Meeting you today in the tenderness that comes with being alive.
The sheer tenderness of relational existence; of being human in relationship with other human beings.
The honest tenderness of being inseparable from the pulse that fuels both war and peace.
Meeting you in the simple, precious joy of beholding the abundance of green grasses and hills cradling our valley, while noting the underlying grief of local reservoirs standing at an all-time low as we approach fire season.
Meeting you in the inherent vulnerability that comes with loving our people wildly and profoundly; what it means to be devoted to truth inside relationship.
Meeting you in the sweet spot of standing strong, while surrendering control.
Meeting you in the juicy dare of more self-compassion than ever-before, more self-forgiveness.
Meeting you in this wondrous choice to be still, to love sanity more than drama, to love myself in essence and in practice.
Meeting you in the power spot of being quiet when quiet is called for, and bringing voice when voice is called for.
Meeting you in the maturity that knows when to bring it to the altar and pray; that knows how to burn with discomfort and unease.
Meeting you in this burn and ache of living with eyes and ears and heart open wide. Opening alongside you, wider and wider, to this love.
Choosing the radical choice with you, here in this moment, again and again. Now and now. and now.