“What I've learned to do when I sit down to work on a shitty first draft is to quiet the voices in my head.” - Anne Lamott  This book has been a lifetime coming.
These topics were downloaded to me one night in 2018 in the beginning of what would be the greatest transition of my life - from achieving all the earmarks of societal expectations to the winding road back to my true self. I carved my identity as a good wife, great mom, and even greater grandmother. I was a late in life student who only sought higher education for myself after launching two husbands and three children on pursuits of their own. Family first. Armed with a Master’s Degree in organizational leadership, I went on to become an accomplished author, respected mentor, international speaker, and successful career woman. I checked all the boxes of self-sufficiency. And then I turned 60 and had what many would consider a mid-life crisis. Ditch the man, ditch the job, make a major cross-country move to Nowhere, New Hampshire and begin again. As what? That was the big question. I met myself in the wonder of the woods, the secrets of solitude, and the magic of meditation. Consider this Volume I of a life well lived. I AM LUCID join our exclusive community for as little as $5 month by clicking the Link below! https://www..patreon.com/Kimhalsey
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 Fun fact: 81% of people want to write a book. Only 1% will ever do it. As a published author (25 Ways to Win, the pocket guide to addiction recovery) I’m already top tier. So why the hell cant I just stop there?
Because I’m an overachiever? No. Glutton for punishment? Hardly! Because there is a message keeping me up at night. Every night. And it appears I will find no rest until I purge these words from my heart and psyche. I am pregnant with possibility, nauseous with labor, and moderately terrified of what’s to come. There are even moments I feel paralyzingly panic stricken. Perhaps it’s the genre. I suddenly wish I wrote trashy romance novels instead of communicating soul-shaking transformational truths. If I die before this book is born, people will find in the remains a tortured soul. I hate writing. It hurts in places I didn’t know I had. So back to the original question: why the hell do I do it? To stop the pain. Not just mine, but yours too. And for the generations to come. We are family. And if we’re not, we ought to be.  This exceptional writer/artist only needed two sessions over two weeks to launch her dream! What will it take for you? Get published before the next decade passes. Call or email Kim to bring your dreams to life.
And pick up the digital work of Emma Peretz here. FROM EMMA PERETZ “I want to thank Kim from the bottom of my heart. This is a glorious lady cleared. She knows in her heart the exact direction for clients need, not just to create a product from the heart but to find the heart expand in the midst of it. Paragraphdont know how she does this, but it's her magic. I was referred to Kim in search for guidance while writing my book. It was at the beginning an interactive journal for mothers and daughters. She gave me a simple exercise upon our first meeting of actually creating those pages with my mom. Not to be published nor to be used necessarily. Just an exercise between mother and daughter. My mind was hesitant at first, but later that day after I proposed the idea to my mom...we found the journal pages as if they were waiting for us and Kim knew it all along. My mom is an artist and visionary and for a long time I held on tight to a story of competition between my mom and I. Vision against vision. No room for both visionaries in this world. In the midst of Kim's exercise...it was the first time I helped my mom on a project of hers from a place of trusting the visionary within myself, rather than comparing my every move to hers...We colored for hours, listened to Billy Joel, and watched "Rocketman." There was a scene where I started to burst into tears...I cant remember the scene but it instantly reminded me of the emptiness I felt in terms of my relationship with my mom and the loved I yearned for. We hugged for like five minutes and tears were just bursting from my eyes. It was the first time I held my mom and she held me in a way a young daughter needed to be held by a mother...and an equal. Kim gave my mother and I the great gift of connection. She believes in her heart and follows it allowing others to do the same in the midst of learning and experiencing what we really need from life. Connection. Kim has the beautiful gift of connection and gives it to others freely. With an open heart. I am so grateful for my work with Kim. She is support. She is a gift. And she is a visionary. Within two weeks, I published my first book on Amazon Kindle. Within two weeks, I learned to trust the sincerity and vision of my mind and my heart. Emma S Peretz, published author of "Inbody Embody" now available on Amazon Kindle  Hawaiian beaches are the stuff dreams are made of. Clear water, sweet surf, breathtaking sunsets. It looks as good in person as it does in the travel brochures. Until it doesn’t.
My work brought me here several time a year. It began to feel like a long commute to the office from Mainland to Island. Business and speed of life on the islands held dramatically different values. I naturally thought maybe it was the fact that I was working instead of playing that left me feeling not-quite-right about it. One morning as I sat having coffee on my high-rise balcony overlooking Waikiki beach and the Pacific Ocean, I stopped long enough to listen. This is what I heard: Loud traffic noise. City traffic. Garbage trucks backing up. Buses honking horns. Police sirens. What was sorely lacking was the sound of nature. In fact, I couldn’t even hear the surf over the busy din of a city waking up. Beautiful views, distracting background noise. Kind of like my life at that time. I felt trapped in so many ways. While my life looked good from the outside it didn’t always feel good to be there. There is so much more to happiness than outer trappings. How we look, where we live, what we drive, who we love. The bigger questions are: How does it feel to be in your skin, in your car, in your home, in your head? Are you pretending it doesn't hurt when it really does? Are you thinking if you ignore the problem it will go away? Are you waiting for someone to rescue you? Are you hatching an escape plan? Are you staying too busy to notice your feelings at all because if you did, you might have to do something you're not prepared to do? I answered those questions in my journal that day and shifted my life. How about you? Ask about my Friends and Family discount today.
“True generosity is an offering given freely and out of pure love. No strings attached.” - Suze Orman In our selfish society, very little is truly given without expectation of repayment in some form. We consider it fair trade to appear generous while we hold the recipient hostage to repay in the form of recognition, appreciation, or favors in the future. Giving with no strings attached is spiritual service. It is sharing what you have physically, financially, emotionally or spiritually with no expectation of repayment. It is paying it forward without sticking around for the nod or thank you. We humans are wired for love and generosity. Our greatest joy comes in the giving, not in the gain. To selflessly share from our abundance fills us with gratitude that we have it to give. Giving with no strings frees us from attachment to how the recipient receives, rejects or re-gifts our offering. It fills our heart to allow stuff to flow freely through our lives and into another’s hands or heart without expectations or demands. Letting it go is an act of pure love. KIMMISM: Giving with strings attached is not a gift, it is manipulation. (c) 2019 I AM LUCID, Kim Halsey, All Rights Reserved
Do or do not; there is no Try. -Yoda The biggest lie we tell ourselves and the world is that we tried. If I ask for a ride to the airport at 8:00 tomorrow morning and you say “i’ll try” then I know not to depend on you. I keep looking until I find someone who is committed to helping me. Do we really think life is any different? We ask and it is given. Always. The answer to prayer often comes in the form of an opportunity that requires us to take a step (dare I say leap?) of faith. We don’t sit on our ass and wait for the Uber driver to know we need a ride. We take action and schedule the thing. Then we watch and wait. Timing matters. Do we imagine the things that break our hearts are for nothing? No! They are there to remind us we are not alone. If we would just STOP, LOOK, LISTEN we would hear that still, small inner voice guiding us through the dark places. We have the energy to get in the game and put our hearts into action. Individually and collectively. That, friends, is how you change yourself, your life, and the world you want to condemn. We are not victims, we are co-creators in this chaos. As within, so without. Own it. Be the change you want to see in the world. Love is still the answer. —Kim |
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