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Your soul story is the core of who you are, and you may not even be aware of it. Oh, but I promise you it's there. Operating under the surface in your subconscious. Acting as your personal GPS guidance system and helping guide you on your journey through life.

The Winner is...

By: Mary E Knippel

Published on: 11/21/2024

Have you ever had one of those magical moments where time seems to pause, and everything aligns in an almost otherworldly way? Perhaps it was a surprise recognition or a moment of sheer clarity when the universe whispered, “This is your time.” For me, that moment came recently. “And the winner of the Rising Star Award is… Mary Knippel!” Wait—what? Did I just hear my name? Is this real? Let’s go back a bit. A couple of months ago, I was nominated for an award—a humbling acknowledgment on its own. I didn’t dwell on the idea of winning; I simply focused on showing up for the moment. But here’s where the magic of synchronicity comes in. Somehow, the universe knew this was the right time for me to stand in the spotlight. And I WON!

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What haunts you?

By: Mary E Knippel

Published on: 10/09/2024

Are you afraid of writing? Let's talk about transforming that fear into fuel for your Soul Story.

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Create Your Independence Story

By: Mary E Knippel

Published on: 07/01/2024

Independence, self-confidence, boldness, self-care, personal growth, transformational story, self-nurturing, overcoming challenges, empowerment, writing journey.

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First Mother's Day

By: Mary E Knippel

Published on: 05/12/2024

I remember watching my young daughter drizzle glaze on a fresh batch Poppy Seed Muffins for my Mother’s Day brunch, I marveled at how far we’d come since our first Mother’s Day together. It was a double blessing in that we also celebrated her baptism that second Sunday of May 1984. I was awash with emotions as I held my infant because I was thrilled to at last be able to perform that simple, yet oh so significant, act. There was a time when I was afraid I’d never hear someone call me Mommie.

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