The CEO

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Building

Once upon a time there was a CEO of a large company. His name was Bob. The company was handed down to him by his father, and his father’s father because this company was in the family for generations. Bob took a great deal of pride in running his company. He loved so many aspects of being in charge of so many people, so many departments, and so much enterprise. He worked very hard to maintain his position because, just as his father and grandfather and great-grandfather passed on to their beneficiaries the physical business, they also passed on their ideology of working hard, being competitive, not trusting easily, and not taking anything for granted. Continue reading “The CEO”

I Don’t Have To Be…

Art by Maria Chambers

I don’t have to be fearless.  My soul is.  I don’t have to be issue free. My soul already is.  I don’t have to have my act together in order to allow my soul to be with me and to feel her love for me just as I am.
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Is It Time To Express? Is It Time To Share?

Art by Maria Chambers

I have mentioned in other posts that we are always expressing.  And if we aren’t allowing ourselves to express our voice, another part of us will find ways to do that.  Even if it’s through bodily imbalances, and emotions like depression. Continue reading “Is It Time To Express? Is It Time To Share?”

The Barista

Photo by Maria Chambers

As many of you know, I love frequenting a local Starbucks for what I like to call my morning ritual.  Over time I found the one I like most.  As we know, all Starbucks are not created equal.  They may all look similar, but each one has its own energy signature.

The staff is friendly, and as I observe them over time, I notice they are a close-knit group and seem to enjoy working together.  Of course that trickles down to the customer.  We can sense those things and it can make for a much more welcoming experience.

I always say, one of the most important relationships in life is the one with your barista.

So one morning one of the young male baristas was pouring my dark roast.  He had been part of the staff there for awhile.  He was friendly, and seemed to enjoy working with the others.  We exchanged our usual pleasantries and he asked, “room for cream?” after which I proceeded to say, “Yes, ma’am!Continue reading “The Barista”