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Welcome to the midpoint of 2026! A practice that I am doing and inviting clients to do is to take some time to check in with yourself, your life, your values, priorities, practices, celebrations and challenges over the past 6 months. Midpoints help us know how far we have come and what may require more attention or what may be ready to release. The video below describes a practice that may serve :) The other topic that has been on my mind is the still point. In the video I describe my own experience with this and may resonate if you have been finding yourself in this liminal space. There is also this beautiful description of the idea of a still point from T.S. Eliot in his poem Brunt Norton: “At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; My calendar link for a still point conversation this week: https://calendly.com/sheforcecoach/30min Celebrating you! Love, Aimee |
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