The process of growing up is messy. It doesn't go in a straight line. Sometimes it goes backwards and sometimes it goes forward. It is a messy-togetherness. YET, we can
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We are stepping into the story of summer. It is messy. It is imperfect. It is stretching and glorious. Parenting fills our hands. Summer is no exception. It is a 'we'
What changes your life? If you want to change your life, how do you do it? I find I constantly need to be renewed to continue forward in my sacred work
This week a friend posted the question, "What do you crave?" As you know, I love great questions and I really stopped to think. What is it that I crave?