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That's me. Roughly ten years old. When I learned that the last time May 1st, Beltane, and a full moon all landed on the same day was 1988, it stopped me in my tracks. I was immediately transported back to this little girl. The joy she had. The friendships. The creative things she practiced freely and, if I'm being honest, was rather good at. She wasn't getting in her own way yet. But somewhere along the way, that changed. I'm not sure exactly when, how or why it happened. I don't quite remember. But it happened. And I have a feeling I'm not the only one who knows this feeling. That's what May is about inside the AUM@home Community. This month our theme is Obstacles. Specifically, the patterns, habits, perceptions, and tendencies that interrupt not only our progress in life. But our capacity to shine our light and share our authentic gifts with the world. And not because something outside of us is blocking the way, but because most of the time, if we're honest, we are the ones getting in our own way. Now before that lands too heavily, please know this isn't about blame. I've been down that road more times than I care to admit. And thankfully, I'm finally starting to realize that it's not about picking apart everything I've done wrong. It's an invitation to get curious about what's been quietly interrupting your becoming, so you can move through it with more confidence and more grace. That's what the whole month is built around. Weekly classes, teaching pages, journalling practices, breathwork, and honest conversations, all rooted in this one question: what keeps getting in the way of you standing in your own light? If you're already a member of AUM@home, head into the classroom and find the May module. It's live and ready when you are. And if you've been thinking about joining — this is a beautiful month to begin. Not because everything is perfectly in place, but because it never will be. And that, as it turns out, is exactly the point. I look forward to practicing with you. xoM
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