hannah in maine collage1hannah in maine collage4hannah in maine collage3hannah in maine collage2hannah in maine collage5It is crazy swirling magic here. I came a few days early to give myself time to slowly transform the space, unpack groceries, sit by the lake and really feel the beauty of what is about to happen.

On Wednesday, 25 women from the 2014 Magic Making Circle will have their retreat on the most stunning Maine lake I have ever seen. It is a lot to hold. The planning has been for months, though I am much more of a last minute person, retreats leave just tiny bits of space for all the last minute. I’ve gathered surprises and secrets for months waiting for this week.

I have an incredible team who will join me on Tuesday for the pre-retreat prep. When they walk in I will have  created just enough magic and made quite a few lists and then I leave it in their capable hands while I flutter around making sure we stay hydrated and happy.

The details to me are the most important part. S’more stations and altars and spirit guides and sheepskin. Homemade tomato soup and chia pudding. Meditations and quotes, yoga and beads.

This is my third time circling with my Magic Makers, a new group each time. I am hooked. Addicted. In complete love.

We were meant to be here on this lake, I can feel the truths and change that will come from settling ourselves on her docks and tucking inside her cabins. I am already new from a few hours in the sun and listening to the water play around with time.

Twinkle lights and faith change everything.

 

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Name your longing.

September 4, 2014

Sharing today’s prompt from A Woman’s Thirst. Day 24.

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Name your longing.

We all ache and long and want. Often that is labeled as a negative, to want, to deserve, to desire.

Today name a longing inside of you.

A roadtrip. A tattoo. A kiss. A home. A friend.

To lose the weight that was put on to protect from that which no longer harms you.
To grow your hair down to your knees.
To get the certification.
To jump naked into the next dream.
To visit every state.
To make love under the stars listening to the waves.
To be cherished.
To align it.
To make-out with time.
To make a baby.
To let your baby grow up.
To love again.
To be free.

What do you long for? Give it a name. Will you share with us in the comments one longing of today?

photo credit Ruth Clark

 

 

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You are the magic.

August 31, 2014

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Today with an overwhelmingly full heart, I officially closed my Magic Making Circle with a Sunday Blessing. Sunday blessings have been part of my circles for almost 2 years now and have become one of my favorite pieces of writing and sharing with my circles.

I made a video for them and want to share it with all of you too. You are magic.

Will there be another round of Magic Making Circle? Yes. There will. Registration will open in January of 2015 and you can add your name to a list to be one of the first to know about it. (Spaces are limited.)

In November, December, January and February I will be leading a Business Magic Making Circle with 20 alumni of the past circles. I love to create just what the women need for what we call “Phase Two” of the circle. It is always more intense and focused. This year I had this crazy idea to co-create the content of the Business Circle with the women. I am so nervous and joyful about how this will come together, I promise to share more as it unfolds.

On Saturday I will be packing up the mini-van to drive to Maine and start setting up the celebration retreat for 25 of the women from Magic Making Circle, one woman coming all the way from Scotland. There will be cabins in the woods, a lake with kayaks and canoes, fire pits, twinkle lights and all the little magic that myself and my team have been preparing. And tomato soup. Have I mentioned I am making homemade tomato soup for 25 with freshly roasted tomatoes? I am pretty sure my whole food budget went into that soup pot!

It is always the details that make the magic. The details that take hours preparing are the fairy dust sprinkled, transforming a gathering into a soul-changing experience.

I will be spending this week in details, it is my love language.

I want to say thank you to my circle of 60 women who have journeyed together for half a year. We are a mixture of sad to say good-bye and blissful at the changes happening within each of us. I will be asking some of the women to share some words and photos here on my blog in the coming months. I want to capture their faces and joys for you because they are the greatest inspiration I know.

Happy Sunday. Sat Nam.

Today we bless what we shall be, what we will vibrate with and what we choose each morning. Our blessings come from us, they start with us. We are blessings of magic and joy. Today I bless our circle, our time together, our soulwork and all that is becoming.

(Hand photo by the beautiful Ruth Clark)

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“Use whatever excuse you can to vibrate in harmony with those things you’ve been saying you want…”

~ Abraham

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There is a place inside of each of us that longs for forgiveness.

