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Night of Mirrors
Last night was an unexpected kind of magic.I answered the call for an “Open Mic” event, expecting to share poetry. Instead, what unfolded was a beautiful exchange of stories. It became a gathering of souls reflecting pieces of themselves back to one another and, in the process, reclaiming parts of their own power.It was a…
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Holding the Door to an Empty Room
It was Sunday, Mother’s Day, and I was exhausted. What I really wanted was a nap.Instead, I dragged myself out of bed because I had committed to hosting a nature meditation at a Mother’s Day Walk and Wellness event. Part of me wanted to share my favorite trail with people. Another part wanted to share…
