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Dearest Love, May we all be allowed to breathe, to breathe and to flourish, to trust the slow work of Love. To offer ourselves grace on the long days, the hard days The days when tares seem to overtake wheat. When the decomposing and germinating see
Productivity need not be forced or manufactured. May my offering to the world arise from Love. ✨ Comparison and competition need not overwhelm or consume. May my lane be my boundary, my measured portion to operate within. ✨ Roles and function need no
The gift of being present is letting go of my expectations of people being who I need or want them to be and embracing who they are and where they are on their own personal journey. It’s disrupting my assumptions and the blanks I’ve fil
Remember to love… To rage is to love. It speaks to our care about injustice, about misalignment. To mourn is to love. It speaks to our grief, the sense of loss when connection feels alienated, severed. And, it speaks to our compassion, our h
Dearest Love, Your truth lives in my inner parts. The essence of my true self embodies that. Deliver me from what everyone else wants me to be. Help me hold on to myself. Inhale: I can be true to my own spirit. Exhale: I Am. Inhale: I can be who
“Imagine a circle of compassion and then imagine no one outside the circle.” — Father Greg Boyle How do we participate with Love in dismantling the barriers that exclude? Whose dignity has been denied? Who are the easily despised?
Love invites us look life straight in the eye, see its pain, its beauty—the handsome mixture of a fully alive life, Life — the cauldron for alchemy. Love is something you feel, someone you dance with. There is mystery in love, a
Trust the ripples of love, of hope, peace. The ripples of humanity, of cosmic connection, of goodness and mercy bouncing over and into one another, Trust the ripples of steadfast love abundantly and freely poured out. We may not see. We may not k
In the face of tyranny, love. Fear’s magnetic energy seeks to pull us in to its downward spiral. Gripped by angst. Frozen in disbelief. Here the road diverges. Be aware. See it. Feel it. Release it. Tend your practice. Turn up the love. Let&r
May we call one another in to the truth of our being. May we choose kinship instead of oppositional energy. None are worth discarding. May we choose a liberation that includes all. May our eyes be open to mal schemes that seek to divide, sow dis
Goodness, the kind intention of Love, is not contingent on what we want to happen. Love’s redemption is always unfolding. Questions I ask myself when trying to formulate a response to these times rather than react… Do I believe that th
In the face of madness, death, and war everything feels frail, mundane. And yet I am reminded of Love, of its beauty, truth and goodness. Even as one mourns or suffers, life is being birthed, lived. Joy is expanding. The highs and lows continue. Lik