It’s 2012…the year that has been touted as the end of the world. The end of the Mayan calendar. The apocalypse. Between hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunamis, and wars it can be easy to buy into the doom and gloom. (Insert ominous music here.)

Whether you believe in the predictions or not, one thing is certain: if you want to live your best year ever, live it as if it were your last risking, growing and stretching beyond your wildest dreams is required. And you’re going to have your Inner Critic to contend with. You got to go GREEN on your inner pollution.

You see, your Inner Critic’s job is to keep you safe, maintain the status quo and feed you Big Fat Lies to pollute your mind and keep you sleep walking. Why wait for the wake-up call, a near death experience or the world to end to break free? Let’s live today as if there is no tomorrow…and create 2012 a resolution revolution.

My name is Amy Ahlers, The Wake Up Call Coach and bestselling author of Big Fat Lies Women Tell Themselves; Ditch Your Inner Critic and Wake Up your Inner Superstar (New World Library,2011), and I’m here to help you ditch the Big Fat Lies that keep you from living your dreams and making 2012 the best year yet.

It’s a resolution revolution…now let’s bust through your inner pollution:

 Big Fat Lie #1: I’ll try

• The Truth: If you’re setting goals and resolutions and feeling like you’ll give it the good ole’ ‘college try,’ you are skirting commitment.

• Challenge: Do a litmus test: will you eat a food you hate if you don’t follow through?

Big Fat Lie #2: Focusing on my problems helps me solve them

• The Truth: You need to create your goals for the year from your Inner Wisdom, from what you want…from the solution.

• Challenge: First say what you don’t want to get the contrast, and then say what you DO want. Make sure you resolutions express your desire.

Big Fat Lie #3: I’m a failure

• The Truth: We all fail. Even though we just began the New Year you may have already fallen down on a goal. It’s time to learn how to process failing so that you know you’re NOT a failure

• Challenge: Look at the last failure you experienced and notice what you learned from it. Take the lesson and ditch the rest.

Whatever Big Fat Lies your Inner Critic is beating you up with, it’s time to lock in on the truth of how fabulous you are. It’s time to live like there is no tomorrow. In the words of writer Bonnie Friedman, “Why wait for a near-death experience when life itself is a near-death experience?”

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AMY AHLERS, the Wake-Up Call coach and cofounder of the Inner Mean Girl Reform School, is the bestselling author of Big Fat Lies Women Tell Themselves: Ditch Your Inner Critic and Wake Up Your Inner Superstar. Visit her online at http://www.wakeupcallcoaching.com or http://www.bigfatliesbook.com

Based on the book Big Fat Lies Women Tell Themselves: Ditch Your Inner Critic and Wake Up Your Inner Superstar © 2011 by Amy Ahlers.

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When You Have Nothing More Left to Give… 

The alarm rings and you awake

Realizing that even though you just slept the night

Your body is exhausted

Your soul is tired

And while you try to fire your engine

To zoom out of bed to meet the day

You roll out, slowly, puttering instead of zooming

Your mind feels a little cloudy

So you attempt a few of your tried and true go-tos to slough off the tired blanket that has wrapped itself around your entire being

A shower, some yoga, caffeine, the internet … those should get you going

But yet even if they do provide a small jolt of wake up

Underneath, the tired and empty place remains

For while there is work to be done,

and people who are tugging at you for attention

The truth is…

If you took a moment out of your busy life, to look in the mirror into your eyes,

the window to your heart and soul

What you would see and hear back in response is …

“You have nothing more left to give today.”

The question is – with a busy life and many responsibilities – what do you do with that? 

I’ll give you a hint,

The answer is not push through

(although let’s be honest that is what most of us do)

The answer is not ignore what you can feel in your bones is true

(although we’ve been taught to doubt our most trusted ally, our Inner Wisdom).

The answer is not to fall in a heap of despair onto the bathroom floor either because you just can’t find a way to handle everything that needs handling and take care of yourself (although we have all been pushed to tears from overwhelm.)

The answer is… to open to RECEIVE.

After you stop, open and receive your self-love actions from your Inner Wisdom about what you need to RECEIVE now, post them here for us all to be inspired and for you to make the commitment and keep it!

“When You Have Nothing More Left to Give…” See this free video HERE

Hang out with Christine and Get Inspired In the Coming Weeks

1.29.12 | Berkeley: Women’s Anger Break Through Seminar. More info here. 

