Getting Brighter

Hopeful Signs?

When I saw this Life Hack, I cracked up. Yep. Some days that sounds about right to me. 😄

Maybe it’s the 30 degree temps and the spot of sunshine that’s making the difference though? 

This morning when I went out early to walk Javier, everything felt a bit gentler. Instead of it being completely dark, I could see a sliver of sunrise. And, some sweet bird songs were filling the air.

You know what? I’ll gladly take all the signs of hope wherever they may be found . . . even the Miami airport. 😀

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“Love recognizes no barriers. 
It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls
to arrive at its destination full of hope.”

~ Maya Angelou

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Hello, friends!

Thank you for meeting me here. It’s great to be with you. 💞

I draft these letters on Tuesdays. 
This morning, as I write, the Monks have made it to Washington, D.C. They have been walking every day, for 108 days, to honor and spread peace. I look forward to seeing what unfolds with their arrival in our Nation’s capital, and I join them in mindfulness. 

I am amazed by the steadfastness and the tranquility of the Venerable Monks who have completed this walk. Through the discomfort, the challenges, the hardships, they have continued moving forward, one step at a time. With grace and humility. 

There’s so much for me to learn, simply by witnessing. 

As I tune in, I pay attention to a question within:

What’s not mine that I am carrying?

I look forward to exploration in this area, because I think there are multitudes to gently uncover. Possibly to release? 

If this is a question that resonates with you, I invite you to join me. 
I’ll be digging into the roots with forgiving tools of excavation. 
And, over the next month I hope to shift something by showing up and taking one step at a time. 

Oh? And the word that’s really speaking to me right now? Tenderness.
So as I explore, I want to hold that in the foreground. For myself and for all others. 

As Bad Bunny reminded the world this week: 
The only thing more powerful than hate is love. 

With love, light, and longing for peace,
m