So hard to let go. And say good-bye.

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The yes I am always guiding others towards.

The yes of intuition and making your body feel at peace, release.

The yes of taking care of you, over all else so that you can show up as the brilliant gorgeous you.

The yes of knowing when you don't know and settling into the pain and prayer of that moment.

The yes when a decision is made, even if it is saying good-bye.

This Holiday Joy Up will be the last official Joy Up. There will be a celebration of all that has been and all that will be. We will honor the beauty that has held a tribe born out of the question, "Can you increase the amount of joy in your life in just 10 days?"

That was 2 1/2 years ago.

Hundreds of women have lifted themselves up inside of the space and days traveling through Joy Ups.

My life has been changed and twisted and loved up and pulled into joy.

And now my yes is saying good-bye and honoring the beauty of these travels together.

This December we will journey as a group into the final live group Joy Up program.

I am ready for the new creations that are inside of me wanting to be born. But mostly I desire going deeper and asking that of you. The you who is ready to find your own yes. In 2014 I will spread my wings and take us together on new adventures through magic and gorgeous living and truth.

When this yes became clear to me I fought it for a bit and tried to find ways around it. And everything in my body kept leading me back to the joy of a decision made inside of growth and change and surrender.

This December we will journey as a group into 24 days of the magic of Joying Up.

We will spiral together through prompts that allow us to see each moment through the eyes of joy. Joy doesn't mean being happy, joy means feeling it all, having access to everything that you hold inside. We will spiral.

Finding the yes that is waiting to be born inside of you is beauty.

This December come along with us. Into a Joy Up.

The yes can lead to a moment that is hard to let go of.

The yes might mean saying good-bye.

The yes could lead to a celebration of all that was, is and will be.

And so it is.

The Holiday Joy Up

 

 

Oh yes.

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Do you truly know her?

Your rogue ecstasy, your story of fantasy, your beautiful spaces?

Have you embraced the romance of waking up in your skin?

Can you feel the sensuality inside of grey, the rawness of an orange sky, the taste of a kiss full of red wine?

Do you reflect your light in others and draw their curiosity of pleasure into you?

Have you ripened? Have you ripened?

In a past life/future life have you stood in the blossoming of your sexuality with your senses exploding, in the gift of feeling?

And from that self that was or will be can you feel her guiding you?

Are you sexy and sanguine?

Do you feel belly passion?

Can you close your eyes and paint your beauty by numbers?

Is there a knowing in your toes, your ears, your breasts that each piece of you is loved and sacred and on the journey towards whole?

Is there a candle waiting to be lit that is celebrating you, celebrating her, celebrating this gorgeous life that you have claimed?

And where can you whisper 'oh yes. oh yes. oh yes'?

Let me take you there. To the yes. To the roughness of your edges and the dance of your awakening.

This. This is where we travel next.

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Sexy and Sanguine coming 2014.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Loft Autumn Series : Holiday Trunk Show

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Meet Chelsae. She is joy wrapped in a human body and one of my girls here in Providence. You may see us from time to time in my Instagram feed!  Chelsae has a magic about her that you feel in every conversation, each laugh and all of the beauty that she creates for her Utopian collection line.

One of my greatest joys has been having this magical space, The Loft, to share with my friends. We've had girl weekends, pre-wedding cocktail parties, wedding mornings dressing the bride and drinking whiskey, birthday parties with visioning, co-working weekends and quiet wine nights.

Chelsae had the vision for how gorgeous the Loft space could be and set about helping me collect antiques and thrift and made all the pillows you see in my space (and you'll be able to own some for yourself!). She told me when I needed plants and I found them, haha!

I am thrilled that the Loft is hosting her Holiday Trunk show. Stop by and say hello ( I will be popping in and out during the day), see the Loft and munch some yummy things. Leave with one of a kind handmade treasures for gifts if you can part with them! You may have noticed many of my friends wearing those crowns around their head? Yep, that is Chels.

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Happy Holidays!

What:: Holiday Trunk show featuring The Utopian Collection, an eco-friendly line of handbags as well as accessories for you and your home

Who:: Chelsae Biggs

When:: Saturday, November 16th from 10am-4pm.

Where:: The Loft, Hope Artiste Village, Suite 1110 (In the hallway just to the right of the Farmer's Market)

Eat and drink some yummy refreshments too! Please come and invite your friends!

(Second photo credit Ruth Clark)

The Loft Autumn Series ~ Chocolate Night

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Persephone Brown hosts Chocolate Night!!!

I am thrilled to welcome Persephone back to The Loft after her sold out (and then a few more squeezed in) Spring Feast where she brought us gorgeous food and wine and the understanding of each food's preparation. One of the women reported to having more fun than she thought possible at a cooking night!

The idea for chocolate night was cooked up I'm pretty sure as the Spring Feast dishes were being washed! I love food. I love Persephone. And I love bringing women together at The Loft, to feel kindred, to laugh, to rest while being nurtured.

Date: Friday, November 22nd, 6:30pm-10:30pm

Cost: $85 (includes a spot in The Holiday Joy Up, oh yes!)

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"Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.”

― Joanne Harris

Celebration of life, settled on our tongue. Chocolate.

At the Loft we laugh. We celebrate. We dine, and wine, and sigh at the beauty and the goodness of it all. This chocolate night will be a heightened experience brought alive from the flavors, scents, and fluidity of this food from the Gods. The menu will vary from rich and raw to savory and simple. Wine is paired to take you further into the evening’s experience. Leave with a little something to take home with you, and an arsenal of new recipes which will bring love into your kitchen, the way only chocolate can.

 mara's glassA perfect recipe starts with flavor, then color. A perfect dish grabs hold of all of your senses, you smile at the sight of its beauty, the textures dance on your tongue. A perfect meal nourishes you beyond healthy nail beds and belly, with story, and laughter, and soft colorful cloth napkins. A perfect meal is messy, and simple, and lovingly prepared. The first bite you dance, the last bite you sigh, and every moment in between, all that exists is love.

~Persephone

 
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Our amazing menu:

Marinated Brussel Sprout Salad

White Chocolate Baba Gannouj

Cocoa ~ Mushroom Caponata

Cacao and Red Wine Braised Beef

Gluten Free Chocolate Chip Banana Bread

Lover’s Mousse

Wine, & plenty of surprises.


