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While I haven’t tended or added to this blog for some time, it offers a window into my thoughts + my vibe.
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Perfectly & Proportionately Whelmed
I've wished to be perfectly and proportionately whelmed! For 46 years in rotation the wish lived: a quest for the magical mystical sweet spot.
Music as My Medicine
Sometimes, the song carries an encoded message for my deepest hidden parts that I can not consciously decipher yet it haunts my existence until I let it in to seep through and nourish that which is parched and withering inside
How a Stolen iPhone Revealed an Opportunity to Heal My Inner Child
But, it is my practice to look at the events of my life and ask, "What can this tell me that I don't know or don't remember or need to shift a perspective around?" This is my way. I stay curious about everything.
You Never Know When or How You'll Be Called to Serve
I spent the next week in the throes of new love, adoring every wiggle and wobble, as they provided new angles of cuteness to delight in, photograph and share. I bounded out of bed each morning to check on my little friend, who I named Meep.
Servant or Slave
I pondered a bit and realized that to me being a slave to something vs. being a servant to something are two very different ideas.
Kiss of the boomerang
And what I'm learning about ME is that I show up. I really show up in my life and my work and my relationships MOST of the time. And then, when I can't show up, what I've built, shows up for me. So today, I'm giving myself kudos for that, instead of tearing myself down or feeling bad about a life & business on-hold and all the perceived collateral damage inherent in that. Today, I give thanks for connections made and carried and for the kiss of the boomerang traveled home.
An Unpleasant Stretch of Road
So the bit of road I'm traveling at the moment is a rutted, bumpy mess, but I'm still moving forward. I know that the condition of the current stretch of road WILL shift, because that is the way with roads.
Walking The Labyrinth...Walking My Gifts
Suddenly, I had the strong urge to take the token gifts out of the bag and hold them in my hands. And it clicked. These are a representation of my gifts… and I am walking them back out into the world. I felt confidant, supported and at ease. It was a strong and powerful metaphor, and I got chills up my spine. Good chills!You see, I've been in a place lately of questioning how best to bring my work to clients. Questioning how best to package… present… market… highlight… offer. Better said, I've been worrying about how to bring clients to my work.