I know there is brilliance in this day, it is just a bit hard to see without coffee. So I take a full breath, remind my throbbing lower brain, “This is just change,” and walk ever so slowly to the coffee shop.
do you have change?
There is a jar in my home filled with coins. Occasionally a $20 or $100 bill goes in. These large bills never stay long, though. They come and go, as real money tends to do. The change is the only constant. It reminds me that change accumulates slowly, piece by piece, until one day we look and see what it has become: enough. Enough of what we need. Enough of what we don’t. Enough is enough.
rose hips & radical acceptance
In order for rose hips to develop, one must leave her roses on the bush and avoid the temptation to cut them off mid-summer. She must be willing accept that they will go through a phase of crinkling brown. She must teach herself to love this uncomfortable season of transformation as much as she loved the promise of new buds in May and those soft pink petals in June...