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Mission 2024

By Julie Wallace on January 8, 2024August 5, 2026

Every year I set forth on a quest, a journey, a mission: that for which I am destined. I stay away from the word “goals” because it feels icky. My life moves in currents and tides, not direct pathways. I don’t know about you, but I usually only see the ‘direct’ path after the walking’s…

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Top 5 Reasons To Hire A Life Coach

By Julie Wallace on April 23, 2018August 6, 2026

Like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, life coaching is a transformational process.  You begin the process and gradually you and your world change – all for the better and more beautiful. Here are five reasons you might want to hire a life coach. Patterns and Obstacles This is the reason I hired a life…

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I suppose the trouble is that one thinks one’s life instead of living it. Occasionally on enters into contact for a split second, when the wind blows across one’s face, or when the moon comes out from behind a cloud, or a wave breaks against the rocks in some particular way which it would be impossible to recognize or define. Then one catches oneself being conscious of the contact and it is lost.

— Paul Bowles

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