Happiness is sliding into laughter with effortless generosity.  An expansion of the breath without instructions from narratives.  A match with the kind of success that the heart knows intimately. Until temporary appearances move it into something to long…

The weather doesn’t look after storylines with the good stuff. It doesn’t keep plans safe from being turned upside down. And it doesn’t only perform on a stage after asking for permission. But it does embody the property of experiences. It does repeat the familiar…

Throughout our journeys, long conversations are had with the reflections in the mirrors. Not about the songs that instantly take us back to the yesterdays. Not about the dreams that we hope to get to. Not about the losses that can easily be looked up. Not about the…

Certainty is absorbed into the talk of change while hesitation is occupied by the language of weaknesses that prevent movement. With that translation showing up in how we talk about ourselves and our ideas about navigating big emotions.     Not just the…

They say that in order for moments to be forgotten, we must stop thinking about them. To cease feeling the fragments of the battles that continue to slip into our breath. And so, we take a chance on this moment or the next or the next as being the place where happy…