Cry it out, into your pillow,…to the inhabitants of your favorite spot in the woods, to God, because they are all there leaning in to hear you.
hope
December 22
Through each birth we are invited [into]…the fleeting awareness that we exist on the frontier of the expansion of the universe…
December 21
Don’t settle, but instead hold onto it like a snapping turtle…recognizing that what you most desire may come in a way you do not expect.
December 20
As I cradled the Christmas miracle I could tell he was just the right size to enlarge our hearts and animate our lives.
December 18
When she speaks, her words get absorbed into a vacuum, where nothing escapes, nothing is heard, nothing is noticed, and nothing ever changes.