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WHAT IF THAT VERY THING YOU’VE BEEN TOLD YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS WRONG WITH YOU…. IS ACTUALLY THE VERY THING, THAT WHEN YOU EMBRACE IT AND OWN IT AND LIVE FROM IT, OPENS THE FLOODGATES TO A LEVEL OF HAPPINESS THAT FEELS POSITIVELY MAGICAL.

I spent the first 20+ years of my life knowing to the core of my being that there was something fundamentally wrong with me. I knew that if people really knew me, they most certainly would/could never really love me. And chances are, if you’re a sensitive, heart-full, emotional “fairy dust and pixie” kind of

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TENDING TO THE TENDER HEART… MAYBE “TOUGHEN UP” ISN’T THE ANSWER.

Tending to the tender heart… maybe “toughen up” isn’t the answer. Some of us are incredibly sensitive. It’s how we came. No amount of “toughen up”, “you’re sooooo sensitive”, “you need a thicker skin” is going to change who we fundamentally are—beautiful, exquisitely sensitive souls. And while it’s your genius—yes, it really is—it can feel

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PERU… FIREWALKS AND EGO—AN IDEA THAT JUST WON’T GO AWAY.

Some ideas just won’t go away. For me, at this junction in my life, it’s Peru. I’m thinking about retreats for 2017 and from the minute I had the thought “I think I’ll do some retreats in 2017” Peru has been tugging at my sleeve. Picture Shrek… donkey jumping up and down… “Pick me! Me!

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What does Elizabeth Gilbert’s announcement have to do with you? Actually, maybe more than you think.

Elizabeth Gilbert did what Elizabeth Gilbert does best—she transparently stepped into the limelight yet again and stood authentically in her truth. She’s in love with her best friend and her best friend, Rayya, is in love with her. I don’t know Elizabeth Gilbert and so I don’t know her back story. What I know is

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Hi, it’s me… your 12 year old self. Remember me?

Dear Adult Self (fill in your name), Hi, it’s me… your 12 year old self. Remember me? I know you’re super busy and all but I’m the one who used to run til my lungs were on fire when we played tag down at the field. Remember me? I used to throw my whole heart

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