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Archive for March, 2018

Need a fresh start?

Posted in Uncategorized on March 31, 2018| 3 Comments »

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Feeling a little damaged?

Posted in Uncategorized on March 30, 2018| 8 Comments »

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Lessons from a mermaid…

Posted in Uncategorized on March 29, 2018| 2 Comments »

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Be gentle with yourself.

Posted in Uncategorized on March 28, 2018| 2 Comments »

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We don’t need to have the answers…

Posted in Uncategorized on March 27, 2018| 8 Comments »

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There’s one thing I know for sure–there’s a whole lot I don’t know. In order to be open to the experience of the miraculous we must be teachable. In order to be teachable we must recognize that we don’t already have the answers. If I was certain that 2+2=5 then I wouldn’t even ask for the correct answer and wouldn’t be able to hear another option. My mind is closed. I would then go along in life using this formula, thinking I knew the correct answer. All the while everything I applied this equation to would fail necessarily. But if I stayed open to the possibility that maybe I don’t know what the answer is, I would be open to hearing another possibility.

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Things I’m adding to my shopping list.

Posted in Uncategorized on March 26, 2018| 8 Comments »

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Hello? Is your heart calling?

Posted in Uncategorized on March 25, 2018| 3 Comments »

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You might be a unicorn…

Posted in Uncategorized on March 25, 2018| 5 Comments »

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How high can you bounce?

Posted in Uncategorized on March 24, 2018| 4 Comments »

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Your magical, beautiful self…

Posted in Uncategorized on March 23, 2018| 6 Comments »

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I was painfully shy growing up. I didn’t start to break out of my shell until I was about nineteen. I remember walking down the halls in high school praying that nobody that I (kinda) knew would walk past me. If I did see someone, I would turn beet red and would become terrified about what to do. Needless to say, for this and other reasons, I hated high school as it was basically torture. People often don’t believe me when I tell them how shy I once was. (I might have swung a little too far the other way.) It’s even hard for me to imagine that I once felt this way.

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