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The pears represent Forever and Always a Pair. You and I need to embrace all of the 7 types of love that are available to us in our lives. We get these 7 types of love from different sources in our lives-and each pair lights us up differently. Our Pairs include our romantic partners, parents, a best friend, our children, a mentor-the people that allow us to fully express who we are and to love us all the more for it. The person who you can laugh outrageously with, the person that inspires you to “do better, be better”… And even in a single relationship we also can experience many different types of love over time. We have given each of our Pairs a tiny piece of our heart and they in turn gave us a piece of theirs that is now fused in our hearts, allowing us to be whole. Forever & always, perpetually, and unceasingly bound.
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Fire: the Firestarters of our lives are catalysts to change. When something is lit on fire, it’s irrevocably changed. When we lose our fire, we live shadow lives. Fire is transformation, fire is energy. Seek what lights you up, what gives you energy?
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An excerpt from Hanya Yanagihara’s latest book “To Paradise”. One of the most beautiful descriptions of new love: that being intimate for the first time felt like “relearning how to walk”.
A mock up of Laboratorio Paravicini’s interpretation of our 10th tenet Reverie: the Path to Joy. Made in collaboration with Laboratorio Paravicini, founded in the early ’90s by Costanza Paravicini. She and her two daughters, Benedetta & Margherita design hand-painted tableware in their studio that is in a hidden courtyard in the historical center of Milan, Italy. Inspired by traditional Italian pottery, Laboratorio Paravicini creates beautiful, handmade plates & tableware like they used to be in the past, intended to be treasured for generations to come. There are so many parallels between the founders of FoundRae & Laboratorio Paravicini. They both have their residences, studios, and store in one location as a way of life.
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Emily Dickinson is considered one of the greatest American poets, yet her poetry was published posthumously. Her poetry was found by her sister in a box under her bed entirely written on scraps of paper. Her father was an attorney, fresh sheets of paper were available to her...what motivated this choice? Urgency? A sense of unworthiness? This stanza: “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul...and never stops at all”. Coincidentally (or not) Emily Dickinson is my mother’s favorite poet.