For the fight last night.
For yelling at the kids when they spilled the cereal all over the floor.
For saying no when he reached over to touch you.
For swearing at the guy who cut you off and almost made you smash into him.
For pulling yourself further and further away from that person because he/she hurts your heart.
For wanting to leave.
For wanting to stay.
For using formula instead of your boobs.
For talking too much.
For forgetting her birthday and what it meant to her.
For telling yourself every morning that you are fat and unlovable.
For the pain of not being a fortune teller of your future.
For being late every time.
For wishing you could love him more, today.
For fantasizing over another.
For wanting to step into her life.
For the pregnancy you didn’t have.
For the one who couldn’t be there.
For the book that you refuse to write.
For the fear that has held you from movement.
For the love of another.
For the lust of crumbs. And then more crumbs.
For not signing up to go.
For becoming more like her than you ever thought you would.
For wishing that five years ago, ten years ago you had…
For letting the house become a shit show.
For waking up without gratitude.

Those places need only one thing. Your forgiveness. Ask. Ask them for forgiveness.

Then keep going. Keep living so gorgeously and let forgiveness be part of that life.

Bless your past. Forgive. Now move. Move from what was and into the depth of what forgiveness allows, which is peace in your now.

Today we bless what has come before. We allow the choices of our past to be released into the beauty of all that has created our now. We take time to find the places that feel stuck because they long for our own forgiveness. We ask. We forgive. And so it is.

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Seeing my words and photos inside the smooth, matte pages of Bella Grace was a dream realized. To touch a magazine that I am a part of, to gift it, to save it, to savor it… beyond.

As part of the Bella Grace blog hop I am delighted to give away one copy of the premier issue of this magazine that really is more like a book.

I am also throwing in a few more treasures, like a sparkling gold and silver temporary tattoo (because I love tattoos) and one of my favorite rings from a store on Block Island. Looks a bit like this one. And…two spots in Community Grace. You can keep one and give one away or give both away.

To enter the giveaway please leave one forgiveness. One thing that you would like to ask yourself to forgive. 

Congrats Christine Egan!!!

There is a place inside of us that longs for forgiveness ::

For…

Let’s hold it together, as a magical circle, and forgive with full compassion for us.

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A 30 day course in community, connection and gathering

September 29th

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The first idea came as I was walking the dog thinking about my weekly newsletter, Making Space, and my heart was overflowing with the gratitude for the responses I get from this gorgeous community each time I send one out. I thought, this is community grace. It feels like a long table under the stars, set with water glasses and wine goblets, bowls flowing with salads and soups and community gathering around in truth and harmony. Being together, sharing a common goal (that beautiful meal and conversation).

To me community grace is each of our hands showing the deep truth of who we are and what we desire. Our hands painting or cooking or writing or praying or holding or sewing or touching or planting or smoothing the table cloth on the long wooden table as we prepare for our meal.

They always have a story, each program I create. If my memory was better I would remember what the idea for this program first was. It wasn’t as it looks now. It grew and expanded, it shape shifted into Community Grace.

The idea settled in and started to talk to me, as they all do. They almost create themselves as I witness what they want to become. My community without knowing it helps each program become what it needs to be.

Gathering your community, your audience, is finding those that deeply resonate with and need the words you are sharing with them. A community can start with just one other person or 100 people. Each person in your community is unique and helps you stand in your light.

I want to guide you towards creating your own community grace. I want you to see that creating community can be as simple as holding out your hands in trust and truth and asking others to walk with you.

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For 30 days we will play::

  • A prompt every other day for 30 days, a day to explore it and a day to talk about it within our private community.
  • New ways to think about using your words, images, social media and other resources to build connection and audience.
  • Intuitive strategies to start to create the community you want to guide and be a part of.
  • Gentle pushes to move through the fear of your voice.
  • A chance to ‘play’ with your words, images and connections through prompts that open you up a bit.
  • Connecting the word joyful to your writing.
  • Find a new way to view virtual connecting. (I adore it!)
  • How to see newsletters, social media, blogging and marketing as amazingly beautiful tools, like love notes.
  • Expand your safe boundaries, push your edges, explore how to assemble your community.
  • Closed Facebook community group where we will hold our discussions and connect with one another

Who is this for::

  • Women who are using their words to gather community and build tribe.
  • Women who are blogging inside of businesses.
  • Women who are writing and want to find a way to expand their connections and create a little community grace in their lives.
  • Women who crave deeper connection and tribe within their work, online or off.
  • Women who are ready to stop viewing social media and marketing as bad.
  • Women who believe that creativity and intuition are vital parts of business and gathering.
  • Women who desire tribe around their blog or business.
  • Women who are open to exploring connection, bravery and vulnerability inside their work.

