement and bought two condos in November. When God told me to go back to Chicago, she said I could have one of the condos rent-free for a month until I got on my feet. I ended up moving into one of hers. I put an ad in the paper looking for a straight Christian female roommate and straight in those days meant no drugs, not gay. She moved in with me, which was a miracle. I started bartending at a bar.
One night a guy at this bar was talking about this new church down the street that just opened, Willow Creek Community Church in Schaumburg, Illinois, Barrington. The Holy Spirit said, “Go to church tomorrow.” I got off work at 2:00 in the morning. The church was at 10:00 AM. I got home at 3:00 AM. I set my alarm and went to church at 10:00 AM. While I was working at that bar one night before all this, I met a guy. His name was Joe. I went out with him, did some coke with him, slept with him, and never saw him again, which is like a one-night stand.
I’m going to church and God is working in my life. I joined the singles ministry and was in Bible studies. The desire to use drugs was leaving me. My life was changing. I wasn’t sleeping around. I was a cocaine whore. I slept with a guy every night to get free drugs. I can’t even tell you how many people I slept with for free drugs. For me, sleeping around and doing drugs was a big spiritual awakening.
One night, my roommate Mary Jane had decided to spend the night at her sisters’ so Satan knew how to set this up. Mary Jane’s not there. I get a phone call from that guy Joe, who says, “Jill, I’m down the street and I got some good blow. Can I come over?” I said, “Joe, I don’t do drugs anymore and I’m not sleeping around.” He goes, “Why?” “I found God.” He says, “Could I come over so you can tell me about God?” I was only a seven-month-old Christian and I fell for that lie. He came over and within five minutes, he poured out a vial of cocaine on my glass coffee table and ended up getting high.
Before I had become a Christian, Charla, and was using drugs all the time, I had gotten pregnant twice and thought that my answer was abortion, which it wasn’t. I ended up on my second abortion almost jumping out of a car at 65 miles an hour to commit suicide. I was so distraught. I’d already had two abortions. When he told me he wanted sex, I said, “I can’t. I’m not on birth control. I know I’ll get pregnant.” He said, “Don’t worry. I’ve had a vasectomy.” I slept with him and four weeks later, I was pregnant. Satan had shown up at my house that day.
I had backslidden in on the drugs and sex. Now, I was in that dilemma of having another pregnancy. I wanted to reason with God and say, “God, please give me permission to have one more abortion,” like God is going to give me permission to murder a baby. I’m too embarrassed, humiliated, and ashamed to let my friends at church know that I had sex outside of marriage. There’s only one sin we can’t hide behind and it is sex that leads to pregnancy. The whole world knows what you did.
I wanted to end that pregnancy so no one would know. 1 night, 3 days before my abortion, God led me into taking a hot bath. As I was crying out to God, I could see Jesus walking down the path on his way to be crucified, carrying the cross, being beaten, mocked, spat on, and ridiculed. He looked up at me from the ground bleeding and says, “Jill, why do you care what man thinks of you when I’ve suffered more embarrassment, humiliation, and shame than anyone in the world would ever face and I’ve done it all for you?” I canceled my abortion and that was many years ago. I had my son and three amazing grandchildren, all for the result of God showing me that he is the essence of humility. I wrote that chapter in a collaborative book called Fiercely Faithful, which I’m authored.
What is the title of your chapter in there?
The Essence of Humility.
That is an eggshell or a snapshot of a horrible life that has led to redemption, resilience, and restoration because, after many years, you’ve overcome drug, sex, and alcohol addiction.
Eating disorders and all of them.
You’ve done amazing overcoming. You have the gift of connecting people as I do. You went through a lot of that time learning to listen and bless others. You’ve got a book out. You’re going to have a TV show and a podcast. Where else are you? There are so many events.
A couple of things are happening. I’m asked to speak on stage and I’ve spoken twice at the Becoming the Best “You” You Can Be Conference. One was in Kansas City and one was in St. Louis. We have a third one coming up the last week in August 2023 that I’ll be speaking at. I’ve been asked in 2022 and 2023 to speak at the Safe in His Arms Conference.
