Alef Bytes
Life happens in little bytes.Â
Learn to love the in betweens.
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Way back in 2007, I published a novel titled Invisible Me.
It was story written from the perspective of Dini, a girl with selective mutism.
Selective ...
I really dislike the promoting and selling part of my work Heather.
It forces me to pretend to be an extrovert. To engage. To be visible. When really...
Its weird selling Ignite again every year.Â
Because it makes me question myself.Â
I vacillate between wondering whether my emails about it are repet...
It’s one of the questions I get asked most every time registration opens.
After seven cohorts I still don’t think there’s a single right answer.
Bec...
Ready to meet Miss Quoted?
It seems to be a week of introductions as I'm getting to meet all the new people who have recently found their way here.Â
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Applications for Azamra Breathwork Facilitator Training are finally open, and I want to invite you to take a step. The kind of step that changes every...
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I had an entire week's worth of email content to write up for you Kindred, but instead, the drop you're getting today was an unexpected gif ... |
I called in sick last week for the first time in years.Â
And yes, I work for myself.Â
I called in sick to myself.Â
And I spent all night tossing an...
If you read the subject line and immediately thought of that line from Lion King- we may have had the same childhood.Â
The line was in my brain when ...
I'm in the middle of a project, Kindred.Â
It’s called the 52 conversations project.Â
It started last year just after October 7, when I was sitting w...
Nahhhhhh.Â
Skip that.Â
Women don’t get to be human.Â
We hold down the fort, fry the latkes, spin the dreidels, plan the parties, buy the gifts, kee...
I held my breath,
Sure that the angry condemnations were coming.Â
I had just spent Friday night curled up in the corner of our L-shaped couch with m...
