“It is always the escape route, the safety net to choose to remain “solo.” Here is the place we create fantasy, where our fear can breathe…rather than choosing love that which extinguishes fear. Love is where we become vulnerable and authentic…where we do the work on ourselves that speaks clearly through our actions.

Words have become the mask of a mind that creates its own story, the one that we read again and again, yet never understand the meaning. Only other “soloists” connect to the same song. I listen to the orchestra where collectively, we create beautiful music.” – Wendy Blanchard, M.S., CHHC

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