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 Words from women in my community::

“In the clamor and noise of marketing mayhem, Hannah Marcotti writes in a gentle yet fierce voice.  In Community Grace, I turned my thinking around.  Instead of trying to “promote to my target audience,”  I learned that I needed to attract the people I want to hang out with and who want to hang out with me.  This was huge medicine for me as an online entrepreneur.

Hannah taught us how to find and envision the grace that is within, to honor it and express it.  Even better, we came together as a community that was loving and supportive.” ~ Loran Hills

“This program came into my life at the exact moment I needed it. I was craving direction in my new business and blog, and Hannah gave us such a gift with helping us discover our voices. I found my way to connect to my tribe through my writing, and at the same time, dive deeper into my true self and embracing my vulnerability. I made life long friends with the other women who joined. This program expanded my business and my world. I am so grateful for my experience.” ~Jessica DeFeo

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“The catalysts for my biggest a-ha moments during the program were pieces of your story and the stories of our Joy sisters – the reflection of self and possibility, connecting us all as one.”

“I’m a writer who believes ARDENTLY in the power of community. I thrive when I’m connected to other writers who can just hold space for my work and share what it’s like to be living the writers life. The community you’ve created, Hannah, is so unique and so special. I think we’re all called to connect with others when we need it most– and I really believe the communities we find are the exact ones we need at that point in our lives.”

“I am missing Hannah’s daily emails, it had become part of my morning ritual. I would read them on my cell phone before getting out of bed every morning.”

“Thank you all so much for your unconditional love, support, laughs and tears. Love being a part of this amazing group.”

“I did not have any expectations going in and I learned this: to allow my creative side to gets its groove back, slow my roll and enJOY more of the *now* and gobble up all the inspiring stories of your daily letters and the fantastically beautiful, strong women in this group.”

When will we start to play::

  • September 29th
  • A prompt one day, a group discussion around it the next. For 30 days. 15 prompts, 15 days to explore and discuss each prompt.
  • This is play, fun, expanding your vision for the power of your blog or business.

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Questions you might have::

Is this a writing course? No, I won’t be critiquing your writing but I will be giving you prompts to explore using your words to gather the strength of community and connection around your writing. I know awesome writing coaches if you need a reference.

Will the prompts help me with blogging? I hope so! We will play and you will explore your words in different ways. My hope is that you’d get some great posts written inspired by writing for connecting and community building.

In 30 days will I have increased my community? If you connect with just one person in these 30 days the answer to this will be yes! And I will be asking you to connect.

Will you be telling stories of how you built your community and made such awesome connections? Why of course, thanks for asking, I love to tell stories! I will be sharing through stories written and some videos during the 30 days.

Is this about making more money with my blog? Nope, not during these 30 days. Eventually, yes. Our focus is not on money but on building connection and community around your blog or business. The money making bit is that next layer on top of the community. But if you don’t have a community to sell to, you aren’t making any money.

Do I need to be active on the Facebook group? Yes. This is where we will explore and discuss together. Not everyone will be as prolific as others on the group but to fully get the experience of the course (which is all about connection and community) you need to show up. If Facebook has never been your thing, let me convince you that this group is magical, but you have to show up and give me the chance to sway you!

What if I’m not playful in the online world? Then go ahead and sign up, I’ll help you with that! We will play and I hope that at the end of these days you will view social media and marketing with new eyes.

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A 30 day course in community, connection and gathering

September 29th

$89

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women circling 6women circling 4women circling 7The days we feel whole and beautiful are gifts.

Today is amazing.

Did you hear?

Tuck that knowing in the pockets of your sexy clothes that you drape on your skin today and go on. Move through the day.