2.4.12 | Los Angeles: ILOVEME Live! | Agape Spiritual Center. A powerful, ½ day event focused on you loving YOU! With Gabrielle Bernstein. Get your tickets now! Can’t make it in person? That’s ok! Sign up to join us LiveStream.  www.DayofSelfLove.com

2.10.12 | Self-Love Party! San Francisco. Go here for details.   http://www.facebook.com/events/211308112292663/

Christine Arylo, an m.b.a. and former marketing executive, is an internationally recognized inspirational catalyst and self-love expert who shares her fresh, daring – yet practical – truths for how to stop running yourself ragged and being so hard on yourself.  A recovering achievement junkie and doing addict herself, Arylo is the co-founder of Inner Mean Girl Reform School – where women go to transform their negative self-talk into self-love, the popular author of the go-to guide on love Choosing ME before WE www.mebeforewe.com , and the founder of the international day of self love, Madly in Love with ME Day, on February 13^th of course! www.MadlyinLovewitheMe.com

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I hope you have had a wonderful Holiday full of celebrating and spreading good cheer and spirit with your friends and family.  Now is a great opportunity to pamper ourselves with a gentle cleanse giving ourselves a break from the high sugar, fat, low fiber and artificial additives diet we consume during the holidays.   January and February, with the abundance of citrus fruits we have here in the desert, is a perfect time for a Liver Flush.

Choosing to give our bodies the opportunity to clean out is extremely   beneficial.  The debris from any non nutritive, refined substances and added hydrogenated fats in our foods creates mucus or catarrh in our systems.  These warm, moist, thick, congested areas are the perfect environment for opportunistic organism to take up residence.  These “visitors” can take hold and overwhelm our immune system especially if we have been feeling stressed.  When we are stressed and have over indulged in sugar and caffeine our body functions with it’s sympathetic, fight/flight, nervous system which down regulates our cell mediated immunity, our secondary line of defense.  In this stress state we can begin to experience symptoms of “catching a cold” or “coming down with the flue” when in actuality we have hosted these organisms, giving them a warm place to stay and wonderful garbage to eat.  Our visitors are alerting our body’s intelligence that we have quite an accumulation of waste material that these opportunistic critters have taken advantage of.  This is a “Healing Crisis” and is signaling us to clean up our inner environment.

Before we find ourselves in a “Healing Crisis” we can make the choice to cleanse and get rid of the accumulated residue.  We can decide to take the time to deep clean and rinse so our inner habitat is not as inviting to unwanted colonization.  Using the seasonal abundance of citrus in the Liver Flush helps bring us into harmony with our outer environment as we are cleaning up our inner environment.

Begin by preparing the Liver Flush Tea.

Into 2-3 quarts of water add 1 heaping tablespoon each of:

Licorice Root

Fennel Seeds

Bringing them to a gentle boil for 5-10 min.

Decrease the heat adding the same amount (l heaping tablespoon) of

Fenugreek Seeds

Flax Seeds

Let them all simmer 5-10 min.

Now add the same amount (l heaping tablespoon) of

Peppermint Leaf

Turn off the heat and steep 5-10 min.

Drink 1-2 cups after your have your Liver Flush each morning.

You can store the extra tea in the refrigerator.

Now the Liver Flush:

Freshly squeeze 8-10 oz of organic citrus juice.

Combinations of any of the following:

grapefruit, orange, blood orange, tangelo, or tangerine are lovely.

Put the juice in a blender adding:

1 large lemon, juiced (the Meyer Lemons are super for this)

Ginger root, about an inch fresh grated

OR a large clove of garlic

Olive oil, 1 tablespoon

Cayenne, just a pinch

Blend it all up and enjoy this zesty drink on an empty stomach followed by 1-2 cups of the Liver Flush Tea.

Refrain from eating for about one hour after drinking the Liver Flush and Tea.  Prepare and drink this each morning for a week, or up to month, and notice the wonderful results.

The Liver filters the blood so this Flush has a systemic effect like putting a new oil filter on your car.  The herbs in the Liver Flush Tea, especially the Flax and Fenugreek, are mucilaginous and very soothing to the intestinal walls helping the bowels to move.  What a great way to start the day (plain orange juice will taste bland after this) and a wonderful healing gift for your body.

