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What a nice story :-) And true. We all DO matter, and we all have a story to tell.

Thank you so much for that. For all you have here. I'm tearing up all over the place. In a good way.

loveit!loveit!loveit!loveit!

xx

What a beautiful story. It's amazing to see the how relationships can begin and strengthen simply by unleashing words from the heart.

This is beautiful -- my eyes have gone moist -- thank you for the treasure of a story this morning.

Susan
xo

This is beautiful -- my eyes have gone moist -- thank you for the treasure of a story this morning.

Susan
xo

so true! kelly rae sent me to your blog and i've been loving your posts about gremlins. and, of course, your posts about kelly rae! thanks for your words/ art/ photos/ creative-isms.

This made me cry - so sweet. I wish I could get out and go to events like this and meet people like you in person! Getting to do it via blogs is a treat for myself. :)

I see Kirsten too xx

Thankyou for a truly inspiring post! Just this morning I was remembering back to highschool, walking the halls feeling invisible, how unsure of myself I was and how suprised I was anytime someone knew who I was. That was close to twenty years ago now, but I just moved to a new community and in the midst of this transition those old feelings of loneliness and invisiblility are butting their ugly heads... What your post reinforced was that every day, every action, every risky step I take really does matter! Thankyou for the much needed encouragement! It means the world to me!

That is such a sweet story.

I just love sweet Kirsten. I am lucky to call her my friend.

I just came here for the first time since squam and was able to catch up. I'm so sorry that you were suffering so! I don't think most of us had any idea, but I'm especially oblivious to the goings on around me. I wish I could have added to your comfort in some way and instead i kept my distance assuming that you probably were feeling overwhelmed with all your many fans surrounding you and watching you. You should know that I learned a lot about my inner workings during your class and don't feel so afraid to be who I really am now. It is such freedom understanding those gremlins and where they come from.

Thank you for being there through the anxiety.

Love and blessings to you,
brittany

I just love sweet Kirsten. I am lucky to call her my friend.

I just came here for the first time since squam and was able to catch up. I'm so sorry that you were suffering so! I don't think most of us had any idea, but I'm especially oblivious to the goings on around me. I wish I could have added to your comfort in some way and instead i kept my distance assuming that you probably were feeling overwhelmed with all your many fans surrounding you and watching you. You should know that I learned a lot about my inner workings during your class and don't feel so afraid to be who I really am now. It is such freedom understanding those gremlins and where they come from.

Thank you for being there through the anxiety.

Love and blessings to you,
brittany

that made my eyes fill with tears :-)

I love this post. I love your blog. About a year ago I did this Leadership course and your site has been so helpful since it ended. The reason why is because every time I'm lost in the drift or questioning something, I come to your site and you are questioning the same thing. I love this post because I too feel very invisible especially at this time of my life and what I'm currently going through. So I guess thank you and do you want to be my life coach? . . .
Thank you

Such a nice sentiment to hear on a day I feel like I totally blend into the wallpaper of the world. I suppose the world does not get rich and colorful and vibrant with talent and eccentric, unique voices unless people get out there to be seen/heard. In a forum where there are too many voices to hear them individually, it can be daunting.

Andrea,
I love your blog. It helps me when I am feeling down (I read it when I am feeling happy, too).

I also love Kirsten's glasses.

~Sarah

AMEN, SISTAH! THANK YOU!

Yes! Yes!

Thank you for helping us realize and rejoice in the fact that we ARE Superheros!

Gail and I still gush about meeting you - having our picture taken with you - sitting at the blogher table with you and the other shutter sisters. OMG!!! What an awesome treat from the Universe!

Indeed, we feel very special when people *see* us, *know* us and are excited to be in our presence.

Thank you for spreading that kind of true joy and validation :-)

This is why we love you--your attitude towards your readers, individual and collective. It's telling how often (as with this post) your commenters say "I really needed to hear this today." You create so much more of a feeling of human connection and genuine goodwill towards your audience than any other blogger I have read.