All dishes prepared will be gluten and dairy free.  Please let us know of any dietary restrictions you may have, and we will do our best to accommodate you.

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persephone cooking classPersephone Brown is a Certified Health Coach, with certification from the American Association of Drugless Practitioners. A graduate of the Institute of Integrative Nutrition and Columbia Teachers College of New York City. Spending a number of years cooking for herself (as a vegan, vegetarian, and now carnivore) and as the baker for the Juice and Java Cafe she learned the art of making healthy beautiful food that tastes good and warms your core.

Persephone uses her education and experience with food, to support women to clear the static and get real clear on what works for them. She has guided hundreds of whole food cleanses, teaching people to take that first step for their health and their life. Clarity is a beautiful thing when you're deciding where it is you want to go. A healthy digestive system and healthy mind help you get there.

 
 

A bladder loved.

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My bladder still leaks. Sometimes I am so used to it and then I attend a wedding in my hot little red dress and start to jump on the dance floor and with the warm release remember that I have holes. Leaks. Places that no longer work as they once did. I have to keep stopping and padding. I jump less and feel slight embarrassment with each trip to the bathroom.

So, it leaks. I'm working on it. I don't believe I will live with this forever. I do love the irony that bladder issues have to do with holding, with fear of letting go. So mine just lets go a lot since emotionally I am a master holder!

The pain from Interstitial Cystitis is mostly gone. Holy shit. I'll type that again. The pain is mostly gone. Today was the first day I've had a flare up in months. Months. This part of me working better than it has in so many years. I can have sex with ease and fun. My body can move and flow. It feels a bit like a rebirth for this part of my body, this feminine squishy loved place.

I feel sexy. I feel open. I feel my yes.

(Please grab that mantra for yourself.)

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The pain was the crazy gift. I love my bladder. I have deep respect for all it does and even for what it can no longer do.

I understand that when I am 'off' like today it is a reminder that I am heading towards a new place. And that I must drink water even though I don't like to pee often.

It is my gentle nudge that I must start to create the nest for the new.

This loved bladder of mine allows me to feel present. To not run away.

Being present means not always being strong. It means feeling tired (like I am today) or scared. It is understanding the fears so we can move through. Each time new space is coming in our lives, something happens. It is in the listening that we are able to move through.

You can be strong later. In the present you need to feel it to move through it.

***

We have been talking about feeling in Making Space for Surrender. Feeling what you are fighting against rather than numbing it or silencing it. Feeling it so it can become a guide towards what you want. Feeling it so you can find a way to what you need.

So tonight I am going to put on my yoga pants and make mug after mug of steaming red raspberry leaf tea. I'm going to make a huge pot of chicken corn chowder (recipe will be in Holiday Joy Up). I'm going to clear out a few corners that have piled up with stuff.

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On the last full moon I tried to release silence. Held the word inked on paper onto the red flames of the fire. But truly I suck at release. I don't like it if I'm being honest. But I wrote it down as though that word needed to jump out to the paper.

I thought it meant that I needed to find ways to talk more about how I am feeling.

What I've realized in the last few weeks is that I am actually releasing the fear of silence and opening to the softness of what I adore.

I use words. Typed on this old computer. Words unspoken are how I process. How I share. How I guide. How I teach.

For now I am not the girl in the therapist's chair. I write. I write to breathe. I write to move through. I write to feel.

And in the silence of my writing I find home, find love, find truth, find you, find longing, find peace.

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A bladder loved. I had to feel the pain to find the love. And so...

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A new prompt for those of you keeping your vision books. Find that intuitive beauty resting inside your lovely eyes, and play.

She's...

She's

 

 

 

 

The Holiday Joy Up 2013

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When you dance in the magic something opens up inside and the desire for more joy, dreams and passion becomes the mission of the heart.

December 1st to the 24th

Magic. Sparkly nights. Soft space. Blessings. Hope. Sexy shoes. Red lipstick. Glitter on the floor. Gluten and dairy free pumpkin pie. Memories. Beauty. Now.

These 24 days are about connecting to daily gratitude, creating everyday magic, feeling filled with connection (rather than sugar), truthfulness, radiating love and that twinkle of inspiration for creating a season of joy.

Gratitude + Love + Magic = Holiday Joy

24 days of holiday letters holding inside of them:

  • Inspiration towards making more daily magical moments
  • Reminders of what truly matters to us through holiday joy affirmations
  • Gratitude makers - think noise makers full of gratitude - through soulwork assignments
  • Recipes that make your taste buds joyful and your body gorgeous
  • Daily sparkles, tingles, twinkles, fluttering...magic of the season

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Reminders to dance in the magic of the season:

  • Support from your joy tribe
  • Inspirations for sharing the love of the season
  • Twinkles of gratitude
  • Joyful giving and receiving
  • Gorgeous holiday living

Shifting into joy for the present moments:

  • Feeling love for who we are now, yes, now
  • Simple ways of showing love through the sharing and receiving of gifts and gestures
  • Mindfulness and joy that come from the simple, ordinary tasks of our life
  • Transforming the everyday into joyful holiday magic through Soulwork
  • Fully being inside of the joy of the season

 

Recipes to connect you deeper to your health:

  • Grain-free and mostly dairy free, like me!

Here is how we move into the magic:

  • A letter each morning delivered to your email, like a daily gift of gratitude
  • 24 days of inspiration
  • A Facebook Joy Tribe Group to chat in, share inspiration, pictures and the magic of the season
  • Magical guests contributing their sparkle and gratitude
  • Watch your holiday joy start to sparkle as you dance in the magic
  • I celebrate Christmas but this is for celebrating the season, not a specific holiday
  • Share the magic we will be dancing in, sign up with a soulsister
  • $49.00
  • Or join and gift to a soulsister $70.00
  • December 1st to the 24th

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I always smell joy and the excitement in the air, see it in the lights that start to sparkle and taste it in the homemade applesauce simmering away on the stove. This time together is about focusing on those special moments and making memories. Taking the stress and pressures and flipping them into gratitude, love and joy! Let's discover the magic of the twinkle together.

