it’s out! you put your heart into this. you’ve grown and shifted and through it all you’ve remained true to yourself. proud of the music you created, but mostly proud of who you’ve become along the way. cheering you on always— but cheering a little louder today.
my people.
one week away and i am more certain than ever that time away with people you love is as good as it gets. italy, you are your very own wonder. you reminded me to slow down, to savor, to hold people close. your sunsets and your history and your people left me wide eyed. beauty at every turn. these are days i won’t forget. few words, full heart. grateful. grateful. grateful.
italy, you are something special.
the last year has been covered up with challenge and change. almost everything has been rearranged somehow. but, when i look back i see a year full of unhurried time around tables with a few good people, honest conversations. more books, more walks, more sleep. more more listening, more learning, more time outside— less becoming much, much more. this year was hard in many ways— but mostly it was good. filled me to full time and time again. left me with simple moments that i will treasure for a lifetime. reminded me to trust— one day at a time, trust. i won’t forget this one. walking forward hopeful and ready.
what a week. what a place. what a group of people. stepping into a new year feeling grateful and ready.
nothing leaves me more certain that i’ve got it good than a few days away with my people.
grateful.
of all the birthdays, this has been the most peaceful. everything has slowed to the pace of important and necessary. what’s left is simple. it’s people together— really together. it’s quiet attention. it’s one moment at a time. and maybe that’s the greatest gift of all. to slow to be grateful on a day when everything has been stripped down to rest and trust. might this day mark all my days to come. more of less. people and love and a heart that knows it all to be a gift. every last messy mundane miracle of a moment— a gift.
people walk our way when we least expect it and somehow make all the difference. i wouldn’t know my days without you, jordan— and i wouldn’t want to. the easiest to celebrate. here’s to another year!
november is a month that gently pulls us back to thank you. it asks us to remember all that has been good and still is. this year i’m increasingly grateful for the goodness that has nothing to do with me. the goodness that simply shows up again and again, regardless of my deserving. this right here is a good place to start. for friends and laughter and sunsets that keep coming— thank you.
to the one who has given her days to write love all over ours, i love you.
rest— good and right and meant for us. might there be more of it, even here. moments to breathe deep and remember all that continues to hold.
one thing that i know for sure: slowing down with people you really, really love is magic. as good as it gets. a few days away was enough to leave me full and reminded— i have many, many reasons to say thank you.
beauty is for soaking and savoring. it is for remembering— there is still goodness bursting through all around. 🤍
the heart of @darling is one that beats for people and their unique potential. they lead a continued conversation on the things that matter most, always leading people forward. to join in on this conversation was an absolute honor. to write on influence felt right. something so near to my heart is this truth: you are impossibly important. and what you give matters. to one or to many— it all adds up. 💛
everything about this week left me full.
might i never miss this kind of magic.
if anything at all feels important to me it is something like this— a small piece of homemade bread shared in a simple piece of foil. small and simple, but not really small or simple. these are the big things. more of this, more of this.
i hope you all vote, if you haven’t already. and then i hope we can find it in us to love deeply. to pull people close and choose something better and lighter than pointing out our differences. love is gentler— and mostly love is greater.