Just for today, no other day matters right now, you are the most beautiful creature walking this earth. You glow. You are light. You are love.

You are amazing.

All the information and input and vibrations out there say only that.

The vibrations of your amazingness are drops of water, thirst quenchers, desire makers.

You are amazing and each glance that comes your way today is all about that knowing.

The waves of your sex, your touch, your beauty, your crazy intuitive knowing are amazing.

You can try to sabotage your amazing today. But it won’t work. The Universe is too strong in her knowing about this day.

I know you’ll still try to mess with it, shape shift it out of amazing. The amazing will win. Just so we are clear on that.

The stories of the truths of what you want, of what makes you high, of the things that call you in your longings… these are all amazing, not broken or wrong.

I can’t wait to see you today, to glance the way you move in your knowing.

The surprises will wash over you today.

The Universe will wink.

Today is amazing.

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 Photos that make me feel beautiful by Ruth Clark.

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On the eve.

August 11, 2014

 

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Thirst is sensual, alive, raw, moving. It is our moon and waves and blood and the element of spiritual regeneration. It is psychic and love.

I avoided water on my skin and inside of me for years. I didn’t like showering until I was in the shower, once every 3-ish days. I loved being at the ocean edge but not jumping into the waves.

I held myself back from water and became so thirsty. Sad. Closed down.

My intuition, my love, my flow was being drawn out and replaced only in the smallest amounts.

One day I started to run, intuitively. I drank more water, touched water, craved water. I watched my body start to shift, change, become fit and strong.

Hydrated. Not just in my cells but my heart and spirit.

I found a love for my hunger, my thirst, my needs.

None of it was complicated. I don’t do complicated.

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A Woman’s Thirst is an adventure into simple challenges to feel alive, sensual, pulsing with the moon and the tides. It is an invitation to stretch our edges together and take risks.

We may not complete all the days adventures. Some may scare us. Some will pump us with a feeling of joy and aliveness and hydration that we haven’t felt in years.

You don’t need anything special for the 40 days. Each day is a simple challenge coming to you through your email.

We will connect as a group through photos on Instagram using #awomansthirst to collect the pictures of our adventuring.

It is my hope that each day the prompt/challenge will allow you to know yourself in a deeper way. To connect to the love that flows through us like waves.

We start in the morning.

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Motivation and bravery.

August 5, 2014

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I spent the weeks before the photo shoot running a lot.

The last year my body had changed in dramatic ways, matching the drama I was feeling in my life I suppose.

My cycle had changed as I welcomed a child into a young woman under my roof, her cycle holding the more powerful force, clearly.

My body wasn’t fitting its clothes anymore and I felt like poop. Poop emoticon used many a time.

My metabolism, already slowed, came to a screeching halt, as happens to many my age who also find themselves slowing down their pace, no longer chasing after toddlers and working more on the computer. Read :: sitting on the bum.

I need motivation, deadlines, a reason. I am self motivated for sure in my work, so matching my body feeling good up to my work became a tiny secret weapon.

Photo shoot with Catherine Just in Portland, Oregon in July. Bam. Deadline. Motivation. Put a chunk of cash down and know that it will be real soon.

The running had already become part of my deep desire for quenching my thirst. But now I had a way to challenge myself and see if I could change into a high functioning, beautiful feeling, filled with light and energy body. I had tried before and failed. Being no stranger to failure, I knew I hadn’t stumbled on the right ‘formula’ for myself yet.

One day I realized that there was this huge mental block that had been stopping me from shifting my body into a more sensual feeling/looking place, and it stopped me with shivers.

For the last few years I had been living trying not to diet. Not dieting equated with not losing weight. So I gained weight and refused to allow myself to lose any.

BIG! What???

Learning to live as a person who does not severely restrict their food creates this huge pendulum swing for many of us. We want to rid ourselves of disordered eating but it can go so far to the other side. Then we are stuck on the opposite end in refusal to make any move to change our body, for fear that we will fall right down the hole into our disorder.

I had to sit with myself and ask if I would be able to handle to emotional component of losing weight. Would I be able to lose weight and feel proud, strong and beautiful? In control but not controlling?

The past two years I have felt myself falling deeper in love with my skin, my body, who I am. I have been on a path to heal pieces that had been shoved down deep, to layers where I could only feel them in my physical body, but not my heart and spirit.