Here is my love note to you:

  • I believe you are amazing
  • I believe in you connecting to the special
  • I believe in the magic of all you are
  • I believe in you

"Hannah has changed the way I breathe." ~ Maria

"Thank you for giving us your all, it allows us to do the same for ourselves." ~ Izabela

"I didn't even realize how far away I had traveled from my passions and joy until Hannah entered my life. What did I do without her?"~ Joanie

"The work you do is magical and impacts so much on the lives of the women that take part… including me." ~ Amy

"I value your words so much, they always speak to my heart. Thank you, I get so tired of reading other people's words all the time but yours are always special." ~ Jackie

"To feel that connection that exists between all of us, everywhere, is so refreshing and joyful." - Emily

"This time has been wonderful. I met Joy like an old friend coming back into my life. I am really enjoying the visit and hope that she stays." - Laura

"This has been the most precious of days ♥ !" - Stacy

"Thank you for these days, they will ripple into many more days to come." - Jenn

"Focusing on joy has allowed me to encourage and old friend and totally change the way I think about situations. I'm usually negative but these past days I have learned to speak the truth in my head out loud instead of letting the negative situations take over. It has been really amazing." - Rachel

 

 

 

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Hannah on beach

if you wrote me a song it would be called home

home inside of new love inside of old love inside of him

 

home my foot crying out stamping in standing on shores with greedy tears

if you wrote me a song i would crawl inside of you and call you home

 

grabbing pieces of broken shell the shell she used to find

the purple stripes like that gum she used to chew in this place that was home

 

and if you wrote me a song please know i would fall into that bowl of pieces of the sea

that embraces a full-blown sexuality that embraces her passion for the sea that embraces

 

her altar hidden under sand the heart she refuses to pocket

so if you wrote me a song i would push you away into the unclosed circle of my wild heart

and your voice would sing home

The Loft Autumn Series : Canvas, Cocktails, Community with Cassia Cogger

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I am so excited to host Cassia's first Loft class. During an event Cassia attended last year she pulled out painting supplies and let us all grab brushes and sit on the floor and play. Cassia is hilarious, high energy and so gifted at about 10 million things. She will make you smile, set you at ease and show you the joy and beauty in paint.

And there will be cocktails. Because we can.

Canvas, Cocktails, Community

When: Friday, November 15th, 2013 6-10pm

Cost: $85

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 Join us for a fun filled night of creative expression as we connect to self and others through paint on the canvas.

Cassia Cogger will guide the group through general painting prompts encouraging exploration and connection to intuition. Color will be splashed and splayed, maybe even sploshed. People will connect, to themselves as well as others. Cocktails will be consumed and paintings will be made...

Join us on Friday Evening, November 15, magic will happen!

No painting or artistic experience necessary. All materials are included though you are welcome to bring yours.

 

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Full Moon ~ Celebrations into Surrender

Calling my wild women!!! from Hannah Marcotti on Vimeo.

 

I want to share Day 1 of Making Space for Surrender with you. In this video you'll get the prompt we'll be starting with as way to practice being on our edge. In a fun, wild woman way.

Many use the Full Moon as a time to release, to feel wild and free, to let go of something that no longer serves. Sounds a bit like surrender, yes?

Here are some ideas for your wild woman edge::

Skinny dipping

Moon walk with singing/howling

Laying under the moon in soft blankets and pillows, maybe naked...

A late night date in bed

Fire pit circling, burn something you no longer need to hold onto

Spicy colored lipstick all day long

Walk on the beach, release strips of paper with old stories on them, allow them to float away

Give away flowers to strangers

Lay your crystals in the moonlight and wash your hands and face in rose water (leave the water out under the moon too)

Leave a surprise crystal or beaded jewelry for a friend

Make a really spicy dinner

Drink Prosecco with fresh strawberries while bathing in moonlight

Dance in the moonlight

Commit to looking deeply in people's eyes all day, let them be the first to look away

Compliment people all day, tell them why they are glowing, gorgeous, amazing

What are your wild woman full moon ideas?

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When the quiet seeks you.

"When the going gets tough, the tough get going - but the enlightened? They surrender."   Martha Beck

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when you want to spend the day sipping miso broth and making videos in pink lipstick and he throws up all over your bed.

the time you think you are being open to their needs. and receiving. and it turns out you were blocking it all.

the to-do's and stresses piled high like a stack of papers balancing for this moment, but if you look away, falling, spilling, everywhere.

hormones. hemorrhoids. weak bladder. red tent desires.

the moment you realize you must make the decision about their life. you can see it in their eyes. and know.

the dreams about babies and water and your fish dying. circle of life. waking up with tears.

the spirit guide pointing you in a direction you never wanted. or did you?

and so...

bake the cookies.

eat them warm.

snuggle him and use hot cloths.

map it out. see it.

practice

surrender

practice.

bake the cookies.

eat them warm.

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We will be moving into the practice and the surrender. Starting on the full moon, October 18th. We will be having some wild, free, sexy kinds of fun. And maybe making cookies.

My favorite chocolate chip cookies:

1 jar nut butter
2 eggs
1 1/2 tsp baking soda
1 1/4 cup palm sugar
1/2 (or more) of dark chocolate chips
1 TB vanilla

So simple, preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper. Place the dough on the sheet in TB sized scoops. Gently pat each one down a bit. Dough will be sticky. Cook for 8-10 minutes. They will continue cooking when you take them out so err on the side of looking a bit under done.

When we make these with peanut butter, we use tsp sized scoops, making a smaller cookie. They tend to be more moist when made smaller. When making these for ice cream sandwiches you want to make sure they do not get too crispy. Cook them on the shorter side, allow to cool really well and then carefully put softened ice cream on the underside of one cookie. Gently place another cookie on the top, wrap in parchment paper or put in a glass container into the freezer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The processing and #meatloaf

 

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Not so much a processor, this body and mind of mine. Somewhere in my heart, my spirit I must take it all in. I am so quick to move on, to forget to share some words or moments. With all of you or myself.

This was the final #operationselfcarelikewhoa event. Actually, there was a first and a last! Nothing in between but a bit of a confidence crisis. The first #osclw filled up within 24 hours with 15 women. The second was cancelled due to low enrollment. The last one made it by the skin of its teeth.

I had heard filling events in person could be tough. I didn't realize it would be tough on my spirit. So when the final event came and some of the women had to cancel, we had a circle of 5. Sarah and I guiding and 3 women bringing all of themselves to form our circle.

I got scared. My confidence hit a low. I worried about energy output and how a small circle would work, if the women would feel too 'on the spot' or if it would just be too intimate. My favorite number to gather friends is about 5-7 so I knew that if the energy of each woman who walked through the door was open and ready it could be magical.

