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With Love,
Ashara and Wilma

The Essence of a Woman

I received an email from my friend Martin Hahn, whose company, Setting Hearts Free, provides an extraordinary journey of discovery that shouldn't be missed. Check out his website at www.settingheartsfree.com.

The following essay totally touched my heart.

The Essence of a Woman

When we speak about the essence of a woman - her beauty - we don't mean "the perfect figure." The beauty of a woman is first a soulish beauty. We know - it's a harder jump to make. Many women have lived so long under the pressure to be beautiful.

But stay with the thought for a moment, because it will really help. The beauty of a woman is first a soulful beauty. And yes, many women live it out, own it, inhabit their beauty, and do become more lovely. More alluring. Your true self becomes reflected in your appearance. But it flows from the inside out.

Beauty is what the world longs to experience from a woman. We know that - somewhere down deep, we know it to be true. So hear this:

Beauty is an essence that dwells in every woman. It was given to her by God. It was given to you.

All around us God's creation shouts of his beauty and his goodness. The way snow creates a silhouette of lace on a barren tree, the rays of sun streaming forth from a billowing cloud, the sound of a brook trickling over smooth stones, the form of a woman's body and the face of a child anticipating the arrival of the ice cream truck all speak of God's good heart if we will have but the eyes to see. The coming of spring after a hard winter is almost too glorious for a soul to bear.

Beauty may be the most powerful thing on earth. Beauty speaks. Beauty invites. Beauty nourishes. Beauty comforts. Beauty inspires. Beauty is transcendent. Beauty draws us to God.

A woman in her glory, a woman of beauty, is a woman who is not striving to become beautiful or worthy or enough. She knows in her quiet center where God dwells that He finds her beautiful, has deemed her worthy and in him, she is enough. In fact, the only thing getting in the way of our being fully captivating and enjoyed is our hiding and striving.

A woman of true beauty is a woman who in the depths of her soul is at rest; trusting God because she has come to know Him to be worthy of her trust.

She exudes a sense of calm; a sense of rest; and invites those around her to rest as well. She speaks comfort; that all is well; that all will be well. A woman of true beauty offers others the grace to be and the room to become. In her presence, one can release the tight sigh that so often grips our hearts, and breathe in the truth that God loves us and he is good.

This is why you must keep asking and discovering the deeper truths of your heart and soul. The whole world longs for the beauty of a woman to be revealed and offered as her greatest gift.
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Thank you, Martin, this is so beautiful!

Impact

It has been quite a month for passages. I received an email the other day from Abraham-Hicks (www.abraham-hicks.com). Jerry Hicks had transitioned to non-physical, as Abraham would say. The message written by his wife, Esther, was beautiful, positive, and uplifting. I cried my eyes out for this man I didn't know, remembering how Jerry and Esther were always "Jerry and Esther", side by side in their journey to bring Abraham to the world.

I will miss seeing Jerry's physical self sitting in front of the computer at an Abraham event, joyously recording every syllable, and asking his own unique brand of questions. He'll still be there, though. We'll feel him, laughing at all of Abraham's jokes, and scooping every soul in the room into his very substantial heart.

Farewell, sweet Willow

Willow was released from her body this morning about 10:30am. She was ready to go; she had lived 26 years, and although she was aiming for 32 for reasons unknown to we mere humans, she decided the time had come to move on.

Before she came into our lives, Willow was known as Sammie and had an illustrious career as a roping horse. Hard work, that, and she paid for it in her body. Her years with us were spent in retirement, the sun on her back, keeping some of the younger horses in line, and being a gentle observer of the comings and goings in the barn.

As she passed, Marieh called out to her from the barn, wishing her winged hooves on the next part of her journey. We will all miss her.

What's in a Word?

EGO. When I think of that word, Freud does not necessarily leap to mind. What I think about is generally negative - "oh, s/he's got quite the ego, doesn't s/he?" That sort of thing, said, of course in a disparaging way.

I mentioned in one of my coaching calls something about my ego getting in my way, and wise Coach Peggy thought about that for a second, and then, in her loving way, questioned my sanity about the whole ego thing.

The primary definition of EGO, according to dictionary.com, is thus: "The “I” or self of any person; a person as thinking, feeling, and willing, and distinguishing itself from the selves of others and from objects of its thought."

Well, that sounds pretty okay. And look at this definition:
"(often initial capital letter) Philosophy.
a. The enduring and conscious element that knows experience.
b. Scholasticism. the complete person comprising both body and soul."

Whoa.

So, if EGO is the complete person comprising both body and soul, and I say my ego is getting in my way, I guess what I'm really saying is that I am getting in my way.

Gotta think about that.

Wilma as Healer

Beautiful Wilma took my grandaughter, Jayden, and her mom for a little "pony ride" earlier this week. Jayden, who is almost two, has never been on a horse. Grandma's heart absolutely soared when the ride was over and Jayden DID NOT WANT TO GET OFF!

Wilma makes everyone feel safe and loved; what a wonderful horse to have in our healing herd.

You can view photos at www.harmonysheartfarm.com

p.s. I also cannot believe I am actually referring to myself as "Grandma"....

LiLi as Teacher

I have lots of teachers in my life. LiLi, my Friesian cross filly friend, has traveled with me in this life in a number of animal bodies, and is in her latest incarnation as my teacher, muse, and all around heartstring puller.

She teaches me a lesson, and then I read about it in a book. The book in this case is "Midas Touch" by Donald Trump and Robert Kiyasaki. It's about what it takes to be an entrepreneur. And what I was reading about recently in that book, after the debacle of the hoof, is emotional maturity.

Look at this face. Who could resist those big brown eyes, especially when she has such interesting things to say?