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Party On Wayne

Dr. Wayne Dyer transitioned, passed, peaced out of his body a couple days ago, and, when I read the news, disbelief washed over me. NO! Wait, wasn’t he young? But he’s not done teaching! I thought we had more years of his brilliance. And the one that hit closest, He’s...

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Live and In Person…

I felt giddy all morning with a side of nervousness. When people trust me with their businesses, with their message, with the softest parts of themselves, I always get a little nervous. The day I stop being nervous, is the day I don’t care enough about my clients. The...

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Retreat YoSelf

Last weekend I spent 7 hours at a Soul Adventure retreat with 14 other beautiful souls. I’ve known the woman who lead it for some years now, and when my intuition nudged, Go Ash Go!, I listened. But of course after I purchased my ticket that niggling voice popped up....

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I Went On a Writing Retreat and Didn’t Write a Thing

I’d had this retreat planned for two months - three days in a secluded vacation rental two hours, and a dozen landscapes, away from my daily life. The idea was to get half of my outlined manuscript onto the page. The plan was to write. Ardently. Passionately....

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Be Open For…

It’s easy to stay within the realm of what we know. It’s uncomplicated to box ourselves in and rarely venture beyond our self-constructed barriers. It’s comfortable. Many times No comes easier than Yes. And there are moments when no is the appropriate answer, but only...

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When You Don’t Know WHAT to Write

I have a confession. I don’t always know what to write. But I do know what to do about it, and at the end of this...so will you. Have you every found yourself in the desert of dried up ideas? You’re like, Oh man, it’s been a week (or two or three) and I’ve got to poke...

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It’s Your World

In the mornings I often sit outside to write. The birds cheerfully chirp in the pasture, an easy morning wind dances through the banana leaves, my cat is off playing, sometimes I catch a glimpse of him chasing what might be a leaf or a lizard and I smile, because life...

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It’s Not Always Easy

330 am seems an ungodly hour to call morning. It’s mostly night, in my opinion, but, with 4 hours sleep, I rouse myself from my still-warm bed and begin preparations for the adventure that lies ahead. Pulling up to our meeting place, my friend hops out of his truck...

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You Ask Too Many Questions

Sat side by side at a small bar tucked into the ante room of a busy Mammoth restaurant we sipped our drinks – mine liquid amber, his a lager. For some months we’d hopscotched our way around the friends, lovers, friends pattern, but we were now firmly planted in the...

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A Sweet Morning Ritual

Each day begins with fingers curled around sandalwood obs. Finding the cold quartz, I work my way around the mala, matching each bead with a thought of gratitude. When my fingers return to the now warm quartz stone, I shoot a rocket of thanks for all that is, and ask...

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Lit Up, Like the 4th of July Sky

There are so many activities that light me up, things I love to do, that slap a smile across my face – five year old with a chocolate double scoop style. Then there are actions that make my whole body twinge, stress snakes through spine, muscles constrict, putting me...

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Life: It’s Just a String of These

Legs pumping up the slippery earth’s surface I pause to peer over the sheer cliff leading to, what would certainly be, a turquoise tomb. Turning around, I’m greeted by an undulating vertical verdance – Bali Hai is calling. Hands on my hips, breath smoothing now, I say...

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I’ll Go It Alone If I Have To

Solo missions fuel my soul. The alarm sounds at 4:44 am, the angel hour. It’s dark, not even the birds are roused from their roost, but I’m up and moving, albeit slowly. The buoy forecast surf at my favorite spot on earth, and since we’re out of season, the chances of...

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A Love Letter to Play

Darling Play, You are the life liberator; you are my favorite. No thing comes close to the power you hold, well, maybe love, but you two are cozy compadres – love is always around when I’m with you, play. When we are in the throws of it, together, heart racing, eyes...

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When to Shut it Down

When you’ve got an army of creative projects dancing on your brain, the desire to do them all, and you’re having a blast in your business, how do you take a break? When do you call half time? How can you tell? It’s a tough one, I can attest. I mean, it’s easy to know...

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The Soulful Way to Get Paid

Recently I’ve concurred that the best way to get paid is by…wait for it… Spending. Now before I fall too deep into this oubliette of controversy, know that I am not condoning superfluous and trinket collecting spending. Nor do I suggest you spend yourself into...

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The HOW Ain’t Your Biz, Baby

I didn’t know how. I’ve never known how, but the difference between the relatively recent past and now is, today, I don’t even mess with the how. Instead, I focus on the desired feeling and walk my bare feet one in front of the other, leaving the results up to...

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This Belief Does Not Belong

Some beliefs are so deeply rooted - in generation, in culture, in community – that, in order to expel them, we must first uncover their sneaky presence layer by layer. Then we can see them for what they are. And, many times, what they are does not belong. This...

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And The Winner Is…The Fool

Sometimes being foolish is the smartest thing you can do. You will never be able to calculate all the risks. You’ll never be able to predict the outcome. You, darlings, will never know until you try. I’ve made many a ‘foolish’ decision in my life. Such as… Switching...

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Irrefutable Evidence: People Are Watching You

I don’t mean that in a creepy stalker fashion (if that's the case call someone). What I mean is that you have an effect on people, and they are taking notice of you – especially if you’re a public figure with an online business. Especially then. Now, you may feel like...

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