Listen to your heart

Sometimes it’s easier to just walk away

Knowing when isn’t always easy

Come back to your heart

What does the heart want?

That’s where the real wisdom lies

I looked to make people happy and I denied myself.

It became a pattern. I tried hard to break it, but it was my default. I came back to it. It was only last year when I realised that I wasn’t listening to my heart first.

The whys are pretty clear. We are spirit beings having a human experience. We are made of stardust. We’re divine. We are love. And the heart isn’t just a pump, even modern biology is recognising this! And Aristotle taught this 300 or so years BCE.

In many Eastern traditions, the heart centre is the bridge between living from the lower chakras and the higher. We need them all btw. But an imbalance makes for a hard time. Either way!

A growing movement of compassion and heart-felt conscious living is evolving.

And if you’re reading this, it probably makes sense to you. It’s your  path.

But the self-improvement, self-development, New Age model we’ve been living has a downside. In a nutshell, we’re never good enough. Even with psychology, the goal to become ‘whole’ can be hideously interpreted to ‘never be enough.’

(And yes, I’ve worked in the field since 1993, there are tools that defo help us live a better life. I use them daily. Now I’ve added a new layer…I’m enough.)

Afterall, the answers to life are always under your own nose.  Look down, that’s where your heart is.

So, take a moment with me now. Pause. Put your hands on your heart. Close your eyes. Breathe deeply. In and out. Become aware of your breath. Your feet on the floor, your hands on you heart.

This, Dearheart, is where our true wisdom lives. Ask your question. The right answer will come. It may not be what you expect. But there is peace.

Start simply, connect first thing in the morning. Last thing at night. Ask simple questions. One of my faves is “Great Goodness, what do you have to say to me?” or “What do I need to know?”

As you become practiced, you have a direct line to your true wisdom. You may use with whatever is happening in life. Especially the big questions. I’ve more to share about that at future dates.

For now, go practice living a heart-centered spiritual life. I’ve given you the first tool. It really isn’t complicated.

Big love

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Tea in the grounds at Holyrood Palace, Edinburgh, Scotland

I wish you bubbles on your tea…

Once upon a time when I was living in the States, I invited a lady to come for tea. She was so excited and accepted immediately. We set a tea date. Perhaps a new friend in the making?

She arrived on a hot and steamy day, so I made it cold. I know, not how us Brits serve tea, but I’d heard that was the American way if they drank it at all. Not my fave way. I take my tea hot, with a splash of milk.

But, I thought a lovely iced herbal infusion would be just the ticket!

Instead of my usual china teacup and saucer, I opted for a delightful delicate crystal glass.

Perfect!

Or so I thought. Turns out, so I was told, at least three times during our tea party–she’d never ‘ever’ been invited to tea before.

(I know, you’d think I’d learn. Americans don’t do tea. I guess sometimes I’m a bit slow!)

As she left I invited her again, but this time told her that I’d do it properly. Which just floated over her head. Of course, she’d never been invited to tea before. And therefore had no idea what I was blathering about. (She loved it, btw.)

So, Dearheart, I was left wondering why I’d watered down my magic? Trey to accommodate what I thought someone needed. To make them feel comfortable. Not be too much. I didn’t celebrate my uniqueness.

And in doing so I actually shortchanged this lovely lady from having a new experience. Whether she would have liked it or not, it would have been new and different for her. And I’d have sparkled in sharing something that was uniquely British in the middle of a small American town.

And I wondered…

How often do we rein it in? Water down our magic? Not be fully ourselves.

Are you too shortchanging yourself and those around you?

And so, I encourage you to show up. What if today we show up 100 percent in all our sparkly, stardust, messy eccentricity?

What will you do differently today?

I’d love to know your thoughts on this. Drop me a comment below or send me a message.

And the bubbles? My Welsh grandmother taught me that bubbles on the top of your tea mean money is flowing your way. The more bubbles, the more abundance.

She drank her tea black and scooped the bubbles off with her teaspoon to drink them in.

So, my dear, today I wish you bubbles on your tea. Served proper…hot, and poured from the teapot.

Wanna come over for tea?