I’m speaking on stage but God told me to do another conference. This one is going to be called Resilient Brave Hearts Women’s Conference “For Such a Time as This” Inspiring Hope. Health, Healing. He asked me to align with two women. One woman is named Overseer Dee Forbes. She’s a Black woman out of North Carolina who’s a pastor. She’s a recovered addict and got a ministry called No Longer Broken. My girlfriend Brenda Ring Wood was the one who’s got the conference called Becoming The Best “You” You Can Be.
I’m aligning with the two of them and it was so cool, Charla. If you put it all together, my tagline is Resilient Brave Hearts, Dee’s is No Longer Broken and Brenda’s is Becoming The Best “You”. You put it all together and you have Resilient Brave Hearts that are No Longer Broken and are Becoming The Best “You” You Can Be. We’re going to put this amazing event together in Branson, Missouri on August 19th and 20th, 2023. The tickets are only $22 for those in need and $48 for those who could afford a ticket. I encourage everyone to come to this event because you will be inspired and transformed by the topics we’re going to do.
What’s cool is the play, Esther is playing in Branson. I encourage everyone to fly in or drive in on August 17th, 2023 and go see Esther at the Sight & Sound Theaters, Friday, the 18th, and then come to the Resilient Brave Heart Conference on the 19th and 20th. Branson is fabulous. We’re in the Ozarks Mountains surrounded by mountains in lakes and in August, it’s spectacular and beautiful. I’m praying that every woman from twelve years old and up will come because we have so much in store for you.
Last moment here, what is your strongest message? What do you want to leave people with who want to be overcomers as strongly as you are?
Everybody is on their journey. I can tell you none of this in my life would’ve ever happened if I hadn’t surrendered and chosen to live it through. The word is surrender. Surrendering my will over to God and having him direct my life is what changed my life. Everybody can do it on their path but that’s what worked for me. If you haven’t yet come into a personal relationship with God in Jesus Christ, look into it and ask yourself, “Why am I resisting that?” That would be my first question. Go down that journey.
If you do have a relationship with him and you’re stuck, reach out to me. I do transformational coaching as well. See where you’re stuck because I do believe God wants you to be set free and inspire hope in him, and have the health of your body because when you accept him into your life, the Holy Spirit lives within you. He wants you to be healed from anxiety, depression, suicide ideation, eating disorders, addictions, and codependency. He desires that. I believe for every woman out there, we are all courageous Esthers for such a time as this.
For Such a Time as This, I had that as my tagline on my first radio show many years ago. Charla Awakened for Such a Time as This, Esther 4:14. I want to say this. There are people that are resistant to religion. This isn’t about religion. This is about relationships and faith. We can stop being offended by things and learn to hear in our spirit that there might be something more to learn. If you stop hearing, then you don’t learn. I’ll usually try to say that if we’re in a conversation about God. It’s about relationships and religion keeps God in a box. It’s not about that. Jill is a master at helping through that. Where can you be found?
Brave Heart Workshops. You can reach out to me by email as well by going to BraveHeartWorkshops@Gmail.com. I’d love for you to connect with me. On my website, there’s a page that says Connect Now. At the bottom of it, it has a dropdown of what arenas you’d like to connect. Also, it’s got all my social media sites on my website as well.
You’re also on Facebook, Brave Heart Workshops and Jill Jacobs Reynolds.
I just go by Jill Reynolds but on Facebook, I go by Jill Jacobs Reynolds so my high school friends could find me. I’m not into hyphenated names but that’s the reason.
Most of us want to at least have that in there for that. I was going to say what’s next but we already know you’ve got this next shop.
Two other things are coming up that I forgot to tell you. I will be authored in another collaborative book called Becoming the Best “You” You Can Be. My chapter in that book will be called Wanted because I have a Wanted story. I’m going to be in another collaborative book called Hope. In that story, I’ll have a chapter called Train Whistle, which is a whole other story. Keep those books in mind, Hope and then Becoming the Best “You” You Can Be.
