Experience how understanding our cyclical body can be deeply empowering, healing on many levels, and life-changing. Recognize and encourage the emergence of each day and each season to celebrate these aspects of ourselves, instead of fearing, ignoring, or denying them. This workshop is for those in their menstruating years, whether menstruating, ovulating and/or have a physical womb.
Join Corinne Underwood on Friday, May 24 6:30 pm - 8:30 pm
In The Learning Lounge at The Blending Bar
Pre-registration is required as space is consciously limited.
We will come together in a circle format and will maintain a solid container of safety and respect. Explore meditation and visualization, theory, open discussions, journaling & dyads ceremony. Please wear comfortable clothing and bring a blanket, journal and pen.
Corinne Underwood is a Sexual Health Educator, a Certified Empowerment Coach, and a Certified Train the Trainer. She brings expertise, experience and engaging communication skills to inspire and empower others. Corinne is a graduate of the Options for Sexual Health (OPT) - Sexual Health Educator Certification program and of the Erickson International School of Coaching.
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Quando Ana Borba fundou a LIXIKI, ela criou um espaço de aprendizagem.
Durante nossa jornada percebemos que todos os produtos e projetos executados moldaram o nosso intelecto e nos ajudaram a formar opinião. Foram através deles que procuramos entender como as pessoas aprendem e colecionamos algumas ações da transição econômica que aos poucos deixa de ser linear para se tornar circular.
E é desse lugar de aprendiz que a gente se propõe a ensinar. O mundo está mudando muito rápido e não vai mais dar tempo de teorizar antes de repassar. Vamos ter que aprender trocando, testando, validando, aproveitando a inteligência do coletivo.
No nosso processo de reinvenção, observamos que muito do que fazemos contribui para o cumprimento da AGENDA 2030, para nós, ela representa o plano de ação para viver em harmonia com o planeta e escolhemos esse caminho para apoiar nossa trajetória educacional.
Awaken Your Intuition is open for May.
If you can’t come to in-person meetings, there will be live Zoom meetings you can attend online.
The Facebook group is completely optional, you don’t have to join, your class materials will be emailed to you each week.
Pre-registration is required for this class, be sure to register by May 6, 2019 at www.theknittingmystic.com/intuition
We begin May 8, 2019.
• How to make that connection to your inner voice.
• The different ways your intuition communicates with you
• How to recognize your intuition versus your ego
• How to connect with your guides.
• Some fun tools you can use to improve your connection, and more
Here’s what you’ll get:
• Specific, practical information and worksheets that you can use again and again to further develop that trust in your inner guidance.
• Weekly meetings to discuss materials and experiences.
• Access to a free private Facebook group to ask questions and share your journey.
• Confidence in your own connection to your intuition, your inner voice.
• An over all focus on how you can used your intuitive skills in your everyday life.
What came first, the colic-y, high needs, spirited kiddo or the attachment parent? Does one lead to the other? Definitely not for this family.
If you would have talked to me pre- Dakota, you would have known I loved my independence, I loved teaching, I was ready to teach my child manners, help him to be independent, understand discipline, etc. how wrong I was!
This little boy continues to breastfeed, bedshare, and be worn daily. Although I teach him learning lessons throughout the day, like how to be gentle and clean up messes, I don’t ever discipline through fear, I disciple through love. If this boy is overwhelmed by emotions, he’s not in fear of being spanked or thrown in his crib to cry it out alone, instead I sit by him until he’s ready to climb in my lap and ‘talk’ and then he sometimes needs additional calming, so we head outside to the swing to help him restore a sense of balance.
I am constantly criticized by family and friends for coddling him, not sleep training, still breastfeeding, and not disciplining more. I admit, I may look back and realize I was too lenient or my tactics didn’t work, but I’ll never look back and regret that I took the gentler approach, that I tended to all his needs, that I was there. I always ask myself, ‘what’s the better bad decision here?’ And if I loved him too hard..well so be it!
Ps: this diaper bag from @hafmall_official is EVERYTHING! Perfect, lightweight, and so fashionable for all of our adventures 🙌
I wish I understood with all certainty, the timing for each season of life and its proper beginning and ending. But then again, I am not God. What I do understand this, there is most certainly a time for every purpose under heaven. (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)
It is so easy for me to be utterly frustrated and disappointed when I feel somewhat forced to slow down and rest. Forced to lean not on my own understanding, but rather left with no choice but to acknowledge God, and my desperate need for Him in every single area of my life.
How clear that became while sitting in church yesterday as for the first time on an Easter Sunday, I wrestled with emotions that were not joy, despite my thankfulness for the finished work on the cross. It took the perfect sacrifice of Jesus to make up for my undeniable failures. And yet, in this understanding, there is incased the very truth that grace is quite the glorious gift.
Grace when I am wrestling with perfectionism and can’t live up to my own human standards rooted in pride. Grace when I am brought to the very end of my rope and served up more than a slice of humble pie. Grace when I fight back fears and doubts, worries, shame, and anxiety. Grace when I even wrestle with depression and disappointment.
It’s the grace of God that calls me to lean against the Rock of my salvation, beckoning me to lay down my desire to “do”. My insatiable appetite to perform, to fight, to build, to create, to be busy for busy sake. Grace that sparks the epiphany that this season is not a building one. It is a tear down one, an uprooting one. One that requires much rest, much pressing in, much listening. Our culture hates this. We love to do. We love busy. We love to thrive. To be an alpha. To get moving or fear being left behind. But there is a season for EVERYTHING. Oh, that I would grasp the understanding of this precious concept, striding with God in his timing, rather than striving in my own.