Thanks for this story.

"If the only prayer you ever say in your whole life is 'thank you,' that will be enough."— Meister Echart. I give thanks for your word, your sharing, and your inspiration.

thanks for that lovely reminder :).

Hi Andrea!

Great post once again! I just finished reading the September issue of O magazine (I know a little late in my reading) and thought of you when I read the coaching article on finding the superhero power within you...I always knew you were onto something with Superhero Designs! Keep up the great work!

This is a lovely post...you are right...we all matter, we are all connected - whether or not at times that is obvious.

Ah... Andrea, as always this hits the spot.

I am trying to write (or rather have been successfully hiding from writing) my personal statement for grad school.

I have never been more sure the move... it is a move I make for myself without regard for anyone or anything... for me.

And I hesitate... and I hear my demons taunting... and I give in.

I must finish it by Monday ... I must... because if I don't it will delay me getting the entire process finished on time.

So today more than any other day, I needed your words. Your fierce confirmation that our voices matter, that people notice, that we are seen is what I will use as my inspiration and motivation over the next three days to finish.

Thank you ... ever my superhero!

Lovely story!
I needed to hear this today, on a day I was feeling very much as if I am not being heard and that my talents don't matter...(long story for another time)
Anyway, your post was a real "pick-me -up"
:)
Thank you!!
Blessings...
XO
Julia

How totally and completely wonderful! Now off to check out Kirsten's blog ...:o)

such a profound post. it especially hit home for me. i don't feel like i've really been seen after having my 2nd baby 7 weeks ago. something happens the 2nd time around and people just disappear. it's like you don't matter anymore.

Thank you for this post Andrea. I fight that gremlin on a regular basis; your words give me strength and hope.

ps - That's a beautiful picture of Kirsten!

"We ALL matter.
Our voices all need to be heard.
Our art needs to be seen.
When we don't show up at the meeting, at church, at the party, people notice and they wonder where we are.
We are seen and known.
And our stories need to be shared."

Wow, is that so hard to remember sometimes. Thanks for sharing. :-)

lovely story, so true and a beautiful photo....love the necklace!

That was beautiful. You made my day. Thank you.

It's nice to know that someone else worries about that little gremlin, because I must admit, I do all the time. But I'm reminded of a Dr. Suess quote, something along the lines of 'Say what you mean because the people who mind don't matter and the people that matter don't mind.'

Most of the time in my work I am on the phone. I can't tell you the amount of times people were crazily, enormously grateful to me that I merely ASKED them how they spelled their names. Years ago I regularly talked to a woman named Nary, with an N. Of course, everybody always got it wrong. I finally asked her and she told me yes, it's with an N, but that she really likes to be called "Nary Marie". So that's what I always called her and every time I did I could hear the smile in her voice, even from hundreds of miles away. She was seen.

I understand exactly how she felt. When I met you at Blogher, when you and Jen Lemen and Odette sat at my table for breakfast, I couldn't believe it. I was overwhelmed - and then I heard your voice and your laughter and your stories of Ben and I knew you were real and true. And so am I. When we went to Glide together on Sunday, I was awe and love and laughter-struck.

Thank you for reminding us to ignore the gremlin and to listen to our souls. Thank you for knowing us, for listening to us, for acknowledging us. And for gracing us with beautiful jewels!

that is such a sweet story! I'm so glad I got a chance to meet you, and be a part of your class. I learned so much that has really helped me now that I am back in the real world. I like to think of beating the gremlins down whenever they pop up... like that one arcade game where you hit the mole!

Wow, I really needed to hear this today. Thank you... :)

Thank you, thank you, thank you Andrea. How did you know that Gremlin was the one that most frequently whispers in my ear? How I wish I had been at Squam!! Will you be leading another workshop there next year?

this made me cry big, happy tears... kirsten is so beautiful and her heart is so pure. i am so happy you shared this story with us.

i couldn't agree more!

xoxo

kirsten is so incredibly beautiful and one of the warmest people :) this story is so lovely because it is so true ... thank you for sharing this and that gorgeous photo of her!

LOVE THIS!

you honored beautiful kirsten in such a poignant way, along with your story. glad you got to see each other, in every sense of the word.

this makes me so HAPPY!

love,
mccabe x

Hi, Andrea. I've been a big fan (and a lurker) for quite a while now. This post just makes my heart glad... and reminds me of my own experience meeting a "real live blogger" in person a few months ago. Of course, there's a blog post... http://reallivepreacher.com/node/184

If you don't have the time, I'll leave you this quote from the last few paragraphs:
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"Back of everything is a love for truth and a desire for knowledge and wholeness and happiness. That we all share. Why would we be so drawn to God unless we have a love and desire for truth somehow embedded deeply into our humanity? Pilate, a proto-scientist, rightly asked, “What is truth?” And Jesus, the son of man, did not tell him. But he did once say that the truth would set us free.
[...]
But we all matter. We all play our part. I cannot gather every precious bit of knowledge to myself and drink it, though I would love to. But I can love everyone who carries a part of our journey forward. And I can hear their stories with whatever time and energy is given me.

This is a goodness because this is a human communion that is a sacrament we all may share together."

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Keep it up everyone!

That is a really great little story. One of the best I have read in awhile:) The photo is really beautiful as well, thank you for sharing. I am going to go tell my gremlin to shut the hell up:)

Life
in a bottle
is where
the gremlin
wants us.

"you know my name" ... wow.

thanks, this was a very moving story. I can so relate.

this post is the reason i started reading your blog so long ago. when i read your blog i always feel better about myself. i feel braver and like i should take more chances. thank you andrea for being such a positive influence in my life. whether you realized it or not :)

AMEN! What a beautiful and powerful way to remind us of our importance in the world!

This post brought tears to my eyes on a bundle of different levels. Here are some of them, in no particular order:

Like Kirsten, your blog has meant a lot to me too... I've actually linked to it from my own blog (which I haven't posted to in months... perhaps the gremlins are getting to me?) under the title: Inspiration.

I've commented infrequently and written you a long email once about how to find the strength to make art. You wrote back, which meant a lot to me.

I've chosen not to have a career in art (for now) and instead I'm getting my masters in social work, which I love love love. Today, my supervisor and I did an intake with a woman who is to be a first client this year. My supervisor said something like: "I know this, I've been doing this work for a long time. And Molly is a really good." It felt so good to know that she sees me and that she sees me that way.

Also, I love that in your story you were the one who was SEEING Kirsten. It is an important reminder of the power we have as people in this world to impart goodness and joy on others, sometimes in actions as simple as knowing someone's name.

Gosh, I love you! Thank you for this :)

Thank you for this post. I needed to hear it and found it very helpful today. I've been a reader for a few years but never seem to find the "guts" to comment :)

I saw Kirsten! And she is beautiful (inside & out).

Thank you, dear Andrea, for this important reminder. I need(ed) it.

xo C.

i *heart* these glasses!!

Kirsten looks like she's just out from a fairy tale... just grabbing some water before jumping back in magic world... i'm sure stars could be seen following her hair...

You are completely set on making sure my Squam light continues to shine, huh?

Perfect post.

oh how i adore you andrea! i love today's post.

wow.... you're awesome!

thanks so much for this post andrea!
it spoke to my little gremlins, tied their little yappy mouths shut and brought a sense of calm to my heart.

What a lovely story, and I love Kirsten's glasses!

Beautiful! Thank you so much for your amazing words. I've been reading your blog for several months and I am impressed by your vulnerablity. Everytime I read your posts I leave encouraged.

I needed to hear this.

I often wonder if anyone cares about what I write, think, feel, say. I have been struggling of late with these questions as I try to slip into a new way of living. I'm scared and insecure, but your post gave me an "ah-ha" moment. There are other searchers out there, like me, figuring it all out as we go.

I needed that today. Thanks!

