Friday, March 2

Cinderella Story

In 2007, I walked into the studio room on Tyonek drive to attend a workshop that Michael and Kathryn simply called the, bridge to living your dreams. Scared and trembling a shell of a being I was, and the epitome of a star having been dropped from the sky not knowing who she was or where she belonged. Without knowing what I was doing I followed this unseen, unidentified, unnamable feeling, that in time would reveal itself to me and I would come to know and relay on it as guidance, into the little classroom that would change my life forever.

In 2012, I walked into a classroom on Ptarmigan St in Bethel, Alaska. Confidant and assured I spoke as a teacher, a carrier of the messages so carefully entrusted to me. Bestowed by my great teachers Michael and Kathryn Sharp, Paul Pitchford, Ana Forrest, and countless other people who have over the years crossed my path and left memorable footsteps on my heart, all weaved together into a symphony with one purpose, to mend the hoop of the people and bring healing and restoring to our great mother earth.

The response from the participants in my little juicing class, the confirmation of resonance of the message I offered by their setting up spinal therapy sessions, signing up for more classes and nutritional consults, their expressed interest in volunteering to work the land this summer if ever there is a need for extra support. My awe in how one evening talking about juicing, listening to your body and touching lightly on essential oils led to an awakened desire for them to re-connect with the earth herself by putting their hands in the soil. My heart is singing and I am buzzing like never before. I am a teacher, the one thing I have always wanted to be but never had the courage, until now. What started as a leap of faith into a workshop called the bridge to living your dream has in fact over the last 5 years built me my bridge. I crossed it last night and stepped l strongly into my dream reality. It has come true, I am living my dream and getting paid for it!?

From the quiet girl in the back, who I was sure was not resonating with my class, she said very little and sat still faced the entire evening at the end walked up to me and said “I am so glad you are here”. My heart melted and I felt more purpose in that moment then I ever though possible!!! I am in love with my work, this is what I am meant to do no questions asked, this is my gift to offer, this is my living dream.

I bow down in humility and gratitude for my Great Teachers and all those beings who have crossed my path to help me get to where I am today. I am speechless that this moment that I have both chased and feared over a my lifetime is finally here.


All my love,

Aho