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Globe - by Ken Gehle (www.kengehle.com) -  (c) All rights reserved

Globe - by Ken Gehle (www.kengehle.com) - (c) All rights reserved

Welcome to the New Artful Living After Loss with Tamara Beachum

Welcome to the New Artful Living After Loss with Tamara Beachum

Redefining Loss to Live Wholeheartedly retreat coming in February 2013. Check it out here!

Redefining Loss to Live Wholeheartedly retreat coming in February 2013. Check it out here!

My ritual for years has been a warm cup of chai tea every morning. I find it comforting no matter what is going on around me. What is your ritual?

My ritual for years has been a warm cup of chai tea every morning. I find it comforting no matter what is going on around me. What is your ritual?

Peddle Car by Ken Gehle www.kengehle.com  (c) Ken Gehle Photography - all rights reserved

Peddle Car by Ken Gehle www.kengehle.com (c) Ken Gehle Photography - all rights reserved

Coming soon...  http://www.tamarabeachum.com/

Coming soon... http://www.tamarabeachum.com/

✨Blue Orb in Las Vegas Nevada✨ When you are “tuned in” to orbs, you are connecting to your own spirit. You are experiencing your expanded self. In your space alone, you sense the unseen presence that guides you and provides for you, and is within you. This presence is telepathic and connected — a certain knowing that whatever is, is perfect in the moment.

✨Blue Orb in Las Vegas Nevada✨ When you are “tuned in” to orbs, you are connecting to your own spirit. You are experiencing your expanded self. In your space alone, you sense the unseen presence that guides you and provides for you, and is within you. This presence is telepathic and connected — a certain knowing that whatever is, is perfect in the moment.

The first Thanksgiving after my husband died my daughter and I could not bear our annual tradition of Thanksgiving at the beach. A lump has to be cleared from my throat every time I think of that last chilly walk on the beach that turned out to be the last walk on the beach we would ever take together.

The first Thanksgiving after my husband died my daughter and I could not bear our annual tradition of Thanksgiving at the beach. A lump has to be cleared from my throat every time I think of that last chilly walk on the beach that turned out to be the last walk on the beach we would ever take together.

Railroad Crossing by Ken Gehle www.kengehle.com All rights reserved

Railroad Crossing by Ken Gehle www.kengehle.com All rights reserved

Newfoundland Ice - (c) Ken Gehle Photography - all rights reserved

Newfoundland Ice - (c) Ken Gehle Photography - all rights reserved

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