Oh my dearest. How do you find the love when your brain wants to complain about everyone and everything? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Everyone? Well, not everyone one. Only a couple of people actually. There are many, many people (and my kitty), with whom I am quite in love. In this moment. Hmmm. Everything? No actually,… Continue reading Monday Love!
Oh my love! What if agitation doesn’t mean something’s wrong? What if it means lean in? What if it’s a sign? And contrary to what you have heard, it’s a good thing. Not something you need to make go away, but something to embrace. What if it’s making you stronger? Shoring up your resilience. Getting… Continue reading Monday Love
Oh my love! It’s good enough. You’ve done enough. There is enough. That other person, they’re enough. You are enough. Take a deep breath. Slowly exhale. I don’t know how we forget this time and again, but it seems that we do. Or at least I do! And maybe that’s ok. Cause you get love.… Continue reading Monday Love
Hello my love. How many ways can one describe what it means that you get love just as you are? It’s not a trick question. The answer is infinity. Day after day, week after week, breath after breath. It’s not a state of being that you arrive at and never leave. It’s how you come… Continue reading Monday Love
Oh my darling! Close your computer, turn off your phone, shut down your ipad. Stop what you’re doing and go outside. Now. Stare at the sky. Take a deep breath. Watch a bird or wonder over the path of a rollie pollie going about it’s day. That’s it. Do it for as long as you… Continue reading Monday Love
Do you ever move so fast through the day that you gloss over things you think you know? Hello sweetness. Do you know what it means when I say you get love, no matter what? Or that you are perfect as you are, right here in this moment, nothing to fix, nothing to change? At… Continue reading Monday Love
Oh my love! I’m out of breath and nearly delirious in my love for you. The sky, grey or blue inspires a tickling in my tummy. Delight tugs at the corners of my mouth, at the merest thought of you. You may wonder, could this be true? Do you even know me? The real… Continue reading Monday Love:
