Letters to Myself: Entry Seventy-Six
Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle. In a world of screens, rage-bait, and endless distraction, compassion starts with one small act that asks nothing in return. This reflection asks what yours could be this week.
Letters to Myself: Entry Sixty-Four
The world will always have darkness — that's not going away. But darkness has an opposite, and sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is choose lightness anyway. A smile, a laugh, a moment of grace — these things matter more than we give them credit for.
The Practice of Hearing Someone’s Story: Why Being Seen Can Save Us
We don’t need to fix each other. But we do need to see each other. And sometimes, asking someone their story can be the beginning of healing.