Beloved friends,
As this new season unfolds, I am thinking again and anew about what a blessing can do. How it has the power to enter into all of what we hold—the grief and the grace of it, the chaos and the beauty—and to remind us that in all the tangled mess and wonder of it, we are held and seen and beloved.
I am so thankful for the ways you bear witness to this in the world and for the blessing you are. In gratitude, I simply wanted to slip in and tuck a blessing into your hand. May you know how much your light matters, how beloved you are.
Peace,