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creating space for my self: monday

Hi, happy Monday, guys.
To continue the last report, after a nice dance session with Icha, Dina, Corry, Nindi and Sadia, on Thursday I finally went to the dentist. The whole day my teeth wasn't aching. It was good because the dentist wouldn't have to cost me more for treatment before she fix my teeth with her machines.
The dentist is Ivonny Hawari who is also a painter. Nice, right? I trust my teeth to an artist.

On Friday, I went teaching the India kids at Somerset apartment. I taught them how to do handwave, now it's a challenge. Even Katelyn had a rough time learning hand wave. It supposed to be my last meeting with them because the next week their teacher, Yola would already be back from Berlin.

One of their mom asked my number and wondered if I would teach the moms as well. Of course I would like to! And at the end of the class, one of the moms said "Thank you, you are a great teacher!" Can't you feel the blossom in my heart that time? It feels like all the energy I push out to go from Rempoa to Kuningan and reverse , all paid off.

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