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VANCOUVER, BC

VANCOUVER, BC


Saturday, May 6, 2017
7:00pm – 9:00pm 19:00 – 21:00

  • Tight Club Athletics (map)
  • 261 Union Street
  • Vancouver, BC, V6A 2B2
  • Canada
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The Tight Club Athletics event has been postponed. Check back later for more details. EVENT POSTPONED

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My inbox has two emails, with links to online courses, just sitting in it. For the sake of transparency - one is on intimacy, the other is on loss and grief. There they are. Paid for in full. Staring back at me - unopened and unstarted. I signed up for one of them last October and the other one in February. This isn’t the first time this has happened. Hands up if you’re with me. 🙋🏻‍♀️ We’re game. We’re sold. The content is literally at our fingertips. And then we don’t do it. You wanna know why? When courses and programs focus on content and not connection, they always fall short for me. Connection is the special sauce, which is exactly why, when you do The #GreatBigJourney, you are matched with a one-on-one coach, an accountability partner in crime, a hand to hold, a person who will say, “push harder” when you need to push harder and ask “what would happen if you didn’t push as hard?” when you’re pushing a rock uphill and calling it a Journey. This is not about twelve weeks of content. It is twelve weeks of connection. You will not be on your own. You will talk to us the whole way through. I’ll be emailing you to ask how it’s going. You’ll get checked up on and in on. You will be cared for. You will hear us say, “you know all those weekly PDFs...they can be helpful but you have our permission to place them to the side because that’s not what you’re paying for here. What you’re paying for is space and time to step into you, as well as a person - a glorious guide or two, who will be at your side the whole time.” . . The May 5th intake of The Great Big Journey is open for enrollment until Thursday, May 2nd at midnight. Join us. And believe me when I say you’ll open that first email. Because if you don’t, we call you and say, “My love...what gives, how can we help?”
I hit the 45,000 word mark today. For the non-writers out there that means I’m about half way to a book. This is all first draft material. For the non-writers out there that means I have somewhere between 4 and 47 more drafts to go. Approximately 90% of what I already have down will be scrapped, deleted, tossed or thrown out. For the non-writers out there this is confirmation of huge progress as well as proof that writers are certifiably insane. I love you all. S
This is my mother in 2016, sitting in front of a dormant Old Faithful. On this day she was approximately 11 months into an Alzheimer’s diagnosis. She, and this disease, and the time we spent together in Mother Nature taught me more than I can ever tell you (although, within the pages of my next book, I will try). There is, however, one thing I am very clear about, and it is this: We are all, not just my mom and not just the millions who have been diagnosed with dementia and Alzheimer’s, in the midst of a grand forgetting. Our knowledge of what, and who, Mother Nature is has gone dormant. And now she’s slipping away. I would give anything to reverse my mother’s forgetfulness, the erosion of her memory, the erosion of her. Please. Let’s not let that happen with the mother we share. I can’t bear the loss of both of them. None of us can. On this issue, we cannot let sleeping giants lie. #earthday
My husband and I go for a walk every morning. We follow the road to a trail and then we let the trail take us to the waters edge. And I’m not gonna lie, the frog carnage on the road this morning was a sight to behold. After a year of living in the forest we’ve come to understand that frogs like to mate whilst basking in the moonlight. This coitus amphibious is a dangerous thing, given the road, as well as the abundance of nocturnal predators that live in our patch of woods. But you know what...if I was gonna go, if it was my time, and a moonlit orgy was my slippery path to the afterlife. I’d hop out to the road as well. Xo S PS please note that it took everything inside of me not to slide the word croak into the above collection of sentences. PPS 📷 is by the immensely talented @ericachan37

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