Big love,

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Hitting a rough patch doesn’t undo all the progress you’ve made

There is no fixing some grief

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S.A.R.K. from the book Succulent Wild Women

I was in a dark place. Back in the late 90s. I felt myself thundering towards doom. Bankruptcy. Divorce. Illness. Now, gently looking back, with kind eyes and a sense of forgiveness. I see they were all blessings.

At the time though, I was living in sheer hell! Sleepless nights. Busy brain. Fear. Anger and torment each day. Bravely trying to hid the nightmarish truth from savvy teenage kids. I was fighting slipping in the abyss of depression on a daily basis.

And I prayed. I asked for signs. Began a Gratitude Journal. Kept it by the bed. Each morning writing down 3 things I was grateful for. Reading them again, before I went to sleep at night. Some days finding the energy to add another three before I slept.

The one magical day, as I was puttering bookstore in downtown Ottawa. I found S.A.R.K. Well, a book by her.

Living Juicy!

Colourful and bright. Imperfect lettering. Funny little drawings. And uplifting messages. All with a glorious sense of humour. And a lightness I was desperately in need of.

Stumbling across this quote by S.A.R.K. this morning, as I scrolled through social media. I took a moment to reflect. Not only have I lived through dark times. I more than survived. I thrived. And I am Living Juicy. There was and always is something bigger than me guiding my journey. The Great Goodness always has us!

Remember the Footprints poem? Here’s a free download.

And, I don’t believe in ‘coincidence’ but see ‘synchronicity’ all around.

The book was called ‘Living Juicy.’ And it became my companion. On the bedside table. By the sofa. In my handbag. Whenever I felt overwhelm. And at times it was often. I’d find my book and read a page or two. (Or ten.)

Eventually I even got into doing some uplifting writing myself. And I started to remember the joy of creativity. Writing, making pretty images. Not perfect, but gloriously imperfect in their beauty.

And I started to live a Juicy Life.

What does that mean? Juicy Living is, for me, owning all my feelings. Being comfortable in being me. Unlike the Abraham/Hicks teachings, which gives weight to only the ‘good’ emotions. I embrace them all. Sure, of course I fight like mad against feeling sad, depressed or angry. There’s a lot of societal programming in there!

But I turn to spirit to guide me. To our unseen helping spirits. The Great Goodness. And I take the time to feel.

There’s a reason for all our feelings. The grief I feel after the unexpected loss of my brother opens me to the love I feel for him. The anger at someone who I feel treats me unfairly. Well, it motivates and energises me to take better care of myself. To enforce boundaries. Get it?

Eventually, I passed the book along to someone in need. I do love to share. But I remember the sense of joy and  peace it brought me.

(But dammit, I miss book shops. Don’t you?)

So, dearheart, go forth today and be succulent. Live a juicy life. Own your feelings. All. Of. Them. And, if you have the joy of being near a book shop, take me with you. Into the wonder of browsing.

Big love,

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I’ve been doing a little research, and you know what, you’re not alone. In fact, its the most common complaint I’m hearing right now. And I’ve some lovely, easy solutions.

Get a Great Night’s Sleep Routine

First off, it’s a really great idea to get off the screens. Not as easy as it sounds, but there’s studies out there proving that screen is keeping you from getting quality sleep. The recommended time is to turn off 2 hours before bed. However, I’ve found an hour works.

What to do instead? Simple, you could take a warm shower or a toasty bath. Often helps us change gears into relaxation. But at least, wash your face (and moisturize, my darling), floss and brush your teeth.

Then go pop the kettle on.

I love to climb into bed with a nice hot, herbal tea. I take a book. (A real one, not a screen one.) Snuggle up. Sip and read.

(More about a bedtime routine, click here.)

But no PG Tips or Tetley’s before bed. The caffeine is one of the things guaranteed to wake me up in the middle of the night.

So, here’s my TOP THREE better sleep herbal teas:

Lemon balm (Melissa officianalis)

Deliciously lemony, this is my fave. Lemon balm is calming, uplifting (happy dream making) and restores the nervous system. A trophorestorative brew in a cup. You can add a little honey or agave if you wish. Steep for 5 minutes or more. Fresh or dried.

