Yes! My book One Brave Thing is now available at Longfellow Books in Portland, Maine! YAY!
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My book is also available at Annie’s Book Stop in Wells and Nonesuch Books in Biddeford.
Yes! My book One Brave Thing is now available at Longfellow Books in Portland, Maine! YAY!
Please share this link with your friends!
My book is also available at Annie’s Book Stop in Wells and Nonesuch Books in Biddeford.
I have not been practicing yoga much these past few weeks, since my yoga teacher (you know who
you are!) moved to NC . I drove the road to North Berwick to get to yoga, about a half hour away, over and over and over, and was happy to do it.
I wasn’t familiar with that area at all when I first started going, but I got to know it well enough. It was a nice ride. I got to meet some wonderful women that I might not have met otherwise. I went to shops that I liked on the way home sometimes. It also gave me the opportunity to listen to my audiobook of the moment, which was a nice bonus. (Oh, did I mention I passed a Dunkin Donuts on my way…? I always invite coffee to my yoga practice :).)
Change is hard.
Anyway, I decided to try a new yoga class, and (since I was out of my comfort zone already) a new yoga (to me) entirely: Holy Yoga. My class is in Sanford, and is taught by Susan Hampton (find her website here: soulfulstretch.com).
I was the first to arrive (hello? I am a first-born) and as I was waiting, I started reading the notices on the bulletin board.
It’s important to note here that I am always looking for clues to know that I am in the right place and doing the right thing.
This is what I saw on the board:
Do you think those are enough clues?? Plus, Susan is a fabulous teacher: welcoming, funny, and caring. All of the other women were lovely. It was a pleasure to be in this class.
For a long time now, every time I go to the beach, a particular kind of blue stone calls to me: Karen!! Yoohoo! Here I am! “Pick me! Choose me! Love me!” (borrowed this quote from a movie but at the moment it escapes me which one). For over a year this has been happening. I have all different shapes (even heart-shaped!) and sizes of these beautiful blue rocks, so many that before last winter I brought some of them outside and scattered them in my yard.
A few weeks ago, I heard them calling to me again and I retrieved a few and brought them back inside (was that wrong??).
Over the past several months, I have been wanting to know exactly what these stones are. I have tortured my friends with questions about them (But what do you really think it is?). I have scoured books and the internet for pictures resembling my stones with no success. I have asked the stones themselves to tell me what they are (they told me they were quartz). I thought, “BUT YOU ARE BLUE!” Is there such a thing as blue quartz?
So, I packed up my stones and my husband and I went to Bethel and met Maggie (I hope I spelled her name correctly!) at the Maine Mineral and Gem Museum. I showed her my rocks. She knew right away what they were.
Smoky Quartz!
So, I said, “But why are they BLUE? Smoky quartz is not blue!” Without missing a beat, she asked, “Did you find these near a river or the ocean?”
🙂
I did.
It turns out that being in the ocean, over time, turns smoky quartz blue. When I told her these rocks are following me everywhere, she said, “Maybe you need some grounding…”
Who, me?
We saw the sign last week, inviting us to join them for a concert, and after some maneuvering of the work schedule, join them we did.
What a good decision my daughter and I made.
The performances were amazing. Men and women of all different ages and backgrounds took turn standing up on the stage and sang most beautifully the songs they had chosen for us.
Their voices were accompanied by quite accomplished musicians, which elevated their songs just a little bit more.
Many of the songs we knew, but some we heard for the first time.
There were several people who I have been casually acquainted with for years who possess incredible voices and until tonight, I had no idea.
We may not really know the people we see every day as well as we think we do. We all have something shining inside us. What a gift these men and women gave us tonight by sharing their talents with us.
Thank you!! 😊❤️
Maybe you, like me, have wondered about the new signage in front of a house on Rt 1 in Wells, the one that says The LoveLight Center.
What’s up with that?
I saw a flag waving “OPEN” at me yesterday so I took a chance (remember, I’m brave in 2015!) and ran in. I met the most lovely woman, Emily Karparis, who mentioned that the interior is still evolving, but then she took some time to introduce me to the space and invited me to come again.
Which I did. Today.
🙂
I have so many good things to say about The LoveLight Center! The little shop inside, Abionesa, has so many of my favorite things on display! Every one of women that I met who work there are so welcoming! The playing of the crystal harp for which I was lucky enough to be present was very powerful!
In this post, I’m going to tell you about the Angel Room. For ten bucks, you can sit in the Angel Room for (up to) fifteen minutes. And do what? Think. Meditate. Pray. Listen. Ignore the pleading bleats of your cell phone. Appreciate the beautiful blue color of the walls. Contemplate the enormous crystal (like, ‘as big as your head’) on the table in the center of the room. Watch the vortex of swirling snow outside the window.
I did all of these things.
It was worth every cent.
Before you enter the room, you can pick up a typed affirmation from the basket, or choose a stone to hold, or just ‘come as you are’. I chose the affirmation-if the universe had something to say to me, I wanted to hear it.
Here’s what it said:
Done.
There are pictures of the Angel Room on their Facebook page. Check it out. Oh, and stop by and say, Hi!
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