I was thinking this morning about much deeper emotions. Specifically, the degree by which they may impact our lives and the space we allocate for them there.

We wish them to go away, to allow us our peace – though, there is always this balance. A struggle, perhaps.

For, how may we ever expect to understand that which we continuously push away?

Today, I am experiencing a profound and unexpected grief. I am thinking about my path ahead; carefully assessing the impact to those most dearly loved. And wondering how I, as one simple human, might possibly lessen their pain.

As a mother, it is my inclination to step in…to make things right. To take on the task of caring for this world, in the way only a mama bear knows.

To love without condition or expectation. To transcend our own pain in order to help another.

Sometimes we find ourselves swimming in a sea of other’s expectations. We become lost as the beacon of our own light dims

In these moments, the physical sensation may become intolerable – as we struggle desperately to find our balance.

When I was a child, I was teased for being such an awful crybaby, for feeling far too much (as if there is such a thing). Though, I’d like to think that this exploration of spirit has, in part, helped me to connect with all of you here.

As the author, John Green once so eloquently shared, grief does not change you, it reveals you.

And in this process of continuous revealing, I can think of only one thing:

To love with all and everything in my heart.

For within that love I find my strength. And, within that love, I find all of you there.

And that, is my first step towards healing.

In peace…

Namaste ❤️