The gap that keeps women unseen


DearReader,

I found myself between two worlds.

Growing up in India, the message was clear.

Don't stand out.
Don't take up too much space.

Be invisible.

It's easy to internalize that.
Even easier to stay rooted in it.

Then I came to America at 22 and everything shifted.

In my Master's program, I sat in awe of how women showed up.



Maryanne, a mom from Pennsylvania, was juggling school and kids, and her presence was anything but small. She spoke up, asked questions, and carried herself like she belonged.

It was the first time I saw that a mom could also be a student.
That wasn't something I had seen back home.

I also watched people work while studying and supporting themselves in ways that felt completely foreign to me.

I became one of them.

I got a second job washing dishes.
I remember the discomfort of that.

Not because there was anything wrong with the work, but because of what I had been taught to believe about it.

Looking back, those were all identity shifts.

Small moments.
But they changed how I saw myself.
And slowly, how I showed up.

I didn't have language for it then.

But I was learning how to take up space in a world where the rules were completely different from the life I came from.

That tension doesn't just go away.

It shows up in how we speak.
In what we share.
In how visible we allow ourselves to be.

Most women I work with are experts at what they do.

But there's often a gap between who they are and how they're showing up.

That gap is what keeps them unseen.

That's why I created 3 Days to Visible.

It's not about fixing your brand in three days.

It's a starting point.

A place to look honestly at where you've been holding back, who you actually want to speak to, and what you want to be known for.

If you're a woman who's been pivoting, branding, or rebranding, this challenge is made for you.

[ JOIN THE CHALLENGE HERE ]

Talk soon,

Alpana

P.S. The challenge is FREE and will be live on Zoom from April 7-9, 12-1 PM PST. If you've been waiting for a sign to finally show up differently, this is it.

PPS. In case the form is invisible (the irony) on the page, please message me. Having some tech issues.

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