No know contraindications, except it you’ve an allergy. This herb grows prolifically, in a pot on the windowsill or in the garden.

(And yes, it’s a member of the same family as mint…if you thought I’d maybe used the wrong picture!)

Passion Flower (Passiflora incarnata)

Warm and earthy tasting, this herb is one of nature’s sedatives. And my go-to when I’m not sleeping well due to stress or worry. Just pick a few fresh flowers and leaves. Give ’em a wash under running water. Then pop into your teapot and add boiling water.

In about 8 minutes you can drink it. If you’re not a herb tea drinker, go for some honey or agave to sweeten it up a bit, as it’s a bit earthy. Or you can use the dried flowers and leaves.

I’ve never known anyone have problems with this tea, but the FDA warns not to drink 2 weeks before surgery just in case it impacts anesthesia.

Chamomile (Matricaria chamomila)

Couldn’t have a top three without good, ol’ chamomile. Not a favorite of mine, as I find it kinda sweet. Again, fresh or dried flowers, steeped for around 8 minutes. And you’re good to start sipping.

Chamomile contains ‘apigenin’. Which works like the anti-anxiety meds benzodiazepines. Cool eh? Good for anxiety at any time of the day. But especially lovely before bed. (And studies have shown you can drink about 5 cups a day without any ill-effects.)

However, if you’ve a ragweed allergy, you might want to pass on this delightful little herb. Some allergy sufferers have had symptoms.

And of course, if you aren’t into getting into herbs this way, just get a night time tea blend. Personally, I do enjoy the organic Bedtime by Yogi Tea

To wrap up: get a nice bedtime routine going for a great night’s sleep:

Don’t take your work to bed. Ever.

Keep the bedroom for sleeping and other lovely activities that make you feel rested and refreshed.

Make sure you are comfy, including temperature.

Grab a cuppa and a book, or listen to some peaceful music, or meditate, maybe say a prayer.

Then lights out and welcome refreshing, relaxing, deep great night’s sleep.

Sleep tight, and don’t let the bugs bite!

Big love,

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So, why is everyone talking about meditation? A regular meditation practice helps alleviate anxiety, stress and fuzzy brain. It also helps you get better quality (and quantity) sleep. Plus it eases pain: physical, mental, emotional and spiritual.

Plus its risk-free and inexpensive. Portable and easy also comes to mind. Curious?

But what is Meditation?

Long thought of as some kind of esoteric, hippy practice. Meditation has a lot of people scared off. But it’s mind concentration. Focus. And everyone can benefit from the practice.

As you’ve subscribed, you have access to a couple of self-hypnosis meditations that I’ve gifted you along the way. The Ten Minute Break is a form of meditation. Where you follow instructions and focus on releasing tension and breathing.

Simple. And the more often you do it, the easier it gets to go into the ‘relaxation zone.’

However, there’s lots of ways to meditate.

And I’m a big fan of changing things up. So, I also use chanting, listening to chants, and a whole heap of different breath work. In fact, right now I’m doing a 40 day self challenge to Gain Inner Peace. It involves mudra (hand position), breath and the diaphragm. A simple chant and an abdominal exercise.

As you can image as you focus on getting that all right, you don’t have time to worry about the world health crisis or even what to have for breakfast!

And it simply starts with 3 minutes. I will of course build up to longer.

Then I lie down for a further 3 minutes and relax.

5 days in and I started to notice a difference. Seriously. I’m not getting as upset and when I do wing out (as we all do) I’m back to calmness much more quickly.

If you’d like to join me and give it a whirl, send me an email to let me know and I’ll send instructions.

In the meantime, if a guided journey in your mind appeals, go here for two more free meditations.

And, talking about meditation, here’s how to begin:

As always, big love, and it would be lovely if you’d drop a comment below.

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Our lives have been strange. Not in the strange and wonderful way, but in the absurd way.

I was chilling with my tea, as I do each morning. And I took a moment to scroll my Facebook feed. I say ‘MY feed’, but in reality we know that it’s a FB allotted feed. What with the algorithms and all that jazz.