But I was nervous. I was feeling a bit of uncertainty. Right where I needed to be.

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Hours before the event I embraced the intimacy of our gathering. I wrote up an intimate photo hunt that we would all share and invited my community on social media to play along. The Instagram community had posts before any of us did. Bringing my larger community into feelings of intimacy with these events makes me soar.

 Months and months ago I wanted to start to move into smaller intimate gatherings. I visioned having 3 women come to The Loft together to dream, to do some power work on their businesses, to shop, to eat, to have an experience of biz meets #osclw. I got scared of the price I would need to put on that time together. I worried no one would come. I worried and knew it wasn't time.

This last gathering of #osclw was the signal, the download from the Universe that it is time to follow my longings of my soulwork.

My confidence crisis brought me back so I could focus on where I'm headed. My energy is shifted #likewhoa.

I am willing to invest in myself, my self care, my business, my heart, my spirit, my needs, my desires. I am willing to believe that others will too.

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I loved witnessing Sarah inside of her fierce and gentle gifts of circling women. I love collaborating when it feels so damn good. And easy. And grounding. Her energy and friendship are light to me. We don't have pictures from her healing circle because it is inside of an Urban Spa and lights are low and phones are not invited in. Let me just say; think pink salt room glowing with the energy of giving and receiving. Think goddess glowing. Think shift.

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From the moment these women walked through that Loft door each of us started to shift, to shed, to crack, to heal. Yes, this can happen in 24 hours, in 15 minutes. If you believe. If you show up. If you want it.

One of the women left to applause as she announced a huge knowing that she was leaving with. We all cried and laughed a lot during the weekend. Sometimes it really only takes 15 minutes.

If you believe.

If you show up.

If you want it.

I spend days, weeks, prepping for each event. I spent the week before getting meatloaf in the freezer and squash roasted. Finding the right wine. Setting it up just so. I am learning to honor the time and love that I put into these events, I love it so freaking much. It is part of what I must do.

And I make a damn good meatloaf. I'll share the recipe.

Turkey Meatloaf

2 pounds dark turkey meat, 2 eggs, 1/4 cup or more almond meal, chopped parsley, chopped kale (like 1/4 cup of each), 1 TB tomato paste, 1/2 cup finely diced red onion, salt, pepper, red pepper flakes. Mix it all together in a bowl then place on an oiled baking sheet. I usually form two meatloaves out of it. On top spread some ketchup and bake at about 375 for 35-45 min. Check internal temp with meat thermometer to be certain.

 

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1. Flower set up. Every event, even my fun friend weekends, have flowers everywhere. Sometimes I am guided by a color, this time PINK! I fill all my little jars up and spread them around The Loft. Once the flowers are out I feel like everything can happen now, the magic can arrive.

2. Dear Universe Wall. I have a string of twinkle lights with little clothes pins and cards and a sharpie waiting on a table. The invitation is to write a prayer, to commune with the Universe. To ask. To be heard. To practice surrender. To say gratitude.

3. Intimate Photo Hunt. This was so much fun, we'll do it again. When you have events with people who have never met, one way to take the fear out is to give them a project, a task. This was a beautiful way to see moments together, to have some fun with our cameras after the more intense circles and conversations. And it connected us with the community that has grown to thousands on social media. On Instagram go to #intimatephotohunt to see all the gorgeous pictures.

4. Set a gorgeous table. You could do meal serving beautifully in brown paper bags, on a picnic blanket, anywhere. Just make it beautiful. Let everyone eat with their eyes first. Take time with the food prep and the eating. Have a conversation starter ready for the meals so they are being guided along with the flow of the gathering. Clean up. Always clean up quickly, I learned this one over time. Clean up time is now my processing time.

The details matter.

5. Make a mess. Always. Get messy with paint, glue, dirt, sand, water, something during a gathering. Dirty equals play and movement. These are essential to the gatherings. And yeah, clean up.

6. Share little things during events. I have a few handouts usually and pages of prompts, etc that I give to my women at gatherings. These prompts and pages can help anchor. This was a gorgeous photo copy page of a person with a feather dangling down their naked body. We all wanted to vision around this image and see what it meant to us.

7. Vision book. The main way I coach or guide is through vision work. Sharing this time together is special and we were blessed by seeing one of the most gorgeous vision books I've ever held. We learned the secret to making the book pop is by making sure the cut outs overlap into the seam. Pop!

8. The group shot. Don't forget to grab that photo of all of you together. This one was accidental and we loved it so. These women were truly amazing. (Photo by Kelly Ann)

Making Space for Surrender

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We start:  October 18th, the night of the Full Moon (yes, this is on purpose)
Where: Virtual, wherever you are.
How long: 5 weeks.
Why: So we can take a deeper breath inside of our lives after the exhale. So we can say yes to us.

Surrender: To give yourself up to a new emotion or course or influence. To melt into and open up to...

This is where we can make space for allowing, releasing and simply being in our now.

Each time I look at my calendar and think about what program I'd like to run there is always a direct connection to where I am. Over the last two years I've worked on creating a ritual, a practice of moving into surrender. And right now I am needing it again. I need to go into my practice, as I will again and again.

So as the calendar page turns to October I am ready to fall into surrender, into the work it takes to find it, to call it, to ease into it.

I have found myself inside of such rawness and fight and truly wanting not to feel, just move around the pain and the choices. That is when I know I need to return to surrender.

In all of my work there is always an echo of surrender. For some it is fearful, for others a release and feeling of being in their flow. I want to talk about surrender with honesty and grace. I would like to go deeper, to explore allowing, letting-go, truth and the grace that will deepen our lives. And yes, this leads us deeper inside of that beautiful thing called joy!

 

Why surrender?

As we find ourselves pushing against and fighting what we are feeling, we draw in more of that which we push. We continue to obsess, replay, hear the mind chatter that keeps us stuck. That old story plays over and over and over. We become trapped.

There is an ease when we learn how to embrace surrender. Feeling without fight. Fear and struggle are met with truth and grace. Releasing and allowing feel spectacular with the flow from stuck into surrender. Surrender is an entry point for joy. Surrender can guide you into stillness, moving, creating, acting and flowing.

 

Surrender is no longer pushing against :: My belly (insert body part of choice or flaw of choice) is so flabby I could never be loved (love myself).

