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Kids at Hope Training “All Children are Capable of Success, NO EXCEPTIONS”

June 3, 20140

Verde Valley AZ (June 3, 2014) – The June 25th Kids at Hope training invites teachers, administrators, counselors, youth serving…

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MATFORCE Sponsors No-Cost Seminar ‘Zero Relapse’

May 6, 20140

Cottonwood AZ (May 6, 2014) – MATFORCE is sponsoring a two-day seminar called ‘Zero Relapse.’ The no-cost seminar will be…

MATFORCE Lunch ‘n Learn – Communication:
Leaning Towards a Compassionate Lifestyle

March 17, 20140

Verde Valley AZ (March 17, 2014) – The March 27 MATFORCE Lunch ‘n Learn will feature Dr. Greg Stephens. In…

Support for Senate Bill 1389 is Support for Youth Drug Abuse Education

March 10, 20142

By Merilee FowlerExecutive Director of MATFORCE Verde Valley AZ (March 10, 2014) – Senate Bill 1389 will educate Arizona’s kids on…

MATFORCE Receives ‘Coalition of the Year’ Award
in Washington, D.C.

February 19, 20140

Verde Valley AZ (February 19, 2014) – MATFORCE received top national honors as ‘Coalition of the Year’ from the Community…

Life is Kind That Way
By Amaya Gayle Gregory
It’s been an interesting evening. Well, it’s been like this for a while, but I am just now attempting to put words to it. Why? Because I can. That’s as close as I can get. It feels like I’m playing a game of Clue and polishing the pieces that have emerged, fascinated by them and aware that something has changed again. I can’t seem to garner any interest in doing, let alone thinking. It’s not a bad thing. It’s just what is. I feel more and more pixelated, like the space between pixels is expanding beyond its ability to reform in any knowable or meaningful shape. The understanding of what this is, of what we are, seems to be devouring the connective tissue, the ideas and threads that connected past and future, that set up the me and other structures of life. The need to do, the compassionate desire to change or fix or alter what is, the storehouse of wants is emptying out. This has happened before and passed, like all things, but this feels a bit different, more like a settling in, a wiping of the slate, than a drive-by. Read more→