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Connection is Service

Who and what are you connected to? When you and I experience connection; we experience a taste, a bit of home. We feel seen, heard, appreciated, and all of the good stuff our Soul knows is who we are and why we are here on the planet together. Connection happens in the most interesting of ways and often it is not an intentional practice (although it can be) yet it’s an out picturing of who we are at our best. My friend Glenda and I have shared customer service stories with each other for two decades now. The fascination is, we both are aware that true connection changes our world. Bad service happens when people are seen as objects to get from; and good service comes in so many different forms with connection as its undergirded constant. Happy Monday dear friends. Remember to love one...

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Defining Forgiveness

To forgive is to accept what is. To forgive is to love regardless of what is. To forgive is to not put anyone out of my heart. To forgive is to choose to love even and especially when it is not convenient. To forgive is to be a place of Grace. To forgive is to refuse to throw someone including oneself under the bus. To forgive is to choose to not slime someone else with my projections or to clean up the slime from my projection. To forgive is to acknowledge the Divine within human circumstances. Many spiritual teachers say forgiveness isn’t necessary. This is true. When One’s Consciousness connects with the High Truth that All is God and everything can and does happen on planet earth and Life is Eternal, then forgiveness isn’t necessary. Isness exists and all of life within it. However, most spiritual pilgrims have not connected with or live from this consciousness. From a dualistic consciousness, forgiveness is the practice that gathers together the pieces...

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Learning to Small Talk

I have always envied the small talker.  The person who could create conversation for no other reason than to converse.  Jean Huston once signed a book for me and it read “To a woman who dives in the deep,” she knew me from one glance.  I am the deep diver.  And, I would like to feel comfortable in the shallow end splashing, as well.  Frivolity could serve me well. A friend of mine was interested in a new art technique.  She is a “deep” artist.  Wanting to hang with her, I signed up for a class having no idea what I was saying yes to.  Then, I walked into the craft store.  Unbeknownst to me, this was a scrapbooking class. As if on another galaxy, I walk into a back room set up with tables in a “U” shape with ten other women.  Each one had overstuffed craft bags or suitcases on rollers loaded with a minimum of $2,000 worth of art supplies.  Each container had 100 plus specialty...

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