Surrender is no longer playing the same old story :: I have nothing unique to offer the world because I'm not creative, smart, worldly, skinny, beautiful...

Surrender is no longer living in the what-if :: What if I could lose these last 10 pounds, be a size 4, make more money, get my partner to understand, have more time...

Surrender is melting into, opening up, releasing and that moment when you are ready to forgive yourself.

"Hannah's program taught me how to shift my judgements into truths. Practicing this skill has profoundly shifted my thinking, reduced anxiety, and helped me experience greater joy in my everyday life. I highly recommend this program to anyone who is ready to surrender all the messy details of what's holding you back and start walking in the purity of truth." ~ Britta Alexander

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Imagine your life if you could move past the stories that hold you in fear and excuses?

Imagine your relationships, your business, your spirit?

Where in your world is there an echo of surrender and what feelings does it leave you with?

Most of us are afraid to shine. We let our fear overtake us so we can’t move forward. We are paralyzed with shame, with trying to seem perfect and doing what is expected rather than what brings us joy.

We have a beautiful truth that wants to be heard. It is clogged by indecision, perfectionism, fear and doubts.

Are you ready to surrender to the struggle?

Would you like to allow and let-go without feeling like you are constantly pushing against and rather start to flow with?

Are you willing to allow grace (love, ease, fluidity, forgiveness, kindness) into that space?

We will release. We will move into our light. It won't be easy but it will bring us closer to the ease we desire each day when we wake.

The How:

  • We will work with a weekly theme of moving from the story that is keeping us stuck and locked into fear and into writing our new one.
  • Three emails from me each week to support your journey for each of the 5 weeks.
  • Prompts with soulwork to take at your own pace
  • Recorded interview stories with women who will share their stories of surrender and change.
  • Videos from me sharing my stories of surrender.
  • A FB group where we will come together and share our journey and deepen our support. I will be very present and actively helping to prompt you deeper into your knowing.
  • Gentle power, that is how we will enter into surrender, gentle power.

Prep week begins October 18th during the Full Moon...

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The Why::

  • Because of you, because of you, because of you.

"Hannah has changed the way I breathe." ~ Maria

"Thank you for giving us your all, it allows us to do the same for ourselves." ~ Izabela

"I didn't even realize how far away I had traveled from my passions and joy until Hannah entered my life. What did I do without her?"~ Joanie

"The work you do is magical and impacts so much on the lives of the women that take part… including me." ~ Amy

"I value your words so much, they always speak to my heart. Thank you, I get so tired of reading other people's words all the time but yours are always special." ~ Jackie

What I'm not writing about.

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I'm not writing much about my kids. I don't post their pictures on the blog but they are scattered on Instagram, always with their permission. When I first started this blog 5 years ago (holy moly 5!) I wrote about food, health, my family. That is how I entered the world of online voice and over the years I changed. My passions and desires and the way I weave words, changed.

I have a deep respect for the fact that my kids are getting older and I've asked that my blog not be something they read because it is written for adults, but I know that people who know them read my words. When it feels like a part of my story to tell, I do. I hope to always have that inner wisdom guiding me.

Here is a piece that I haven't written about, but a conversation I've started to have with women further along the years than I am...the disconnect with your kids. After spending a whole lotta years as a heavy attachment parent, after not filling my tank the way I should have, I started to search for me. And in that search I often feel disconnected from the mother born in me 11 years ago.

I became so much more the day I became a mother. I also lost of piece of myself that I am now searching to find and heal. I know like any relationship there will be times that we are more connected and times we seem to float apart. I never thought this could happen with children. But it does.

I'm holding on so tightly to the connection with my 5 year old because next year he will join the other 2 in school full time. I won't have him as my partner during the day, the person to hug or snuggle with when the air turns cold. As they get older our relationships change and it is beautiful to witness and hard to let go.

Being a highly sensitive parent with 3 kids is a tough undertaking. I am constantly being asked to stretch in ways I'm not sure my body can withstand. And then I see the littlest put his head on his brother's shoulder and hear them crack up. I witness the way my daughter's hand creates pictures out of nothing but a direct Universal download and watch her body start to look like mine.

And I stretch a little bit further.

I don't write much about my marriage, other than the fact that we are walking through some scary but hopefully beautiful times together. 19 years is a long time, meaning, we aren't the same make-up of people we were when we met. And we are in it. In the work, the decisions, the love that has glued us together for so long.

Right now this piece is so sacred and so delicate. And while I know that words about my journey through this could offer strength and support to others, it isn't the time. But my part of the journey is where my words land now. The women who have gathered around me during this time of deep healing and a lot of fear, get earfuls, and they help me to process and ask me questions that prompt me further into my knowing.

Being in this middle passage age I often feel an urge to retreat from the work, the truth, the feelings all tangled up. But the years I've lived, they are the wisdom that are now my wings. Craving this amount of space in my life now feels a bit selfish and yet like a lifeline.

And Patrick's story, his movement through this time inspires me. His depth of love, support and knowing, even his fears and insecurities. We don't know where we will land, but we are doing everything from a place of love.

This is the only way we know.

The other thing I don't write about is how I am not this blog, these words, my programs. I believe that you can see all of me when I show up in transparency but I am learning you can't. I know this is OK.

When people meet me in person they can finally see more parts of me. I want more of that. I am calling forth women to more gatherings, more special moments are being created. (#operationselfcarelikewhoa has spaces left) I will start to make more videos. If you follow me on Instagram you'll see more bits of my world, my passions, myself.

I want to know I am wrapped with the comfort that "we are all just walking each other home." ~ Ram Dass

I started the #ilovethislifenow on Instagram because I needed to stop and remind myself that even when it was hard and ugly and painful, this life, this now, this moment holds beauty. When I see the pictures that others post I feel some of the loneliness lift. I want to share that power of knowing, of connection.

As I was writing this a dear soul-sister posted the poem from Oriah Mountain Dreamer, The Invitation.

"I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence."

"I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it."

I wanted to know what I wasn't writing about because the source of those unwritten words are keeping time in my life right now.

I want you to know that I believe in magic. And guides. And divine timing. And serendipity. And cracking open. And having our own truth. And living in the grey. And unicorns. And the power of tattoos. And fierce love. And circles of women. And words, words. And soul longings. And the best plate of pomme frites with any kind of mayo. And sitting with the pain, the joy, the beauty.

