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    Living Authenticity

    There is so much to say. And the call to share it is strong. I wrote something yesterday and then set it aside. I have the impulse write something else today and I will. You see it occurs to me as not my usual ‘softness’. After purging my constrained anger, there is a spicyness flowing in my way of being as of late; and it’s showing itself in my writing. It’s so much of what I hold back in conversation with people. It’s the ‘come to jesus’, ‘wake the fuck up’ and I just want to shake the shit out of you conversation. Now, though holding this piece back just…

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    Who Am I

    Saturday I made a shift in how I ‘work’ with my clients (and interact with people). I have been continuously stepping into the shift everyday and Saturday I allowed this shift to take a new conscious level. Over the years, I’ve worked with people, and have been ‘trained’ in looking for what’s wrong, what’s the problem. When I first started my ‘career’, I resonated with this. I was a different person for sure, so it suited me. I could spend hours talking with someone about what their ‘symptoms’ were. Over time, this began to not resonate with me. It didn’t feel ‘good’ to talk with someone continuously about what was…

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    The Barnes and Noble Sweet Spot

    Sitting there in the gym parking lot, I asked myself “Where to next?”.  Immediately I see an image of Barnes and Noble and think, “okay, I wonder what’s there for me”. As I drive out of the parking lot, I hear ‘go look at books’. Now, you may be thinking, what else would you be doing at a bookstore? This is true, it is a bookstore, but typically when I go there, I go to write and the books are more of a happy addition to the space.   Walking through the entry door I hear ‘Napolean Hill’. Now this isn’t a surprise to me. His name has been showing…