Much love,

Claudia 510-978-3444

Claudia Weitkemper
L.Ac., O.M.D., Naturopath, R.N.

www.naturalhealingways.com/

Claudia Weitkemper is a National and California licensed Acupuncturist. She received a Master of Science degree in Traditional Chinese Medicine from the Academy of Chinese Culture and Health Sciences (Oakland, California) a Nursing degree from St. Joseph Hospital (Germany) and a Naturopathic Doctor degree from Heilpraktiker College ( Germany). Since 1983 Claudia worked as a health care practitioner in both Western and Traditional Chinese Medicine (eight of those years as a registered nurse, and six years as a Naturopath in private practice in her native homeland, Germany). Claudia offers her patients an integrated approach to holistic health care.

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Our favorite quotes & tips from KC Baker, founder of The School for The Well-Spoken Woman!

December 12th 2011 was a fiery and dynamic evening designed to reframe on-stage and on-camera fear & anxiety as pure power & charisma. Our keynote KC Baker, founder of The School for The Well-Spoken Woman teaches women how to craft presentations designed for impact, to unleash our voices out to the world.

Here are just a few of our favorite quotable quotes from KC’s interactive FEM Talks presentation “How to Generate Legendary Charisma & Freedom to Shine”:

 “When you speak with confidence, clarity and grace, your message strikes the heart-zone. Audiences lean into your energy field. Advocates & investors soar to your side. And the change you want to see in the world ignites, before the first crack of applause even begins.”

 “Charisma = Presence + Giving”

 “When you do not let in the applause of your audience, it feels stifling to the audience. Breath in the applause”

What I loved most about KC’s talk aside from her wonderful embodied tips and tricks for the stage and camera, was her passion for a ripe paradigm of women coming together in utter support of one another. The eloquence with which she spoke about the importance of women being the champions of other women, and the collateral benefit of just that.

 “When women practice “Fertile Listening” the women around them blossom”

 “One of the deepest reasons women will hold themselves back? Fear of alienating another woman. Your success is our shared success! Another women’s success is YOUR success!”

KC also shared about four ways to capture the audience on stage. Here are some small slices of the advice she gave to us:1) When you are on stage, about to speak imagine that you have a heavy tail. This easy visualization creates immediate access for feeling grounded in the space you are occupying.

2) When you walk on stage, take your last step firmly, slightly stomping your second foot into place. This creates an immediate anchor that will get you into your body and present on stage. Though the audience cannot see the “stomp” it creates a subconscious message that has your audience be present with you as well.

3) When you breathe, use your whole sternum, as if you were breathing via your bosom. Imagine that your sternum and chest are permeable and porous. Breathing in this “fembodied” (our creative word) way has you in touch with your feelings and has the audience want to lean in an feel closer to you. It opens you to be vulnerable in a magnetic way.

4) Be an invitation, which feels more powerful in an authentically feminine way…rather than “owning the room” which came come across as imposing or masculine.

We loved how KC embodied all of her teachings. She practiced them while she taught them to us. The energy int he room was just scrumptious! You can find out more about her upcoming School for The Well-Spoken Woman events. classes and courses at http://www.kcbaker.com/school/

We hope that you enjoy this small slice of the presentation that KC Baker gifted to us.

“I speak to women (and very clued-in men) about cultivating charisma, channeling anxious jitters into raw power, and delivering keynotes, pitches & performances that trigger thunderous applause, change minds — and the world. From the very first breath. To the very last bow.” ~ KC Baker

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The way a person looks when life is leaving their body. Why is it that people at the end of their life often look light as feathers, so slight and thin. I guess for some of them, their bodies have fought so hard or so long that they simply have nothing left and no reason to layer on the usual fat and supple skin we are so used to seeing on even the thinnest of healthy human beings.

Writing this it seems obvious, that a person would be so thin, so slight at the end of life; but to see a person in the dying process as diminutive, as if they might sink down and disappear into their bed; skin like shrink-wrap over bones that seem impossibly thin and fragile, and also insignificant in the moment.

I remember Tuesday December 6th 2011 as the most intense of my hospice volunteer shifts so far. Three residents passed away between the Monday evening before my shift and the middle of my Tuesday morning shift.