 

 

Goodnight beautiful day. A gift for October.

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It is my birthday. Yes, there is a hashtag... #epic39

There will be a scavenger hunt around the city with my friends. White balloons. Pink flowers. Bubbly drinks.

And a gift for you.

:: 31 days of closing the day and saying goodnight with affirmation, intention, permission, question and mantra in October.

Each night before I go to sleep I whisper somewhere inside of me, Goodnight Beautiful Day.

No matter how hard the day has been or the challenges I've faced I want to close my night in beauty, in gratitude, in gentleness.

I hope I've washed my make-up off, but often I don't. Sometimes I fall asleep in half my clothes from the day. But my mantra remains. And as I lay there I think about what I'd like to be tomorrow, the qualities I'd like to embrace or try on.

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Ending each day with intention or prayer or mantra or blessing is for me a life-shifter. I can find myself falling into the what-ifs or I shouldn't have-s so easily.

If I can grab onto one thought that allows me to vibrate in a new way, which then is like a prayer, I end my days in softness and grace.

I close the day with love rather than anger.

I find that I have better dreams and those dreams help me to work through my 'stuff.'

I am more focused (and as an adult with OCD/ADD, whatever it may be labeled, this is huge for me) with my daily practices.

Our inboxes are filled. I know, you should see mine. I only want to offer you things that add to your rituals and time, never take away. Each day you'll receive in your inbox a picture with some words, just like that one above. It will be your mantra, question, affirmation, landing place for the evening. Something to carry with you, journal around, hold deep, lift up or snuggle up to.

You accepting space for my words in your inbox is an honor and I am humbled daily that words I write have such beautiful places to be received.

To join this October gift just put your email in that box and you'll be signed up. That simple.

And, thank you for being here. xo

How are you, now?

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There was a time that I stopped asking this question. I think when I was in school they told us not to, that we should ask instead what was good, make it about the positive. (You health coaches know the question, new and good right?)

And every time I would not ask the question I wanted to ask the question. I love that question. Even in its vague simplicity. I love knowing how someone is. I love seeing where they enter when I ask it. I love that I can get an entire story from their now. I love that we can just start there.

I even love that most enter in the negative. Because there is something so cleansing about purging out what is hard or what we are struggling with. It makes space for us to find our gratitude.

When my kids come home from school I ask them what the worst part of their day was. They usually struggle to find something but once they get it out all the good stuff flows out of them. Until I asked that question every answer was, 'fine.'

For the last year I've been visioning around my 39th year. My year of 38 has been about finding my fierceness, listening to my heart and learning who I was. I also thought it was going to be around knowing, really knowing. Having it all figured out. I mean, isn't that why I was visioning around it for so long?

But if you ask me how I am now? I am a little confused. I am struggling with some parts of me that I thought would be settled. I thought I would know myself so much deeper and yet it feels like this past year every one of my cells has been replaced and I must spend the next year getting to know each detail of my body, my heart, my desires, my work, my passions, my needs, my longings, my all.

Not what I thought. Rarely is. I feel kind of like a white board wiped clean but with all the vague traces of what was before showing in light grey.

I am fully committed to exploring the sensuality of this grey.

A few panic attacks have found me once I realized that I was going to turn 39 and not have the answers. Those cells, they had different plans for me. Damn.

I spent a weekend with my Magic Making Mastermind Group. It was beautiful. I found myself watching everyone. Studying them. Wanting to know in every moment how they were now and realizing that some of their cells were changing. Being replaced slowly with new ones that they had yet to integrate.

And I love this life now. And it can be really scary as we change, now.

The mix of realness and gratitude and fears and beauty. I'm landing here. Now.

How am I, now?

A little weepy, a heart settling down from panic attacks (finally), cozy in bed with my computer doing what I do to process and teach all together, grateful my period is over cause it was a tough one, worried about our new goldfish, so happy my eyebrows are waxed, adjusting to this chilly fall weather and hoping for a hot weekend, dreaming of a glass of red after yoga (kind of like going to bed thinking about the coffee you'll wake up to, kinda like that with my glass after yoga!), wondering if I can sneak in a 20 minute nap with my 5 year old and constantly thinking about spending time in the city with 6 women who fill my spirit Friday night.

And how are you, now? I really want to know.

 

 

A whisper of time.

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In my longing I am one self, arms coiled around in eagle, dipping towards earth, pulling body longer, stretching to places I am yet ready to claim.

In my longing she dances a sacred dance each morning. She is my womb, my love, my passion, my church.

In my longing I open because it is raw, unexpected, dangerous, vagina and jaw finding their path to unclench the unspoken.

In my longing hips circle, a freedom like seagull over ocean. A freedom, laying in warm grass rolling, giggling, sipping.

In my longing the numbers make rapid sense, add up and are always odd.

In my longing a daily whisper of time wakes me and clouds of white ritualize my open eyes. My opening eyes. My opening in this time.

In my longing I pause because I am growing up, the promise and wish of a young child now seeping into this skin about to know 39.

In my longing this pause sucks and is joy, both hands on my shoulders, hands covering tears, hands on belly laughter. Yes, all this. In one pause.

In my longing she tells me that I don't need to fear the sleep that leaves me at 3am, the work that becomes the exhale, the pleasure from a $2 taco.

I am one self. She is ocean knowing, salty kisses, long legs, mother breasts, shoulders bared, words falling, sensual time, edges of extremes, blue-eyeshadow eyes holding, hips circling in my longing.

Circling. Pressing. Knowing this one self.

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Prompt. In my longing...

We played with this one at The Magic Making Mastermind Retreat. I passed around words and phrases to help move the words out.

The other day I heard the phrase 'a whisper in time' come from someone's lips and I asked if I could take ownership of that phrase. Permission was granted.

Everywhere we go, there are words we read or see, thoughts that run through our heads, whispers in time lived; all of these are part of our story. Take a prompt, don't try to write poetry, that will only get you stuck.

Just write. Let it flow. Borrow phrases, words from other places and pull them into your discoveries of you.

In my longing.

 

 

 

Story Whispers ~ Amy Kessel

 I find myself eager for settling in with a cup of tea or glass of wine with those who I admire and hearing their story whispers. I crave these stories and voices.

The magic inside of the words, the treat of the truth and that moment of ‘yes, me too’ are why we must keep sharing our stories. I am making an effort to hear stories in person and through connection as well as tell my stories in whatever ways the words wish to flow out.

