Don’t try to win over the haters; you are not a jackass whisperer.” ― Brené Brown
But at all times, it is the body that allows us to reach out for one another, to steady each other on our feet when we are weak, to embrace one another in joy and in despair. Thank God we don’t have to know what something is in order to hold it.
On the first day after my last day of graduate school, I opted for a slow morning—they’re my favorite. While there’s much to be done around our home, I had to remind myself that it could all wait until later.
My slow morning ritual always begins with coffee. And today, I read some of Franz Wright’s, God’s Silence.
I then began crafting the hand-written letter pictured above, addressed with April 29, 2013 on the envelope. A dear friend is traveling alone on a pilgrimage to Iona and asked if I’d write words for her to open and read on the aforementioned date. She’s an intentional person, not just for others, but for her self as well, and I like that. Not many souls know how to care for themselves. But my friend does. And she’s not afraid to ask for help in caring for herself well.
Friend, thank you for allowing me to offer a bit of care for you through my words. I pray this pilgrimage will be just what your soul needs.
I have amazing & beautiful friends.
If we are lucky, we can give in and rest without feeling guilty. We can stop doing and concentrate on being