We all have choices to make in life. But before we can make a choice, we need to have options from which to choose.
During a pandemic, during a coup, are we equipped to reset expectations and allow each other to process loss and challenge?
My hope for the future is that we can collectively reflect and dream about what a better year would be for the human race—start there, and then define the individual actions we can take towards that resolution.
I’m convinced that, as a country, we are missing the ingredients for true reconciliation with the grief we are all experiencing: acknowledgement and empathy.
Acknowledging our struggles as a way to support each other and find strength, compassion, and connection.
For me, there are two important elements related to these daily gratitudes that help me with the way my brain seems to be wired, and to help me feel less like I’m passively drifting through my life rather than being IN my life fully.
Despite what the people are currently doing around this town, it remains inspiring to think about the ideals we can strive to as a nation, by taking the words of our forefathers and updating them to be more inclusive and relevant.
Tuesday = pm workout so a morning free to dedicate to writing The entire world is smokey this morning, the smell lingering in my nose and reminding me of the forest fires raging less than an hour from where I sit. How does one appreciate the sunrise, knowing its beauty comes from destruction? Can one?… Continue reading Tuesday Morning Coffee