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Introduction to Psychic Energy: A Women's Learning Circle

This week I inaugurated our Ft. Lauderdale meetup group, Introduction to Psychic Energy: a Women's Learning Circle.  I took a deep breath, posted the info on Meetup.com, and tossed this idea out into the Universe, an idea I've tried before but an idea that didn't manifest until this week.  The word of the moment was  "trust:"  who would respond? who would show up?  how would they benefit?  would they benefit?  where should I hold this?  what if no one comes?  what if only one person comes?  what if, what if, what if?

The one question I saved for last was what if it was a success?

It was!  Five women of varying backgrounds and ages showed up, enthusiastic about exercising their intuitive abilities.  We sat in my cozy little living room, introduced ourselves, talked about our spiritual goals, and began the first of  what I hope will be 12 weeks of ongoing experiential classes.

Here's the lineup of topics for the next four sessions.

1.  Feeling energy
2.  Balancing energy
3.  The chakra system
4.  Spirit guides

It was a success even for the dogs, who lay motionless on the floor after the group meditation.  We came back to waking consciousness much sooner than they did.

We will be meeting twice a month on Saturdays from 2-4 p.m.  Even if you miss the first few classes, you are welcome -- encouraged -- to come. Come to all, come to one, come whenever the spirit moves you.  Each session is 410.   Our next session will be Sat., Nov. 23.  Contact me for directions.

Namaste!

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