Life shapes us--there's no revelation in that. But our default mode is to look critically at that shape, tallying up our mistakes, misdirections, regrets, weaknesses. But can you not see how the passing of time has sculpted us? Can you not see how that sculpting has revealed us to ourselves, and can we not, by… Continue reading As we wear.
Oh, Petals. Some days just begin worn-out, fatigued, don't they? Some days the world is lucky we get out of bed, get dressed, find a comb. But you know what? The world IS lucky. the world IS lucky that you've decided to find space here. I know you'll forget. We all do. It's the boulder… Continue reading May we refocus.
Good luck is not exclusively a wish we offer, but a birthright we embrace. Contrary to (your own) popular belief, you are indeed worthy. All it takes is an invitation--an open-minded invitation. You don't have to believe. You don't (really) even need to have unconditional faith. You just need to speak the words--invite it in.… Continue reading Not an exclusive offer.