I awaken with this sense of grief, torn open again. It enrages me that I never got closure. If I’d gotten that ‘Dear John Letter’, what might it have said?
Trust that you can handle what life sends you. Don’t worry incessantly that if you open your life up again -- if you send out your manuscript or offer your heart -- that you will be shattered if your gifts aren’t openly or enthusiastically received. Life asks us to take risks so we will grow. ...
I realize that it is time to remember to live fully, completely, without holding anything back. To treat my life -- and the lives surrounding mine -- with tenderness and gratitude and care.
The world may be a mess, but we are still aiming for what we want. Determined to not be stymied by fear or negativity, we are doing the work. We are doing the work whether anyone notices or not. We are not in it for the show. We are in it for the chance to burn brightly in this particular and ...