Last week, I was reminded of how important intention is.
At The Alaska Women’s Show, I was offering free mini readings and guided meditations. Sitting in my rented space, I wondered if I should be there. It was a glorious fall day outside. No one was showing any interest in what I was offering.
The other booths were packed with clothing, stun guns and hunting information. You could also find makeup, personal trainers and hand bags that could carry concealed weapons. It was expected to have at least 7000 guests. Many would enjoy the wine garden.
A few weeks ago, on a whim I decided to market my book at this show. The organizer only had one table available, besides mine. I called my friend Rebecca, an acupuncturist. She took the last space. Rebecca invited a rolfer, Marnie, to share her space. The three of us were tucked away in hall by ourselves. Vending machines had been moved to make room for us.
My simple set up was on one side of our shared space. My healing friends had a table, chairs and a bed. Lots of attendees stopped by to see what they were offering. Some even experienced the free therapies. They were new concepts for most of the women.