We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust. -Rumi
It’s been a full three years since I set out on the adventure of my lifetime thus far – becoming a mother, endeavoring to find my true north star, and launching my conscious communication company.
It’s been a road of ups and downs and all arounds. A journey of strength and fortitude and commitment. An exercise in patience, perseverance and faith. I have tested my resolve again and again. And here I am. Standing firm and ever true. Awake, aware and open. Entering my fourth year in business with some wins and some losses and with renewed hope for and allegiance to what I have created, learned, sought and fought for… 
Working with companies and collaborators like Alpenglow Veterinary Specialty + Emergency Center, Creative Markings, Firefly Psychotherapy, Lyons Mane, Marc Hunter Woodworking, Open Design, Parallel Arts, Q Digital Studio, Rocky Mountain Veterinary Cardiology, St. Vrain Market, and Veterinary Emergency + Referral Center of Hawaii – and so many others like you — has enabled me to perfect my craft and creativity, hone my services and offerings, and further fortify my commitment to social, spiritual and environmental ideals.
These companies and their owners, like me, believe in standing for something — compassionate health care for people and pets, healthy eating and wholesome ingredients, stellar design and business service, conscious marketing practices, and/or the enjoyment and celebration of life and living. With these values, together, we positively contribute to each other, our communities and our world.
Heading into the new year, I am sending my wish to all of you that 2012 brings continued radiance, love and abundance to your lives. And may we each find a way to create something special out of absolutely nothing so that the stars we scatter may light the way for others.
Thank you for being a part of my life and inviting me into yours! I look forward to celebrating a bountiful future with you…
Warm holiday wishes and bright new year dreams,
Mary Huron Hunter