Anyhoos, I took a dive into the FB Newsfeed this morning. And I’m pretty sure the world has gone mad.

I’d list some of the nightmare things I read there. But it honestly feels far too heavy to share. I have no desire to depress you, dear reader. So carry on…it does get cheerfuller. (Is that a real word? It works for me.)

What I will say is that doom and gloom dominated. Yes, doom and gloom. But more than that, far more, was a horrible sense of FEAR and ANGER. And unfortunately, division.

Where’s the kindness? Where’s the support? What about the love? What happened to ‘we’re all in this together?’ It’s much more ‘all I care about is me, and you should care for me most too!’ (Too long for a hashtag?)

And a little whisper tickled my mind. ‘WTF next?’

My mind recoiled. I felt compelled to recall the message! It felt like I was challenging the Universe (Great Goodness, God, Goddess, Creator) to continue on this spiral of horror, doom and gloom. After all, wasn’t I thinking in fear.

Quickly I went to correct my thinking. My heart was heavy. I felt the pull of sadness. But then, I look up.

I smiled. Breathed deeply. Came back to the moment. Steaming cup of tea ready for sipping. Gluten-free biscuit ready for dunking. Kitten being super cute, playing on the sofa beside me. The full moon in all her glory still hovering in the morning sky.

All is well. And all is well.

And I allowed ‘what the eff next?’ to soften and change within me. WTF became WEIP? What else is possible?

Just like that I stopped dreading. Instead I embraced the possibility of miracles, magic. Beauty and kindness. And you know what? The little whisper became ‘HOW ABOUT LOVE?’

How about love?

I believe and teach that all our feelings and emotions fall into one of two categories:

Love or Fear.

Yes, that simple really. When we afraid, angry, vengeful, suspicious or any of those types of feelings, they all stem from fear. And when we feel grateful, kind, compassionate, empathetic etc. Well, they come from love.

So, I changed my mind. From FEAR that something even worse would happen next. To LOVE that something better would happen next. From fear to love. Get it?

Love comes next.

The weight of doom and gloom lifted.

Yes, horrible things happen. Every day people are hurt, die, fall out of love, get sick. And every single day people heal, fall in love, make love even, get well. We find our wishes. Turn our dreams into realities. Smile, laugh and sing.

The bottom-line is we all want to feel safe. So, there’s the common ground to end division. Acknowledge that your way of feeling safe may not be the same as mine. But I see you. And I know in my heart that you want to feel safe. To be seen. Validated. Heard.

How do we make this happen? We move from fear into love.

First step is to be present. With ourselves. With our friends, family, loved ones. And then take this out into the communities we live in.

I also decided that simply a little love isn’t going to cut it right now. We need absurd amounts of love to counteract the absurd amounts of fear.

So, dearheart, starting today! Love is the way.

And psst, if I fall into despair again, I’ll just re-set to love again. And I’ll repeat as often as needed.

Wanna join me?

Where are you holding fear? How can you release that tension and move into love? Drop a comment below, please do.

Not sure where to begin?

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Read my blogs. Some are funny, some poignant, and some are just about tea or food (always good-for-you stuff.) Your spirits will lift.

I also work one-on-one with a select few people each week. If that sounds like something you’d like to explore, go ahead and send me a message. We’ll have a quick chat and see if we’re a fit.

But most importantly. Whenever you feel tense, worrisome emotions, breathe. Come back to the present. Replace fear with love. Smile. From fear to love.

Big love,

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I lost a love. A dream was shattered. Broken Dreams.

There’s been a lot of that lately. Has it happened to you? What did you do?

Most likely, you pushed the pain down and soldiered on. But the pain didn’t go away, did it? It’s a little lump somewhere. In your heart, your belly, the ache between your shoulders. The heaviness or fatigue.

We haven’t been given permission to grieve-the-loss of a dream. We never learned at school how to deal with disappointment. Try harder. Suck it up. Do better next time. Or worse still, I remember getting 94% on a math test and my father sitting with me. We went over every single bloody question and answer. To find that missing 6%, so I wouldn’t FAIL again.

(I’d imagined accolades, praise and celebrations. Approval.)

