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On my 40th birthday, I showed up to a hole-in-the-wall karaoke bar with my beloved birthday decor: bubblegum pink and sunshine yellow balloons, streamers, stacks of party hats, bright feather boas, and glow sticks. I packed a quirky pink and yellow-themed cake, too. 

Anyone who entered the bar that night was greeted with, “Hi, would you like a glow stick? Hat? Slice of birthday cake? Skeptically, they’d say, “Whose birthday is it?” With childlike pride, I’d answer: “Mine!” They’d grin, relax, and pick their celebratory treasures. 

By the night's end, everyone–from bikers to business folks to neighbors–was decorated in bold polka-dot hats and glowing neon. Bar patrons journeyed from their safe corners to the middle of a makeshift dance floor, grooving with glow sticks like we were at a rave. 

In those moments of watching strangers accept themselves and others and look so full, I felt so f&%king happy. That night, nobody was isolated, and nobody was an outcast. Every “type” that came through those doors became “we.” That night, everyone in that bar was connected. I sat back, soaking in the experience, and all I could think was, “This is life. This is what life, to me, is about.”

My want for all my clients is to experience feeling that whole, that FULL…