Mary Oliver wisely wrote, in her beautiful poem, The Bleeding Heart, that “Most things that are important, have you noticed, lack a certain neatness.” We are sold a bill of lies if we believe that perfection is the answer, instead, I am trying to work on loving the messy, imperfect, interesting parts. The parts areContinue reading “LIFE IS MESSY”
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Chasing Awe
A few weeks ago I wrote about our complex relationship with time. I wrote about how we are rushing, running and scrolling through our days and often resisting the discomfort of just sitting with the unease, the quiet, and the often too-slow track of long days. Today I want to continue that discussion but thisContinue reading “Chasing Awe”