This moved me: Love hurts, but we must keep loving. Hope hurts, but we must keep hoping.
When I can’t remember how, I remember the ferns—how they unfurl so slowly, at first, it seems as though nothing is happening at all. And then one day, the startling discovery: how expansive and bold these plants have become.
Grateful you shared this, Amber. It's so easy to think that hope is just this path that we must barrel towards, full-speed, but I think it can be more patient than that--a little quieter and softer. Thank you for reading.
This is so kind, Liv. I'm kind of surprised I managed it, too, tbh. :) Maybe it's one way I'm trying to become less "stuck". But I think it's going to be kind of cyclical, slow work. We can do it together!
Beautiful and heartbreaking. “Armored up” is a perfect way to describe the energy of many of my communities at the moment. It’s like we are all too sad to speak.
Totally—so much heaviness these days. It's hard to find ways to stay soft and expansive, despite it all. Communities like this help. :') Thanks for reading.
Krista. All of this. I'd say this took my breath away. That's not it, though. This brought my breath back, brought me back to my breath. Thank you for spinning truth into art.
Kaitlin, I thought of you so many times when I was writing this. Head still high. Shoulders still back. Thank you for continuing to put your own beauty back into the world.
Thank you for writing what so many of us haven’t been able to find words for yet ❤️
Thanks for taking the time to read my words, Ashlee!
Grateful for your work and the way you show it.
Grateful for you, Ann!
This moved me: Love hurts, but we must keep loving. Hope hurts, but we must keep hoping.
When I can’t remember how, I remember the ferns—how they unfurl so slowly, at first, it seems as though nothing is happening at all. And then one day, the startling discovery: how expansive and bold these plants have become.
Grateful you shared this, Amber. It's so easy to think that hope is just this path that we must barrel towards, full-speed, but I think it can be more patient than that--a little quieter and softer. Thank you for reading.
Yes, so thankful for this perspective just the time I need it.
Powerful words. Thank you, Krista.
Thank you for reading, Erin. I appreciate you!
So excellent and beautiful. Thank you, Krista.
Thank you so much, Margaret. Here's to keeping the hope burning.
Amen, Krista. Thanks for these honest, vulnerable words today.
Thank you, Melissa, for reading.
Keep writing, Krista. The world needs your beautiful voice.
What an encouragement, Kim—thank you!
Yeah. Yep. This. Wow. So admire how you managed to write this through all the disappointment and suckiness. Stunning.
This is so kind, Liv. I'm kind of surprised I managed it, too, tbh. :) Maybe it's one way I'm trying to become less "stuck". But I think it's going to be kind of cyclical, slow work. We can do it together!
Beautiful and heartbreaking. “Armored up” is a perfect way to describe the energy of many of my communities at the moment. It’s like we are all too sad to speak.
Totally—so much heaviness these days. It's hard to find ways to stay soft and expansive, despite it all. Communities like this help. :') Thanks for reading.
Yes and amen.
Stunning. I cried, I felt so seen, and I felt hope again.
Literally all I ever want when I send an essay into the world. (Now I'm going to cry). Thank you, thank you, Alyssa.
Krista. All of this. I'd say this took my breath away. That's not it, though. This brought my breath back, brought me back to my breath. Thank you for spinning truth into art.
Kaitlin, I thought of you so many times when I was writing this. Head still high. Shoulders still back. Thank you for continuing to put your own beauty back into the world.