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you can contact us either by emailing us below or call us at 310.839.3187.

we deeply appreciate that you have allowed us into your life.
we celebrate you and the movement moments which have brought us together on this journey.

our prayer is that we continue to walk the bridge that connects the disparate parts of ourselves, walk the bridge that connects us to each other, to all others and where finally we remember that our spirits are woven into the all one.

we invite you to wander with us into the center of who we are, to dance our truth, together.

“there are only two days in the year that nothing can be done. one is called yesterday, and the other is called tomorrow, so today is the right day to love, believe, do, and mostly, live."

dalai lama

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    When great trees fall,
    rocks on distant hills shudder,
    lions hunker down
    in tall grasses,
    and even elephants
    lumber after safety.

    When great trees fall
    in forests,
    small things recoil into silence,
    their senses
    eroded beyond fear.

    When great souls die,
    the air around us becomes
    light, rare, sterile.
    We breathe, briefly.
    Our eyes, briefly,
    see with
    a hurtful clarity.
    Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
    gnaws on kind words
    promised walks
    never taken.

    Great souls die and
    our reality, bound to
    them, takes leave of us.
    Our souls,
    dependent upon their
    now shrink, wizened.
    Our minds, formed
    and informed by their
    radiance, fall away.
    We are not so much maddened
    as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of
    dark, cold

    And when great souls die,
    after a period peace blooms,
    slowly and always
    irregularly. Spaces fill
    with a kind of
    soothing electric vibration.
    Our senses, restored, never
    to be the same, whisper to us.
    They existed. They existed.
    We can be. Be and be
    better. For they existed

    by maya angelou