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Ecstatic
A room full of strangers seated in a circle greet me as I enter the dimly lit room. The faint smell of incense and holiday candles fills the air. He nods. She smiles. They softly whisper hello. White, black, Latino, Indian, younger, older, bigger, smaller…I’m pleased to see the spectrum of humanity and I’m curious…
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Sitting on Cactuses
It’s time to start writing again. After a year of consciously challenging comfort zones, both personally and professionally, I’m welcoming the new year feeling like maybe, just maybe, the positive energy I’ve given and received in the process will serve me in ways I never imagined. I have a confession. I’m an introvert (some people…