Hearing the news about *Anne’s passing; she had lived at the Guest House for about a year, give or take. The nursing staff was grieving this beloved resident who had given me such a radiant smile the week or so before. Her body had already been taken away by the time I got there. We went into her room and looked at her family photos, still posted on the walls.

*Mabel had also passed some time in the night. She had only been at the house for one week. My last shift was spent entirely at her bedside. I fed her tiny little spoonfuls of yogurt and oatmeal. She could not speak so our communication was entirely through the eyes. Hers were so subtly expressive and yet so mild. She had seemed like one of those naturally patient and gentle women. An occasional movement that looked like a nod or a frown lent to the communications of “Yes, I would like more” or “No, I would like to rest now.”

I went in to see her body. The nursing staff always tidies the hair and places the hands on the belly or chest. I was happy she had been released. I was so please to be a part of her bathing ritual.

Roy washed her face, I washed her hands and arms. This bathing ritual felt more awkward than I wanted as her body had begun to stiffen. It was hard to shift her arms. Melanie washed her feet. Mabel’s niece whispered lovely farewells and blessings as she stroked Mabel’s white hair.

Melanie and the nurses aid cut down the back of a beautiful white cotton gown that Mabel’s niece brought for her. I helped to undress her and noticed she had only one breast. The other, I supposed, had been removed with surgery a long time ago; I could not see any dark scaring.

What ordeals and experiences this women must have been through in her long life?

Perhaps it will never not be strange for me to see a body with no breath in it. She looked beautiful like and angel in her cotton gown with blue embroidery around the collar.

Jessica Hadari – Founder of FEM Talks & the Ripe Paradigm women’s community| Copywriter | Marketing and Event Consultant | Officiant

A wide range of leadership and teaching roles contribute to my love of watching people transform in the arenas of relationships, communication and personal growth. I lead several ongoing women’s circles and immensely enjoy leading and producing art and creative expression workshops. I am passionate about empowerment of women expressing ALL emotions in ways that serve their lives and their loved ones. At home I am Mom to my son.

JessicaHadari.com

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Flowers at the Guest House

Jessica Hadari shares her experiences as a volunteer hospice caregiver in SF.

Today’s shift seemed slow. I felt useless but there was little to be done. The cook had no tasks for me. The nurse had none. Jenny, Melanie and I sat with Ben and Alice while they ate. Both residents coughed a lot. It seemed painful for them to eat. It was hard to witness.

Ben was a bit flirtatious and seemed very open to our feminine attention. He told me his hands were cold – they were, but I think this was his way of getting to hold hands with me. I got a couple of smiles from Alice, who had not smiled at me before. I felt recognized.

And then everyone slept.

I had missed the email last week from Roy about Christian, the 30 year old resident with all the friends. He had passed on. I felt heavy with the information, but relieved because he had been so close last week and now it was over.

I have thought about Christian a lot in the past week since I wrote this. Mostly because he was close to my age and my partner’s age. I have imagined myself dying and my partner dying.

My friend Paget asked me to be her son’s godmother – officially added to her Will, in the case of her and her husband’s death.

I thought about how Christian had wanted to be more alone as he neared the end. His extensive community was overwhelming to him in their support. I have wondered if I would feel supported in my own death. I imagine that, yes I will. I have wondered if I would feel overwhelmed.

Flowers at the Guest House

The house was teaming with flowers today. Some orchids from Christian’s friends. many bouquets from a man who shows up with armfuls of flowers as a thank you for the Guest House. Such a beautiful building. This victorian has been beautifully restored and maintained as it has been used for hospice care.

I would want to be here if I was dying. Hana shared though, that some people actually resent staying at the House. That they prefer the hospital. I was surprised. The house is so beautiful.

Maybe some people, I though about my mother, feel safer in the constant medical buzz and intervention of the hospital.

We all have different ways that we want to die.

I worried about money today. Me with no health insurance. I thought, if I was dying I wouldn’t have the means to die in a beautiful place like this.

I felt the deep hopelessness of feeling helpless in that moment. I felt sad.

~

Jessica Hadari – Founder of FEM Talks and the Ripe Paradigm women’s community| Copywriter | Marketing and Event Consultant | Samba Dance Teacher | Yoga Instructor

A wide range of leadership and teaching roles contribute to my love of watching people transform in the arenas of relationships, communication and personal growth. I lead several ongoing women’s circles and immensely enjoy leading and producing art and creative expression workshops. I am passionate about empowerment of women expressing ALL emotions in ways that serve their lives and their loved ones. At home I am Mom to my son.

