The other night at the Magdalene Circle Sedona, the presenter shared the following. When I heard it I chuckled, nodded in agreement, cringed, smiled, felt relief… Comments welcomed below
Dear Human:
You’ve got it all wrong. You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. That is where you came from and where you’ll return. You came here to learn personal love. Universal love. Messy love. Sweaty love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love. Infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of… messing up. Often. You didn’t come here to be perfect. You already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous. And then to rise again into remembering. But unconditional love? Stop telling that story. Love, in truth, doesn’t need ANY other adjectives. It doesn’t require modifiers. It doesn’t require the condition of perfection. It only asks that you show up. And do your best. That you stay present and feel fully. That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as YOU. It’s enough. It’s Plenty.
- Courtney A. Walsh


Celebrating Thanksgiving as an adult has always been different each year for me. This has mainly been due to my being single until about 50, with very little family. One year standing in the cold at the Macy’s parade in NYC with friends… another year flying early Thanksgiving morning from Taos, NM to Dallas, TX to be with a dear friend and her family… and, still another year, hosting a dinner for five women friends my first year living in Gilbert, AZ. It has been a holiday marked by little if no traditions or consistency, something that I pined for. Until recent years.
When my brother Bob and I were small boys growing up in Ohio, our father used to take us sometimes to an amusement park where one of the attractions was a maze, a labyrinth of artfully planned mirrors in which it was possible to get completely lost. Wherever you looked, whichever passage you chose, you ended by running into a reflection of yourself.
As Rog and I progress in rebirthing our business and leave behind a regular paycheck, fear of doing the right thing and being financially sustained (at the minimum) had started to creep into my psyche. With my faith lacking, I sure needed some sign – uh hum, signs – that we were on the right path and would prosper. Our beautiful spring-green grasshopper (you may have read about him in Rog’s recent edition of
During last night’s “Know Thyself: Become the Expert in Your Field” offered by
Ann-Marie, of
There’s nothing like writing out a gratitude list to lift your mood, your spirit. But why is that so? Well, I think it’s because we get into the present, the now, and that is the only real place. And, there is where God is. Focusing on what we are thankful for opens our heart and allows even more grace to flow in. It attracts the frequency of grace.
The thought “I am not alone” became my mantra about 21 years ago when I finally walked into the rooms of the 12 Step way of life. Up until that time it seemed that I was supposed to do It alone… “It” could be going to the movies – alone. Trying to fix the toilet – alone. Walking with a broken ankle – alone. Fill in the action, any action – alone! Without humans, without Spirit.
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