With this love was I ready to watch my body transform into what would represent a physical form I could feel proud of, walk inside of with joy and allow to become my guide?

I felt so flipping ready.

So I ran. Ate intuitively. Let myself experience hunger when I felt sad and alone rather than filling the hunger with constant feedings that my body no longer needed.

Feeling hungry gave myself space to realize how thirsty I was and to drink glass after glass of water to quench this deep thirst I had been holding onto for so many years.

I became waves as I ran, drank my water and let some pains become mirrors for my physical body.

This was not controlling my pain with control, it was controlling the slow ease back into feeling it all, quieted and dehydrated for so long as way to keep time with choices and changes.

You remember being a kid and you would say, “I’m hungry!!!” And you would hear the soft words back… you might be thirsty, have some water first.

I tried it. Turns out those soft words are usually right. You might be thirsty but hunger is so familiar to us, so comfortable almost. We know how to feed, and feed and feed, repeat.

Thirst is sensual, alive, raw, moving. It is our moon and waves and blood and the element of spiritual regeneration. It is psychic and love.

I avoided water on my skin and inside of me. I don’t like showering until I am in the shower, once every 3-ish days. I love being at the ocean edge but not jumping into the waves.

I held myself back from water and became so fucking thirsty.

My intuition, my love, my flow was being drawn out and replaced only in the smallest amounts.

So I ran. Drank. Peed a hell of a lot. Figured out what I needed. And watched my body start to shift, change, become fit and strong.

I found a love for my hunger, my thirst, my needs.

Soup is my favorite way to feed myself. Some protein, veggies, broth, salt.

I went to Portland for my photo shoot and held a bravery in my body that came from holding myself, my layers, my joys, my pains, my deep desires to know my intuition and choices belong to me.

Permission to change. To iterate. To begin again each morning in full knowing that you are brilliant and beautiful and to make movement from that knowing.

Catherine is permission behind her camera. She already sees you as brilliant and beautiful and coaxes it out towards her lens.

She returns the investments you have put into yourself through photo.

Photos that will redesign how you see you.

Those weeks before the photo shoot so much happened. All the stories won’t be poured out onto this page.

Look at the photos, the stories lay inside of them, words not needed to show the journey of who I was becoming as I stood (or laid) for Catherine’s camera.

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Join me and now over 600 women for a free challenge :: A Woman’s Thirst :: A 40 day adventure in hydration, movement and failure.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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On the island.

August 4, 2014

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I am blessed for the rain falling on my braids.

I am blessed with the darkest chocolate brownie that melts as I take bites all through the day.

I am blessed to see the color blue that makes my breath quicken with a yes.

I am blessed with women who can be naked in front of you, physically and otherwise.

I am blessed when I find mirrors hiding in little corners.

I am blessed to fall in love with a life growing inside one who I love like mad.

I am blessed along side horses who feel the same as I about the rain.

I am blessed with sips of nectar and bubbles with the spirit sister who can talk to me for hours.

I am blessed munching pomme frites, always the pomme frites.

I am blessed by the sight of the pigs tiptoeing towards me for a little affection.

I am blessed with messages from the island reminding me that as intense as it all feels in this moment, the journey has only just started, each morning.

I am blessed standing on boats on waters that transport me into the first vacation in forever.

I am blessed to let my crabby sadness ebb and flow with the waves, finding giggles, refusing tears, stumbling through pains mixed with joys mixed with loneliness mixed with connection.

I am blessed by the rain falling on braids, not subtle in its shove to sip the coffee, hug my sweater and hear their words which become love notes to carry in my pocket, waiting for the sun to return.

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Your door closed, music loud, heart lost. Praying somewhere deep inside that you would be found by the one who held you in her womb if only she could see you.

The one who held you in her womb was birthing truth and disappearing while your music played. A truth no one could know or see. A body swollen from choices that would bleed.

All of her disappearing. Her sex, impulses, youth, secrets.

The call to sacred self, to words, for sisters to appear so for now she wouldn’t have to.

When it feels like disappearing turn the music down and pull your face to the sky.

When it feels like disappearing send a blessing on a star.

When if feels like disappearing show me your heart.

 

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