Dear Friends, I couldn’t start fresh. The jumble jar of details was essential, it seems. If I can’t be clear about this time, and I can’t even find words to speak outside my family right now, let the context stand: when I again say life has been life-ing, it means in...
Hello, Sweet Souls, I’ve lived a thousand lifetimes these nearly four weeks while abroad on our Magical Isles Retreat. It’s not just the whirlwind helping with my dear mother before I left or getting my house in order. It’s flying across the world on a wing and prayer...
This is Part 2 of what we shared in last week’s newsletter. And while this was a 30-minute conversation, we wanted to share just a bit of what can happen for some who align with others in the Quanta Circle. We always say that we dance for the best and highest good of...
It’s been an interesting time recently—or perhaps I should say that time itself has been interesting recently? Over the past week, it’s felt to me as though there is not quite enough of it to attend to all the different things I wish to complete. Between personal...
Violet here. I’m writing this weekend so that Mum can enjoy the remainder of our birthday season with some well-deserved rest and relaxation. And with the weather having turned very cold very quickly, I’ll admit I’m also looking forward to the opportunity to snuggle...
Hello, sparkling souls! It’s Violet again. As I sit here writing this, the delightful sound of children laughing and squealing with excitement is drifting up from the primary school a few storeys below our windows. The tumult of voices in their high-pitched youth...
From my tender and grateful heart, I greet you again, Friends. Happy Autumn! Take a moment and touch your heart. Now, tap your first eye. Can you feel it? Take a deep breath...and let it out. What do you sense in this shift of seasons? Here, right now, outside,...
The Great Sacred South American Adventure Happy Cazimi! This is a magical day to share that which lights up deeper important life-changing messages. Now, you may receive this hours after I send it, but a message sent is a message rocketing with love and increasing so...
Though I hadn’t been there in many years, it was in Berkeley, CA just blocks away from where my mother had delivered me when the hands first danced in earnest, on a three-step stage in The Sacred Stream. I chose this place because I liked the name, the room was simple...
A note from Jane... It may seem a strange choice to begin my blog with a letter from my new friend, Eric, but this provides the landscape and a fairly concise backdrop of the events that have transpired with these dancing hands since September. While Eric's first...