I gifted this mug to my father when I was a child. Every time I watched him drink his morning coffee from it, it warmed my heart. I spent years seeking his attention. His validation. His love. I know now that I wasted so much time seeking.
Life is fleeting
Life is fragile
Tomorrow is not a promise
To be more curious, less defensive
To be more kind, less judgmental
To be in less of a hurry, walk more slowly
To arrive in the here and now
To lean in to the friction
To let go of the hate
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I woke the other morning with moments of this night grasping my mind and rumbling through my body.
It took me a couple days of sitting with the grasping and the rumbling to put it down on paper.
It was a a day of learning. Of glimpses into another’s world.
A day of beauty. passion. wonder…jumbled together with reality. sadness. knowing.
Refusing then to see the latter,Continue Reading