Heartache doesn’t soften over time.
The pain grows roots.
It takes residence in the soul.
We journey forward, learning as we go.
The heartache gives us perspective and deeper understanding.
It becomes part of who we are.
In that open, vulnerable space is where our love resides.
Love never fully understood in a space that will never fade. 
Today is a good day for quiet moments
Quiet music,
Patient thoughts,
Simple food.
Today is a good day to reflect.
What is important?
What do I value most?
What nourishes my soul?
Today is a good day to let go
Of clutter,
Of darkness,
Of fear,
Of noise.
Today is a good day to be open.
To possibility,
To love,
To everything that surrounds us,
Even the things we do not know.
Today is the solstice.
It is a good day to carry on
Trusting,
Knowing,
Believing,
That tomorrow will bring a little more light.
Today is a good day
I’ll only do what I can
Today is a good day
Despite the messes and frustration
Today is a good day
Even with pain and tears
Today is a good day
It is what it is
Today is a good day
Other things will wait
Today is a good day
I am pretty sure
Today is a good day
With patience and grace
Today will be a good day
How bittersweet autumn can be. The leaves glow with brilliant color, before cascading to the ground. The feeling in the air is nothing short of electric. We delight in the dynamic change, and let go of our hopes for warmer days.
On days like today when the light is brilliant, the wind is fierce, and the leaves are flying, I find myself caught in the dynamic space between awe and sadness.
I think perhaps in that space, is where surrender resides. As I raise up my arms to my sides and close my eyes, I let the sensation surround me. Feeling as though I could fly, but well aware I would land on my face if I tried.
I keep my feet on the ground, grateful for each step I take.
I breathe out, letting go of what I no longer need to carry.
I call my untruths into the light and call them as such.
Knowing that in doing so, I will no longer be under their spell.
I will no longer believe that I am a contributing problem in any given crisis.
I will no longer react to crisis as if I am responsible for their existence.
I will no longer turn anger in toward myself when I struggle with something I don’t know.
I will no longer think that there is something wrong with shedding tears.
I breathe in, gaining a truer sense of myself and reality.
I will feel the sadness that surrounds my losses.
I will feel the power I have to heal myself.
I will accept others as they are.
I will see what it is to love myself.
I will let go of what holds me down
and move forward with solace.
I will trust that the winds of life will take me onward.
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