Tag: community

When it’s time, it’s time

I am the kind of person that needs to have everything handled before I move. I’m getting ready to be ready. To the point that when I’m finally ready, I’m too exhausted with stress that I don’t really enjoy the thing I got ready for. I tried something different this time. I announced the release…

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The Fire Within

I don’t think I ever talked to you about this course I’m taking. It’s a ten month-long course, with 5 intensive weekends and practice work in between weekends. It’s called the Wisdom Unlimited Course and it is fabulous. It’s my second time in the course — I did it in 2008 and created amazing results…

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Waking up

I won’t be too long on the “in the last two years I just slept”. Only to establish context. So in the past two years I couldn’t even picture being where I am today. I am rediscovering the depth of my own heart, the bubbly nature of my mind and the light of my soul.…

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Strong hearts, strong souls

Little drum little drum, please show me how to sing* Little drum little drum, please show me how to sing Rising like a moon with breathless beauty Feeble tremors awakening our sleeping hearts So my voice can be heard So my voice can be heard So my voice can be heard One voice chanting the…

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Where our fairy tales have gone

… For Clemence 1995-2016 He walks with acute intention A boiling vengeance in his rotten heart A task asked for, no, a mission In which, unknowingly, she will take part She would pay for them all Their disdain and dismissal He responded to the inner command Cold steel in his firm hand She dreams of flowers…

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G – Guest books and community

A to Z challenge day 7 Theme: notebooks I didn’t really like to write in guest books before. They are everywhere: restaurants, Bed and Breakfast, weddings, funerals, birthday parties, anniversary, etc. When I don’t like something I have the tendency to observe intently. What am I resisting? When I find it, it doesn’t mean that…

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Compassion is my song

It’s the middle of the night and all I want to do is go out in the city and walk. Own my street. Own my city. Own my world. This world belongs to those who love and seek peace. What if we could give unconditional love and empathy to the angry, hiding their fear behind guns,…

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