And yes, sometimes for your softness to remain
You will have to walk away
On learning from the rain
Maybe the reason we don’t like the rain
Is because it reminds us of being sad
On the greatest symphony
The noise outdoors
It has changed
It has moved from being background noise
Into the foreground
On speaking up
When it becomes too scary to not speak
When there is much on the line
When others don’t have a place for it
Please speak up anyway
On letting go
Let go
Let the old leave
Let what’s not needed fall
On the hard things
When the rocks and tough terrain
Look like piles of sand and dirt
With lines that someone drew with their finger
On the power of insecurity
If we are being hard on others
It’s a sign we need to show grace to our self
On playing dead with your fear
In silence and with time
Fear gives up
It walks away
On what you hold on to
The thing that’s holding you back is the very thing you are holding on to
On breaking
I have assumed wholeness is the goal
But maybe it’s brokenness
On hiding from fear
If I don’t see fear
Then it won’t see me
On having enough
I’m putting down the phone
The forever long to-do list
No longer ignoring what my body needs
On dropping the qualifier
What happens when you put a qualifier in front of something
It means it’s not typical
Unusual
Not normal
On my school mantra
This phase
Like this whole life
Is more about how we show up
On where the truth comes from
Others will speak words about you
Try to tell you who you are
On my why
Because we all forget sometimes
On feeling something
When did feeling become a thing
That deserves to be contained instead of processed and expressed
On the ocean
The ocean inspires us
But we once feared it
What else are we looking through fear to see
On your truest self
Busy-ness masks it
The demands of running a household crowds it out
The daily seems to erase it bit by bit without your notice
On gratitude
When you stop
Notice
And sit with thankfulness
Drink it in
You become more thankful