perspective

i loved this quote the moment i read it. then i found myself reaching for a red pen. i crossed out one word and wrote another above it... not because i disagree with Madeleine... quite the opposite. i think her insight reaches even farther than the original wording. 'whenever we are lost in hate, we are in hell, no matter how enlightened we think we are.' hate is not a problem unique to one religion, political party, philosophy, or worldview. it belongs to all of us. every on

I've spent a lot of time thinking about trust lately... And realized, I've spent years learning how to distrust myself. That realization didn't arrive all at once. It arrived through hundreds of tiny moments where I felt something, knew something, sensed something, and then immediately began explaining it away. Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe I'm being too sensitive. Maybe I misunderstood. Maybe I need more information. Maybe I should be more compassionate. Maybe I should try h

i am learning that wonder is not escapism. it is remembrance. for so long, i believed strength meant vigilance. to survive, to recover, to care for others, to lead, to hold space, i learned how to stay useful, attentive, responsible. and those things mattered. they saved me in many ways. but lately, something softer has been calling me back. the trees. water on skin. silence that does not need to be filled. the strange holiness of being witnessed without performance. moments