There are moments, big and small, in my life that have me smiling, feeling encouraged by a sense of healing, greater capacity and depth…

The mirror that my son was holding up to me was unbearable at times. I wanted to smash it, run away from it, avoid it at all costs.

For months I’ve been holding myself in this tension, between empathy and the fear of failing them. And then one morning, wisdom whispered something beautiful.

After a lifetime of hyper-vigilance, it feels almost strange to notice that my default is slowly, gently shifting toward rest, joy, and peace. This journey began the moment…