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Hey Reader, As the full moon approaches this week, I’ve been reflecting on the last ten years of my life. Quietly. Honestly. With more tenderness than I expected. Ten years ago, everything changed. I left my marriage. I moved provinces. That still takes my breath away. For six long months, I was even separated from my horses. It wasn’t tidy. My heart and my gut asked for a different life, and I followed. The years have been a mixture of beauty, upheaval, exhaustion, profound joy, and unexpected growth. I rebuilt my practice without the network I’d spent 18 years being a meaningful part of. I changed how I nourished myself. I grew. This last decade taught me that emotional wellbeing and physical wellbeing are never separate. And that the heart - always, always - is the bridge back home. As this year draws to a close, I want to offer you something simple: Wherever you find yourself right now...you’re allowed to be here. You’re allowed to pause. If you feel open to sharing, I’d love to hear: What has this past year — or the last ten — taught you about yourself? Just hit reply. I read every message. Thank you for walking with me this year. I’ll see you again after the new moon. With warmth, P.S. Full moons illuminate what is already true. Let this one show you the wisdom you’ve been carrying all along. You’re receiving The Calm Connection because you signed up for my Self-Priority Compass Quiz or coaching and equine facilitated therapy updates. Want to step back for a bit? You can unsubscribe anytime. |
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