We push the pain away.

The harder we fight not-to-grieve the bigger the pain grows.

But the loss of a dream is also the loss of a love.

The missed wedding, family get-together. Drinks with friends down the pub. The vacation we’d planned. The job opportunity that slipped away. Time with the grandkids. The baby who left before it even began life. Illness and sickness robbing us of our dreams. Rules and regulations breaking our spirits as we watch dreams drift away.

We all experience loss at some time. It’s part of life. But the past year and a half has seen a lot of dreams die.

The loss of a dream is also the loss of a love. Something we cherished. Something that sustained us. As real, my darling, as any other love.

By acknowledging the loss. Accepting our hurts. We give ourselves the grace to grieve. We don’t have closure. But we have changed.

I see how brave you’ve been. But do you?

Image by John Hains from Pixabay

Honour your precious feelings. They’re real. They are grief.

All of them: shock, denial, physical and emotional pain. Guilt and  anger. Bargaining and depression. Deep sadness and futility. We lose direction and focus. At times we lose hope. Our spiritual path may be challenged.  And these emotions don’t come in a nice neat package. Grief is messy.

Don’t stuff your feelings. They’ll come back to bite you. Sure, it’s not appropriate to sit and sob the rest of your life away. But it is perfectly acceptable to have a good cry. To rage at the Great Goodness. To eat a pint of ice cream. And to talk.

Talk to a friend.

Or a counselor or life coach. Your priest, or spiritual advisor. Other people you know who have gone through the same broken dreams.

Even social media has its merits. Just not your public page. Join a group of like-minded people. Stay away from the Negative Nellies. And delete the friends and followers who make you cringe. It’s a time for supportive people.

That’s not the ‘think positive thoughts and all will be well’ people. And definitely get away from ‘now why did you attract this experience?’ peeps. They’re really good at helping you get stuck in a guilt/powerless cycle. Delete. Block. Yes, there’s a time for reflection. But when you are in grief mode this type of thinking actually causes a lot of damage.

The grief of broken dreams is hard enough, so remember you don’t have to do it alone.

You are never alone.

New paths will open. New dreams will gently appear. There are always rainbows ahead. Don’t force yourself to see them, let them reveal themselves to you. I promise they will appear when you accept your grief and stop fighting the pain.

Use the free resources here on the site. These are my gift to you. When I’m able, I open up spaces for my Tea for Two Complimentary Consultations. Check in with me if that feels like something you’d like to explore. And I’ve always room for one more client who’d like to start Feeling Absolutely Fabulous.

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What if the day didn’t come? The perfect day.

(Actually, she had mental illness and wasn’t a happy person at all. But she kept waiting to be rescued from herself and eventually died alone in a nursing home this year 2021.)

My mind wanders to an intense conversation. Sitting in a car outside a liquor store, while the rain lashed down. It ended with me telling her I hoped she didn’t end up on her death bed looking back with regret at all the dreams she didn’t follow. Because the right day hadn’t happened.

She threw me out the car to walk home in the rain. Not the first or last time she threw me out!

But the memory of this one is particularly poignant. Because she helped me find an important truth.

That perfect day never comes

The perfect day when you have the money. Or the time. Are the right weight, age or live in the perfect home.

Some of the best things I’ve ever done for myself were when the timing was completely off!

Reiki Master Training in the middle of college exams. I was the teacher and my work load was off the charts. Starting my own holistic practice when no one had heard of holistic health care, and I was stony broke to boot! Leaving the USA in the middle of a pandemic.

I’ll tell some stories another day, but for now…

The perfect day is today!

Don’t put off life.

Don’t wait for that day.

Live out loud.

Take the challenge.

Life is what happens to you in the imperfect moments.

So, go ahead, just say YES to life. And let’s start enjoying each day. Yes, there’s gonna be moments that suck. But they shouldn’t define our lives. EVER!

I’m opening up my on-line practice again. Celebrating life with hypnotherapy, coaching and healing. And I’d love to work with you. If you’ve made it this far, what’s the future have in store. Contact me now if you’re ready to seize the day and live your fabulous life.

