Level 4 & above - what's your favorite gift from the premium sampler? Everyone gets a little taste of Premium because you have been able to attend the circle gatherings live at this point, and you. Get 24-hour access to the replay at the standard Free level So check out what you get at level four! You get a little big sample "bag" full of Premium goodies. You get one of the coloring pages and samples from resources that they get during the circle gatherings. Here it is in the classroom #🎁Your Level 4 Gift: Premium Sampler Swag Bag!🎁 It's not too awfully hard to get to level four, honestly. A little commenting, a little posting, some liking.. and you're there! I would love for everyone to at least get to Now if you want the full premium experience, jump in right now while the founder special is still on. #Upgrade to Premium

As we build toward the Sagittarius Full Moon, energy naturally expands. - Ideas grow bigger. Feelings get louder. Possibilities multiply. Today’s mindful practice: Expand gently. You do not need to say yes to every opportunity, every invitation, or every exciting idea all at once. Sensitive souls thrive when expansion happens with intention. Ask yourself: What genuinely feels expansive… and what simply feels overwhelming? There’s a difference. You are allowed to grow at a pace your nervous system can sustain.

Sketchy has a slang meaning of being something that's of questionable morals. But that's not how we mean Fridays I like to bring a bit of fun to the community. It doesn't really matter what day you see it or whether it's actually Friday for you right now! If you want to have a bit of fun with chat gpt, you can try this prompt and then show us what you have! Here's how to play 1. Go to chatgpt and sign in 2. At a new prompt, upload a fun full body picture of you. 3. Cop the prompt below and put your name in 4. Share what you have in the comments!. PROMPT Please draw the character in the image, (NAME) , in a free and stripped sketch style. On a bright white background, freely distribute full-body drawings, face close-ups, small scribbles, full-body sketches and chibi/deformed versions, so that the page conveys the character's humor and personality. Don't do it like an organized character sheet, but like a sketchbook full of information drawn at will by an illustrator and then stacked. Mine is fun. I hope you have a good time with this.

Right after the sound bath, I admitted three new beautiful souls into our Haven. So please, let’s help them feel @Suzi Pruett @Yvonne Mabyn @Lauren La Riva @Sandra Martinez @Damika Webb @Kait Warner Be sure you check out the welcome area so you can get settled in #Welcome, Start Here

Those of you who were on Playdates or Zooms or other events probably metTwitch, my tortoiseshell kitty who just passed this week. She was well known for running off with things, messing with stuff, and zoom-bombing us. This poem tells Twitch's story. I tried getting it into a Chicken Soup book. It didn't make that, but it did get into an international literary magazine. Receiving Love by Rev Dr Ronda Del Boccio in eMerge Magazine. Wheezing and starving, with scraggly fur, no one to love and take care of her.Homeless and frightened, hiding from storms, the tiny kit cried out to be safe and warm. At last, when it seemed she was going to die, a kind woman heard her sad, plaintive cry.She warmed the cat up, got her medical care, but her savior had to leave her there. So at the clinic the tortoiseshell stayed. A long recovery, then finally spayed.She’d have stomatitis the rest of her life and need special kibble, easier to bite. One day in Facebook’s What’s On Your Mind? I said, “I want a cat!” a rescue all mine.A reply, “She’s at the vet. They haven’t found a good home for her yet.” One look at her pic—“I must have her with me and my golden guide dog for her family!”Her picture I held in my welcoming heart, then brought her home for a brand-new start. Sweet and playful, yet so full of fear, she wouldn’t allow me to hold her near.At last she had safety, good food and fun toys, but harsh stray life had stolen her joys. At first I could never put Twitch on my lap, an open hand she feared might just slap.Two-handed reaching meant go run and hide. Living for sure, but not truly alive. She loved to bite paper and twitch her long tail, and watch squirrels scurrying on the railShe snuggled Jemma in her soft doggy bed. They became buddies, the best of friends. My mission remained: teach Twitch to receive, open her heart, and learn to believe,To bask in the love I so freely provide, and not just survive, but to honestly thrive.