I want to THANK YOU for this lovely post.
Today especially, I am feeling far out on my horizon (days alone in the studio can sometimes send me there) -- in a no mans land of sorts and these words rallied and cheered that I am not alone, my art is seen and all is well. THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

I couldn't agree more.

I don't think we get nearly enough parades for just being !

Things like remembering birthdays is really important. I emailed my my friends in January this year and asked for the dates so I could get out presents and cards.

But cards and presents at any time is great. A friend sent me a badge made out of an Indian map to remind me of one of my creative dreams. I was so touched.

I love unexpected for no reason at all sending people presents in the posts. Small and simple is good a bar of chocolate, some tea bags, or chewing gum which comes with sarcastic /funny boxes.

Hear, Hear.

Thank you for sharing this -- all of it. I really needed it, and I applaud you for speaking up. xoxo

words fail me.
xoxoxoxo

I think that's about one of the most important, profound,things you've stated yet, Andrea.

"We ALL matter.
Our voices all need to be heard.
Our art needs to be seen.
When we don't show up at the meeting, at church, at the party, people notice and they wonder where we are.
We are seen and known.
And our stories need to be shared."

That's right up there with your beautiful "...we are meant to grow" post that I still have on my wall since 2004.

Your bursts of insight about living are so affirming!

Great story.

As the mom of a one year old, I'm going to stand here and virtually wave a flag at Kathleen's parade. After that many years, you absolutely deserve a marching band, glittery baton twirlers, and buckets of confetti. Happy 18 years, Mama!

Just what I needed on a day when I'm collecting rejection letters!

You've been in my head listening to MY gremlins!

i love this story...i love that i got to hear it from both of you...

i have been thinking so much about this idea since squam. about the gift i received there of being seen...and the gift of allowing myself to be seen.

it is what we all seek...a fundamental soul need. yes. love this.

thank you Andrea, I truly needed that today.

Wow. Thanks for that, Andrea - my stepmom's been a fan for years, and I understand why. Beautiful post! Funny, isn't it, how I'll notice and miss people, but somehow the logical next step of them missing me eludes the thought process. But you're right- we are all special.

Thanks for lighting up your patch of the blogosphere. And creating amazing necklaces, too. Mine's been a treasured possession since it was given to me three birthdays ago, and I always wear it with love.

That is such a touching story! I think this post will make everyone feel worlds better, too!

What a wonderful story...
thanks!

That is such a touching story! I think this post will make everyone feel worlds better, too!

Thank you. I needed that.

i heart you, andrea.
happy wednesday.
xoxo,
j

Beautiful post, friend. And thanks for introducing us to Kirsten -- looks like I now have a brand new blog-read!

K.

Andrea,

This is a beautiful post! So very simple and true. Kirsten is lovely. I was in the Superhero Saturday Class and I'm pretty sure she was in that class....yes?? Kirsten has a beautiful radiance to her...what a sacred gift to be in both your company. Two splendid Gems decorating this world with their sparkles...Andrea and Kirsten....amongst the other lovelies that I met....I saw you both and I thank you for being you.

Love, Trish

I feel invisible often, so I understand what you are writing about... As a mom now for 18 years...(my oldest just turned 18 today!--Go Connor!)I feel like the background cheerleader to all of my children's successes, trials and journeys...

I have often said I want a parade! And a medal! And an awards ceremony kinda like the emmys or the academy awards to honor us "moms" who have applauded behind the scenes for so long...

Don't know why this post prompted me to write this but I am leaving it in...just because I heard that little gremlin tell me "no one cares about your parade!"

Thank you as always for writing and posting...you are often the boost in my day that moves me towards creating again...little baby steps...will turn into grown up writing and putting myself out there soon (I hope!) I also have to check out Squam it sounds very lovely-- I know this does not comfort you but I wish I could have been there to view the "messiness" you said you experienced with the teaching, anxiety etc..because I feel that when my life is the "messiest" that is the time that I really live!

xxoKathleen