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the power of one

By Annette Diamantopoulos | Mar 1, 2017

this is the simmer – the point before the bubbling over… the moment before transformation, right before the inevitability of change.   there’s nothing to prove in life. we’re here to be present, to know how to work this body and mind – this vessel and this life – to understand it, to taste it, to watch it –…

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love and the human revolution

By Annette Diamantopoulos | Feb 13, 2017

i hear the sound of drums – together they form a singular heartbeat. it enters through my ears and pulses up through my feet. it is anchored to my very core. it is the sound of the human revolution – the inner transformation that changes our circumstances — affects our world. it is swift and it begins within, inside our…

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peeling pain

By Annette Diamantopoulos | Feb 1, 2017

“i came here to meet myself,  to close the yawning gap, the chasm of hope and reality.”  natalie goldberg   the layers began to peel after i had read her words last night, first in my sleep as i dreamed — some crazy dream where my children had been abducted by a group of unknown…

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take a chance on me…

By Annette Diamantopoulos | Jan 20, 2017

  in the past 51 years i have failed — a lot!   i have failed 9th grade gym and many friendships. i have failed in love and with too many diets. i have failed to pay attention on the road and where i was going. i have failed my parents trust and being a…

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… with new eyes

By Annette Diamantopoulos | Jan 6, 2017

  something in my life has to end today.   it’s not a part of me, just the story that it has carried. it’s not just the story, but also the view that the story has taken and all that it has obscured ahead, behind and all around me.   i have always been intrigued…

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i carry…

By Annette Diamantopoulos | Nov 9, 2016

i carry a stick, a backpack too.   there is no sound but for my footsteps along the rocky, desolate trail and that of the vastness which surrounds me. there is no feeling but for the plea of my lungs struggling for breath …there is nothing at all and there is everything too.   up…

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