JessicaHadari.com

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Here is just a sample of the nuts and bolts advice that Elizabeth Bachman gifted to all of the women at the November 2011 FEM Talks. We also did a number of experiential exercises so we could practice embodying these practices in front of the room. Needless to say it was one of the most grounded FEM Talks! The usual ecstatic energy was replaced by an exuberant grounded feeling for the rest of the night. Here are just a few of Elizabeth’s teachings.

• Do not make the mistake of focusing on the words (reading from notes, powerpoint etc) Find the beginnings and endings of each section or each point you want to make. Build up the parts in between with your own embodied teachings (talk about the stuff you have already mastered and do not need your notes to speak boldly about)

• Stage Fright: Most of the time with stage fright you are actually thinking, “What are THEY thinking of me?” The best antidote — make it about them. Make everything in your presentation about serving them, about their desires. When your attention is turned outward to your audience, there is less room for your to ruminate on your own discomforts. In a way stage fright is the opposite of healthy selflessness and generosity.

• Speak about the results that your product or service offers. The felt experiences and the tangible results. Share stories, testimonials. What have the results been for your clients and what are the results for the audience when they use your tools or choose to work more deeply with you after your talk. Focus less on the HOW -the modalities you’ll use, the products involved, etc…and more on the benefits and results, cures and life changes.

• How to reach the entire room:

• 1) Invite the audience to YOUR party! Speak as if you are offering an invitation (rather than speaking AT them) Be free to be creative with any of your own visualization to help you here. You offer ana amazing service and knowledge, which is the key to solving some significant problems. Imagine that you are offering an amazing party, and as you speak your are an invitation to that party.
• 2) One great visualization that Elizabeth uses with her star-lineup clients is called the “Magic Carpet”. Imagine, as you stand on stage, that you are rolling out a beautiful ornate carpet that extends out to the edges of the room, out behind your audience to encompass them and out behind you as well. You will feel the difference and so will your audience.

We hope that you enjoy this small slice of the presentation that Elizabeth gifted to us. We will see you again for “Become a 6-Figure Speaker Part 2″ on December 12th 2011 with KC Baker.

Elizabeth Bachman founded Be Fabulous to share 30 years of experience as an International Opera Director. She helps you develop the same skills that make the great stars fabulous on stage. You will learn the secrets that have helped countless professional speakers and performers earn thousands.

As a director, Elizabeth focuses on pulling the best out of YOU so that you truly communicate with your people. Elizabeth has directed over 50 operas in more than 30 opera companies in the US, Argentina and Japan. Fluent in five languages, she has directed such legendary artists as Luciano Pavarotti. Elizabeth is also the Founder and Artistic Director of the Tyrolean Opera Program, a summer opera training program in the Austrian Alps.

Whether working with a client to jazz up their act, punch up their pitch or polish their presentation, Elizabeth helps her clients stop procrastinating, get past their blocks and take their show on the road.

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Today’s shift was a breath of fresh air.

My morning started out with a lot of swearing under my breath. I was running late again! I was able to slow down on the BART trains.

I arrived early enough to get my americano at the corner cafe. Preparing for an upcoming women’s Tahoe writing retreat, I was glad to catch all of the email communications at the start of the day.

I headed to the Guest House – which already felt like a home.

Checking in with the other volunteers, I found out that Anthony, who had moved into the House after my shift last week, had passed. Roy had sent out an introduction email to us volunteers a few days before when Anthony arrived. This is all I know of this man…

“Anthony has lived a full life as an artist, musician and actor. Raised in New York City, Anthony had lived on the Lower East side and in Queens. Anthony played guitar in a rock band in the 1960s called Children of God. He was involved in the Living Theatre in New York and Bread and Puppets. A friend who stopped by today described Anthony as living his life on the extreme edge.”

I never met him but enjoyed tending to his candles all morning until his family arrived. Fire guardian, I changed out his candles twice; cleaning about twenty of the Gust House candle holders until they were spotless. Wiping, wiping, wiping. Delighting in sooty-to-shine transformation and the plushy kitchen towels that sucked every bit of wax away.

The art of the mundane. This was my work in that moment.