Connecting with Amy, even though my life has felt like a whirlwind challenging my superpower of expanding time, has been a blessing. First, let me tell you about her voice. Soothing, guiding, filled with love and gentle power. We've yet to meet in person so for now I am blessed to have her voice.
 
I want to invite you to sink into the words from Amy and let her wash over you. See where you land after spending time getting to know her. Can you see yourself inside of any of her answers? Allow yourself to resonate. She and I will be the ones in the corner, going deep because is there any other way? ;)
 
Please welcome my friend Amy Kessel today in my cozy online home. Relax in. We're both so glad you are here.

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Take us through your gorgeous life in terms of your senses: touch, taste, smell, sight, sound and any others that you possess.

I’m leading with sensation these days … physically, how does it feel to stretch this way or move that way, to eat this or say no to doing that?  How does that proposal land in my heart?  How does saying hello to this new person feel in my gut?  What clues does my body have for me about this idea? 

And I’m always on the hunt for sights, sounds and smells that delight me.  My eyes land happily on hummingbirds and waving lavender.  I smile at the sound of my daughter humming to herself as she eats berries from the garden.  I take greedy gulps of salty morning air on my sunny back porch.

The moment you knew you had found your thing, the one that would propel you forward because you can’t not do it?

I remember long afternoons with my best friend high in a maple tree, discussing crushes and disappointments, plans and hopes.  For hours and hours and hours.  Then climbing down, deeply satisfied, all talked out.   

I’m hardwired for soul-level connection, and I have constructed my life and work around it.  I’m hopeless at cocktail parties; you’ll find me in a corner totally lost in conversation with someone I probably just met, but with whom I’m diving deep.  I crave it like food or water. 

It shows up in my coaching relationships, my parenting, the groups I facilitate, my friendships.  It shows up because it can’t not show up.

Feeling phrase: how do you want to feel when you are inside of your creative life?

Deeply at ease, with an ache in my throat prompting me to find the words that will enable me to share it with others.

Profoundly alone, yet tethered to Spirit.  Always.

Alive.  Hungry.  Hopeful.  Playful.  Committed.  Present.  Overjoyed.

Magical moments: what are they to you and how do you open to receiving them?

They come when I leave the door open for them…when I release the tasking, the preoccupation, the schedules.  They typically land in the midst of unplanned sacred playfulness with my children.  Or in the Divinely-inspired pause between inhale and exhale.  

A spontaneous three-way hug.  The shiver of delight that follows a bone-chilling plunge into the ocean.  Pure love coursing from my hand to my son’s, as we walk quietly through the woods.

Is there a ritual that you start your day with?

I really savor the first few moments of each day – my kids know to leave me alone until I emerge from my bedroom.  I ease into wakefulness, harvesting what wants to come along with me from my dreams, and slowly turning to the day ahead.  I meditate, I stretch, I get clear about what I’m leading with today.  This is my temple time.

Favorite part of your body, tell us why you love it?

My womb.  I am still in awe of the incredible act that was childbirth, twice over.  I came into partnership with my body after decades of betrayal and hatred, and my womb played the central role in that.  And now that I’m moving toward midlife, my womb is my touchstone.  It’s where I come home to, and where the answers are born.

Favorite quote:

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud became more painful than the risk it took to blossom.  ~ Anais Nin

This is the guiding principle of my coaching practice, and created the foundation for my Unfurling program.  I live/love this quote every day.

A mantra or affirmation that guides you:

I am safe and protected.

Your guiding word/s for the year:

Embodiment.  I have been a dancer my whole life, and am only now coming alive to the wisdom contained within the shape I occupy.  It’s astonishingly easy for me to live from the neck up, and it’s such a small part of the story.  This year I’m playing with living my truth in bolder, more authentic ways.  I’m humbled again and again by what happens when I give myself over to fully expressed, inside-out living.  This is the practice of embodiment.

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Amy Kessel is a certified life and leadership coach for women.  She is passionate about helping women create fulfilling, empowered lives and careers that reflect the truth of who they are.  She offers 1:1 coaching through her private practice and through Playing Big, a global leadership program for women.  She also invites a small group of women to her virtual living room twice a year for her popular Unfurling program, an intimate and life-defining conversation lovingly guided by Amy over four months.  Registration is now open!

 

 

 

 

 

#operationselfcarelikewhoa Returns to The Loft

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Date: October 4th to October 5th
Cost: $300
Space Limited: 8 people
What: Urban Sweat (think like 10 sauanas and the best steam room ever), circling at The Loft in Pawtucket RI, jewelry making and visioning, sleep-over loft style (bring your air mattress and get ready for giggles), morning writing prompts together over coffee and tea, 3 meals will be included
 

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"The Loft is a magical place- a life-sized fairy house of twinkle lights and swirling colors and inspirational art and quotes. It's a Red Tent in the city, a place where Hannah and her tribe create soft, safe space for women to breathe, eat, drink, create, dream and reconnect to their true soul whispers. Connections are made, differences are cherished, truths are honored. I felt heard and known and respected, encouraged to be me best self and use my powers for good. What a life-shifting blessing!" melissa

#operationselfcarelikewhoa is a movement.

#operationselfcarelikewhoa grew from a funny hashtag that I used when I was inside of a deeply transforming time of my life, leaning into the truth of self-care through space, energy and love.

The operation was born as I truly allowed myself wings. And spirit whispers. And joy. And peace. And freedom. And deep, deep truth and healing. As I was working hard. As I was learning to relax.

It was a solo operation at first and then it became a mission, a movement!

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When I planned the first event for #operationselfcarelikewhoa in March it sold out in 10 hours, and we even added a couple of spots. Any expectations any of us could have had were totally exceeded and I think we're all still a little head-over-heels for the women we bonded with that weekend. Our little group became like family pretty quickly, and the amount of healing and love that went on was extraordinary.

Because like whoa we need this, we crave this, we must circle with our women as part of the deep self-care work we will all be called towards.

Self-care may sound like bullet points in the latest magazine telling you to get your nails done but I promise you that for most of us it is a calling towards saving our lives, saving ourselves from disappearing from our own eyes.

It is filling a hole inside.

My hole is in my gut, when I closed my eyes I saw it and felt it, it was black and empty but when I stepped into #operationselfcarelikewhoa it became transparent. It is still there but it is no longer something I fear, because now through its transparency I see me. All of me. Even those scary, raw bits that I’d rather hide in the darkness.

