It’s not good enough to say I love you

It’s not good enough to say I love you

It’s not good enough to say I love you, but not act like you do. Sometimes the greatest acts of kindness are the ones we show ourselves, or the ones that don’t look like kindness on the outside. Let’s stop enabling and start supporting: no longer...
Figuring it all out

Figuring it all out

You don’t have to have it all figured out. Honestly. It’s not a thing. Even the people who seem like they have it all figured out, don’t. They can’t predict or control the future anymore than you or I can, they just try to. You don’t have...
Falling apart gracefully

Falling apart gracefully

I have pages and pages of poems, pieces of writing…my heart and soul poured onto paper. Sitting gathering digital dust. Most of it will never see the light of day. The feelings captured on those virtual pages being already obsolete, but at the time feeling so...
Showing up, or not

Showing up, or not

There are days when even the thought of showing up, of making progress, of doing the work….it just feels too much. When the mountains you have to climb, and the lessons you’re supposed to learn: you would rather pack them away for another day. On those...
Home is where the heart is

Home is where the heart is

Home is where the heart is. But what if your heart is scattered and lost to you – pieces of it left with people and places along your journey? What then? Is home then everywhere, or nowhere? Who will protect you, hold you to their chest so you can feel their...
What’s mine is yours

What’s mine is yours

What’s mine is yours. What’s yours is mine. If I’m feeling your pain, it’s because I have that same wound. I’m right there with you, moving through it in my own way Photo taken at: Southern Province, Sri Lanka View in Instagram...