Return to light (Teresa Rodden)

What makes us courageous?

I've been wondering about that.

Because looking back on many of the hardest moments of my life, I never felt brave.

I felt determined.

I felt scared.

I felt uncertain.

I simply did what needed to be done.

Maybe that's why we don't always recognize our own courage.

From the inside, it just feels like living.

And perhaps what we call survival...

Everyone else calls courage.

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We don't always recognize courage when we're living it.

Sometimes, we only see it years later.

What story comes to mind?

Love the love

I got to wish my twin neighbors a beautiful future after graduating highschool

I got to celebrate my other neighbor for advancing to kindergarten

I got to participate in blessing a business among several lovely women surrounded by the beauty of nature

It’s such an honor to love my neighbor near and far.

A true honor. ❤️✨🙌

No agenda.

Just an invitation.

Happy Sunday, friend. 🥰✨

This week's question was simple:

"What memory reminds you of your playful side?"

The answers made me smile.

Touchdowns and strikeouts.
Dancing into the wee hours.
Even attending an erotic ball naked. 😂

And then I remembered my own Tootsie Roll teeth and a smile as big as Texas.

What struck me wasn't the memories themselves.

It was the smiles that I imagined appeared as people remembered them.

Maybe some memories stay with us for a reason.

Maybe they have something left to show us.

And maybe it's worth pausing long enough to say…
"Oh, yeah… I remember her."

What memory came to mind for you?

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Some memories stay with us for a reason.

Not because they changed the world.

Because they reveal something about the woman who lived them.

Notice what comes to mind...

And notice what it might be trying to show you.

Isn't she lovely 🥰

I attended a few workshops and did some shopping at the Quantum Light Annex Mystic Fair this weekend.

Day One 11 am: Shaman Drumming Journey - fascinating experience. I made a drum years ago, but haven't used it much. How the facilitator came into her gift was such a treat to learn.

Day One 5pm: Discover Your Spiritual Gifts - this was surprising. Do you think you could guess my spiritual gift? It wasn't witch or MC of Halloween 😉 I welcome any suspicions, educated guesses, or uneducated 🤪.

Someone was told she was a witch. Who has gift envy 🤣 mwah

But I believe... all women have the gift to be a witch.

A simple non-woo description, according to me, is: Women with independent thoughts who follow curiosity, challenge the status quo, and are open to not having all the answers, but are willing to seek them out… then come the flavors.

Day Two 3 pm: The Power of Color. Anybody responsible for marketing may have some idea about the psychology of color and branding, but this was definitely a deeper understanding and it will be fun to play with. Martha did a great job with opportunities to experience the energy of colors.

Mostly, I loved watching others learn and get excited about their reveal, according to the facilitators.

The vendors and volunteers were all good humans having fun sharing their gifts, crafts, and passions.

The most fabulous woman in a sequined pink skirt, glammed up for the ages, greeted us as we entered the market. She was stunning.

I had a lot of fun and spent the first half of Sunday morning writing my observations from my first Mystic Fair experience… delighted.

This picture was from the event room. It is beautiful and has me dreaming of possibilities.

Clear your mind and open your heart there is love and magic everywhere. ✨

Happy Blue Moon 🌕 ahrwoooo 🐺