Like whoa.

This hole that is inside of me helps me discover my deepest cravings, it is the young wounds we carry and the searching soul.

Like whoa.

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Circling is vital to the movement. As women we crave this ‘red tent’ time together where we can nurture and be nurtured in a collective wave. We want to lead and be led, touch and be touched.

Circling is a form of healing when you stop fighting against feelings of jealousy, status, competition, judgement and open space for the truth inside of those feelings and allow yourself time inside of vulnerability, nurture, love, gentle power and forgiveness. Together.

Circling is showing up in truth and sharing what feels good.

Circling is allowing others to lay hands on your wounds and then holding that hand in gratitude and love.

Circling is the deepest form of fear for many of us who were taught that women are jealous of us and we cannot show up in our light.

Circling is the rhythm of sharing meals, fears and giggles.

The operation was fierce and we received and were held as worthy and opened and left with a new belief in ourselves.

I witnessed intense, sacred moments between women during this circling that will forever allow me to move through this world knowing that circling is part of my calling and has been since I was a child.

Circling is the gift that I bring. Circling is the gift where I am receiving pieces of my healing as I share that transparent hole inside of my belly.

This journey to heal, to be whole:: lifelong. I pray that many of those days journeying will be spent in the circles of women who believe that they too have wings to fly.

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Please join me and the gorgeous Sarah and Ruth along with 8 other women as we Connect Up with ourselves. A day all about you. A day about experiencing each moment, from the candle light to the spa to the quiet moments to the joyful sounds of laughter. Because we are so going to laugh. And usually we cry!!!

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The Live Event::

  • We will meet at 10am at The Loft in Pawtucket, RI where lights will twinkle and tea will be hot. We will introduce ourselves and set an intention for our time together.
  • After, we will carpool to a place that feels like bliss. Called Urban Sweat, with its multiple saunas and steam rooms, we will spend up to 4 hours simply being in complete surrender to relaxation, detoxification and sweat! Sarah will guide us through a healing circle in the salt room that glows pink. This circle is forever in my body and mind as one of my favorite moments of learning to receive.
  • At Urban Sweat there will be fresh juices and food as needed to nourish you through your time. There will be some poetry and writing, some chatting, alone time, we will flow…
  • After we sweat and shower we’ll head back to The Loft to prepare our dinner together and sit down with candles and wine, maybe play music, hold hands, and pop some Prosecco and sparkling cider.
  • Then it is a sleepover, slumber party style. We'll settle down amidst twinkle lights and drift off to sleep. In the morning we will sip coffee or tea, munch some breakfast and share in some writing prompts together. We'll hug goodbye around 11am.
  • Once you register more details will float in with transportation details. Please don’t hesitate to ask for more specific details by emailing me at hello@hannahmarcotti.com

My Team:

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Sarah Rubin is a yoga teacher and Reiki master whose world was rocked when she decided to quit using “I’m too busy” as an excuse for not taking exquisite care of herself. She is forever grateful to Hannah and the first #osclw retreat for planting the seeds of self-care and red-tent-like circling in her life. She brings a loving presence, funky tunes, and a deeply supportive healing ritual to the Fall Operation Self-Care retreat.

 

 

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  Ruth!

 

 

 

Last time was so amazing.....

"I remember driving home and just finally feeling like I could breathe, like really breathe - apparently I hadn't been breathing before that weekend." adriane

"I felt so lifted up and so held and seen and heard. In a way I had never expected or experienced. Being at The Loft gave me a feeling of connection that was something so new for me and now I know I can't be without it. And I never realized the sheer power and strength and love without judgment that could be possible with a group of women! My time at The Loft was amazing and I can't wait to return for more. I yearn for it!" kyra

"From the first moments of sharing our stories and our intentions for our time together at the Loft, as the tears flowed and laughter erupted, I felt safe and accepted. Each woman so unique, but connected with no judgement. There was such freedom to share and spill and soak and release together. I am still basking in the overflow of the intentional self-care and sacred community that was birthed from my time at the Loft." erica

"The weekend at The Loft really shook things up for me in a soft and gentle way. It essentially reframed my view on relationships between myself and women and ultimately between myself and the world at large..." cassia

 

39

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"The ocean takes care of each wave till it gets to shore." ~ Rumi

The week of crazy early ovulation is the first week I realize she is spotting. In 16 days she turns 11. In 21 days I turn 39.

My red nail polish is chipping and I feel a tiredness that refuses to repair it.

In 21 days I will be 39.

I crave surprise and control. Riding with the windows down towards oceans promised to me. The cozy Mexican blankets wrapped around outside longings.

I grab the remover and scrub my nails with my exhaustion. Permission to be tired and still repair.

In 21 days I will be 39.

What I cannot say becoming a mantra. My PMS wild in this stretching body, a week of learning to love this body again.

Telling her about panty liners and how I was 14.

In 21 days I will be 39.

We will scavenge around the city. I will feel such joy. Bubbles will flow.

I choose a light pink. Pale. Quiet. Knowing. Gently my sleepy hands become tidy. Nails no longer chipped. Smell of remover in my nose. I rest my hands on my belly to dry.

In 21 days I will be 39.

Spirits of Joy:: Give it a name.

"Too much of a good thing can be wonderful."

~ Mae West

Give it a name.

(Here is the link of my favorite Moleskine.)

I name each month, with words like, "and so it is" or "the light from the shadows." A guiding phrase to help me focus. A mantra to poem out or photograph in stills of my life.

Words are guides and memories. They soothe us when spoken with the softness we long for. Words can pull me out from the depths of a panic attack or send me into a rage of anger. Words hold power to open and gentleness to yield to. Words are delicious.

 

Today find a name to give your book, to guide you.

Perhaps you open up a magazine or get a card in the mail and there it is. Let the words find you. Play and discover. Try to open to a message being found, a phrase you resonate with or puzzle together from word bits floating around your table.

Give it a name.

A gift waiting to be found.

We start September 1st. Learn more about this course, here.

“Hannah, what you do is take women who don’t even know how to believe in what they already are, don’t know that they should, and you give them hope, give them the tools, introduce them to a way of looking at themselves, the world, each other – that illuminates ILLUMINATES the path that we failed to notice was beneath our feet all along.”
 
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