I love you so much and I’m so grateful you gave me a platform. Ladies out there, I’m not begging you but I’m encouraging you to drop everything and come to Branson. Charla, I want you here to participate, hug you, and love on you. All of us ladies will have a blast together in Branson, Missouri in August 2023. I also am a fabulous water aerobics teacher. If you come and we hang out at the pool, we can do water aerobics.
Thank you for being here with me.
Thanks, everyone. I love you, Charla. We’ll talk later.
Take care. Blessings.
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Maybe you have a miracle story to tell. Maybe you’re an overcomer and you want to share your story. Every one of us has them and I would love for you to reach out to me if you’d like to be on my show. Thank you very much for taking the time to pay attention here. I never know where it’s going to go. We are all overcomers so some stories are stronger than others but we all have them. Thank you for being here, for reading, and for being in my life. For every single person that I run across my dream, my goal is to let my light permeate into them so that they feel touched by God with skin on. That’s what we are created.
Thank you for joining us. I have advertising on Win Win Women and I love that. I wouldn’t advertise something that I don’t believe in. You can check out my website. There’s a whole bunch of different ways to connect with me. I’m looking forward to having you back. We’re continuing weekly on the show. Everyone is fascinating, especially “YOU!” I want to end with this, always choose joy. Blessings to you.
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I’m Charla Anderson, host of The Charla Anderson Show, Collector & Connector of Fascinating People (and EVERYONE is Fascinating!) on live TV, streaming and podcasts. As a Ziglar Legacy Certified Trainer, a retired award-winning flight attendant, Olympic Torch bearer, personal development junkie, Inspired Speaker, Published Author and Your Courageous Coach, I want to share my passion of living life full-out, saying YES to intriguing opportunities, and encouraging YOU to do the same. Let’s jump on a discovery call and get to know each other. Find all things Charla at CharlaAnderson.com/links.
On The Charla Anderson Show, We discuss Mindset, How much Your WORDS matter, Princess to Queen energy, mantras, HOPE, Faith, Miracles, Overcoming, and much, much more, including learning from amazing guests.
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About Jill Reynolds
Jill Reynolds founded Brave Heart Workshops in 2017. She is a Certified Meeting and Event Planner with 37 years of networking and consultative expertise in media, logistics, technology, and hospitality.
Using her background in Meeting and Event Planning, Jill creates amazing conferences weaving authentic up-close stories that connect Hope. Health. and Healing. Jill is known for her Podcast, “The Connection Show” where she helps leaders connect their life stories with who they are today.
She is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in a collaborative book, “Fiercely Faithful” where she shares her story called “The Essence of Humility.” Jill shows the audience how to reconnect with what matters most in life so they can be set free from shame, embarrassment, and humiliation.
At 28, Jill’s life was a train wreck. Addicted to Crack Cocaine, Alcohol, and down to 97 pounds, she lost her job in San Diego and moved back to Chicago after she had an encounter with God. She knew her life was hopeless; her health was a disaster, and she had no idea what to do next. Everything felt impossible. But she showed up week after week at church and prayed to God to help her and to give her the resiliency to recover. Jill believed that doing the hard work of digging into her story and connecting the dots of her traumatic childhood would bring her Hope. Health and Healing she desired. The work and resiliency paid off.
Today she is passionate about spreading Hope. Health. and Healing to everyone she meets. Never give up. Connect the dots in your stories and they will set you free. Jill is thrilled to be working with leaders and in leading attendees, in Hope, Health, and Healing as she is also a Wellness Partner with Amare Global, The Mental Wellness Company. Jill’s fully recovered from substance abuse since 1984, Codependency since 1992, and eating disorders since 2015. Over the years, she has helped over 50 women in recovery. Despite her own family of origin traumas, she intentionally lives a life of serving others, and helping them seek meaning, and healing in their lives.