It was not strange. Floating in and out of his room. His body sinking into his bed. His hollowed face. Tending this stranger. A temporary surrogate family. I thought it intriguing, this felt ‘normal’. I thought I heard him take a deep breath. I remembered that last week during Sharon’s ritual I swore I saw her breathe several times.

Having seen people breathe my whole life, my mind would not allow me to see a body not breathe.

I found out the thirty year old man in one of the rooms was close to passing. His friends created a sitting tree, so that at least one person was with him at all times as he neared the end. He was so cared for. I am not sure why his name is the only one I have not written here.

I dedicated a lot of time to Ben today. Elderly. He had fallen a few days ago. He would awake and try to get out of bed by himself. To prevent another fall, one of us would stay with him at all times. I assigned myself to watching him while he napped. Old jazzy tunes like “Luck Be a Lady” played on his boom box. I had the delicious experience of sitting on the armchair and really hearing the lyrics for the first time. Sitting. Imagining what Ben’s hay days might have been like. Occasionally snoozing to the classic tunes of the era of his young adulthood.

Sitting. Snoozing. Daydreaming. This was my work in that moment. And this is how I was needed.

When he awoke Liz, the nurse practitioner and I helped Ben with the commode. I held him standing while Liz bathed him. His nearly naked body, still painful from his fall.

I felt the depth of my service and the swallowing throat of intimacy – true intimacy of illness and mental nakedness – as this grown man, small with age wrapped his arms around my neck for support. I was grateful for my strong legs. I could have held him for a long time.

I did not say goodbye to Ben when I left my shift. Later in the evening at the hospice training I would explore why.

Jessica Hadari – Founder of FEM Talks and the Ripe Paradigm women’s community| Copywriter | Marketing and Event Consultant | Samba Dance Teacher | Yoga Instructor

A wide range of leadership and teaching roles contribute to my love of watching people transform in the arenas of relationships, communication and personal growth. I lead several ongoing women’s circles and immensely enjoy leading and producing art and creative expression workshops. I am passionate about empowerment of women expressing ALL emotions in ways that serve their lives and their loved ones. At home I am Mom to my son.

JessicaHadari.com

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At parties saying goodbye feels like a waste of time; I’ll see everyone again soon, and the goodbyes can drag on for an hour or more if I connect with everyone. I’d rather leave silently and then follow up on loose ends with emails and lunch-dates later.

Our 6th hospice training was this evening. We paired up; instructed to imagine that we are blind, cannot speak and cannot feed ourselves. Our partners instructed to feed us slices of orange, pieces of cake. One of us acted as a hospice resident (patient) the other, the volunteer caregiver.

Blind, how does one know when to open their mouth for the very moment of the bite?

How does one ‘hear’ a request for water or distaste of the food from a person who is mute?

What does the blind one feel as invisible faceless strangers come and go?

This was a look for me at the dark side of being a light-worker. The perception by the patients – that our volunteer service may not occur to others in the ways we might hope.

One week later, Debbie Ford’s book titled The Dark Side of the Light Chasers rung through my head all week after this partnered exercise. I watched myself seeing examples of the dark side of good intentions, everywhere I looked.

The dark sides of Thanksgiving, abundance, yoga moving through my mind.

At the end of our partnered feeding, we were instructed to practice saying goodbye, as if we may never see this person, our partner, again.

How do I say goodbye to someone who may die before my next shift?

I had not said goodbye to Ben when I left my shift earlier that day…though my dance with him had felt so close. In this practice role play feeding, I felt a sinking feeling at thought that he might pass before my next shift. I would know that I shied away from saying goodbye.

For the first time my no-goodbye preference, which had always seemed so fashionable, looked like a blind-spot. Looked pointless.

Staying in my comfort zone on this one will not work for me anymore. The end of each shift might be goodbye forever. I want to honor my connections in this work with goodbyes.

~

Jessica Hadari – Founder of FEM Talks and the Ripe Paradigm women’s community| Copywriter | Marketing and Event Consultant | Samba Dance Teacher | Yoga Instructor

A wide range of leadership and teaching roles contribute to my love of watching people transform in the arenas of relationships, communication and personal growth. I lead several ongoing women’s circles and immensely enjoy leading and producing art and creative expression workshops. I am passionate about empowerment of women expressing ALL emotions in ways that serve their lives and their loved ones. At home I am Mom to my son.

JessicaHadari.com

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