An image I posted on Insta got 749 likes. I told the cat this as I cleaned her box. “749 likes,” I said again. She jumped in, peed, got out, and moved to the next thing. 749 likes don’t change the fact that I clean a cat box.
It is only when an oyster is invaded that its inner surface produces a natural protectant— strong, lustrous nacre. As nacre builds, layer by layer, the oyster transforms into something bigger than itself, something that, only now can reveal its gift to the world. Read You Are Not Broken Continue reading “Gifts”
Without its time in the cocoon, the butterfly would have stayed as it was— a caterpillar. It would not have discarded what no longer served it and made use of the rest to create a magical being. Without its time in the cocoon, it would not have transformed itself. It would not haveContinue reading “Maturation”
It was, like an old friend at a high school reunion, unrecognizable at first. Those I love had assured me that it existed. And so, day after day, I trusted the rituals I knew would save me. I walked the treads of my shoes smooth. Wrote in my journal, crying myself dry.Continue reading “Rituals for Healing”
It is during this hour, when the sun caresses the horizon, that I am most grateful for your gentle, reverent light. It reminds me that though the harsh mid-day sun may cast long shadows, the day will end—and the next will begin— with softness.
What if—like a spider— creating and re-creating were necessary for your survival? Would you doubt your ability to weave an intricate, magnificent web? Would you be too busy or say you don’t have the skills? Or would you realize that, like the spider, everything you need to create your web comes fromContinue reading “Creating Your Future”
Pain is not the enemy. You need not arm yourself against it, or hunker down hiding in a cold trench. What would happen if you invited it in, let it stay a while? You might find that it won’t riddle you with bullets and leave you lifeless. If you sit down withContinue reading “Endings are Beginnings”
A rose cultivated in a climate-controlled greenhouse may be beautiful. But one that flourishes after surviving the harshest of winters is exquisite.
I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, If you are true to me in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. If you love and honor me, I will love and honor you all the days of my life. Continue reading “‘Til Death Do Us Partnership”