What are you waiting for?

Big love

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Hooray for sunshine and sunny days.

(Trigger warning: depression and loss. However,  we are going to turn that around with lessons learned and how to find joy.)

I’ve been struggling lately. Missing family + friends. Grieving deaths in the family. Grieving endings as we entered another round of restrictive lockdowns. At times, sadness and loneliness have overwhelmed me.

The black dog a visitor hovering in the shadows.

Yesterday I felt the light crack through. Yes, day three of sunshine and warmth definitely helped. Warmed me up for sure! But what really cracked through the shell of sadness was kindness.

I received an abundance of kindness

I’d sipped my tea, looking at the ocean and listening to the crashing waves. And I wearily lugged myself up to my office and opened the computer. The first email brought tears to my eyes. The good kind!

There was an offer of help. From a relatively new person in my life. As is everybody right now. Moving does that. And moving during a pandemic makes it hard to make new friends and acquaintances. Everybody is in hiding here in Portugal as we obey curfews and travel restrictions. Can’t even go out and have a cup of tea. No wonder my descent into depression. But I digress…

I’ve been having a struggle and someone reached out to help me. An offer of help, a gesture of kindness.

The tears welled, as I opened another email. A beautiful note of sympathy and compassion from a student. I had to take some time off from teaching as both my mother-in-law and my mother passed unexpectedly. 9 days apart. (And no, deffo not the C-word! Although, both of them had forms of senile dementia and I can’t imagine how scary their last days may have been.)

Then, a long-time colleague then invited me to her on-line Church Service, back in Ottawa. Next, a friend from Washington sent me photos of her and her son playing in the snow. (He wanted Auntie Jacqui to see his snow angel.)

As more loving messages poured into my various in-boxes, it was Valentine’s after all, the dam broke. The tears flowed.

I sobbed

Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m a good crier. Although that’s not always been the case, I admit. But I learned how important it was to stop bottling up feelings. Did you know that they build-up? Leading in many cases to illness. Or, as in my case, when I was younger…explosions! I’ve learned how healing it is to just let the tears flow.

But yesterday was something else.

No dainty tears. Dabbing my eyes with a tissue. What I call ‘princess tears.’ (I’ve actually always been rather jealous of those women who can have a good cry, wipe their nose, smile and look like nothing happened.) Full blown. Noisy wails. Snotty, ugly, smushed-up face crying. That left me with eyes like golfballs, a rather red, sticky face and of course nose like a beetroot.

I felt blessed. So bloody grateful. Love. Supported.

And the black dog was chased from the corners of my mind.

I let the sunshine in

So, the photo is me. After I washed my face and popped on some lippy. Movie star sunglasses covering the swollen eyes. A little sunblock taming the beetroot nose. I went to the beach. Breathed the sea air. Stretched my body. Lifted my face to the sunshine and let the joy in.

And I have a few takeaways from this that I’d like to share with you:

Do not hold back your love. Let people know you care. As we never know what people are going through. A simple act of kindness can make someone’s day. And, if it doesn’t, then there’s no harm done. Compassion.

Don’t give up. Remember, Dear Heart, that there is always, always sunshine and rainbows ahead. But sometimes you’ve just got to stop holding on and holding it together so tightly. Allow yourself to fall. You will be caught. Trust.

And FFS ask for help when you need it. (Swearing emphasis is for me, not necessarily you. This is the one I suck at.) There are of course genuine jerks out there. You know who they are. (Mostly. Sometimes there’s a surprise and when that happens remember it’s just a piece of information about them. Not you.) As I said, mostly we know who they are. Don’t go to them.

Start with asking the Great Goodness for help. A simple prayer. An invocation to the goddess. Whatever way spirit moves you. Then keep your eyes peeled. And your heart open. The good guys will show up. Always. Vulnerability.

So, today I’m sharing my joy. Sharing some sunshine. Wishing you love and laughter. Especially now in these depressing and scary times. Connection.

A new circle of life: Compassion, Trust, Vulnerability, Connection.

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Please drop me a comment below. Let me know how you are doing? How’s life treating you? Where’s your sunshine?

Stay fabulous!

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