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The Power of Community

Posted by on Jun 29, 2016 in abundance, awareness, COMMUNITY! | 0 comments

  I believe there is great power in working with others. Sharing ourselves with people we trust and respect helps us see many more possibilities and options than we can imagine in our own minds. If we are really honest with ourselves, we crave intimacy, really talking with a person and connecting at a deeper heart level. We want to be heard and...

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Connections

Posted by on Mar 23, 2016 in Uncategorized | 0 comments

Last week I attended the first of 8 sessions of an Intro to Improv class. I signed up, wanting to do something I’m not great at. The day after the first class I realized that the intention has nothing to do with the actual improv work, but being in a class with people who, on the surface, aren’t like me. There are 9 men and 4 other women, all under the age...

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A Sense of Belonging

Posted by on Jan 28, 2015 in abundance, celebration | 0 comments

    When I first moved to the coast in September, 2012, I had no idea that it would be so hard to meet people. In fact, if I had known how difficult it would be to live someplace where I didn’t know anyone, I don’t know if I would have had the courage to move. The first month I was here I was thrilled to discover a monthly kirtan group. I...

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The Gifts of Vulnerability

Posted by on Nov 19, 2014 in Uncategorized | 0 comments

  I was brainstorming a new idea: a Heart Sparks Mastermind for next year…7 women, 7 months, exploring the 7 Practices For Loving Your Life. One component of the group dynamic will be partnering with another person, and that took me to questions I’d ask them about what they might need in a partner, (accountability, sharing,...

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Community Prayer Flags

Posted by on May 8, 2013 in celebration | 0 comments

There is a rhythm to sewing Prayer Flags: measure, cut, tear, sew sew sew, measure, cut, tear…repeat…. measure, cut, tear, sew sew sew, measure, cut, tear…pause. This morning I sat outside at my picnic table, the sun warming my neck and a slight breeze fluttering the piles of finished flags. I sewed for an hour, pulling stray threads off...

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