letters across the miles

Dear Kristine

,

I am not sure where to begin.  It was nice to receive your letter, but my heart is so heavy for the passing of your brother.  I could not even imagine what you and your family are going through.  Your life forever changed.  

Know that you are in my thoughts and I have been sending you so much love.  The road ahead will feel as if you are traveling all up hill.  You may feel lost and unsure where to turn.  Know that there are people out there, like me, who will sit right beside you.  Ready to hold your hand, listen to your stories, or just sit there with you in silence.  

It is in moments like this that we must lean on others, even when it feels difficult to do so.  Friends have a way of lifting us back up, holding us gently, and letting us just be.  Lean in deeply and know that you are loved and seen, even as you struggle through your pain and loss.    

There is nothing in this world like the bond that forms between family.  It is a love that never falters.  There will be disagreements. Moments where you do not get along.  But when it comes down to it you will always be there for one another.  

The love you have for your brother will live on in your heart and be expressed every day when you think of him.  He will always be with you.  Looking down, cheering you on, and watching you grow.  

Sending you so much love as you navigate through this and know that I am here for you.  

xo

Jennifer

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Love Notes Special Delivery Sneak Peek

Sneak Peek Love Notes Special Delivery Sacred Gathering space

When I was younger Santa Clause brought me a teachers set for Christmas.  It included a bell, report cards, a lesson plan book, stickers, and all sorts of fun things that any aspiring teacher would need.  I played "school" with my brothers at the kitchen table.  When they wouldn't play with me I would have imaginary students and play alone in my bedroom.  I loved that teachers set, not so sure my brothers did.

Growing up I always wanted to be a teacher.  I taught preschool for a couple of years and loved it.  But life took me on a different trek and I ended up in the corporate world.  It is funny where we end up sometimes and usually it looks a lot different than we have dreamed.

The part of me that always wanted to be a teacher still lives deep in my heart.  I see it come out time and time again and my mind wanders to what life would be like if I was.  I never gave up on that dream even though now it looks very different than it looked when I was ten.

Beginning Sunday, September 15th - October 19th I will be in the virtual classroom.  Teaching about something that is near and dear to my heart, writing.  Writing is a life line for me.  A tool that helped me work through so many moments in my life and a tool that I turn to almost daily.  I am so grateful for the page.

In Love Notes Special Delivery, an online writing class, we will go on a journey to discover the healing powers of the page.  We will look at the stories we tell ourselves.  Take the pen into our own hands and rewrite some of those stories.  We will also give voice to the dreams that are living in our hearts.  And use our words to express the love and appreciate we have for those around us.

It is going to be an incredible journey.  All lessons will be delivered via email so that you have them forever.  There will also be a sacred space online where the lessons will live and a place where we can gather and share our writing.  I am so excited to be teaching this class and so grateful for the individuals who are coming along on the journey with me.

There is still time to join in this five week journey.  Head on over to

HERE

for some more details or simply jump on in and sign up.  I would love for you to join us.

Cost:  $49 USD

Love Notes Special Delivery Sneak Peek

Sneak Peek at Love Notes Special Delivery Sacred Gathering Space





When I was younger Santa Clause brought me a teachers set for Christmas.  It included a bell, report cards, a lesson plan book, stickers, and all sorts of fun things that any aspiring teacher would need.  I played "school" with my brothers at the kitchen table.  When they wouldn't play with me I would have imaginary students and play alone in my bedroom.  I loved that teachers set, not so sure my brothers did.

Growing up I always wanted to be a teacher.  I taught preschool for a couple of years and loved it.  But life took me on a different trek and I ended up in the corporate world.  It is funny where we end up sometimes and usually it looks a lot different than we have dreamed.

The part of me that always wanted to be a teacher still lives deep in my heart.  I see it come out time and time again and my mind wanders to what life would be like if I was.  I never gave up on that dream even though now it looks very different than it looked when I was ten.

Beginning Sunday, September 15th - October 19th I will be in the virtual classroom.  Teaching about something that is near and dear to my heart, writing.  Writing is a life line for me.  A tool that helped me work through so many moments in my life and a tool that I turn to almost daily.  I am so grateful for the page.

In Love Notes Special Delivery, an online writing class, we will go on a journey to discover the healing powers of the page.  We will look at the stories we tell ourselves.  Take the pen into our own hands and rewrite some of those stories.  We will also give voice to the dreams that are living in our hearts.  And use our words to express the love and appreciate we have for those around us.

It is going to be an incredible journey.  All lessons will be delivered via email so that you have them forever.  There will also be a sacred space online where the lessons will live and a place where we can gather and share our writing.  I am so excited to be teaching this class and so grateful for the individuals who are coming along on the journey with me.

There is still time to join in this five week journey.  Head on over to HERE for some more details or simply jump on in and sign up.  I would love for you to join us.


Cost:  $49 USD

taking the steps


It is not going to come to you
You must go out into the world and make it yourself
You will not find it ringing your doorbell, letting you know it has arrived
You must put in the hard work, take the time, figure it all out

It will not weaves its own tale for you
You are the one holding the pen and must write the stories of its adventure yourself
When you are standing around with your hands in your pockets hoping it will come
It will not be tapping you on your shoulder saying "hey, I am over here"

It will not arrive overnight
You must be patient, tend to it, never give up
Always take the next step
What we desire to accomplish can only happen when we go after it

It will not be handed to you in a neatly wrapped package
You will have to trudge through the mess, pull out the sparkling jewels
Tears may be shed
But there will also be moments of pure glee as you see it all unfolding from your tireless work

You must go after it
Never let it go
If you want it
You must create it