Posted by Sarah Boardman on June 18, 2012 · Leave a Comment
There is a conscious tapping that reminds me of how far we have to go. There are some that say that hiding ones head in the sand can be easier than facing the giants. Eventually one must peek and there standing on the edge of the hole is a giant fist waiting……patiently to sock you … Continue reading →
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Posted by Sarah Boardman on January 25, 2012 · Leave a Comment
It’s happening. Six down….86 to go. This is not radical, nor a new idea or something that millions of people have not tried. For me, in my opening cocoon, it is exciting. The excitement is that I can see results. Be it 6 results……they are mine. The scale has never been a constant in my … Continue reading →
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