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| Dear Friends,
I am coming out of the closet to tell you that I now offer I Ching readings as well as personal readings. The I Ching is wonderful if you need to get feedback or perspective on a specific situation. If you want concrete solutions to concerns in all areas of personal or business life, consider scheduling a personal reading and coaching session. Do you wonder what's emerging for you in the new year? Well then give me a call.
Soon we celebrate the return of sunlight to our days, and to honor the Christmas/Hanukkah/Solstice season, I'm inviting you to several events close to my heart.
This Saturday, December 8 (10am-2pm, & 7pm-9 pm) over a dozen artists, including sis' Juanita Yoder, and friend John Murdoch, open their studios to exhibit & sell recent work, at the Art Station in Hightstown. G et directions on www.artstationstudios.com. At 9 p.m., there will be a drum circle led by Jonathan Shenk, a.k.a. my hub the Holy Roller Painter turned African djembe madness!
And...Calling all girlfriends (boys can come too)! Egyptian oils mini facial with Darby Line on December 10. I'm going--are you? (See below.)
Do you know that my website is now up and running,and you can find information there about intuitive coaching, sound healing, and more? Well, it's true. I invite you to create your own sound healing, December 13! (Scroll on down).
Honoring the season that may bring you indoors and inward so that your own light expands and brightens your days & the lives of those around you!
Cynthia
Intuitive Coaching
and Sound Healing
Tel. 609-799-6071 |
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Music for Meditation: Songs Celebrating Christmas & The Return of Light!
Thursday, December 13, 7:30 pm, Kingston
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Sing Meditative Songs
& Relax, Restore, Revive!
Bolster your energy for the holidays! The benefits of singing meditative songs include heart health, improved outlook on life, and mental focus. AND you can have fun and connect to lovely people in the meantime.
Location: the home office of Dr. Ed Feldman's in Kingston: 4418 Route 27, Kingston, NJ. Please RSVP if possible to: edward.feldman8@verizon.net. This is a free event, followed by refreshments. Donations are welcome!
I lead the songs/chants on guitar or Tibetan singing bowl. If you like to harmonize, or add percussion, please come and share your gifts! |
| A Wee Christmas Story:
The Check-out Counter Elf |
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 A wee christmas elf stood at edge of the checkout counter, waiting for someone to notice him so that he could give them Christmas cheer. That was his job.
Everyone was busy buying new toys and new clothes and many bright objects with which to decorate their homes. So the elf stood at the counter for many days, growing tired and weary, and eventually he sat down. When he did, he inadvertently sat down on the conveyor belt and ended up in a shopping bag belonging to an elderly woman.
This woman was one who knew the meaning of Christmas. It was a long time since her children made the house merry with their voices, but she remembered each Christmas with fondness and a kind of sweet longing. That she was still alive and well was a miracle that she celebrated each day.
This year, her children were too busy with other things to come for Christmas, and so she had gone to the store to purchase a poinsettia for herself. She placed it on her coffee table to brighten the room and warm her heart.
Settling down to read the paper with a cup of tea, the woman heard a faint rustling noise. You can imagine her reaction when out from the poinsettia poked a wee little head.
"Hello, my mother," the elf said in a small but confident voice; he called her "mother" out of respect.
The woman was so bowled over by the elf's appearance and his address to her, that she spewed her tea straight out of her mouth. It plastered the little elf's head and dripped off the ends of the poinsettia. This made the elf giggle.
The tinkling sound this giggle made, combined with the elf's tiny, tea-stained face, was just too much for the woman. She let out a big guffaw, and now her tea lurched out of its tea cup, spilling all over the front of her white bath robe. Of course, elves live for this kind of silliness.
You can imagine how the evening went from there. Absolute ridiculousness, with rolling on the floor and tickling each other's toes and dancing to sappy Christmas tunes.
To this day, elves wear bells on their toes and at the ends of their hats to remember the day the Christmas check-out counter elf met his match in the world of humans. Why? Because above toys (which elves make and therefore adore) and wrapping paper (which they covet because they can never acquire it), the thing elves cherish the most is pure, unmasked joy. |
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