Meet 2019's new "unicorn workshop".
What's a unicorn workshop, you ask? ... it's a TDP workshop that surpasses the popularity of all other workshops we run, and our Content Planning Intensive? Man. It has surpassed *all* other workshops, my friends.
We're not surprised, really.
Imagine walking into a workshop in full content marketing rut-mode, and walking out with your goals mapped out >. brand identity defined > tone of voice locked down > content pillars mapped out, and the beginning of 2-4 weeks of content ready to be scheduled in advance.
We're down to last spots left in our next date, and we'd love to see your tooshie in one of our rainbow workshop seats.
So very thankful! This morning was amazing and my heart is so full. Love you all || HAPPY EASTER!!! 🐰
3 239 minutes ago
HE IS RISEN. ♥️
Forever thankful that a sinner like me has been saved by the blood of Jesus.
Also, thankful for a husband who will take 1000+ pictures until I get the ONE (or two) that I love. 😘
HAPPY EASTER FRIENDS! 🐰
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As the original founder of the DuBarry, Richard Hudnuts, said,” You hold beauty in your hands.”
Happy Resurrection Day from our family to yours❤ Enjoy your 👪 today as will ours. We will return on 💰 Making Monday 😘❤ Jesus told her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Anyone who believes in me will live, even after dying. Everyone who lives in me and believes in me will never ever die. Do you believe this, Martha?” John 11:25-26 NLT
My OTT Easter Cake is chocolatey chocolate cake from @odettewilliams brilliant #simplecake book, overly dressed with this mornings edible spring blossoms including new spruce tips, violets, primroses, wood sorrel and apple blossom. Just didn’t know where or when to stop! The best bit is that it is coming along to another Williams household (Irish) for Easter lunch. #wildblossoms#happyeaster
Carpets get unrolled at our feet, a mishmash of colours and textures unfurling before our eyes. Wooly creams, indigo and tribal zigzags dominate the senses. Stray cats circle our ankles searching for pools of sunshine while children tug at their parents' hands.
The smell of spices, peppermint and fresh bread sweeten the air; and everywhere everywhere everywhere, tinsmiths, weavers, silk spinners, metal workers and ceramic artists are hard at work.
Calloused fingers, brows crinkled in fervent concentration - the threads of everyday existence interwoven into a bedazzling display of passion, skill, sweat and glittering, exotic treasures.
Amazed and overwhelmed we squirm our way through the congested alleyways of the souks, narrowly avoiding rampant scooter drivers, forlorn donkeys, and compelling merchants haggling for business.
Finding the exit without getting trampled is an accomplishment. Getting out without buying something - largely inconceivable. Leaving without being changed in some way - altogether impossible.
“This is my resurrection day, nothing‘s going to hold me in the grave” - @rendcollective
We got an extra lazy slow morning to drink coffee in bed, read the resurrection story and cuddle the pup before church 🌤🐣 Happy Easter 🙌🏻