The Happening
By Leah Pearlman, September 8, 2020

A few months ago, my friend Diana suggested I watch The Biggest Little Farm. “You will love it.” she said. And boy-oh-boy was she right. I LOVED it. It changed the way I SEE. Specifically the way I see nature, but what isn’t nature? Aren’t we nature? Recently, my friends Jon and Sharon posited that the Earth doesn’t actually top out at the ground […]

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Turtles All The Way Down
By Leah Pearlman, July 2, 2020

Turtles All the Way Down.  There’s a story in which one person asks another, “On what is the Earth resting?” The second person answers, “Why, the Earth is resting on a turtle’s back!” The first person asks, “Then on what is that turtle resting?” The second person answers, “Why, another turtle, of course!” The first […]

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The Jailbreak of Anxious Annie
By Leah Pearlman, June 4, 2020

Those of you who have been following me for a while may have noticed that my art tends to be clean, clear, simple, and tries to make a point. Without knowing why or how, these values had unconsciously become the only way I felt comfortable creating. Until yesterday. Before we get to show and tell, […]

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Worth The Wait
By Leah Pearlman, September 14, 2019

At the beginning of May, Vince Wendling, a 39-year old, Minnesota-born, passionate, peaceful, loving man, said goodbye to his housemates, coworkers, friends, and a cat (not his) named Frank. He put most of his things in storage, sold his car, and slung a backpack into my trunk. I climbed into the passenger side, he took […]

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Let Yourself Be Loved
By Leah Pearlman, February 3, 2019

Even When No Matter What   Let yourself be loved. Even when you can’t imagine why, let yourself be loved. Even when you’re completely lost, let yourself be loved. Even when you’ve been a jerk, let yourself be loved. Even when everyone else seems to be doing more or better, let yourself be loved.   […]

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Baltimore Goes To Hamilton: Our Fundraiser
By Leah Pearlman, May 23, 2018

When I saw Hamilton for the first time, I was totally struck by the show, as everyone is.  But I was also struck by the contrast of a cast of people color and an audience of white people, like me. In the same moment I felt my heart break, I had an idea. For 15 […]

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The Only Thing That Can Keep Up With Change
By Leah Pearlman, May 16, 2018

Last night I was taking to Allan about relationships, labels, and commitment. Allan is a Canadian man I’ve been recently dating. Note to Americans: if you find yourself “dating” a Canadian, you might want to have conversation about what that word means to each of you, to save yourself from an awkward moment. :-) Allan […]

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The Poetry of Pleasure
By Leah Pearlman, May 14, 2018

Originally published in Elephant Journal These days I do yoga because it feels like sex. I told this to someone recently who said, “Really? You must not have great sex.” “Maybe,” I admitted, “but could it be that you haven’t had great yoga?” When I say yoga feels like sex, I don’t mean the penetrating, […]

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I Don’t Want To Own You
By Leah Pearlman, May 13, 2018

I don’t want to own you. In fact, the first thing I ever loved about you was your un-own-ability. I saw your freedom, your self containment, A profound inner communion. I was attracted right away by what I observed As a beautiful specimen of wholeness. That’s how I imagined you anyway, watching you From afar. […]

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Memory of a Life
By Leah Pearlman, March 15, 2018

In the work of Conscious Leadership, which Sue and I teach at our Leadership Camps, we talk about the value of living in one’s Zone of Genius. The gift and curse of teaching work like this is that it constantly invites deeper alignment with the material we teach. When I find gaps, it can sometimes […]

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Tale of a Terrified Should-Monster
By Leah Pearlman, February 14, 2018

Every morning, I wake up in a hurry. Why? I don’t have a formal job. I don’t have early morning meetings or traffic to beat. I don’t have kids. I don’t have a dog to walk or cows to milk. I’m not training for a marathon. But when I wake up, no matter what time […]

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By Leah Pearlman, January 12, 2018

This year for my birthday, I’m giving myself the perfect gift. I’m giving myself Permission. Here’s what that looks like: Being You. You are allowed to be you. You are allowed as YOU as you are. You are allowed to spend time finding out what that means. You are allowed to experiment. You are allowed […]

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