Category: Community
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A turning from.
Here’s what we forget – what I forget – sometimes Permission Granted is a turning from versus a turning towards. Sometimes it means we have to own something, and dig in and grow. Sometimes Permission Granted is turning away from what you’ve always believed and turning towards what’s always actually been true. Sometimes it’s admitting…
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Live Your Life: Take Up Your Space
I overheard your comments to your friend about the woman across the room. She, the woman you are judging, critiquing, debasing, wasn’t doing anything wrong. She said nothing wrong. She is just living her life, taking up her space and your insecurity got in the way. Oh, pardon me, I don’t mean to offend. Well,…
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Help her take the next step.
She tentatively steps into her own. She wades into her space, seeking to understand that it is actually hers, unsure that she even has enough within her to fill the space. Her eyes flit across the blank, white walls and cavernous space and her heart starts stuttering a bit. “I don’t possess what this space…
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I won’t pick it up.
We must put down what we should not carry – gather only what fuels us. This way our hands and hearts are free to embrace our purpose, passion, and possibility. What we don’t need – What we can’t afford – What we can’t pick up – is competition with each other. There’s no place for…
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An adventure to pursue
Hide from edges. Ignore the gaps turn away and act like you’re just fine. You don’t need to grow. You’re just fine without a harvest. You don’t need to produce like others do. It’s fine for them – but you’re fine. Just fine. Even if I yell it – it’s no longer true. Somehow fine…
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So That I Can Run Like I Am Meant To
My dog wants to go outside – in the worst way. She sits at the open back door. Waiting. For an invitation. For company. Every part of her indicates her desire to go outside. She does a little dance due to her urge to run. Her tail demonstrates her desire to chase the squirrels. Her…
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Sing.
I listened to a sound clip today that documents the moment that the guns stopped shooting at the end of WWI. The first minute is so loud. I can’t imagine being there and constantly hearing the artillery. I can’t really imagine the constant noise, the cost, the heartache, the loss the pain. What would it be…
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Go Ahead – Allow Your Heart To Feel It All.
Go ahead and feel it all. There’s a lot on your plate. The world won’t come crashing down if you go ahead and feel it. I know it might seem like it might. To allow yourself to sink into all that is in your heart is asking for an enormous wave to crush you, flip…
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She Needs Her Hands Free – It’s A Simple Answer.
My baby girl got a doll for her birthday. A life-like doll. It’s like we have a new member of the family. Today, I heard her ask her brother to hold her baby so that she could run upstairs. He asked why she couldn’t take the baby with her. She said, “I need to do…
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One Surefire Way To Really Help A Mom Out
My heart is for moms. For all moms. It aches for those who have had their children taken from them. My heart is heavy for the mom who sits pretending to be okay while awaiting test results for her baby. My heart mourns with the moms who have lost babies. My heart aches for the…
